A horrific experience when Zoe was just a teenager has left her emotionally scarred and closed off. Tragically, two people very close to her ended up dead, which is exactly how she feels inside most of the time. There is a permanent gloom in her heart that never completely lifts. However, when she is at The Orchard, it lessens just enough to allow her a bit of peace.
Master Luke is intrigued with the black-haired sub with melancholy eyes. He can see that she carries a great burden. He doesn't completely understand why, but he has a deep need to help wounded subs. This has hurt him before, though. His only claimed sub used him in more ways than one.
Does Master Luke want to risk being taken advantage of again for Zoe? Should Zoe let this tattooed Dom into her injured heart?
Zoe rolled up her windows before turning off her car. She had received a message on her phone the day before reminding her that the party started promptly at seven, and that clothes would be provided for her. Her excitement and joy were increasing as she exited her car in The Orchard parking lot. She loved nights that were unexpected.
She was soon in the locker room, heading toward her locker. She expected to see bags out. That is usually what happened on nights when the men planned an outfit for their subs. There were usually bags around the room with names on them. Zoe didn’t see any tonight.
Sherry walked past her just then. “Hey, Sherry. I thought clothes were provided tonight?”
Zoe always kept her uniform in a bag in her trunk, just in case, so she wasn’t nervous yet.
Sherry slowed up and stopped just past Zoe’s locker. “There are. Check your locker.”
“Wait. Someone got in my locker?” Zoe wasn’t really worried about it since she didn’t keep anything of value here, but it was the principle of the thing.
“No, not really.” Sherry smiled at her.
Zoe turned and took a closer look at her locker. The door was closed, the lock locked. Then she spotted the difference. Hanging out of one of the vents at the top of her locker was the end of a silver, magnetic clip. She couldn’t see what was clipped to the other end, but it was in her locker. Someone had fed something into her locker through the slit and then secured it.
“Who put that in there? I thought the Doms weren’t allowed to come into the locker room.”
“During the day, they can do whatever they please.” Sherry’s smile grew wicked before she turned away from Zoe.
Zoe’s own lips curled up into a smirk as she thought about that. What would this place be like during the day when it was empty? That sparked a small idea that she would revisit after tonight’s party. She unlocked her locker and opened it to find out just what was hanging from the top of the door.
“Panties?” Zoe scrunched her nose up as she looked at them.
She had never worn underwear while at The Orchard. Funny. She unclasped the pair of panties and examined them further. They were pale pink with white lace frills over the ass. That wasn’t the most surprising part, however. On the front, off to the left side, a name was embroidered on it, like a nametag.
Zoe turned around looking to see if any other subs had pulled out their “outfits” for the night. A few lockers down, a redhead was opening her locker. Zoe could see a light green pair of panties hanging inside her locker. The other woman pulled them down.
“Excuse me. Can I ask if yours has a nickname on it?”
The other sub lifted the pair up, turning them back and forth before holding them up for Zoe to see. “Mine says Sweetpea. Is that weird?” The other sub chuckled.
“I’m not sure what to think about this.” Zoe held up her pair for the redhead to see.
“Is this it? Just the underwear?”
Another sub stepped up next to the other girl. She was topless. “I think so. All I found were these.” She pointed down to the panties she was wearing. They were cream colored with blue fringe around the edges. Her apparent pet name was Cupcake.
Zoe smirked at her. “Well, I can’t wait to see where these take us.”
Fifteen minutes later, the subs were heading out of the locker room. All of them wore nothing but their panties. It was quite the sight to see a small crowd of young women, topless, in different colored panties, all with nametags.
The crew barely came to a stop before the grand door opened. A very tall, handsome Dom held it open. His eyes slowly slid over every single girl. He was taking his time enjoying the exposed breasts, it seemed.
Some of the girls started to fidget, others stood up straighter. Zoe lowered her head when his stare reached her. She was unsure of how long he looked at her, but after another minute, he spoke to the group.
“Slaves, you know what to do. Enter.”
The subs around Zoe moved, but she waited with her head still down until she thought the area had cleared out some. Finally, she lifted her head and walked toward the door. The Dom was intently taking in each girl as they walked under his nose.
When it was Zoe’s turn, she chanced one look into his eyes. They were winter gray in color and very greedy. His gaze moved from her bare tits up to her eyes. Zoe felt herself blush as a crooked grin lifted his pink lips. She lowered her eyes when he spoke to her.
“In you go, love.”
Zoe’s clit pulsated. She wanted to touch herself so badly, but didn’t. She simply stared up at her Master, waiting for his move. She didn’t wait long.
“Master Luke, I think I’m feeling like an old-fashioned spanking. It’s been awhile since I’ve just straight up spanked a sub.”
“Sounds like as good a plan as any.”
Zoe wanted to turn so she would be able to see who Master Luke was looking at, and how, but again, she refrained. In her mind, she imagined that he was looking down at her with a crooked smile. Her heart fluttered a bit. Why did she care if he was looking at her?
Master Ian made his way over to his bed. Zoe stayed put as he sat down. She heard Master Luke move back to his chair. A funny thought popped into her head then. This would make a great porno. A small smile broke free on her lips. “Pet, crawl over here, and then place that cute ass in the right position.”
Zoe didn’t want to wait another second to be touched by the Dom. Even if the touches were punishments. She turned and started to crawl toward him as Master Luke spoke behind her to his own sub. She wondered how good of a view he was getting just then.
“Little one, I need you on my lap again. Laying and face down now.”
Just as Zoe reached her Master’s feet, she turned her head slightly to watch the blonde slave climbing onto Master Luke’s lap. His expression was greedy. Zoe turned back and looked up at her own Dom. His expression was identical.
A shiver ran down her back and she had to stop herself from shaking. Damn, these men are intense. She tried to be graceful as she climbed up onto his lap, but she wasn’t sure she succeeded. Zoe’s limbs were too jelly-like to really look sexy in their movements. She was beyond ready for her orgasm.
“Ah, sweetie. You feel nervous. Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it as much as I do.” Master Luke’s tone was light as he spoke to Alice.
“Right, and if not, too bad.” Master Ian chuckled just as Zoe came down to rest on his lap.
His black slacks were still open with his cock out. She adjusted herself so his erection was pressed forward a bit. He groaned, and she took the hint, adjusting their bodies again. This time his stiff dick was pressing into her abdomen. It was uncomfortable, but he made no more noises, so she stayed still.
“Gorgeous, sub.” Master Ian rubbed his warm, callused hand over her soft ass.
A quiet moan left Zoe from merely this little bit of skin on skin. Just then, she heard a smack followed closely by a yelp coming from the other side of the room. This only made her hungrier for her Master’s punishment.
Master Ian leaned forward and whispered, “I want you to beg me, pet. Ask me to spank that squirm from your ass.”
Zoe had no problem giving him what he wanted. She needed it. “Master Ian, please.”
“Please, what?” His tone was tense.
“Please, punish me.”
He didn’t answer her with words. A hard swat came down on her ass, and Zoe whimpered. Master Ian hummed in approval as another hard smack came down on her ass. She was concentrating on the burn in her skin when she heard the other sub cry out. It sounded as if Master Luke was being a bit harsher with his spanking. Alice’s noises gave no indication she hated it, though.
Master Ian smacked Zoe’s ass again just as Alice moaned loudly. Zoe turned her attention on the other couple just in time to see Master Luke move on from the spanking. He roughly shoved his fingers into her pussy. Alice’s chest came off her Dom’s lap for a few seconds as she whimpered.
“Holy hell, girl. She’s already coming.” Master Luke looked up at Master Ian, but his gaze soon came down to Zoe.
Master Ian slapped Zoe’s ass one more time, harder than before. Her skin felt like it was on fire as he did another one in rapid succession. Zoe squirmed against her Master’s lap without thinking. Her clit was so sensitive, and begging for any touch.
“Ah, sub. I thought we were exercising that squirm out. I guess you aren’t done, yet.”
Zoe’s eyes flicked up to Master Luke. He had a wicked smile on his face. Just then, two more quick and harsh smacks landed on Zoe’s ass, and she whined loudly. Master Luke’s blue eyes widened as his smile faded a bit. His jaw clenched, and it looked like he was trying to stop himself from standing.
Alice was hanging her head while moaning lightly. She looked sated. Master Luke was still very slowly playing with her pussy, but at this point, it looked like it was more for him than his slave. Zoe’s attention was brought back to her own ass as one more hard spank hit her.
This one was the hardest yet and Zoe lifted herself up off his lap a few inches. She inhaled roughly before letting out a loud moan.
“That’s right, pet. That ass will listen to me.”
She slowly lowered herself back down and clenched her ass cheeks, waiting for the next smack. Instead, it seemed her reward was starting. Master Ian lightly grazed her exposed pussy lips for just a second before plunging two fingers deep into her cunt.
The sensation intensified immediately. The Dom was neither slow, nor gentle, with his finger fucking. Zoe whimpered and felt her orgasm building. Master Ian was a pro, it seemed, because he stopped the in and out of his fingers to focus on her throbbing clit.