Carson and Alex sped more time together

After returning from the club, Carson and the girls spent the week in what had become their comfortable normal rhythm. The days were filled with pony training, puppy training, and for Ellie, a new job. With Carson’s encouragement, the beautiful brunette had taken a job working as a stripper only a few miles from Carson’s estate. The strip club was called The Hot Spot, and the owner took employee safety very seriously. Every inch of The Hot Spot, and its parking lot, with the exception of the restrooms and changing rooms, was covered by cameras. Their were never fewer than eight to ten bouncers on the floor at anytime, and the girls had separate parking in a small lot that was connected directly to the club, well lit, and patrolled be security guards who walked the girls to and from the club.

Carson put aside his thoughts of how proud he was of Ellie for her growth in confidence as he turned his truck into the long straight driveway that led to Alex's home. As he approached the garage, he turned slightly onto a widened out portion of the driveway so he didn't block the garage door, parked, and made his way to the front door. As he made his way to the door, he gave himself one last look over. He was dressed in a light gray suit with a light blue under shirt, black tie, belt, and shoes.

Just before he could press the door bell, it swung open revealing Penny standing on the other side dressed casually in a pink tee shirt with the outline of a large butterfly across her chest in white, short denim shorts, and white and pink sneakers.

The petite green-eyed blonde smiled warmly at him as she stepped aside and motioned him in with her free hand. "Welcome, Mister Henning. It's good to see you again."

"Likewise, Penny," he said before giving her a light peck on the cheek, which she returned.

"Come into the living room, can I fix you a drink?" she asked as she led him from the entryway into a large living room. The floor was made of hard wood in a beautiful, rich, and warm dark color. The furniture, all tastefully modern, was spread out among the room in a way that invited people to sit and talk but wouldn't impede a passerby. The far wall consisted of floor to ceiling windows offering a view of The Los Angeles Skyline in the distance.

“No, but thank you anyway, Penny.”

“My pleasure, Mister Henning,” Penny said with a smile. “I’ll let Mistress know you’re here,” she said as she turned and began heading up the gently curving stairs up to the second floor. She came back a minute or two late, smiling at Carson. “Mistress will be down shortly.”

“Thanks Penny,” Carson said as he turned his attention back to the view of the city skyline. A smile pulled at his face. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe this is my life,” he thought as he watched the sky turn orange as the sun slowly sank behind the city he had adopted as his home, the buildings and hills casting long shadows.

The rhythmic clicking of heels caught his attention a few short minutes later. He turned to see Alex walking down the stairs with Penny close behind. She had left her long brown hair hang down freely. She was dressed in a short red dress that came down to her mid-thighs and hugged her curves flatteringly. She wore open-toed black shoes that showed off her pedicured toes, which here painted a dark red, matching her dress. Under her right arm, she carried a long, wide, and thin package that was wrapped in blue metallic wrapping paper.

“You do clean up nice,” she said with a smile before she leaned in and kissed him, begin careful not to smash the package between them.

“Same to you,” he said, smiling back at her. “So… what have you got there?”

“I had something commissioned for you,” she replied as she handed him the package.

“‘Commissioned?’ What is it?”

“Open it, you can pick it up later,” she said, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Alright,” Carson said, his eyebrow raised in curiosity. Holding the package carefully in one hand, he slid the fingers of his other hand under the edge of the paper and popped the tape off before carefully tearing away the metallic paper. When it was gone, he found himself looking at the back of a canvas painting. His eyes widened as when he turned it over, revealing a beautifully detailed painting of The Fool from a traditional Raider-Waite-Smith Tarot Deck. “Oh, this is beautiful. Thank you.”

“Your welcome,” Alex said with a beaming smile. “I remembered that you said The Fool was one of the most powerful cards in a deck, always at the start of a new journey. I figured that must be how you feel or felt when you started working on your book, so I thought this would be great for your office.”

“I love this,” Carson said before looking around the room. “Where can I put this for now?”

“Set it on the couch. It will be fine.”

“Shall we go?” Carson asked after carefully set the painting down on the couch so that it sat on the center cushion and leaned up against the back of the couch.

“Sure. Where are we headed tonight?”

“My editor suggested a place and got us a table. It’s called SoCal Simmer, it’s a hot pot place.”

“Oh I love that place!” Alex said excitedly. “You have got to try the Sweet Thai Chili broth. It is sooo good.”

“Oh good you’ve had hot pot before then, I haven’t but from what Kelsey told me you order your broth, your meets, seafood, vegetables, and noodles and cook it yourself in the broth at the table. Is that right?”

“Yep,” Alex said before turning to Penny. “Penny, I’ll let you know if you need to be as we discussed earlier.”

“I’ll be waiting to hear from you, Mistress. Have a nice evening.”

Forty-five minutes later, the pair arrived at SoCal Simmer and were shown to their table shortly after they walked in. The layout of the restaurant was very open, with several tables backed into neat rows throughout the center, while booths ranging from small and intimate to large for parties of several people lined the walls. The table that Kelsey, Carson’s editor, had gotten them was a small and intimate booth in the corner directly under one of the seemingly hundreds of red and orange paper lanterns that bathed the restaurant in warm and intimate light. Their table had one warmer for each of them.

“I like the way this place looks,” Carson said as he gazed around the room, taking in the tasteful Asian influenced decor.

“Yeah, and like I said before, the food is so good.”

“Good evening,” a girl who looked to be maybe eighteen or nineteen years old said after coming up to their table. She had shoulder-length light red hair that seemed to glow in the warm lantern light. She wore a black polo shirt with the restaurant’s logo, a pot with wisps of steam rising from it and the name of the restaurant below it, all in golden flowing font. “I’m Cassie, I’ll be taking care of you tonight. Can I start you off with drinks?”

“A glass of red wine, please,” Alex said, glancing up from her menu.

“I’ll have the same,” Carson said with a slight nod.

“Okay, I’ll be right back with those,” Cassie said as she jotted on her notepad and then left the table.

“Any recommendations for an appetizer?” Carson asked as he looked at the appetizer section of the menu.

“The fried oysters.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Alright, two glasses of red wine,” Cassie said as she returned and carefully set the wine down in front of them. “Are we thinking of any appetizers?”

“Yeah, can we get an order of fried oysters, please?” Carson asked before taking a small sip of his wine.

“Absolutely, those will be out in about five minutes.”

“Thank you,” Alex said before taking a sip of wine. “So, can I ask how your book is coming along?”

“It’s coming along. Some days, I find it easier to write than others,” he answered with a shrug.

“So, how did you find this place?”

“One of my artist friends recommended it.”

A few minutes later, Cassie returned with the fried oysters and set the small platter with a dozen fried oysters and a small bowl of oyster sauce between Alex and Carson “Do you know what you want, or do you need a couple of minutes yet?” she asked as she clicked her pen and prepared to write.

“I think I’m good, Alex?”

“I’d like the Sweet Thai Chili broth, with, beef, and lamb, broccoli, tomato, onion, and rice noodles, please.”

“Okay. And for you, sir?”

“Could I get the Sweet Thai Chili broth as well, with lamb, fish fillets, craw fish, calamari, broccoli, tomato, onion, green pepper, and I’d like the rice noodles as well please?”

“I’ll get those right out.” Within minutes, Cassie returned with their broth and placed the pots on the warmers before showing them how to operate them before heading back towards the kitchen. The next time she came to the table, she was pushing a cart with several plates of food on it and set the plates on the table.

Carson quickly looked at the small sheet of instructions taped to the wall by their booth explaining the cooking times and began to place his meet and sea foods into his boiling broth. Alex followed suit, and soon the air was filled with the smell of sweet chilies and garlic.

After their meal, the two made their way back out to Carson’s truck, both full from their meal. “So, will you be staying the night?” Alex asked as Carson opened the passenger door for her.

“I’d love to,” he said before closing the door and circling his truck.

Alex pulled out her phone and sent a simple text to Penny simply reading, “Be ready.”

When the two arrived back at Alex’s home, she took his hand and led him up to her bedroom. When she opened the door, they were greeted by the sight of Penny kneeling on Alex’s bed. She wore only her collar, a black lace garter belt with a small pink silk bow by each of her hips, black silk stockings, and pink six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes, and on her nipples, a set of weighted nipple clamps. On the bed in front of her was a selection of implements, toys, and restraints.

“Welcome home, Mistress, Mister Henning. I await your pleasure,” she said, her voice sounding like a seductive purr.

Carson looked at Alex and smiled. “Your full of surprises tonight,” he laughed.

“Well, we’ve domed Ellie together, I thought it would be fun to dominate Alex together, too.”

“I agree. Please, take the lead,” Carson said as he motioned to Penny. “she is your submissive after all,” he added with a wolfish smile.

Alex smirked at Carson and then turned her attention to Penny. “Stand up and present yourself,” she purred.

Penny stood up and presented herself, hands at her sides, her breasts heaving with anticipation. Alex walked up behind her and slowly ran her fingernails over each of her breasts before tightening the clamps, causing Penny to gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure. “You've been such a good girl, haven't you, pet?"

“Yes, Mistress,” Penny answered, biting back a moan as Alex gently tugged on the slim silver chain connecting the clamps.

“Carson, how should we start? Riding crops? Floggers?”

His eyes moved around the room, taking in Alex’s bedroom, her sanctuary. It fit her to a T. It was a large room that was tastefully decorated in modern angular trends. From the ceiling near the foot of the bed hung a set of leather handcuffs, the insides of which were lined with soft faux fur.

“Well first, I think she should be silenced and blinded,” he said as he picked up a black silk blindfold and a pink ball gag from the bed. “And then,” he said as he held the blindfold and gag in one hand and grabbed the chain the cuffs hung from between his thumb, index, and middle fingers before slowly sliding them down towards the cuffs.

Alex let out a low giggle before placing her hand between Penny’s shoulder blades and giving her a very gentle shove, encouraging the pretty blonde toward Carson. She moved in front of Carson and lowered herself to her knees and opened her mouth, anticipating the gag. Carson carefully pushed the pink rubber ball into her mouth before cinching the strap tight behind her head, and begin careful not to trap any of her long hair in the buckle. He then slipped the blindfold over her eyes and pulled the string to tighten it in place. He then helped her to feet, placed her wrists in the cuffs, and buckled them, leaving her trapped.

“That looks good,” Alex purred as she placed her hands on her hips and looked her prize over. “Now, Carson, what would you like us to do next?” she asked, her voice dripping with desire and anticipation as well as a hint of eagerness.

Carson glanced at the bed, and two light floggers caught his eye. Both were made of soft leather one in black, the oter in red with polished dark wooden handles. He picked one up in each hand, holding each of them just above the handles and offering them to Alex, allowing her to take her pick.

With a quiet laugh of amusement, Alex reached out and gently wrapped her right hand around the handle of the red flogger. "Having a submissive play thing that knows your favorite implements is such a gift," Alex said as she pulled the short supple tendrils taught on her left hand. "Don't you agree?"

"I agree wholeheartedly," he said as he pulled the tendrils of the black flogger taught.

The two looked at one another and gave a silent nod, then both snapped their floggers against the bound, blinded, and gagged blonde’s flesh. Alex’s striking her ass, and Carson’s just below her perky breasts. Penny tilted her head back and moaned into her gag as both her mistress and Carson began to roll their wrists in figure eights as they slowly circled her, making the supple leather tendrils dance across her skin, and leave her unsure where the next delicious teasing sting would land.

"God I fucking love this," Penny thought as even though she was blindfolded, she closed her eyes and focused on the tingling sensation spreading across her skin, and the growing wetness between her legs. She knew from experience that if any of her juices fell to the floor, her mistress would make her clean up the mess she had made with her tongue. The thought of it, only excited Penny more.

As he circled back around to Penny’s front and prepared to send the tendrils of his flogger dancing across the front of her thighs, the wetness between her legs caught his attention. With a smile, he let the flogger clatter to the floor before roughly plunging his index and middle fingers into the wet heat, making Penny moan loudly into her gag. Each time he thrust his fingers in he pressed and wiggled them against her G-spot, and teasing circled her throbbing clit with his thumb. She shifted slightly, trying to get some friction against her sensitive nub.

"Uh-uh-uh," Alex chided her before snapping her flogger hard across er ass, and then grabbing hold of her long hair and pulling it, forcing Penny to tilt her head back. "You're mine and Mister Henning's to play with. You don’t do anything without our permission," she growled in Penny’s ear.

"Rorry, Ishess, rorry, Ishta Enning," Penny mumbled into her gag.

"If you don’t mind," Carson said as he gave a quick tug on the chain of Penny’s nipple clamps, making her wince and whine, "I think Penny is in need of a little discipline."

"I agree. Are there any suggestions?"

Carson smiled as he looked at Alex. "I would love to watch you put her over your lap and give her a good spanking."

"Sounds good to me," Alex said as she removed the gag and blindfold, then released Penny’s wrists from the cuffs. Penny instinctively turned to face Alex and lowered herself to her knees. Alex smirked as she sat on the corner of her bed. "Penny, get me the little paddle from the nightstand and get over my lap."

"Yes, Mistress," Penny said as she stood with well-practiced ease and grace. She made her way to the nightstand and picked up a small wooden paddle that Carson guessed to be a little more than a foot long, an inch wide, and about half an inch thick. Penny handed the paddle to Alex, handle first, then gracefully and without hesitation positioned herself across the brunette’s lap. Carson moved to where he could get a good view of Penny’s ass.

"I just love this paddle," Alex said as she slowly **** the paddle over Penny’s ass, making her quiver in anticipation. "I can really focus on her sit spots, and of course, the backs of her thighs," she added as she tapped the areas in question, making Penny’s body stiffen as she whimpered.

Alex pulled back, then snapped her arm forward, the paddle striking with a surprisingly loud crack against Penny’s sit spots. The reaction was immdiate. "Ow!" Penny cried out as her body stiffened, and she flailed her hands, resting the urge to reach back.

"Keep those hands where they belong," Alex said sternly.

"Yes, Mistress!" Penny shrieked as the paddle landed again, this time against the back of her thighs. Carson watched, his erection becoming more and more uncomfortable as Alex gave Penny a total of twelve hard swats six across her sit spots, and six across the backs of her thighs leaving Penny bruised and in tears.

"Up," Alex said as she finished the punishment.

Penny rose gingerly from Alex's lap. "I'm sorry, Mistress," she said as she dried her eyes.

"I know," Alex said as she stood. "Undress us."

"Yes, Mistress," Penny said before quickly going to her task, first removing all of Alex’s clothes and then Carson’s.

"I was going to have Mister Henning fuck you, but you lost that treat," Alex said as she adjusted a strap-on around her waist. "Instead, Im going to fuck you while you suck his cock, and if you cum before him, he gets to cane you."

"Yes, Mistress, Penny said with eagerness in her voice as she watched Carson lay on her mistress' bed. She crawled onto the bed and took him into her mouth, and began bobbing her head, hollowing her cheeks each time she pulled back. Her moan of pleasure as Alex grabbed her hips and began to roughly fuck her sent shock waves through his body.

Fifteen minutes later, despite his best efforts, Carson was struggling to control his orgasm as he listened to Alex’s moaning from the clit simulator in her harness, and Penny’s muffled moans that vibrated his aching cock. "Fuck," he groaned as he began to cum in the blonde's mouth.

"Good girl, Penny! Cum for me! Cum for me!" Alex shouted as her orgasm hit. The air filled with a mixture of moans, Alex, Carson’s, and Penny’s muffled scream of pleasure, which only intensified Carson’s pleasure.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Carson takes Sparkle for a walk around his estate.

B) Sydney gets some little time.

C) Ellie comes home from the strip club, and gives Carson a private show.

D) Kennedy punishes one of the other girls. Who and why?

E) Something else. What?