The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a place I knew so well. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was my sanctuary. Tonight, the air crackled with a different kind of energy. A nervous energy. I spotted him immediately. Jack. Tall, broad shoulders straining against his black shirt, and eyes that darted around like a cornered animal. He was new. Raw potential, but definitely green.

Then I saw her. Maddie. Twenty, maybe, with a cascade of blonde hair that begged to be pulled and big, innocent eyes. She wore a simple, baby-doll dress, the epitome of a little girl. And she was looking right at me, a hopeful, searching look that tugged at something deep within me.

“Lost, little one?” I asked, my voice a low rumble that always seemed to get a reaction.

Her cheeks flushed pink. “I… I’m looking for someone,” she whispered, her gaze flickering to Jack and back to me. “Someone to… guide me.”

I understood perfectly. Someone to take control, to provide structure and safety in this chaotic world of desire. A Daddy.

I gave Jack a nod, signaling him to come over. He hesitated, then moved with an awkward grace.

“Jack,” I said, my tone calm but carrying authority. “This is Maddie. She’s looking for a Daddy.”

He swallowed hard, his eyes wide. He obviously hadn’t expected to get thrown into the deep end so quickly. “Uh, hi, Maddie,” he stammered.

Maddie gave him a sweet smile. “Hello, Jack.”

I could feel the tension radiating off of Jack, the uncertainty. This was a challenge, and I wasn’t about to let him fail. Maddie deserved the best and he had the potential; he just needed a little guidance.

“Why don’t we go somewhere a little more private?” I suggested, leading them towards one of the smaller playrooms.

I led them to one of the club’s private rooms, locking the door behind us. The room was sparsely furnished with a plush velvet chaise lounge, a few strategically placed restraints, and a low table with various implements. Maddie’s breath hitched, and Jack looked even more nervous.

“Relax,” I said, my voice gentle. “This is a learning experience. For both of you.”

I turned to Jack. “A Daddy Dom isn’t just about control, Jack. It’s about responsibility, about creating a safe space where your little can explore her desires without fear. It’s about knowing her limits and pushing them gently, always with her well-being as your priority.”

He nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration. “So, how do I…start?”

I gestured toward Maddie, who was watching us with wide eyes. “You always start any new Dom/sub relationship the same way, by asking her what she needs. Not what she wants, but what she needs to feel safe and cared for.”

Jack took a deep breath and turned to Maddie. “Maddie, what…what do you need?”

She bit her lip, her eyes searching his, then looked to me, the more confident of the two. “Maddie, Jack is learning and he may be nervous now, but he will warm up. Answer him,” I said firmly.

Her timid answer made me grin. “I…I need to feel protected. And…and I need rules. Structure. I need to know what’s expected of me.”

“Good,” I said, stepping back to let Jack take the lead. “Now, tell her what kind of rules you’re comfortable with. Tell her what you expect from her, and what she can expect from you in return.”

He looked at me for a split second, a flash of panic in his eyes, then turned back to Maddie. “Okay…well, I…I think it’s important that you always tell me the truth. And…and that you listen to me.” He paused, gathering his thoughts. “And that you’re honest about your limits. If something makes you uncomfortable, you need to tell me.”

Maddie nodded, her expression softening. “I can do that, Daddy.” The word slipped out, tentative and hopeful.

A flicker of something ignited in Jack’s eyes. A spark of confidence, of understanding. He was getting it. I watched as they continued to talk, Jack slowly taking the reins, his voice gaining strength and conviction. He asked her about her boundaries, her desires, her fears. He listened intently, his gaze unwavering. Maddie blossomed under his attention, her shyness melting away, replaced by a radiant trust. She told him about her need for praise, affection, and gentle discipline.

I knew then that he would be a good Daddy for her. He had the heart, the willingness to learn, and the capacity for genuine care. He just needed a little push, a little guidance. When their conversation found a natural pause, I clapped Jack on the shoulder. “Welcome to being a Daddy Dom, Jack. Now let’s play some before I need to leave. Have you played with restraints, either of you?”

The uncertainty was back in Jack’s eyes, but Maddie’s quick answer caught him off guard. “No Sir, but I’ve always wanted to try it with my Daddy.”

Maddie bit her lip, her gaze darting between Jack and me. She was intrigued, I could tell. “I…I suppose we could try,” Jack stammered.

“Think of it as an opportunity to learn,” I said, my voice firm but laced with a playful edge. “Maddie, would you indulge us?”

Her response was breathless. “Yes, Sir.”

I gestured towards Maddie. “Maddie, tell Jack about your safe words.”

“Red is stop. Yellow is slow down,” she said, her voice clear and confident.

“Good girl,” I praised, a genuine warmth flooding me. “Now, Jack, the key is always to be aware. Watch her body language, listen to her tone, and never push past her limits unless she explicitly allows it.”

I picked up a soft leather restraint and held it out. “Let’s start with something simple.”

Under my direction, Jack carefully secured Maddie’s wrists to the chaise lounge. He was hesitant, unsure of the pressure to apply.

“Too loose, Jack,” I corrected gently. “But not too tight. You want her contained, not injured. Feel the leather, feel her skin, and find the sweet spot.”

He adjusted the restraints, his brow furrowed in concentration. Maddie watched him, her eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and encouragement.

“Better,” I acknowledged. “Now, Jack, tell her what you want.”

He hesitated again. “I…I want you to be still,” he finally stammered.

I sighed inwardly. “No, Jack. Tell her what you want and what you need from her at this moment. Be assertive.”

He took a deep breath. “Maddie, I want you to be still. I want you to focus on me. I want you to feel my control.”

There was a subtle shift in Maddie’s expression. A spark ignited in her eyes. She was responding to his confidence.

“Good,” I said, nodding approvingly. “Now, Maddie, how does that make you feel?”

“Excited,” she purred, her voice laced with a hint of challenge. 

I stepped back, allowing Jack to take the lead. He looked at me, a question in his eyes. I simply nodded, urging him forward. This was his test.

He leaned down, his face close to Maddie’s. “You’re mine for the next hour. You will obey my commands, and you will enjoy it.” Maddie squirmed in her restraints and nodded. “You will answer me in words. You will call me Daddy and Tyrone Sir. We will play together tonight.”

Jack was still unsure of himself and wanted my guidance, even though we were both in the Dominant mindset. I allowed Jack to run the show with verbal cues and direction. Jack directed us to where Maddie gave each of us throat-tickling blowjobs while being tethered to the lounger. Her little gagging sounds as we both pounded into her mouth made me harder than I thought possible. 

Jack then asked for direction about the suspension cuffs and how best to use them. I showed him that he was to use a similar tension on these restraints as before, but once her wrists are restrained, he can hook them on the suspension bar. I showed him how to use this position as a power play move. She can’t move; she just feels what he gives her. 

He asked Maddie about her soft and hard limits when it came to spankings and anal sex. She was willing to do anal, but needed to be slowly brought into spankings. She preferred praise over punishment. I stepped in and assured her that there was a difference between punishment spankings and erotic spankings. She agreed to make it a soft limit until she’s experienced it. 

Jack knew that I mostly Dommed with men, so he sent me behind her. He directed me to treat her ass like I would a beautifully made dessert and to take what I wanted. He told Maddie to take all the pleasure we were about to give her, but she wasn’t allowed to cum until he said so or she would be spanked. 

We both knelt to the floor. Jack in front and I in back. He spread her legs wide and licked her from taint to clit. I did the same, but in reverse. We both ate our good girl to our heart’s content. Jack pushed Maddie to her breaking point when he put two fingers into her soaked pussy. She came so hard she squirted. 

We both stood. She didn’t follow the directions set forth by her Daddy. He knew that she needed gentle punishment, so he said, “Maddie, for breaking the rules, you will receive 10 swats on your ass, 5 on both sides. Do you consent and understand?”

“Yes, Daddy. I came without your permission. I understand my punishment,” she said obediently. He swatted her ass softly at first, but picked up intensity as he progressed through all 10 swats. By the end of the punishment, she was mewling like a cat in heat and her bare ass was beautifully pink.

Jack directed me that we were going to fuck her simultaiously. He lifted her and had her wrap her legs around his waist and I watched as he guided her onto his rock hard cock. He then told me to enter her ass. I lubed up and slid into her tight little bud. She groaned, “Daddy, I feel so full.”

He gave her a cocky grin that made my cock twitch. “I know baby girl. Now Daddy is going to rock you so you can feel both of us sliding in and out of you. You have permission to cum as many times as you need to.” He kissed her gently and then started rocking her body between us, sliding us in and out at different intervals, our cocks meeting through her body in just the right spot to make her moan loudly and dig her nails into her palms. 

I placed my hands under her hips to help guide the rhythm to show him how to make her cum over and over again in quick succession. Once we started hitting her g-spot regularly together, I reached around with one hand and started rubbing her clit in soft, slow circles. She exploded almost immediately. All of her pelvic muscles contracted, trying their best to suck our cocks dry, but we wanted so much more. 

Jack and I fucked Maddie until she was hoarse from screaming our names. Her last orgasm rocked her so much that she lost consciousness and her muscles squeezed us so tight that we both exploded inside her. I rested her head on Jack’s shoulder and pulled out. Then I released her hands from the suspension bar and placed them around Jack’s neck. He sat, still lodged inside of Maddie, on the lounger, looking sated and more secure in his place in this club and lifestyle.

After a while, I excused myself, leaving them alone to explore their connection. As I closed the door, I heard Jack’s firm but gentle voice guiding Maddie through a simple breathing exercise. He was grounding her, reassuring her.

I smiled. My work here was done. I walked back into the thrumming heart of Onyx, the bass vibrating through me, a reminder that even in the darkest corners of desire, there was always the possibility of connection, of trust, of love. And sometimes, all it took was a little nudge in the right direction.

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