Secret Daddy(23)

“What if I don’t want to?”

“In the club, you need only say the safe word and whatever is happening will stop.”

“What safe word?”

“Chronicle.”

“I just say that and it all stops?”

“In the club, yes. Once you are in room three, there is no safe word.”

“What?”

“If you agree to go in there, all rules go out the window. It is a private space only for the bravest and boldest. There you might encounter anyone or anything. You are not to speak unless spoken to in there. Do you think you can handle it?”

She was silent for a moment. “I will have to see.”

“You will. Whatever happens in there stays in there. Privacy and confidentiality are integral to the club. You do not share what happens with any outsider. Is that clear? Breathe a word as my guest and I may lose my membership. Understand?”

“My lips are sealed.”

“For now,” I muttered, grinning at the thought of parting her lips with the tip of my already stiffening cock. “If you agree to enter room three, you walk in there, you remove that dress. You face the back wall, you close your eyes and you wait. Is that clear?”

“Then what happens?”

“That is not your decision. You just wait.”

“I just wait.”

“Exactly.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said quietly, more to herself than to me.

“I’m glad you are,” I said, reaching across and squeezing her leg. “More than you realise.” I slid my hand up her thigh before returning it to the steering wheel, leaving her to her thoughts for a while.

When we arrived, I parked as near to the entrance as I could, not wanting her to get cold feet if she had to walk too far. I climbed out and opened her door, giving her my hand and helping her out. “I’m not sure about this,” she said, looking up at the club and then back at me.

“I am,” I said, holding out my arm.

She hooked her hand through and together we walked up to the doorman. I nodded to him.

“Good evening,” he replied, pulling open the door for us.

In the corridor inside, I stopped, turning to face her. “If you cannot do this, say so now.”

She blinked up at me, looking as innocent as ever despite the dress. “I can do this.”

“Good girl.”

I pushed open the door at the end of the corridor and took her into my world. The place was already full, the booths containing many people I knew, politicians, film stars, businessmen, some of them recluses like myself who only indulged here. Many eyes turned to look at Donna. It wasn’t often that a new submissive appeared here. “Isn’t that…?” Donna asked, pointing across the room.

“Yes it is, and that’s his wife stripping over there. What would the voters think if they knew? Now, don’t point, it’s rude.”

“George,” a voice said and I bristled at once.

I turned and there was Simon Green, looking as froglike as ever. “Good evening, Simon,” I said, my fingers clenching into a fist as I thought about his plan to knock down the theatre.

“Where did you find this one?” he asked, looking greedily at Donna. “She’s quite the delight.”

“She is also capable of speaking for herself,” Donna said.

“Of course you are, my dear. Well, if you want some company that is more agreeable than this sour old thing, come join me over there anytime.”

“Donna,” I said, drawing her eyes back to me. “Go to room three. Through that door there.”

She opened her mouth as if to say something but then closed it again, turning and walking away.

“If you’ll excuse me,” I said to Simon, enjoying the shocked look on his face. I knew what he was thinking. No one ever went straight to room three on their first visit. “I have someone waiting for me.”





EIGHTEEN



DONNA

I walked into room three with my heart thudding so hard, I thought it might explode. My hands were shaking and all I wanted to do was leave. But I couldn’t do it. If I did that, I might never see him again. The permission to perform his play would vanish. I wouldn’t get to feel him inside me.

But was that what was going to happen? He had said in the car that anyone and anything could come in here. There were no rules. Was that why he had brought me here? Not so he could do things to me but so someone else could?

I was terrified but excited at the same time, a hard feeling to get used to. I closed the door behind me and looked around the room. It was very different to out there. The club itself just looked like a private members club anywhere, no different to a nightclub from the outside, apart from every car in the car park was worth more than my house.