Sometime during the demonstration Rylan’s focus narrowed down to only what was happening on the stage. It was as if the only thing his brain was capable of focusing on were the paddles, floggers, restraints, the look of the subs’ flesh, the sounds created and what he imagined they felt. He was acutely aware of Brett’s strong hand holding his, the feel of his muscular arm around Rylan’s back and the heat given off from his body.
His ass was delightfully full and it didn’t take long for him to discover how slight movements sent sparks of pleasure coursing through him. Brett was attentive, caring, and so very masterful, particularly when he led Rylan from the club. He held Rylan’s hand tightly while he unlocked the car and opened the door. Letting go of Rylan’s hand, Brett held him about the
