A Wife's Desire: His Only Option Ch 2
Mitch eyes an intriguing woman who seems out of place at the bondage club and imagines guiding her into submission ... until he sees her ring finger
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Mitchell Stryker soaked up the ambiance filling the room, with the bikini-clad female dancers and male dancer in thong and tight ass moving in rhythm. Beneath the micro-fabric, their hips swayed.
The guy’s erection showed through his briefs while he bent and moved with the ladies who were swaying and tossing their hair and shaking their breasts and asses. The guy stood behind and in front going through grinding motions.
Every decadent beat filled Mitchell with deep emotions, making him long to hold, touch, and grab. He ran a hand through his locks of brown, wavy hair and tried to suppress his disappointment that he was empty-handed.
On the main stage, his friend Lance, a highly skilled dominant, cracked a flogger on the platform and the submissive dropped to her knees in obedience.
Murmurs moved through the crowd as the woman undid her bra, sat straight, and laced her fingers behind her head. She looked forward and took Lance’s skilled flogging over her breasts while the dancers deepened their gyrations.
With each strike of the flogger she cried out, “Thank you, Sir. May I have another?”
The dynamic was intoxicating.
Mitchell had thought about skipping the evening. His own submissive, Lauren, had asked for release a few weeks earlier and after days of negotiating, he had granted her desire to break free.
A woman watching the scene caught Mitchell’s attention. Sleek in a tight dress and heels that enhanced the curves of her ass with an inviting ponytail. She was new and after the performance on stage ended, he eyed her movements and noticed that no one came to her side.
Was she alone?
His breath caught and heart skipped while she watched another couple using wrist restraints and tied along the wall. It was the couple who ran a catering company, Steve and Jen.
Mitchell studied the lady’s movements and how she seemed entranced by Steve slowly stripping Jen, binding her naked to an overhead bar and attaching restraints. He paced around his wife while the woman backed away and moved gracefully from couples playing on bondage beds and watching others grinding on the dance floor.
It struck him that she seemed like a curiosity seeker and looked completely unattached. His eyes wouldn’t let go and he made his way to her side.
