Daddys Here To Stay

Clubbin

Noah's P.O.V-

Watching Harper sleep was one of my favorite things to do. She was so beautiful.

Her plump lips were shaped in an 'O' form and her brows furrowed for a moment.

"Noah.... don't go...."

The words made me frown. She often talked in her sleep and this wasn't the first time she had said my name.

But it obviously wasn't a good dream this time.

I decided it was time to wake her up and remind her that I was still here and that I wasn't going anywhere.

"Baby girl..." I gently shook her shoulders and her eyes immediately opened.

"Oh my God... Noah."

She bolted up, her arms wrapping around my neck. I returned the intensity of her hold on me, pressing my lips to her neck.

"What were you dreaming about baby? What happened?"

She grew quiet and I knew she was embarrassed by it.

"You can always tell me anything, you know that."

"You... you left me..."

I growled softly against her skin making her jump.

"Where did I go, my love?"

"With another woman."

I pulled back so I could place my forehead against hers and look her in the eyes. She tried to look away but I scolded her for it.

"You know it was just a nightmare right? I'm not going anywhere, EVER. Understood?"

She nodded against my head and bit her lip.

"Where were we when I left you?" I had my suspicions but I needed her to confirm them for me.

"The club..."

I knew that bringing up my past and suggesting going to a b**m club might fill her head with worries.

"We're not going."

Her expression suddenly turned panicked and she let out a whimper. "But I WANT to go. Please Noah. Let me do this for you."

For me?

"Why does the thought of not going have you so worked up?"

Again she grew silent for a few moments.

"I know you miss it... I want to experience this with you.

Harpers P.O.V-

"Harper..."

Great. The use of my actual name. He was being very serious now.

"I want to learn about how you used to be..."

"What those other women and I had is nothing compared to what you and I have, my love. The things I used to do..."

Jealousy. God, it was ugly. It flared hotly inside of my soul.

"Do that stuff to me."

"No."

I growled, startling us both and broke free from his hold to get off of the bed. I continued to the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

I locked it but of course Noah could still get in and he did.

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him roughly.

His hand gripped the front of my throat lightly, while his arm pressed against my belly, holding me still, he slid his other hand into my pajama shorts and quickly thrusted three of his thick, long fingers into my wet heat.

I cried out loudly, my head falling back onto his shoulder.

"I used to take ALL of my anger out on those women, baby girl. They were like punching bags for me. That's why I was such a 'popular' dominant. The women that came to me got off on the pain. They wanted it badly. It worked out perfectly. My anger was much worse back then. It's why I started taking submissives. It was actually the ONLY thing that calmed me down."

He was pumping his fingers deep into me. His pace was slow but he was moving them roughly causing me to squirm.

I felt his mouth at my ear and he bit my lobe hard causing me to cry out. "Therapy did nothing for me. I even tried boxing, working out, running etcetera... none of it helped. But taking it out on women who only wanted to please me, it was like a drug to me."

I cried out loudly as my òrgasm washed over me but he continued thrusting.

"I was a monster, little girl. Do you understand?"

He twirled me around, removing his fingers, making me watch him clean my juices from them with his mouth.

This man was so fùcking hot. I could only imagine what it was like for the women he was with back then. The things he did to them... how many times he made them cùm...

"I want you to hurt me, daddy..."

I watched his jaw clench hard and I could hear his teeth grinding. His pupils dilated and I looked down to see the large bulge in his pants. There was a wet stain as well....

He was really turned on.

"I don't think you know what you're asking of me."

"I know exactly what I'm asking. Please... please take me there and play with me..."

Both of his hands flew out. One gripping the back of my neck, the other my throat. This time he held a little tighter and I yelped.

"I guarantee you don't. But saying 'no' to you is pretty much impossible for me." Well, we both felt the same about that word... "You might regret it, my love. I don't want you to be scared of me. I need you to remember how much I love you and how much you mean to me."

I nodded frantically as he pulled me to him and his lips crashed down on mine. He kissed me like I was his oxygen before pulling back to let me breathe properly again.

"Go take a shower. I'm going to prepare a bag and we'll leave in an hour."

He gave my forehead one last kiss and me a small smile before he left the bathroom and shut the door.

I stood there for a moment, a bit shocked. He was really nervous about this.

No matter what happened, I would never be afraid of Noah. I was asking for this. I wanted him to have an incredible release. He always worked so hard and he deserved this.

Whatever he had pent up inside, I wanted him to take it all out on me.

Just like old times.

After I got out of the shower, I got dressed in casual black skinnies with a black and white striped oversized sweater. I finished off my outfit with black converse and left my hair down. It was still wet and I just ran a brush through it.

When I met Noah in the kitchen, he was typing away on his laptop, glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He immediately looked up and me and let out a soft chuckle.

"What?"

"I can't wait to dress you in your outfit at the club. I have a room reserved for us. No one is allowed inside of it but you and I. You will dress in this outfit there and change into the clothes you are wearing now before we come back home. No one is to see you in the clothing I have for you but me, understand?"

I nodded at him, fiddling with the ends of my sleeves.

He noticed and it caused him to chuckle softly again before he closed his computer.

"Alright. It's time to go."

"No food?"

He pulled me to him and pressed a soft kiss against my hair. "No food. You shouldn't eat before you workout. I don't want you getting nauseous. I will feed you when we're done."

Oh. Shít.

Noah grabbed us both of our jackets and hats before grabbing his big, black bag and we were heading to the garage and getting in to the car.

I couldn't deny that I was nervous but I was excited as hell.

Noah kept his hand on my thigh the entire ride, squeezing it tightly now and then. Every time I would jump a little it would make him laugh. He was siking me out, I was already on the edge about going to the club.

He loved making me nervous. I loved when he did.

We ended up somewhere deep in the middle of the city and the parking lot of the club was underground. At first I thought we were in a parking garage. Although there were plenty of cars, it wasn't packed to the brim and every single car was sleek looking. Meaning, only rich people went here.

Noah got out first with the big bag slung over his shoulders and came around to open my door for me.

As I got out and he locked the car, he pulled me close to his side as he wrapped his arm around mine. "Do not make direct eye contact with anyone unless I say it's ok. Keep your eyes down on your feet. I'll guide you to the room, understood?"

I felt my panties dampen at the companding tone he used.

Dom Noah was very present now.

"Ok."

We began to walk and he gave me a sharp slap on the àss. I yelped and he growled.

"The answer is, yes sir."

I swallowed hard.

"Yes, s-sir."

"No stuttering, little one."

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl."

Damn. The green eyed monster reared its ugly head inside of me as I thought of all the women he had ever bossed around.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

They better all stay the hell away from him tonight. Since I had to keep my eyes to the floor I wouldn't be able to see anyone eyeing him up. That was for the best.

We entered an elevator and began to move upwards to level 2. As soon as the doors opened again, we were greeted by a dark hallway, only dimly lit by small little blue lamps along the wall.

When we reached the door at the end, Noah pressed a little button beside of it.

And just like in a movie, a little slot opened up in the center of the door and I saw eyes looking out at us. Noah reached into his jacket pocket and slipped a little black card inside.

Seconds later, the door opened and we were led inside by a very buff looking man, dressed all in black.

"Eyes down, little one."

I simply nodded and he held me tighter against his side.

It smelt like cologne, leather and alcohol. Those were the first smells I recognized as I watched my converse move across the dark floor.

It was as dark as it was in the hallway. I could hear soft chatter all around us. People were laughing gently and I heard... moans as well.

I felt my belly muscles clench at the thought of Noah roughing me up. I was growing more aroused by the minute and I just wanted to be naked underneath of him now.

"Master Carter." The voice was feminine and sounded like a sensual purr. Everything in me told me to look up but I didn't.

"Ariel. Good to see you."

"I never thought you'd come back. I'm surprised to see you... and who's this?"

"My fiance. I was invited."

"Is she your submissive, Noah? I never thought you'd marry one. I'm surprised she can handle you."

Calm down Harper. Calm the fùck down. Do NOT look up.

"No, we are only here for a visit. Lorelli invited me. And this is my fiance Ariel, I respect her more than I have anyone in my entire life. She is my world. If you will please excuse us."

She didn't have a response for what he had to say and I couldn't help but smile smugly. She definitely wasn't expecting him to respond that way at all and I loved it.

We walked a little farther and then stopped again.

"Is the red master suite ready?"

"Yes sir. No one ever uses it. They know it's off limits."

"I haven't been around for years. Why isn't it being used?"

The man that had answered Noah paused. "Sir... everyone knows it belongs to you, no one would dare."

Noah just scoffed and I heard jingling. Keys.

From the moment we walked in here and that Ariel woman said she thought that Noah would 'never come back' I knew he had been here before. He had left that part out when he was talking about the club.

As we walked again, I felt the warmth of bodies around us. I could only imagine how we looked. I wonder if everyone here knew who Noah was. I would be surprised if they didn't.

We stopped in front of another door and Noah quickly unlocked it to let us inside.

"You can look up now, baby."

I turned to watch him lock the door. And then I was taking in the huge, red lit room. The walls were dark red, the lighting was tinted red and candles burned around the entire large, lavish suite.

There was a large king bed in the middle, covered in black silk sheets.

I couldn't name half of the things that I was seeing. A place to... cuff someone and hang them up was off to the side. There was also a place directly on the wall for wrists and ankles. I swallowed hard.

There were drawers with tools.... toys... whatever you wanted to call them. I noticed a rack with different kinds of whips and my stomach felt hollow. The best thing in the room was the fire place that was crackling peacefully. I kept my eyes on the moving flame, trying to even out my breathing.

"You've... y-you've been here before?"

I felt Noah's hand under my chin as he turned me to meet his gaze. "I used to own it. I opened it."

I couldn't help but gasp. "Why did you give it up?"

"I didn't want it anymore. I found you."

I was silent, feeling confused.

"The last time I was here was right before I came to your moms house to bring you home with me for the first time. When I realized how I felt about you, I decided to give the club up to Lorelli. Yes, I gave up my dom roll a while ago but I would visit the club every now and then to have fun."

"Do any of your old submissives still come here?"

"They do. But they have new doms. It doesn't matter anyway, you are all that matters to me anymore Harper, you know that."

"W-why do I have to keep my eyes down?"

He growled, gripping the back of my neck. "Because it gets other doms off, it intrigues them, makes them want to go after you... and I didn't want you to see the way everyone looks at me."

I KNEW IT.

"And looks at you. If I saw a dom make eye contact with you I would have gone bat shít crazy."

He grinned devilishly.

He pulled my face close to his and I felt his breath on my lips. "Go into the bathroom and change. Now."

He pulled out a white lace outfit that was folded up and patted my butt in the right direction.

I grinned and did what he asked me to.

As soon as I was naked I slipped on the simple white number. A tiny, see through, white lace little robe that tied into a bow with silk piece. No underwear, no bra. I was surprised to say the least. I thought I would have some erotic, crazy looking lingerie with a garter belt.

As I walked out of the bathroom, I felt my nípples harden.

Noah greeted me immediately. When I caught site of the black leather pants that hung low on his hips, I was pretty sure I drooled a little bit. That was all that he was wearing and he looked so damn good, he was making it hard for me to breathe as I looked at him.

He chuckled, obviously seeing my expression. "Go sit on the bed, little one."

"Yes, sir." He liked the way I answered him, rewarding me with a soft kiss to the lips as we walked over together.

"Lay on your back."

I did as he instructed, watching him pull the black bag from the floor to sit beside me.

What he pulled out next had my heart hammering.

I had seen stuff like this before. The collar and leash is what stood out the most. But he ignored that and went for what looked like a ball gag with a strap.

Oh my God. He was going to gag me.

He lifted it for me to see, a smirk on his face.

"You know how much I LOVE to hear you scream, cry and beg. But tonight I'm doing what you asked. I'm giving you what you want and although you'll be given a safe word that will make everything stop if you are COMPLETELY DONE. Unable to handle what I do and need me to stop. But you will scream... for different reasons. I know you can scream loud and I don't want to get distracted and stop on my own. You wanted, angry Dom Noah so you're going to get him. Do you understand little girl?"

"Yes... sir." I had to force the words out of my mouth. My nervousness grew.

I understood what he was saying. If something really caused me pain and I screamed loud enough, Noah would stop. So he was gagging me so he wouldn't stop.

I asked for this so he was giving it to me.

"Before I put this on, you need to choose a word that you will say if you ABSOLUTELY can't take it anymore. If you are too uncomfortable. If you REALLY want me to stop. What word will that be, baby girl?"

This was really happening.

Noah was my dom in this moment and he was going to really show me who he was and what he liked.

I wracked my brain for a word.

"Mercy."

This made him grin wide.

"Perfect, baby."

He was placing the white strap around my head and the ball into my mouth as he buckled it in place.

Four more white buckle looking things were removed from the bag and he was binding me to the bed posts.

His eyes scanned my bound body and he licked his lips.

And then his hands slowly began to untie my tiny, white robe. Why did he even have me put it on, it was so useless. I think he just wanted to see me in it. It was pretty not going to lie.

My body shivered under his intense stare as his eyes scanned every inch of me until he was looking at my wet folds. He growled possesivly, causing my body to twitch.

He wasn't moving, just staring. I'm sure he loved seeing me like this. What was he going to do first? I was dying to know and I moaned passed the ball in my mouth. This caused him to chuckle.

He trailed the tip of a single finger up my leg. His touch was gentle and barely there. And then it stopped right at the edge of my inner thigh. I groaned, the sound muffled again by the gag.

I kept my eyes on him as he stood up and walked over to the drawers beside the bed.

HOLY HELL. I knew what they were. He took out NÏPPLE CLAMPS. I was going to dieeeee.

Our eyes met as he leaned down over me and circled one of my hard nubs with the metal of a clamp. Oh God, oh fùck....OH HELL. What have I gotten myself into!?

"I won't make them too tight. But I want you to have the constant stimulation. It will increase the pleasure of everything else I'm going to do to you."

He placed my nípple between the two metal pieces and began to twist the little knob thing. The two pieces of metal began to clamp down on the hard nub and I whimpered. Our eyes met for a moment before he twisted it again.... and again and then stopped. "Tight enough."

The pressure was intense but just the right intense that I could handle it.

As soon as my other nípple was trapped between the metal he got up from the bed.

Before he walked away, he tugged on the little chain that connected both of the clamps and I whimpered louder around the gag as the feeling of the metal squeezing my nípples intensified.

He did it again, licking his lips as he pulled another whimper from my throat. "Mmm just like that, little girl. I love hearing your whimpers. Do you like how they feel on your cute, little nípples? Do you like when I pull this?" He pulled the chain again and my back arched.

"Fùck, Harper you're so fùcking sexy, little girl."

Daddy Noah was about to take over.

"You're my sexy little girl." He leaned down to lick my nípple around the clamp and I felt my arousal drip down my legs. I was so damn wet. He knew how sensitive my nïpples were and he was fully exploiting that fact.

Finally he got up from the bed and headed to the wrack that held whips of all sizes, shapes and material.

Lucky for me, he chose a smaller one, made of plain leather.

As he walked back over to me, I noticed that he had opened the top of his pants. He was straining wickedly against the material. I wanted him to take them off. I wanted him naked.

"Remember your safe word, little one." I nodded so he knew I understood.

The next moment, he was pulling the whip back and it fell on the inside of my thigh. I screamed, the gag muffling the noise very well.

Again he pulled it back to whip my other thigh.

"I'm not going to warn you everytime I do something. I'm just going to do what I want with you, understood?"

Again I nodded.

"By the time I finished with all my subs, they were bleeding, bruised and red."

This time the whip landed across my clít. If my scream wasn't muffled it would have been deafening.

I watched as he held the whip out and ran his tongue along the material. Then he was staring between my legs again.

He groaned deep in his throat.

The whip landed on the side of my brèast at the same time he tugged on the chain.

"I wonder how long you will last, my beautiful, little girl. When you will say 'Mercy.' Huh?" Another slap to my brèast, another tug.

The whimper that came from my throat didn't sound like much. And it made him belly laugh.

"You love to test your daddy. You think I'll go easy on you because of who you are? Is that why you aren't scared?"

I shook my head frantically as he dropped the whip and crawled onto the bed, stopping just above my leaking core.

I watched him bring his hand down and trace his finger tip up my wet slit.

"The things I want to do to you..." His voice was a low growl and I barely made out the words.

I noticed he was biting his lip hard and it made my stomach muscles clench tightly when I noticed he made himself bleed.

I provoked the beast.

"What should I do to you? Hmmm little girl?

Our eyes connected again and he licked the blood away from the corner of his mouth before walking away from the bed again.

When he came back from a different side of the room I couldn't see what he had in his hand. He tucked it into his pocket before he came to stand beside my head.

Without warning he was blind folding me with the white eye mask from the kit.

Not being able to see made me more nervous.

I wanted him to fùck me so bad. But I knew that wouldn't happen right away. That's not what this was about.

With another tug to my nípples, his hands made their way down my belly. He was strapping something around my legs and waist.

I had no idea what it was... until he turned it on.

Another scream ripped from my throat and was muffled by the gag.

Something vibrated against my clít.

In a matter of seconds I was cùmming. Still it vibrated. At a very fast pace making my body break out into an intense sweat.

"O-AH!" I tried yelling out his name around the ball in my mouth making him laugh again.

The sensitivity was overwhelming, making it hard to breathe.

He made no move to take it off of me as I pulled on my restraints and thrashed around against them.

I could feel Noah's eyes on me as the little device continued to stimulate the hell out of my clít.

"Mmmmhmm fùck yes. How does that feel baby girl? You like that?" He tugged on my clamp chain and I tried to scream again.

"That's five." He chuckled. He knew when my body would release.

I've never been constantly stimulated like this and it was painfully pleasurable.

My skin slipped on the sheets as I thrashed against bindings.

"That's it. I want to see your beautiful, little cùnt dripping for daddy...."

That's when I heard the wet sound of him jerking himself. He was getting off on watching me continue to cùm.

FÙCK. This was torture! When was he going to take it off?

As soon as another órgasm washed through me, he tugged hard on the clamp chain and I felt warm squirts of liquid coat my belly.

He was cùmming on me.

After the twelfth órgasm that little fùcking demon gave me, he finally took it off of me.

I wanted to yell at him but I couldn't so I growled deep in my throat. Of course he found that amusing.

"Consider yourself lucky, little girl."

He took off the blindfold and I furrowed my brows at him. He trailed his finger through his cùm on my belly and traced it on my lips around the gag.

This caused us both to groan.

"You want me inside of you, don't you little girl?"

I nodded as enthusiastically as I could, my head thrashing.

"Are you aching for me?"

Was he punishing me for binding him to the bed and not letting him touch me? I wondered if he was thinking about that?

"Too bad, not yet."

Again I was whimpering around my gag.

I watched him pick up a red candle that had been setting on a table next to the bed.

Now I've watched enough movies and read enough books to know what he was going to do with that.

And as soon as he tilted it over my chest I screamed. The hot wax trailed down my belly and into my belly button.

He did it again, right over my pelvic bone.

When the hot wax touched my clít, I screamed so hard I could feel my body turn red.

He quickly sat the candle down, he rested his elbows between my spread thighs and gently licked my sore clít.

"I'm going to fùck you hard little girl. I'm going to tie you up in a way you will feel me deeper than you ever have. This is going to be very different Harper. Are you sure you want me to do this?"

Again I nodded frantically.

He undid my ankles only to push my legs up over my head and start to buckle them to the posts my wrists were buckled to, under them.

Yes, he may have pushed my legs up over my shoulders before while we had sèx but they were further spread and it felt like my àss was higher up off of the bed. I was also unable to move.

I would feel him DEEP.

He unstrapped the gag from my head and I took in a deep breath. As soon as I did he was pushing his mouth onto mine and plunging his tongue into my mouth.

When he pulled back, I noticed some sort of black ring type thing around both his balls and còck.

He watched me examine it and then he put his fingers under my chin to look him in the eyes.

"That is a cóck ring." He said, unable to stop himself from laughing.

"You d-don't need that!" I knew what they were and he could already last forever. With one of those on, he would stay harder for longer.

"No I don't. But I want to fùck you VERY nice, hard and long. And this one vibrates. I may have stimulated the hell out of you already but it will benefit both of us. I haven't used one in forever. I want to see how you like it, baby girl."

Before I could say another word, he tugged hard on my clamp chain. It was a distraction I knew because in that moment, he was plunging his hard cóck, deeply inside of my more than ready pùssy.

I thought I had felt him deep before. I was WRONG.

His eyes rolled back as I screamed. I knew he was savoring the sound.

"Fùck muffling your beautiful voice." He growled angrily, pulling all the way back out of me and then plunging back in.

He pulled another ear splitting scream from me and I was crying, the tears blurring my vision as I looked up at his beautiful face.

"It hurts." My bottom lip trembled and he leaned down to bite it, grinding his length harder into my body.

I choked on air, trying to get as much as I possibly could into my lungs.

"Do you need to use your word?"

"N-no..."

He didn't look worried at all. In fact he looked smug as he smirked down at me.

"I want you to feel me for days, little girl."

His hands circled my arms, using them as leverage to pummel my pùssy.

It didn't take long for the white spots to start dancing in front of my eyes.

"Nope." Another tug to the chain. Another scream that had me panting hard.

He wouldn't let me pass out yet. This man knew me way too fùcking well.

I was spread, I was bound, I was open for the taking and take he did. He was pounding the life out of me. His growls and groans mixed with my whimpers. I was mutely screaming. I lost my voice.

"Say your word." I could see his brows furrow through the tears in my eyes.

I shook my head. This caused him to pound into me harder. I gasped, my mouth falling open as I felt myself drool a little bit.

"Being stubborn isn't going to get you anywhere with me, little girl. You already know that so why are you being so stubborn?"

*Pound*

Another silent scream.

My mouth was hanging open.

I forced my eyes to stay open.

I felt my whole body aching.

Pain and pleasure intermingled as I tried with all my might to keep my eyes open.

Noah growled loudly again as he dug into my body with determined precision.

He looked down at where our bodies connected and grinned before pulling out and pushing in.

Although it hurt, my voice was back and I began to moan. My body was starting to tremble uncontrollably.

"You're going to cùm. NOW." He pressed his thumb to my clít, circling it quickly with his thumb as his thrusts became quicker, less punishing. He seemed desperate to make me cùm now.

He pressed his lips to my forehead softly as I whimpered. More pleasure, less pain.

"I love you, baby girl. Please cùm for your daddy. Please-" His hoarse voice set me off and I cried out his name as my órgasm FINALLY tore through me.

I jerked against him as he pushed a finger inside along with his díck, moved it around a little and then brought it up between our faces.

R-red....

He accomplished his goal of making me bleed.

"I told you I was going to fùck you hard."

When he put it in his mouth my heart fluttered.

"You can't be stubborn with me. Even if you asked for this. Now say your safe word, baby."

Trying to prove to him that I could handle him was a daunting task. Especially with him constantly asking me to say my safe word.

I shook my head, barely able to catch my breath now. My eyelids continued to droop.

My refusal to say my word made Noah growl loudly, making me jerk hard against his arms.

"You need to learn."

He was pounding into me roughly again, pushing deeper, all while continuing to growl and force silent screams from my mouth.

The spots were back, clouding my vision like crazy, taking over the sight of Noah's face.

"SAY. YOUR. SAFE. WORD."

Every word was punctuated by a deep, hard, painful thrust and just as I was about to say it-

It was on the tip of my tongue-

All I could see was black.

I was out.