Coming January 11!!
It’s a new day and a new game at Rawhide, exclusive BDSM club
You must be invited to play!
Welcome to Rawhide, the high end exclusive dungeon, located in a sprawling Spanish-style house on a tree-shaded lot in northwest San Antonio. They are very picky abut their clientele, both regular members and guests. Reece Halliday and Clint Chavez, partners in Rawhide, have hired a new dungeon master who goes by the name of Reulas. He rings with him a total knowledge of BDSM and a new sophisticated level of guests. The performances have increased in sophistication and there is a waiting list for membership.
And the hottest new attraction? It’s called Cut the Cards. Games are always fun, right?
“Tanner is just back from a tour of duty as a member of a Delta Force team,” Reulas explained.
Ooo-kay. So that explained the ripped body. She wondered if he had any interesting scars. Without realizing it, Kelly licked her lips.
“I picked up a little game while I was in…a different country,” Tanner said. “When I mentioned it to Reulas, it interested him. He suggested giving a little presentation to the members.” His eyes looked her over again. “From everything he told me, I thought you would be an excellent choice for a game partner. You enjoy exhibitionism, right?”
Did a bank have money? Heat sizzled through her at the idea of performing before this crowd with this highly sexual man.
“I do,” she answered. “Can you tell me what the game is about?”
He held out a deck of cards. “Take a look at these. The idea is each partner goes through the deck and removes any position or activity that they absolutely will not do. Then they go through them one at a time.”
“Of course, no one expects to complete the entire selection in one session,” Reulas added. “So each partner picks his or her top three and then they begin.”
Kelly cocked an eyebrow at him. “Your email sounded intriguing, and everyone is always looking for something new. I’m sure that’s why there’s such a big crowd tonight.”
He nodded. “If I’d told them you were going to be part of the performance, we’d have been so crowded the fire marshal might have shut us down.”
“Reulas tells me you are a particular favorite.” Tanner’s voice rolled over her nerves like the electric wand she loved so much, sending sparks along the surface of her skin.
“He’s very kind. But I do my best to please.”
“As a good sub should.” He gave her a penetrating look that pierced all the way to her pussy. Her inner walls clenched, and she had to resist the urge to squeeze her thighs together.
“Why don’t the two of you step into the little alcove over there?” Reulas pointed. “You can select your cards. When you’re ready, I’ll get everyone’s attention and announce the beginning of the performance.”
If Tanner hadn’t come vetted by Reulas, Kelly might have had second thoughts about this. She was very selective with her Doms, but the club owner wouldn’t put her with a man unless he trusted him. Besides, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt such a strong sexual pull, such a desire to do anything and everything with anyone, no restrictions.
She smiled at him and waited for him
to precede her, following him with her head down and hands clasped behind her back, already in her submissive role.
The alcove was barely more than a niche in the wall as it curved back toward the hallway. It contained a café table and two chairs and provided a modicum of privacy for two people to conduct their negotiations away from the crowd. Tanner nodded for her to sit, then opened the deck of cards.
“This is a new game to you,” he told her, “so I would like you to make the first choices.”
She took a deep breath, fanned out the cards, and started turning them over.
