They parked in the back of the club. The back entrance had access to Flynn’s office and the chambers without having to walk through the bar area.

Zansi’s nerves tensed as Flynn unlocked the door. He set her bag down and turned to her and picked her up.

“It’s not the threshold of our home, but it is a threshold,” he said smiling.

Zansi’s heart broke a little. He was so sweet to her. What would he say if he knew her heart was involved, that she wasn’t pretending?

She smiled up at him as he proceeded to the chamber.

I have a surprise for you,” Flynn whispered.

They came to a door and Flynn set her and her bag down. He fished his keys out of his dress slacks and unlocked the door. He picked her and her bag back up and proceeded into the room.

Zansi was speechless as she gazed around the room. It was dimly lit and white. Everything from the satin sheets to the cuffs attached to the bed, were white.

“The new Bridal Chamber. You will be its first bride,” Flynn announced proudly.

He set her down and Zansi let her eyes continue to wander around the room. Along the wall was all the usual S&M paraphernalia, flogs, paddles, rope, cuffs, straps, leg spreaders, and many things she had no idea what they were used for. The bed was the biggest she had ever seen with majestic white posts on all four sides with cuffs and metal notches to attach other things to. There was a living room area with a white leather couch and loveseat. A door that she assumed was the bathroom and a small kitchenette. At the foot of the bed, a large table had been set up with a variety of food as well as a beautiful wedding cake.

Finally, her eyes met Flynn’s. “You did this all for tonight?”

Flynn took her hands in his. “Z, this is your scene, your wedding night, fake or not. I don’t think you understand how much what you’re doing for me, and Alice means to me. I’m assuming you still want to softly explore what Club Bliss can do for you. I think this chamber can help with that. It will help countless others as well. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of a Bridal Chamber before. A chamber where a new husband and wife, usually metaphorically speaking, can explore each other and discover what they love.”

His referring to her as Z let Zansi know they were in the scene and not reality. Somehow that was freeing for her. Her shyness and anxiety lessened as she prepared to play a part. It excited her.

“Well, husband, I must prepare myself for my wedding night, if you will excuse me,” she said looking at him coquettishly.

He held her gaze for a moment before he smiled. “Of course, take all the time you need.”

With a slightly shaky hand, Zansi picked up her bag and walked to the bathroom. She turned the light on and what she saw took her breath away. It was the most glorious bathroom she had ever seen. There was an enormous round whirlpool bathtub located at the far end of the bathroom surrounded by mirrors. An open tiled shower beside the tub also had full length mirrors. Zansi looked up and saw an elegant chandelier hanging in the middle of the room. Just like the Chamber, everything was white with gold fixtures.

Zansi smiled. She felt like a princess, which is what a bride was supposed to feel like. Flynn was a genius at what he did. It was no surprise he was as successful as he was.

Taking a deep breath, she opened her bag and fished out her special bridal outfit.

***

Flynn had undressed and was wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs. He popped the cork on the champagne and poured them each a glass. He looked over the spread of food he had catered. There was lobster meat with melted butter, chocolate covered strawberries, and an elaborate charcuterie board. For the wedding cake he had guessed red velvet.

He had just picked up the champagne flutes when the bathroom door opened, and his fucking world exploded.

Zansi stood in the doorway with a low cut, white-lace bra, a white-lace thong, and white stockings with a white garter securing them. And on her feet were black stilettos. Holy fucking Christ. He’d never seen anything so sexy in his life.

Flynn swallowed hard. “Jesus, Z, you take my breath away.”

She smiled shyly and walked slowly toward him.

He thought his legs were going to buckle. He was hard a steel friggin’ pipe.

He swallowed hard again and handed her a champagne flute.

“To your wedding night scene. May it live up to all your fantasies,” Flynn said, raising his glass.

Zansi raised her glass. “It already has,” she whispered and clinked his glass.

“Here’s what I propose, but tell me if that’s not what you want to do, because it’s your scene, Z. I propose we sit on the bed and you let me feed you. I bet you haven’t eaten all day. And, after we eat, I will blindfold you and the scene will really begin.”

Zansi thought about it for a moment before she smiled and nodded. “I am starving,” she said, “but not just for food.”

Holy fucking shit. He was going to come in his shorts.

***

The butterflies in Zansi’s belly were flapping wildly. She was so excited she could hardly stand it. When she had opened the bathroom door and saw Flynn standing there in nothing but his boxers, it made her lightheaded with need. She loved the fact that he never tried to hide the fact that he was aroused.

Adele played softly in the background.

Flynn sat on the bed with her back to his chest and her head resting on his shoulder. He used his fingers and fed her lobster after he had dipped it in melted butter. After every bite, he would kiss her breathless. When butter dripped on her chin, he licked it off.

In between bites, Flynn lightly skated his fingers across her breasts and her belly. He would stop just above her thong. She desperately wanted his fingers to go lower.

He fed her a strawberry and after she took a bite, he finished it and kissed her deeply.

“Z, you know all you have to do is ask for something if you want it. You’re not a submissive and I’m not your dom. I want you to learn to tell me what you want.”

Zansi’s heart was beating out of her chest. It went against her very nature to be assertive. “I … I don’t want to eat anymore,” she said softly.

Flynn smiled. Thank fuck.

He reached behind him and retrieved the blindfold.

“I want you to climb to the top of the bed and lay on your back,” He instructed.

Zansi crawled up the bed and lay in the middle, on her back.

Flynn crawled up her body and straddled her as he put the blindfold on her. He splayed her hair around her. He then picked up one hand and fastened it with a soft, cushioned cuff that was attached to the bedpost with a small chain. He did the same with her other hand.

“You’re the most beautiful goddamn bride I have ever seen, Z,” he growled in her ear.

Before she could reply, his mouth was on hers. His tongue was sending shivers of desire racing through her.

He broke the kiss suddenly. “What’s your safe word, Z,” he asked, panting.

Her brain was fuzzy, but she managed to say, “Yellow.”

Flynn kissed down her neck and nuzzled her there. It felt wonderful. He then proceeded lower until she could feel his hot breath on her lace bra. He gently bit her hard nipple causing her to gasp.

“So fucking sexy. Do you like making me want you so bad, Z? Do you want to know how many times I jacked off this week thinking about fucking you?”

It was like a punch in the gut, the surge of need was so strong from his dirty words. She was panting and soaking wet.

“Oh, god, Master Flynn …”

She heard Flynn chuckle. He unhooked her bra, exposing her breasts. The anticipation of his mouth was almost too much.

Finally, his mouth descended, and he sucked hard, lashing the hard nipple with his tongue.

“I’m learning a lot about you, Z. You like it when I tell you what you make me do, don’t you? Well, my palm is fucking raw, babe. But we’re going to rectify that tonight, aren’t we? I’m going to fuck you so hard; you’re going to scream my name.”

Zansi couldn’t lie still. Her need was growing desperate.

She felt Flynn get off the bed and she wanted to weep. But suddenly he pulled her right leg out wide and fastened a soft cuff around her ankle. He did the same with the other foot. Her legs were now spread wide and she hand never felt so vulnerable and exposed.

Zansi felt his hot breath on her pussy and she moaned loudly. Flynn began to lick her like an ice cream cone over her thong. She was right on the edge.

“This is what I needed, Z. I needed your sweet pussy.”

He pressed his tongue hard against her lips.

“Master Flynn, I need more, I’m going to come.”

She felt him kiss her pussy over her thong and get off the bed. “I know, babe. I know what you need.”

She could hear him at the bedside table and then he was at her ear.

“I’m going to put some nipple clamps on you, Z. They will enhance the pleasure. If it gets too much, tell me and I’ll remove them. I think you will like them,” he whispered, kissing her deeply.

The first one pinched but instead of hurting, it made the throb between her legs deeper. He fastened the other with the same result. They must have been attached by a chain because she felt the cold chain on her ribs.

Flynn kissed her and as he began to explore her mouth with his tongue. His fingers did the same as he slipped them under her thong.

She moaned into the kiss.

“So fucking wet, Z,” he moaned right back.

He stroked her gently at first before he dipped a finger inside of her and she cried out. It was like a bomb detonating. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Just that brief touch inside her sent her over the edge.

“Ah, that’s my girl, Z. That’s what you need isn’t it. How many times did you masturbate this week, in anticipation of tonight? Mmmm?” he asked, adding a second finger, and starting to finger fuck her slowly.

“Oh … Master Flynn … a lot … oh god that feels so good.”

His kiss was surprisingly gentle.

“Oh, Z, you’re so wet. Come for me again babe, and you will feel my tongue where my fingers are.”

And that did it. She came again, making the chains from the cuffs clank against the bedpost loudly.

Flynn slipped his fingers out of her slowly. She heard him suck on the digits and moan.

“So fucking sweet. I need to taste you so bad, Z. I need it more than I need to breathe right at the goddamn moment.”

She felt her thong rip.

“I’ll buy you more, Babe,” he whispered as his tongue sliced into her.

“Oh my god,” she cried out.

She had never felt anything so intense before. He was licking and sucking mercilessly. At one point, he reached up and jiggled the chain that held the nipple clamps. The surge of intensity was too much, and it sent her into orbit screaming his name over and over.

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