4. Shelby

SHELBY

Yeah, she looks like a little angel …

I was bummed when Seb called Thomas away. I'd hoped to convince them both to play but whatever happened must have been serious because he never made it back like he said he would. By this point, I'd been dancing and drinking with Kenley for several nights, getting to know her better. Tonight, though, I was stone-cold sober. I wanted to be clear-headed to have this conversation. It's the same reason I'd dragged her to the dance floor first.

I led her to an empty table, both of us soaked in sweat from dancing for so long.

"Stay here, beautiful, and I'll grab us drinks."

"Okay," she answered, her cheeks flushing.

The amount she blushed was fucking adorable. It's like she'd never been complimented before. All the more reason to do it. I ordered a couple of Diet Cokes and brought them back to the table. I grinned at the confused smile on her face.

"I don't know about you," I explained, "but I'm thirsty as fuck. I thought you might want something to actually quench your thirst."

"Umm, sure. Thanks."

"So, I've been having a great time getting to know you."

"So have I, Shelby."

"Have you thought at all about doing a scene with me?"

"I have but I'm not really comfortable doing a public scene right now."

"Okay, I can understand that. What if I got us a private room?"

"Oh, I don't know. I?—"

"You know I've been vetted; you'll be safe. If you're not sure, that's totally fine. There's no pressure at all. I just thought I would mention it so you knew that I was interested."

"I know you've been vetted. We all have but that doesn't make someone trustworthy. No offense!" she rushed to add.

"I agree completely. I'm sure Raven would be happy to vouch for me."

"Wait, you know Raven?"

"I do. I've been friends with her and the guys for years. She's the one who invited me to the club."

"I didn't realize that. Raven has been my friend since almost the moment I came to the club."

"That's because Raven is sweet like that. Hold on, don't take my word for it. I see her right now."

I waved her over, hoping this would change Kenley's mind about playing. I'd be disappointed if it didn't but I was patient. I would wait as long as I had to because I sensed she was worth it. She was going to be someone important in my life, I just knew it. Raven approached the table with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Shelby, Kenley," she greeted. "How are you both?"

"I'm great. I've been dancing with Kenley all night."

"Awesome!"

"Hey, Raven. It's been a minute," Kenley smiled.

"That it has. I didn't realize you knew Shelby."

"I'm just getting to know her. I didn't realize you two were friends."

"We've been friends for probably five years. Since before the kids were born."

"That's quite a long time."

"It is. Listen, girls, I have to run. Kenley, hold onto this one. She's a good egg!"

"Thanks, Raven," I grinned. "See you tomorrow for lunch?"

"Definitely!"

"So, now you know I actually do know her."

I chuckled lightly, happy that Raven had been at the club tonight. It might not have been enough to sway her but it probably went a long way.

"Yes, I do. So, maybe if you're still int?—"

"Yes," I rushed. "Yes, I'm still interested."

It was her time to laugh and I found I liked the sound. I liked that as much as I liked the rest of her. I didn't want to do too much too soon, so I offered the tamest thing I could think of.

"Are you comfortable with a spanking scene? Nothing crazy, bare hand only."

"I would be okay with that."

"Perfect. Wait here and I'll go sign us up for a room."

"I'll be right here," she grinned, excitement filling her features.

I damn near ran to the signup, a little bummed that we would have to wait an hour. I supposed, though, with the club being so busy, we were lucky to get one at all. I walked back to her at a much slower pace.

"We have an hour to wait. Do you feel like dancing some more?"

"Sure, we can do that."

I led her back to the dance floor and pulled her close. She moaned as I ground against her, my leg dragging across her pussy. If I knew nothing else, it was that she was going to be turned on as fuck by the time we got to the room. There would be nothing but the spanking scene tonight. I didn't want to spook her and she seemed very spookable. It had been quite some time since I'd Dommed and I was very excited. She seemed like the perfect sub. I couldn't help but wonder if she'd be open to playing with Thomas too.

All in good time. Don't rush things!

When the hour was up, I took Kenley by the hand and let her to the room, closing the door behind us. She stood shyly in front of it, wringing her hands in front of her. I wondered if maybe she wasn't as ready for this as I'd thought.

"Kenley, you know there's no pressure, right? If you just want to go back out and dance, that's totally fine. I don't want to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

"No," she answered, straightening her spine and dropping her hands to her side. "I want this, it's just been a long time since I last played and even longer since I've played with a Domme."

"We'll take it slow. I use colors for my safe words. Green to keep going, yellow to slow, and if you call red, play stops immediately. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good girl," I answered, smoothing a lock of hair from her face. "Now, skirt off."

She quickly stripped off her skirt and reached for the hem of her shirt.

"No, tonight we're going slow. There's no need for you to be naked."

I knew I'd made the right choice when I saw a small smile. I motioned to the spanking bench and she positioned herself on it. I rubbed light circles on her ass and then brought my hand down gently on her ass. She moaned quietly as I brought my hand down on the other cheek. After a few more times, I bent close to her hair and whispered, "Color?"

"Green," she moaned. "Green, Mistress."

"Good girl," I said, my hand connecting slightly harder with her ass.

I spanked her with increasing force, momentarily stunned when she let out a long, loud scream. My eyes widened and I stopped immediately and asked for her color again. When she moaned green again, I grinned, and glanced down, first taking in the red of her cheeks and then seeing the glistening on the inside of her thighs.

She's turned on as fuck.

When she screamed as I spanked her again, I slapped her right cheek with as much force as I planned to use for this scene. She was panting with each strike and I grinned when her legs stiffened and she screamed out one more time. She looked like a fucking angel when she came but, damn, she screamed like a devil. I rubbed her cheeks gently and then helped her off the bench. Leading her to the couch, I pulled her down with me and her head lolled on my shoulder.

"You were amazing, Kenley," I said, pulling a bottle of water out of the bar fridge and handing it to her.

"Thank you," she answered shyly.

I let her relax a few minutes and catch her breath before I started speaking again.

"How did you feel about that?"

"Honestly, I can't wait to play again. I'm surprised though. I kind of thought you wanted to play with Thomas."

"I would love to play with Thomas. Hell, I would love to play with both of you together."

"Wait, what?" she asked, red blooming on her cheeks.

"I'm a switch, Kenley. I want you both."

"I—I don't think I can do this."

She scrambled to get her skirt back on and dashed from the room. I sat in shock, wondering what the hell had just happened. I half wished I hadn't said anything but I knew I had to. I sighed and quickly disinfected the bench. I nodded to the DM and headed down to the bar.

Maybe she'll change her mind.