They rode in silence together. Teri sat in the soft leather of the passenger seat and watched things pass alongside as they drove the Jersey turnpike. She watched and remembered places seen but long ago forgotten.

So much has happened to me lately, she told herself.

She turned and looked at Lucas. He was quietly driving them to a place she knew nothing about. It was to be his surprise. She smiled to herself and felt the tingle of adventure in her stomach. Lucas had done much over the last few months to put that tingle there inside her.

Her time in California had been disastrous. She had gone there with a live-in lover, but they had quickly discovered the move and their whole relationship to be a mistake. They both retreated into themselves, hoping beyond hope that something would happen to set things right, but of course it never did. Out of all that, and before she moved back east, she had begun to write erotica as something of an escape. But writing and keeping it to herself had proved only partially satisfying. She needed readers and feedback and interaction. She found all of that and more on the internet.

Looking back, she believed the feedback and friendships she found on the internet had empowered her to take the initiative to end the relationship in California. The encouragement she received worked on several levels. Not only had she found the confidence to strike out on her own, but she found the confidence to explore things about herself, things within her, things like desires and passions and needs.

Her writing evolved in the midst of all these explorations. She began to write about things she had never considered doing before. Things like bondage. Things like being submissive. Things like being taken and shared by a man, a man she might come to know as her Dom.

Teri looked across at Lucas again and smiled. He had found her that way, through her writing. He had written her complimenting her work. They had begun to correspond by e-mail. A few weeks later they talked on the phone. Adding his voice to his written words had been a big step, but it didn’t compare to meeting him the first time.

The first time she met Lucas they made love all night long. No, she told herself, they fucked each other all night long. Neither of them tired into the night. They drank water in the dark, listened to music, and talked as lovers talk. But whatever they did always led to more sex, more exploration for Teri, more plowing of new ground.

Is Lucas my Dom? Teri asked herself. She didn’t know, actually. He had never spoken of it. Neither had she. But they both assumed roles when they were together. She did anything he wanted. She devoted herself to his pleasure. Through the devotion, she drew the most complete satisfaction she had ever known. Teri had discovered that her greatest single sexual pleasure came from having pleased Lucas somehow. Did that make her his? Perhaps, she thought, but whatever it was, she liked it and she needed it and she didn’t want it to stop.

“How much further?” she asked him absently.

“Several hours,” he answered without taking his eyes off the road. “Would you like some music? I put some CDs in the glovebox.”

She rummaged around and found the CD case. She looked through his selections, picked a Cassandra Wilson album, and slipped it into the CD player. Wilson’s voice immediately filled the spaces between them.

Teri was more than curious about where Lucas was taking her. Since returning east she had taken a job as a nanny for a wealthy family in Princeton. Having been an elementary teacher by training, she had gotten the job quickly. The compensation pleased her, but the time off was the best part. She had every weekend free. Her employers didn’t keep up with her or ask questions. Lucas had insisted that they have a secret weekend, but no one would have asked anyway. No one knew where she was or where she was going. Nor did she, she reminded herself with a smile.

Lucas had even sent her the clothes she was to wear. He had good taste in clothes, both his own and for women. The expensive black sheath dress fit her perfectly. The single strand of pearls was wonderful. Even the black leather pumps on her feet were from him. She wore nothing else, not that she would have wanted to, but he had been very specific.

Time passed and Teri selected more music. They crossed the Hudson into New York and turned north to find the Merritt Parkway. Teri loved this area. Her father had taken her fly fishing around there when she was young.

Somewhere in Connecticut, Lucas reached across and ran his hand up her dress. She settled back into her seat to give me the access he sought. Her legs opened and he found her wet and waiting for his fingers. He never looked at her. He just played with her as he drove. Teri closed her eyes and let the feelings take her. Her breath became short and shallow and his fingers drove her closer and closer.

Lucas left the Parkway to turn into Norwalk. When he did, he pulled his fingers from her and held them to her lips to be cleaned. She did without speaking, licking his fingers and cleaning them of her own juices. When he was satisfied, he took his hand away and turned into a long private drive.

“Leave your dress as it is,” he said.

There was an assortment of expensive cars parked in front of an old, well cared for brick building. Lucas parked behind them and turned to her.

“We’re here,” he said with a smile.

He said nothing else as he slid out of his door and came around the car for her. She took his hand and stood letting her dress fall where it wanted. They walked together, neither speaking, to the front door. A bronze plaque beside the door read, Private Club. Above the door was a simple carved sign. The Crow’s Nest, was all it said.

Lucas knocked and a couple quickly opened the door. They were middle-aged, Teri thought, and wealthy, she quickly added to herself. They were both smiling and nodding hello.

“Lucas, oh, Lucas,” the woman said, “Why, she’s even more beautiful than you told us.”

Teri looked at Lucas as they walked in, questions, questions, so many questions, she wanted to ask, but Lucas only smiled straight ahead and directed her by the small of her back to follow the couple. The couple lead them to a large room filled with other couples, other wealthy couples, maybe a dozen or so, all of them dressed similarly, all in black.

All the eyes in the room fell on Teri, and she felt it. She could feel herself blushing under the intensity of the gazes and the smiles.

“She is fine,” someone said.

“I will pay five hundred dollars to be first,” someone else said.

The comment about money and being first not only drew Teri’s interest, but it also drew her concern. But still, Lucas told her nothing. Finally, as if to break the mood, he reached for her and wound his fingers into her hair. Pulling her to him, he kissed her. As he kissed her she felt his hands pulling up her dress, up, up slowly, up until the hem was around her waist.

She returned his kiss knowing her bare ass was exposed to the room, and although she wanted to break the kiss and ask why or what he was doing, she did not. She kissed him and let him do with her as he wanted. That had become their way.

Lucas broke the kiss and told her, “Turn around for me.”

She turned immediately and bent at the waist to present her ass and pussy to him. He stepped back then and smiled to the room. Slowly, he removed his jacket and tossed it onto a chair. His shirt came next, then his shoes and socks. Teri waited as Lucas had taught her. She didn’t move or make a sound.

Lucas stepped to her and unbuckled his slacks with a flourish for the crowd. The pants dropped by themselves, and he kicked them aside. He took her ass in his hands and spread her, letting the top of his cock nudge her swollen lips. Teri heard a man’s voice saying something about wanting to be first, but Lucas appeared not to hear. The head of his cock entered her pussy and then he plunged himself deep inside her.

Teri’s moan filled the quiet room as people shuffled for the best positions to watch.

Lucas began to fuck her with long, slow, wet strokes. For him the look of her pussy stretched around him, her puckered ass spreading and pulsing, the curve of her back, the look of her head thrown back, all of it merged into the experience, the experience of fucking a beautiful woman while a roomful of people watched and waited, all of them hoping for their turn with her.

He began to fuck her harder as they watched. Her pussy’s excitement wet them both. Her juices splashed over his balls and pubic hair. Both of their wet thighs glistened in the light as the room grew closer around them. Teri’s grunts of lust made them all murmur as one voice, one very hungry voice.

“Tell me, slut,” Lucas told her through gritted teeth, “Tell me.”

“Fuck me, please, fuck me, God, fuck me.”

Lucas only smiled and fucked her even harder.

“Come for me, slut, come all over my cock. Come and show them how you do it.”

Teri exploded immediately, squeezing his cock and telling him of the explosion in her pussy all at once. Lucas came, too, throwing his cum into her pussy with each ending thrust.

Teri and Lucas both dropped off the same cliff at the same time, falling, melting, and finally collapsing to the carpeted floor. His cock softened and fell from her as she moved for him to hold her.

But others would not give them that moment. A man materialized between Teri’s legs and began to feast on the juices left there for the taking. Lucas felt her lurch, but he held her to calm her. He took her questioning gaze without speaking and then moved to pull away from her. Others joined the man as Lucas drew away from her. Hands began to cover Teri, touching and stroking her in more places than she could count.

“It will be fine, my pet,” he told her as he stood. “They will keep you for a time and prepare you for me. I will come back for you when you are ready, but only when you are completely ready.”

He gave her a knowing look and moved to gather his clothes from the floor. As he moved toward the door, the hostess for the evening approached him.

“She is impressive, Lucas. Much better than the last one, I think.”

“Thank you, Melissa.”

Lucas stood at a distance from where Teri was being enjoyed. He dressed himself carefully without concern for the activities across the room. He didn’t watch or listen.

“Your check will be deposited in the morning. The usual fee, but with a bonus this time.”

“Thank you for your generosity,” he answered without raising his eyes. “May I ask something?” he added after a pause. “Out of curiosity, Melissa, when will you conduct the ceremony?"

"Oh,” Melissa smiled, “We will enjoy playing with her through the weekend, I suppose. Midnight, on Sunday, Our Lord's time, we will give her to Him."

"I see."

"The Prince of Lies will surely be pleased with her, Lucas. Her blood will feed him well, I’m sure. And I must say, the invitation for you to join us is still open."

"Thank you, Melissa, I am still considering it."

"Lucifer always welcomes someone of your intelligence, Lucas. He welcomes those of us who reject irrational beliefs, those of us who pursue the truth through rationality."

"And Teri's blood, her life, will warm His heart?"

Melissa only smiled and nodded.

“When might we expect another one, Lucas?” she asked as he opened the door to leave.

“Perhaps six months. I’m working on a couple of candidates now.”

Melissa held her smile and softly touched his shoulder before turning to return to the festivities.

Lucas waved across the room to Teri before the door closed behind him. And then he was gone into the night.

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