The opening of a new breed of S&M clubs has Jack quickly rearranging his on-call schedule at the hospital. Catering to doctors such as himself, as well as to various other professionals, this new breed of clubs offers Jack the best of both worlds. The thrill of pleasing a demanding master and the power that washes over him while having his own demands and commands obeyed is a combination Jack can never refuse.
This was Jack’s first time at the Dunes, a hot new club downtown. He had come here alone, not wanting anyone at work to know he frequented anything but the finest of establishments. Jack had read about the Dunes and he knew immediately it was the place for him. The Dunes was a submission club, a new breed of S&M clubs that seemed to have sprouted up overnight.
Jack had driven around the block several times before parking his Mercedes in the back. He wouldn’t have stopped if he had noticed any familiar looking vehicles. Jack checked himself in the rearview mirror, locked his car, and tapped three times on the back door of the club, just the way it had been stated on the website.
Jack scampered to the bar like a scared rabbit and took a seat. He was halfway through his first drink when he felt two firm hands grip his shoulders.
Jack tried to turn around but the man held him firm.
The man’s firm hands slid down the front of Jack’s shirt, and Jack felt the man’s hot breath and then his lips on the back of his neck. “What do you want, Jack?”
“Everything, and then some.” It was true. Jack had done everything and he had had everything done to him, and he wanted it that way. He had been on both ends of the S&M chain and he had no real preference. He liked it all.