21. Connected Chains

Chapter Twenty-One

CONNECTED CHAINS

I nside the nightclub, most of the decor that had once screamed strippers and poles had been removed. The stages also had disappeared, except for the one designated for the DJ in the corner.

Along the walls were extensive lines of sofa-like seating with royal blue velvet cushions. Spaced out every couple of feet were small tables placed in front of it. Hung up throughout the space were framed photos of various kinky toys that included everything from your standard BDSM accessories to things a little more… adventurous, peculiar, and unusual.

The lighting was expectedly dim but was accented with the cool glow of blue lights placed around the seating areas, walkways, and bar. A curtain of thick metal chains hung in the entryway that divided the main area of the club where all the drinking and dancing happened to the hallway that led to the private rooms.

An evening of exclusive access to those rooms was available for a hefty fee. All of the photographs of toys and accessories on the walls of the main club area were made available for use and play. At your own risk and pleasure, of course.

Gage was standing in front of the industrial-looking bar, meeting with his extra security adds before the club officially opened up for everyone to file inside. It was the same crew of friends he had met at the diner around the corner a few nights back. Jax, Devon, Isaiah, and Hunter were all gathered in a loose circle.

Adjusting his earpiece, Jax looked at Gage. "I'll be doing rounds at all the points of entry to make sure there's only one way in here and one way out."

Hunter nodded and reassured Gage that they all had a plan in place, "Don't worry, Vlad. Someone will have eyes on her at all times."

While Devon began to reiterate some of the other minor details of the specific security measures in place, Isaiah smacked his arm several times with the back of his hand.

"Holy… fuck… Dude!" Isaiah's mouth was left hanging open as he stared at the front door.

Devon finally stopped speaking long enough to see what the hell Isaiah was gawking at. When his eyes followed the line of sight, he was also rendered speechless.

Turning his head to see what everyone was distracted by, Hunter raised both of his brows. "Is that…Joey? Your brother?"

Layne and Joey had just entered, being allowed to pass by the dedicated bouncer at the door. Joey's arm was wrapped around her waist, possessively keeping her close to his side. The two of them chatted between themselves as they drifted further into the club.

Isaiah, being the immature one of the group, chuckled. "Oh, man! You've got to be shitting me! You're banging your brother's wife, Vlad!?"

Gage's eyes narrowed. "Say that a little fuckin' louder why don't you?"

It was Hunter who smacked Isaiah on the back of the head so that Gage didn't have to. "Why don't you ever shut up instead of saying stupid ass things?" He shook his head in annoyance.

To say it was a shock to all of them to see Joey there was an understatement, and that was without knowing the unique circumstances between the three of them.

Layne's eyes were drawn to the sight of Gage standing with several men all dressed in your typical black security attire. It wasn't the crew standing around him that captured her attention, her eyes were fully focused on Gage.

The way Gage wore his black suit made her realize that she didn't see him dressed up nearly enough. A dark red shirt underneath the jacket complimented the same crimson red of her dress that she wore. Each cut of fabric hugged his bulky muscles, reminding her just how much strength he packed when he wasn't tenderly taking care of her.

Leaving Joey's side and crossing the room, Layne came up to Gage and smiled. "We made it."

Only a step behind her, Joey added, "Barely." He had a massive grin drawn over his face, still reeling from the blowjob he had gotten on the way there.

Locking his hands on her hips, Gage drew her up to him as his espresso hues admired the sight of her. "Damn." He let out a breath as he allowed himself to soak in every detail of how she showed up looking like a delicious goddess at his disposal.

Lowering his head, Gage slowly worked his mouth over hers making sure she knew how much he approved of her arriving here looking like a snack he could quickly devour. A hand came up to her face, gently cradling her cheek as his tongue dove into her mouth ready to get a head start on dessert.

Finally relinquishing her lips before he ended up bending her over the bar, he looked over at Joey. "Why the hell do you look so happy?"

Joey shrugged with a smirk, trying to remain casual about it. "It was a nice drive over here." His hand subtly dropped to adjust his cock that wanted to stiffen up at the replay in his head.

That got him a stern look shot from Layne as she looked over her shoulder. " Nice ?" It had been a phenomenal blowjob in her opinion.

Jax cleared his throat, drawing attention to the fact that he and the rest of the guys were still standing there. "We good here?" He looked at Gage for confirmation.

Gage nodded. "Yeah, we're good. The doors should be opening up in about ten minutes."

Fist-bumping a couple of the guys as they dispersed, Gage fully turned to Layne, lifting his hands to hold her face. "You have no idea how excited I am for tonight. I want everyone to know you're mine." He dragged a finger down her throat, tracing over the gold necklace she always wore–his collar that she refused to take off.

Smiling, he stole another kiss from her deliciously swollen lips.

The club music was blasting throughout the entirety of Cassidy's Chains. The bass could be felt through your chest and down into the floor. Everyone was packed onto the dance floor, dancing and having a good time. The drinks were flowing freely as every person seemed to be living carefree.

All the guests were dressed fully in black as the invitation had dictated, except for Layne and Gage. It made it easier to spot Layne from a distance through the crowded space. Not that Joey or Gage allowed her to get more than an arm's length from either of them.

Letting his brother have the majority of the time with their girl, Joey mostly kept an eye on things happening inside the nightclub. Hell if he was going to let an evening out get ruined by fucking Liam and the war campaign he was on against Layne.

Despite Joey's giving them space, it didn't mean he and Gage hadn't pinned Layne between them during a dance or two. They let her feel both their cocks press against her like steel rods while both their hands explored her scantily clad body with the beat of the music driving each movement.

Gage had ditched his jacket early on, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows exposing the corded muscles of his forearms. His tattoos sprawled up his arms until they disappeared under his shirt.

Layne had been pleasantly surprised to see a pair of black suspenders leading over the tops of his shoulders and down over the front of his chest. There was just something about the way the stretchy straps clung to his upper body that had her wanting to climb him like a tree.

She finished off the cocktail in her hand, having worked up to a solid buzz. Leaving the glass on a table, her hands grabbed Gage by his suspenders and pulled him back onto the dance floor with her. Layne's hips swayed to the beat of the music as she led him into the center of the crowd.

As she began to dance, she kept her body close up against him. The look in her eyes let him know that no one else in the club existed except him. Seductively, her lithe body rubbed up against him as the music seemed to pulse throughout her moves.

Gage's hand slid onto the back of her neck while the other slowly ran down her back towards the swell of her ass. His body moved with hers while he leaned over and began to drag his mouth over the side of her neck where there was already the light taste of perspiration against her skin.

His hand glided onto her ass and gripped it possessively as he pulled her tighter against him. The roughness of his hand grabbing her sent a shock ofarousal between her thighs as they continued their sensual dance together. Neither of them gave a fuck who saw them behaving like a couple of horny teenagers on the dance floor.

Layne purred in approval as she felt the hard press of Gage's cock against the front of her lower stomach. Arousal was already soaking her panties, leaving her craving more of him. Her hips pressed up against him letting him know just how much she needed him.

He continued to grind his dick against her, letting her ache for him a little longer with a playful smirk. Gage kissed his way up to her ear, speaking into it, "Baby, are you ready to take my dick while I fuck your pussy?"

Her hands grabbed the front of his shirt, balling up the fabric in her hands. Moaning out quietly as he whispered to her, she nodded her head. "Yes, please." Layne's breaths were already heavy between her burning desire and her dance movements there with him.

Giving one last squeeze of her ass, he released it so he could grab hold of her hand. "I have a surprise, c'mon."

Layne lightly bit into her lower lip in excitement as Gage tugged her along with him, leading them off the dance floor. They walked through the curtain of metal chains, entering the blue-lit hallway with various doors.

He brought her to one nearly at the very end of the hallway which had a reserved sign on it. Gage pushed the door open and allowed her to enter first.

Inside the private room was a very similar decor as the rest of the club, there was a small velvet loveseat and a table just big enough for a couple of beverages. Music from the club played from a speaker in the ceiling, adding to the ambiance. The room was cast into a warm glow from a few strategically placed red lights. The most notable item in there was the large x-frame in the corner.

Locking the door behind them for privacy, Gage spoke up from behind her, "I told you I was going to get you on my St. Andrew's cross."

She barely had enough time to take in the sight of the piece of equipment with its wrist and ankle straps before his hands snatched her by her hips and spun her around to face him.

Gage's finger came up under her chin to angle it up so he could look into those hypnotizing green pools of hers. He grinned and gave his command, "On your knees for me."

Layne had an intense ache between her thighs for him and now seeing him shift into his dominating side had her wanting to leap right onto him. She lowered herself down onto her knees in front of him, never breaking eye contact.

He slid the straps of his suspenders off, letting them hang down at his sides as he began unbuttoning his dress shirt. All the while he stared down at the beauty kneeling at his feet.

"Do you want to be fucked on my cross, Lucky Charm?" He yanked the bottom of his shirt out from his pants before removing it entirely from his upper body.

With her hands resting on top of her bare thighs, she spoke up with a breathy voice, "Yes, Sir." Her eyes watched as he bared his chest to her, his silver Roman legion necklace hanging down between his pecs.

He tossed his shirt over onto the sofa to his right. "Such a good girl, always wanting my cock," he praised.

Gage stood staring down at Layne, admiring the view as each breath she took had her breasts pushing against the neckline of her dress. "You know how hard my cock has been for you all night? I've been dying to get you in here. I was going to wait until the party was over, but then you had to go rub against me like you wanted to be fucked in the middle of the dance floor. I damn near bent you over and pounded into you for everyone to see."

Placing a finger under her chin, he bent over with a mischievous grin while appreciating the sight of her needy body waiting for him. "And you would have let your Daddy do it, isn't that right baby?"

Layne was getting antsy just thinking about it, shifting her position there on the floor. Her knees parted slightly as her hand began to slide up the inside of her thigh towards her center. "Yes. I need you, Gage. Please." Her eyes were saturated with the need for the pleasure she knew he could give her.

He squatted and grabbed both of her wrists, making sure she didn't have a chance to touch herself. Pulling her up onto her feet, he clicked his tongue at her in disappointment. "Baby, you know you aren't allowed to touch yourself without my permission. You weren't thinking about doing that, were you?"

She whimpered and it was music to his ears to hear how much she craved him. Her hands were in small fists as he held them up in front of her.

Swallowing hard, trying to get past the neediness in her voice, she begged him again. The intensity for which she had to have him nearly made her voice waver. "I'm so wet, I want your cock so badly right now."

Chuckling, he leaned in and gave her a delicate kiss. "Baby, you're going to need to do better than that." He backed her up until they were at the cross. His hands turned her so she was facing it. With ease he latched each wrist cuff onto her, leaving both hands raised above her head.

Gage left her ankles unrestrained for the time being. His hands dropped to the bottom of her dress and yanked it up so that it was bunched up around her waist, leaving her round and firm ass exposed to him. His fingers hooked onto the sides of her thong and slid it down her legs until it was removed entirely.

As he stood, he ran his large hands over the backs of her thighs. Layne shivered in anticipation as she pushed her hips back towards him.

Fully enjoying seeing her like this, Gage smiled before his palm smacked down hard on her ass. The contact left a red mark on her fair skin that had his cock twitching in excitement.

"Tell me what you want." He began to undo his pants, no longer able to stand the way his dick was struggling against the confines of his pants.

"I want to be fucked by my Daddy. I want your cock showing me that I'm all yours." She squirmed while standing there, unable to move her hands as she felt her arousal beginning to creep down from her core.

Gage pushed his boxers down on his hips so his decorated cock sprang out. Layne wasn't the only one who was leaking, a clear liquid dripped from the tip of his cock. "Mmm, that's what I like to hear."

He stepped up behind her, his hand burying itself in her hair as he tipped her head back so he could see her face. "Baby, I'm going to make you feel so good tonight. I want the whole damn club to hear you."

Her lips parted slightly as she felt every part of her body yearning for him. Using just the rounded head of his cock, he rubbed it along her crease. With a tremble in her voice, she moaned out only to have it devolve into a whimper again when he moved his dick away from her body.

"Fuck! Please!" She was pretty sure this was torture as she stood there being taunted and teased by him.

Letting go of her hair, he smiled and dropped onto a knee behind her. He finally locked her ankles into the soft cuffs attached to the bottom of the X.

"Be careful what you ask for, baby. Don't you dare come until my cock is in you, do you understand?"

Layne was quick to nod if it meant that she was going to finally be able to feel the pleasure he was withholding from her.

Another swat landed on her ass, echoing across the room. "You know the rules, I need to hear that you understand." His palm gently rubbed over the area he just struck, easing away the sting across her ass cheek.

She winced lightly as the spank landed. "Yes, Sir."

"Good girl." His hand lightly patted her ass in approval.

Gage's hand dropped between her legs, his fingers stroking over her wet slit. Finding her clit, he massaged a few circles over it before running his fingers back to the entrance of her cunt.

Two fingers pushed into her nice and slow until the silver rings on his fingers were just barely inside of her. He groaned feeling how turned on she was for him.

"Fuck!" She moaned out, finally getting the first run of pleasure through her veins. Layne's head dipped back as she gave herself over to the feeling.

His fingers pulled out of her before sliding in just as slowly as they had before. This time he leaned over and pressed his lips to the back of her bare shoulder. His breath was warm against her skin as he murmured to her. "Does your Daddy know how to take care of you?"

She moaned out again, this time trying to push her hips down onto his fingers. "You always know how to make me feel so damn good."

"Mmhmm. Would I ever let my cock near any other woman?" He lightly bit the top of her shoulder.

Layne shook her head. "No."

"That doesn't sound like you're very convinced, baby." He plunged his fingers into her again, still keeping things at a slow and drawn-out pace.

Each breath she took was getting a little heavier while his fingers stroked inside of her. Struggling to concentrate with his fingers working her, she responded through a moan, "No, you're all mine. You only want me and there isn't any other woman who gets to wear your collar except me."

Gage brushed her hair away from the back of her neck and laid several kisses over her shamrock and luck tattoo. "That's right, baby. You're my Lucky Charm, and you'll always have me and my swords. I would suffer every horrible and unimaginable form of torture if it meant being with you."

Being satisfied with her response, he rewarded her with his fingers moving more quickly inside of her.

She moaned out, her tight walls wrapping around his digits. The sensations began to grow sharply with each movement he made. Feeling her release approaching she tensed up, trying to keep it at bay. "You're getting me close." Layne squeezed her eyes tightly to aid her control over her body.

Deviously, he smirked and slid a third finger into her. "Better not come or else you're not going to get this hard cock that is waiting for your hot little pussy." He rubbed his dick against the inside of her thigh just to see how tightly she could hold on.

Her body was beginning to shake as she pulled on the restraints keeping her limbs still. She cried out her next moan in a mix of pleasure and frustration in trying not to let herself cave. "I want to come! Please!"

Just when she thought she wasn't going to be able to take much more, Gage pulled his fingers out of her. She let out a sigh of relief that she could catch her breath. Her body began to relax as the edge of her orgasm began to distance itself slowly.

Gage grasped her hips with his hands after lining up his cock at her entrance. He sank his length into her slowly, wanting to bask in the way her body tightened around him until he was up to the hilt inside her.

"Fuck, baby. Your cunt takes me so well every damn time." He groaned into her ear.

Layne nearly melted against the cross the second he pushed himself into her. Her moan was full of satisfaction as he stretched her walls to accommodate his size.

He drew his hips back and shoved his cock back into her again, this time a little more forcefully. "You did so fucking well following directions. My little brat is finally learning that she gets rewarded when she does what her Daddy says, huh?"

Each movement he made had her unraveling at the seams. Waves of pleasure began filling her body, all coming from the way his cock made itself fit inside her pussy. "God, yes!"

Finding himself struggling with his urges, he grinded up against her ass, burying his cock even further into her. He panted as he rocked his hips forward, fucking her a little faster and a little harder.

She began to gasp for air as each thrust into her body spurred a jolt of pleasure that was ready to overflow. Being locked between him and the frame, she found herself unable to escape the mounting tensions in her body. "Ah! I'm gonna come!"

Gage slammed his cock into her, groaning as he feverishly began to chase after both of their releases. "Fucking come for me. I want my cock soaked by all of you." He continued to hammer himself in a frantic rhythm into her.

Her body locked up around him as she screamed out, pulling hard at each of the cuffs around her wrists as she came. Layne could barely draw in any oxygen between each shout of ecstasy.

Feeling her pussy squeeze onto his dick like it was a goddamn boa constrictor, he growled out a moan. Gage continued to fuck her through her orgasm, making sure he kept her in an intense and hazy state of bliss.

"Mmm, this pussy of yours is gonna get loaded with my cum soon, baby. Are you ready for it?"

She wasn't even sure that she was in a full state of awareness as she gave a weak nod. Breathlessly, she answered, "I want to be filled with your cum. Fuck, please."

With a shudder, Gage drove his cock hard into her as he roared out like a feral beast. His release struck, his dick pulsing as his seed fired out of the tip and into her well-fucked cunt.

He collapsed against the back of her, trying to catch his breath while inhaling the sweet scent of her body. "Jesus-fucking-Christ…"

Layne moaned quietly in agreement.

After taking a moment to regain himself, Gage reached up and unlatched her wrists, freeing them from the top of the cross. Pulling out of her, he made sure to do the same with her ankles, always keeping a hand on her to keep her steady.

He glanced up at her body while freeing her legs from the restraints and smirked. The sight of his cum was already beginning to leak out of her swollen cunt. "Damn, I could stare at you like this all fucking day."

She looked behind her at him with a sated smile. "You'll never hear me complain."

Gage swiped a line of the white liquid off her thigh with his fingers then shoved them both back in her pussy with a smile. "My cum needs to stay right where it belongs." He winked at her.