Shuttered Truth

Dónal

It was 5pm and I was due to meet Leona to have her sign the contract and NDA that was standard for all staff at the club and I realized I was actually nervous. Ryan had told us about his kiss with her when he'd bumped into her at the graveyard and once we'd gotten past the camera struggle, it seemed she was attracted to us too, but was she strictly a one man woman or...?

A knock on the office door brought me out of my thoughts and when she stepped inside I stayed seated so as not to reveal the bulge in my pants just at the thought of her being near.

"I'm a bit early, I know, but I'm excited to get going on this project." She plopped into the same chair as last time and crossed her legs. It seemed she'd decided to totally forget about how we'd treated her over the cameras and I was glad.

Today she wore a woolen dress. High neck, long sleeves, skirt to above the knee, thick tights and ankle boots. It revealed nothing and yet was so sexy because the soft material hugged her breasts, hips and thighs molding her figure beautifully.

"I'm glad you're enthusiastic. The contract is pretty standard." I slid her copy across the desk with a pen and she picked up the stapled pages and settled back into her seat.

I'd never been so enthralled to watch someone read before.

"Have I got food on my face, or something?" she asked with a slight laugh. "You're staring."

"Of course I am," I replied without thinking and she frowned.

"Why, of course?"

"Oh come on, Lee. You have to know how beautiful you are. A man given the opportunity to drink you in is going to stare."

"But I can't concentrate on the contract when you're looking at me as if I'm your next meal."

An image of her lying across the desk with that dress crumpled up around her waist, her boot clad feet dangling over my shoulders as I ate her pussy assailed me and it must have shown on my face.

"Dónal Vincenzi... Stop that," she ordered and I laughed.

I shrugged in true Italian fashion.

"Stop what, little lioness? Ok, ok I won't look at you."

I pulled out my phone and began to scroll. All of my attention was still on her but this seemed to allow her the space she needed to concentrate. After about five minutes she picked up the pen and signed the contract. She balked a little at the NDA, but when she understood that everyone signed one and so no-one could speak about what they saw or who they met at the club, it seemed to sit better and she signed that too.

The pregnant silence stretched between us until it was too much to bear.

"I kissed Ryan... ," she suddenly blurted. "I didn't mean to but we'd shared some time in the graveyard and he told me about Callie and he helped bury my grandfather's ashes and we were sharing our grief and it just happened."

"Lee, take a breath...it's ok...I know...he told us."

"He told you?"

"We tell each other everything but especially when we know we're all attracted to the same woman."

"You are?"

"What? You haven't noticed that we walk funny when we're around you?"

She frowned, lost for a moment and then understanding landed and her lips formed an 'o'.

I stood up and slowly moved around the desk towards her. Her gaze dropped to the straining material around my zipper, but as I reached her she stood up. The top of her head bumped into my chin and she stepped back, stumbling a little. I reached out and grabbed her elbow pulling her closer to stop her from falling.

My other hand wrapped around the back of her neck. I tugged gently and she tilted her face up towards me. We stilled, centimeters apart, her breath warm across my face.

"Oh fuck... ," she whispered and then she sought out my mouth with hers and her hands cupped my face as our tongues dueled. Her fingers ran up my cheeks and onto my shaved head. She purred into my mouth.

I slid one hand down her back and onto her backside pulling her up onto her toes. My knee parted her thighs and she gyrated against me. The need to stay in the kiss was overridden by the need to breathe. We parted only enough to press our foreheads together.

She moved her hands to my chest and slid the tips of her fingers inside my open necked shirt. Her nails skimmed my nipple and I shuddered.

Jesus.

She dipped her head and when I tilted it back up her cheeks were pink. It was now my new mission to make world travelled, thirty year old Leona Roach blush at least once a day.

My phone pinged with a message and I could guess it was my brothers becoming impatient.

"We're having dinner now here at the club with the staff. Since you're officially on the pay-roll you are invited."

"I'll have to re-do my makeup."

She rubbed lipstick off my lips with her thumb and I sucked its tip.

"No time, I'm afraid."

"Really?"

"Yes, but also I want my brothers to see you. Ryan might have taken the first kiss but I've had one too now."

"Are you trying to make them jealous because I won't be the prize in some dick measuring contest?"

"We don't compete, Lee, we encourage and incentivize. Besides our dicks are all the same size, give or take."

She slapped my chest and I leaned back.

"Please tell me you haven't actually measured them?" she asked with a laugh, probably thinking I was joking when I shrugged but let's face it men are pigs sometimes.

I convinced Lee to go straight to the dinner, that was laid out on a long table on the dancefloor, without freshening up.

"Holy fuck..." Fionn was eyeballing his phone and I guessed he was probably playing back the security footage from the day looking for anything out of the ordinary.

He showed his phone to Ryan. When they approached Leona, Ryan gave her cheek a chaste welcome kiss, but Fionn stepped in close and clasped either side of her face.

"What?" she asked gazing into his green eyes. When he glanced to me and Ryan she sighed.

"Oh I get it, your brothers have had their kisses...you want yours?"

"Well, it's either that or your first orgasm," Fionn stated, not keeping his voice down.

"Fucking hell. Shut the fuck up...I don't even know half the people here. We can talk about your first later."

Her eyes flashed with anger and if my cock didn't die from lack of blood flow it was so wedged into my trousers it would be miracle.

"I think you've just had your first spat."

Fionn didn't let her go, however, even when she pushed against his chest and tried to turn her head away. It was easy to tell that her struggles were only half-hearted.

"Keep fighting, baby...I love a good hate kiss," Fionn challenged and something snapped. She stretched up onto her toes and fisted his long blonde hair into her hands. She pulled his head forward and crashed her lips against his. They both growled and sparred and both came away with lips red and swollen.

"Looks like our little lioness has a roar of her own," I quipped as they broke apart, chests heaving, eyes sparking. Fuck that was hot.

We had three couples working for us as Dominants and submissives and so I introduced Leona to them.

Weston and Jessica were long time BDSM partners but only recently romantic partners.

"Get the fuck out of here, you're not Leona Roach," Jessica declared and Lee laughed.

"Wes, Leona fucking Roach." She flapped the back of her hand against his chest but he stared blankly back.

"She's the one from that documentary. She takes down this dick of a director on the set of a porn movie," Jessica announced and Lee winced as all heads turned towards her.

"You've worked on porn movies?" Ryan asked and she shook her head.

"No. I worked on a documentary that went behind the scenes of one porn movie. We witnessed a director putting undue pressure on his performers to do things beyond their comfort level and I called him out on it."

"The bastard was threatening them with blacklisting but now he's blacklisted himself," Jessica added. "Thanks to Leona."

The introductions to Gary and David and Jacinta and Linda were more sedate.

We all sat down and Leona had been placed between me and Ryan with Fionn opposite her.

"So this dinner is also to try out the chef's menu. We're going to offer our members high quality food so they can have play and then dinner or dinner and dancing and so on," Ryan explained.

"Don't hold back with your opinions...I'm sure Marco can take it."

Marco, our chef, brought the first course out himself and talked us through the upcoming courses.

"Do you have your menu printed yet?" Leona asked.

"No it's still in the design stages and we've yet to get it all up onto the website also," I replied.

"We should include photos and video of the kitchen in the marketing. I could also photograph the dishes for the website menu. People often respond more to visuals than descriptions when it comes to food."

"That's a great idea. Wow, you're already earning your keep," Ryan gibed.

We ate in silence for a while, the food being that good.

"So since all of you are BDSM practitioners what would you look for in a club if you were looking for one on the internet?" Leona asked the group.

"That they take safety seriously, first and above all else," Linda replied.

"And to show that we have footage of the monitors doing their rounds and calling out any misbehavior, yeh?" Leona suggested and we agreed.

"You've been doing some homework, have you?" Fionn asked and she smiled.

"What else did you find when you put in BDSM in the search bar I wonder?"

She leaned across the table and tapped the side of his nose with her fork.

"That's for me to know and you to never find out. What else?"

"That there's training available for young people joining the lifestyle," Gary commented and Lee looked to the three of us.

"You'd be good at that, Fionn," she said, chewing on the melt in the mouth steak Chef had served.

"Me?"

"The way you talked me through those sensations yesterday it really helped me to understand some of the nuances involved."

"Actually, all three of you would make great instructors," Jacinta chimed in and I frowned.

"You could make some great instructional videos for the website, pay per view and in time some live demonstrations here at the club," Weston added.

"And with world renowned photojournalist, Leona Roach behind the camera...?" Jessica asked and I had to admit there was an appeal there.

"Why don't you try something now?" David suggested quietly. "Give Leona a feel for what we do but also what it's like to experience it. I'm sure it would inform her camera work."

All heads turned to David and then to Lee. This had to be her call.

"Eh...what would...? I can't believe I'm even considering this." She blew out a breath.

Jessica, Linda and David had a quick conference at the other end of the table.

"How about some very light bondage and over the clothes spanking?" Jessica suggested.

Ryan and Fionn sat back and gestured to me.

"That's your domain, D," Fionn said and I looked to Lee.

"You don't have to. There's no pressure."

"I'm going to say yes but be prepared for me to chicken out..." She laughed and I gave her a smile.

Thirty minutes later we were all set up in the impact play room. Lee had agreed to leather wrist and ankle cuffs and being restrained to the spanking bench. She'd set up two static cameras. One side on and one from the back. She'd ensured that neither of our faces would be in the shots. We sat on one of the couches out of shot to discuss the scene but the cameras were recording already.

"This is what I propose. For this purpose your safe word which is a complete stop and do not resume, is 'red'."

"So if I say 'red' you'll stop and release me and we won't do anything more, correct?" she asked and I nodded.

"You'll be on this spanking bench with your wrists and ankles restrained. I'll begin by giving you six spanks in sets of two, one to each cheek. After those I'll check for your status. 'Green' means we can do more, 'Amber' means you'd like a break but after that we'll do more. The top total of spanks for today is twenty."

"If I give a 'green' signal can I specify how many more spanks I think I'd like?" she asked and I tilted my head to the side. It wasn't my usual way of doing things. There was usually some element of surprise for the submissive.

"I'll say yes but your number will only be a suggestion that I may or may not adhere to but ultimately you can call a status at any time and I will honor it...you have my word."

"Trust. It's all about trust, right?"

"Yes, for both of us. I am trusting you to let yourself be pushed a little but never beyond your limits and you are trusting me to observe, listen and honor your choices unless you seem to be putting yourself or me at risk."

"Are you ready to begin?"

She nodded and stood up and I took her hand and led her to the spanking bench. I helped her climb onto it which was a little tricky with all of her clothes still in place. I gave her time to settle. Without words I lifted her wrist and she nodded and so I clipped it to the bench and followed with the other three cuffs. She tested them and her breathing became a little labored. I stood near her head and stroked her hair.

"It's ok, you're completely safe."

She took a deep breath and relaxed. The sound of the door to the observation room closing alerted me to the fact that everyone else had gathered in there to watch.

"You have an audience...is that ok?" I asked and she looked where I was pointing.

"Oh...eh...yes I guess."

"You can rest your cheek here and look the other way if that helps," I suggested, patting the soft leather cushioned center of the bench. She tried it and sighed.

"We'll begin. Six spanks, sets of two."

I smoothed down her dress over her pert ass and she wriggled slightly. Nothing was on display and yet the slight glimpse of her thighs, even covered in dark tights at the end of the dress was tempting and sexy. I stood to one side but close so that I could spank evenly.

The only sound in the room was my hand landing on her flesh and her puffed out breaths which by the sixth spank became quiet cries.

I rubbed my hand over her cheeks and wished I could see the impact to her skin. Not only was it pretty to see it turn pink but it was also a good guide for me to know when I was nearing her limits.

"So little lioness, what's your color and give me a number?" I asked.

There was a pause and she squirmed slightly on the bench.

"Green...six...please."

Shit, that 'please' had my cock twitching in my pants even more than 'sir' usually did.

I rubbed her ass cheeks.

I increased the impact of my spanks a little and so she cried out from the beginning. By the fourth she had come up off her elbows onto her hands and her back sloped down from her raised head towards me. She glanced over her shoulder and bit her lip.

"No heroics, little lioness," I instructed.

"Amber..." She puffed out a breath and lay down. I came around to her head and hunkered down. She turned to look at me and tears stood in her eyes but she was smiling.

"You're doing so well. Take your time," I crooned as I stroked her hair and down along her spine. She shivered.

"Color?"

"Green."

"We'll go in twos. Give me a color after each second spank, understood?"

"Yes."

We managed another six which was sixteen but she didn't give me a color so I paused.

"No...I'm done...red."

She came up off her elbows and I quickly moved in to release the cuffs and help her climb down. I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and she leaned into me hooking her arms around my waist. I kissed the top of her head and she gave a little laugh.

"That was..." She seemed to search for an appropriate word. "Stimulating. Thank you."

She stretched up and planted a chaste kiss on my cheek that almost made my knees weak.

The door to the room opened and Jacinta, Jessica and Linda stepped inside.

"Usually I would offer you after care as your Dominant but in this instance maybe you'd be more comfortable talking with the girls."

She nodded and I released her and they moved her to the couch.

It took all of my willpower to walk out the door and leave her with them but they knew what she needed from both sides, Jacinta being a Dom and the others being subs. Before I'd even stepped away from the door the sounds of their laughs drifted out.

Later that night when everyone was gone and we'd made sure Lee was safely back in her flat we settled into Ryan's office.

"Any news from Pavel?" I asked and Ryan rubbed his face with his hands.

"We think the serial killer is probably in the country but without a solid identification it's all guess work at this stage."

"Well at least we have a way of being with her beyond working hours." I hadn't mentioned this possibility before but seeing that we were obviously attracted to Lee and she to us it seemed like the perfect solution.

"What do you mean?" Fionn asked raising his head from his phone and his endless reviews of the security footage.

"We start dating her...all three of us...if she's willing of course."

My brothers went silent.

"What? It's not like we haven't shared before and this way one of us can legitimately be around almost all the time."

"And we have yet one more secret between us," Ryan said softly.

"If those secrets keep her alive then I'm all for them."

As soon as the words left my mouth I wanted to take them back. I knew that Ryan had taken full responsibility already for failing Callie.

Ryan swiveled his chair and grabbed a bottle of whiskey splashing some into a glass. He knocked it back in one gulp and slammed the glass down.

"Ry...I didn't mean...you know we don't blame you and she wouldn't either."

He stalked to the window and stared out into the softly lit back garden.

"You're right," he stated without looking at me. "We do whatever it takes to keep her safe even if it might mean she gets emotionally hurt, at least she'll be alive."

A sharp knock on the door heralded the arrival of Pavel.

"Good, you're all here. We've had two sightings of a man watching Miss Roach. One at the graveyard and one here. Fionn, bring up the front camera feed, yesterday around noon."

Fionn tapped on his phone and then an image appeared on the large TV screen on the far wall.

"We think that's him." Pavel walked to the TV and pointed to a man standing in a shop doorway across from the club. He was unremarkable in every way and therefore the perfect candidate. Average height, maybe in his fifties, his physique was hard to distinguish under a winter coat.

"I showed him to our team and one of them remembers seeing him at the graveyard just like Miss Roach said. I'm working on getting a name but it's likely he'd be using aliases."

"Ok, that settles it. We're playing this your way, Dónal. As and from tomorrow Lee's not out of our sight whether we're with her in person or watching remotely we need eyes on her. Pavel, carve out a detail of men that can watch her when she's not here or we're not with her."