Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

... take care of everything. Massaging and relaxing my worn out muscles.

Then Master Bailey came and took my sleepy, robed, bleary-eyed self, back to his office. I sank onto the couch and into his arms.

I don't know quite how Master Bailey got his timing so perfect, but he was always there for the subs after a play session. I know there are only four rooms so no more than four subs on site on any night, he didn't host group events, but even so, it was a juggling act.

Some people chatted about their experience, others sit and contemplate, some cry it out. I tended more towards crying, but tonight I felt slightly numb.

There wasn't anything creepy in Master Bailey's relationship with the subs. We trusted him to take care of us, and he did.

"Are you okay, Armenia?"

I nodded, curled on the couch, my head on a cushion on his lap, eyes closed as he gently stroked my hair. "It was really intense," I admitted. Then after a pause, "It was the best, ever."

"Everyone seems to like him very much. But you were in there a long time, over two and a half hours. And you're the first sub he's fucked."

"Really?" I was pleased.

"Did he follow proper procedure?"

"Yes, Master Bailey. And he checked with me lots, and was," my voice broke and I swallowed, feeling Master Bailey's hand pause. "I've never had such an intense, ruthless session. But he was also kind. He comforted me a couple of times, gave me a little break."

Master Bailey relaxed. "I see. Hmmm, unusual. No ...

... wonder your emotions are in a spin."

I nodded again and let myself rest for a while. I didn't trust myself to talk too much. I had to protect David.

"What's the time?" I asked a little later.

"Five to midnight."

I pushed myself up, "I should go. Thank you, Master Bailey."

He cupped my face and squinted at me, "Are you sure you're okay? The car won't turn into a pumpkin you know. You've been very quiet."

I smiled at his joke. "I'm fine. I'm really, really tired."

He considered for another moment and then nodded, satisfied. "I'll call the car."

He had already opened my locker so I pulled on my clothes quickly. Truth be told, I would have stayed longer. At some point my emotions would overwhelm me and I was safe with Master Bailey when that happened. But I was worried about David.

I left the office and Master Bailey walked me quickly out the back door and into the car. He never let subs get a cab home. His driver took everyone. Those two knew everyone's secrets, but I would trust them with my life.

Twenty minutes later we pulled up outside my building. I slipped from the car, thanking the driver when he passed me the small care package. Grateful that he waited until I was inside the lobby before driving off.

Too tired for the stairs, I headed for the elevator and came face to face with David as soon as the doors pinged open.

"There you are," he looked frantic.

"Sorry. I'm sorry, I had to rest a while, and I didn't want Master Bailey to get ...