Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58346 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58346 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
His wife, Twyla, is the sweetest. When I first met them as a couple, they seemed to be an odd couple. He’s so loud and boisterous, loves being the center of attention. He’s also the club’s resident kink teacher; he certifies that everyone knows how to properly use toys and equipment before allowing them to access to the club’s selection.
She, however, is his perfect opposite. She’s quiet and likes to sit back and just observe. I don’t think she’s much into the very kinky stuff, but my God, how Seth worships the ground she walks on. He melts the moment his eyes land on her, and he softens, quiets his boisterousness when she’s near. It’s like her natural calm reins in his wildness. But on the other hand, you can tell she thinks he is the most hilarious and charming man who ever walked the earth. And now that we’ve gotten to know Seth a little better, we realized they weren’t such an odd couple after all. Hidden beneath that perfect 10 exterior, he is a huge nerd who likes to quote Marvel movies whenever it fits into any conversation. Plus, lest we forget, former child prodigy turned technological genius—so… super nerd.
I don’t talk or hang out with many of the other members, but if I had to choose someone to become close friends with, it would probably be them, because of how down to earth they are.
Anyway, so yeah, for sure Seth is the one who created this online community for the members and most definitely has all sorts of algorithms and software running in the background to make sure nothing inappropriate is going on. I almost snort to myself at the irony of keeping a BDSM community free of “inappropriateness” and what that would entail. But instead of letting my mind continue to wander, I tell myself I can take five minutes to read over what Roman said in our profile, and then I’ll get to work on the assignment he gave me.
I take a deep breath and click the picture of us, then start to read the answers Roman chose for us.
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Type of Member Profile: Married Heterosexual Couple
Username: RomeandSavvy
Club Alias Membership: 11 months, 3 days
Age (His): 37
Age (Hers): 36
Role (His): Dominant, Monogamous
Role (Hers): Submissive, Monogamous
Sexual Preference (His): Straight
Sexual Preference (Hers): Straight
Kinks (Choose Top Three) (His): Primal, Sadist, Orgasm Control
Kinks (Choose Top Three) (Hers): Moderate Masochism, Human Sex Toy, Guided Orgasm
My face heats instantly, seeing the kinks he chose as my favorite three. It’s almost shocking to see them displayed so casually, up there on the screen like any other preference, as if they just asked for our favorite color. I feel exposed, like my deepest, darkest secrets are being flaunted for anyone to see. But at the same time, I realize… the feeling isn’t entirely negative. It’s almost, dare I say, freeing?
If it were on any other social media, seeing my husband posted to tell everyone all those things would be mortifying.
That I’m a freak who gains pleasure from physical pain?
That I love it when he takes full control of my body and uses me in hedonistic, sometimes degrading ways, making me his living fuck doll in whatever way he sees fit?
And the most embarrassing one—that I value nothing as much as I do the fact that he alone possesses the ability to make my mind and body submit to him completely, so thoroughly that he can control me with just his voice?
Yeah, I would pretty much feel the need to move to a third-world country where no one knows me or has access to the internet.
But on here, in the Club Alias Online Community, I feel like it makes me a part of something. Putting it all out there for only other members to read, knowing they’ve been through the same tedious vetting process I went through and were accepted by the incredible owners of this highly exclusive and special club—those kinks feel more like name badges, or maybe different lunch tables in the cafeteria. But instead of the goths, the nerds, and the band geeks, it’s the spankers, the nipple clampers, and the edgers. Except we all like to hang out with each other too instead of just sticking to our assigned seats.
My lips twitch into an excited smile when I see the next section is full of questions he had to fill in himself instead of just clicking checkboxes. I can’t wait to hear how he answered these.
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About Us: We’re a very happily married couple who have been in a D/s relationship since before I had the honor of making my sub my wife ten years ago, but we did not originally find each other by searching out that dynamic. We happened to discover we both had an affinity for this lifestyle *after* we’d already been dating for a while. It was just a happy coincidence, pure luck, that I found the perfect woman for me—my girlfriend who might’ve been saying “harder please” but who I realized was actually begging “please hurt me.”