Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 67

Chapter 67: You Are Making Me To Feel Things

Brianna

Callan guided me further inside than we had gotten to the last time and I saw the fancy people and how they were still mostly dressed here. It was early in the night and he told me he had wanted to come this early to ease me into things, the public sex and nakedness and sex play would be coming. People are just warming up.

I saw a lot of heavy petting and foreplay starting, it can be overwhelming to stand in the middle of that. I was almost unsure if I was supposed to divert my eyes or watch, my shyness would have me snapping my eyes away but then my curiosity would remind me that it is what people are here for. For the adventure and different experience being had in front of a room full with people, he had shown me that back area where there were more private rooms with beds and things like riding crops and stuff I recognized from the movies. It was embarrassing, but that is honestly the only reason why I know what a playroom entails. He laughed when I called this Dante's inferno and the nine circles of hell.

“Are you ready to go upstairs? That is where things get more interesting..” he informed me, I knew there were other floors because he told me so. Was I ready? I think I am.

We took an elevator up to the second floor, already I could sense the difference in the air and there was mood lighting that gave off a hue of red in the room. Things were more displayed here in settings where spotlights highlighted the individual okay areas. The first thing my eyes handed on had them, going wide. If I had to label it, I would call it a sex machine. It was a dildo that was hooked up to this moving vice that is attached to a bench with restraints on them and it is currently in use. A woman was bound to the bench, doggy style with her ass in the air and this thruster device was automatically moving in and out of her. Her partner stood with what looked like a remote in his hand that controlled the speed and movement of this contraption. I have never seen anything like it.

Another machine had stirred up like you had bound a person to spread eagle and use the device to again penetrate a person at their own wishful pace. Beyond that was more sex furniture like ankle spread tables and sex swings. The further we went in and up the floor of the club, the more shocked and silent I was as I watched things I have never seen or knew existed. All being done to multiple strangers all over the room, there was a bdsm special section with cray props that tied people against all kinds of things. These things called bondage cross are for free standing bondage, there were so many contraptions with ropes and cuffs and chains. It was all so much.

“Are you alright? You haven't said a word.” Callan's voice actually jolted me, I whirled around to face him and gave him a sheepish expression.

“This doesn't feel like a place meant for talking.” I whispered.

The majority of noises were moans, people crying out, skin slapping and things of that nature. Looking at strangers get off on being watched or on having their legs tied to their chest while at the mercy of their partners was a lot. Too much to process in just one walk through, we had stopped next to some u-shape padded seats meant to keep your pussy and ass open to the person below you to be able to do things such as rimming or oral pleasure. They just shove their head right under there.

“Why don't we just go back downstairs and look at the more tame areas?” He suggested.

My eyes wandered to a couple who were both groaning together. The woman was tied up in knots and she couldn't move in the slightest, the man had been making her cum repeatedly with a vibrator which had her hollering out in pleasure and maybe even a little bit of pain. She had nipple clamps and now the man was finally thrusting inside her and grabbing her throat. His head was thrown back but when he felt my eyes on him, he turned his head and smirked at me while pounding into her. My spine straightened, this weirdly felt like his eye contact had somehow involved me in their act of sex. Callan put his arm around my waist and pulled me away from the man without a word. When he brought me back to the tamest room, he stopped us in front of a spanking bench and instead had us watch that. A girl was bent over and the man was rubbing her ass cheeks before striking her.

“Why don't you want me to watch other stuff?” I asked.

“I just don't want to overwhelm you.” He shrugged.

“What have you participated in?” I asked, he side eyed me but said nothing. I turned to face him instead of the spanking that was happening.

“Tell me,” I pressed.

“I am not talking about this with you.”

“Why not.” I stepped in front of him again when he turned slightly away from me.

His eyes took in the sight of my tight dress and grit his teeth.

“Because seeing you in this atmosphere is already doing things to me.” He swiped his hand down his jaw, those sexy inked hands.

“Why? Are you picturing me here?” I looked back over to the couple who was now receiving a finger fucking while being spanked.

“Yes,” he replied through a tight jaw. I swallowed at the idea of it being me there with his fingers inside me.

When his hand went down and shifted his pants, I realized the huge bulge that was straining the fabric. He had a rock solid erection, I could tell. I hadn't noticed it before because I was so shocked to see people suspended from contraptions and sex machines that ran on motors and whips and clamps and mouth gags. I even saw much older people participating in the swinging going on in the dimly lit corner. A man was masterbating not far from us as he watched a gay couple in the middle of a sex play. I took a closer step to Callan which made him roll his shoulders back.

“I didn't realize you liked to watch, I didn't even realize you were affected.” I said softly.

“With you in front of me, how the fúck couldn't I be?” He replied.

His hands couldn't help themselves, they came up to my waist and ran down to my hips.

“I have been picturing you in every one of these positions since the second we stepped in the door.” His jaw was tight. He was trying to restrain himself, that same thrill shot through me. It was intoxicating to me.

“If I ever tried any of this, would you like to watch?” I asked, his eyes blazed in a fire that wasn't just lust.

“I wouldn't let you.” His tone became clipped.

“Right, because you don't want others to look at me.”

I remembered our previous conversation of him trying to control who I do or don't see. He surprised me when the hands on my hips rounded to my ass and he pulled me flushed against him.

“I would shut down the entire club and have you on every single one of these pieces of furniture.” He practically growled into my ear.

I shivered, knowing he could do that, this is his club and he could bring me here when it is empty and have his way with me, but be won't. My hands ran up to his chest and I reveled in the feeling of being pressed against him. The leather made a sound when his hand fisted some of my fleshy ass, he cursed under his breath and was about to pull away from me but I grabbed his jacket and kept him there.

“Brianna?” He warned as he always does.

I took his wrist and brought his hands back up to my ass again, his nostrils flared but he didn't remove his hand this time. Instead, he brought his face down into the crook of my neck and lingered there. He was technically doing anything but my body was still heated until my pussy was noticeably wet. His nose brushed down my jaw and his face lingered closer to my pushed up breast. He licked his lips when he looked at them.

“You have no idea what things I am thinking about doing to you right now.” His voice came out in a deep rumble.

His words made me clenched my thighs, one hand came up and with his thumb, he brushed over the swell of my breast before removing himself from being against me. I was disappointed but we got interrupted, a man and woman approached us and eyed us from head to toe.

“You guys are a beautiful couple.” The woman complimented us, I didn't know what to say but thank you.