Dungeon Daddy by Golden Angel
Chapter 20
Jax
Watching Esther get ready for the evening, Jax found himself in a bit of a dilemma. Did he confront her about the tracking app?
She was so happy, and he hated to ruin that, but he also didn’t think pretending he didn’t know was the right move. It might be the perfect time to talk to her about it, which is why they were here, so far removed from home and that situation. Or it was the worst time to talk to her about it since it would bring all of that baggage here when they were having such a nice weekend?
Esther’s phone chimed, and she picked it up, smiling when she looked at the message.
“Jennifer says she’s having a good time and we need to pay attention to each other and stop checking in on her.” She glanced at Jax, her dark eyes sparkling. “I take it you texted her, too?”
“Yeah, earlier this afternoon when we were at the zoo.” His phone went off, and he pulled it out to look. “She says the same thing to me.”
“Bossy little thing, isn’t she?” Esther shook her head, amused. Putting down her phone, she pulled on her white thigh-high stockings with the little pink bows on the front and got to her feet, twirling around.
Jax had to grin. She looked so happy and cute. The pink dress had a low-cut front, very short, and underneath the skirt, she was wearing a white ruffled petticoat, which made the skirt look even shorter because of how it was lifted. She’d put her hair into pigtails and tied them with pink bows at her shoulders.
“She is.” Getting to his feet, Jax walked over to wrap his arms around his spinning wife. Laughing, she stumbled against him, probably already dizzy. “And you are adorable.” He leaned down and captured her lips with a kiss, enjoying how she clung to him, kissing him back and leaning against him for balance.
While he still wasn’t decided whether he’d bring up the phone app, he knew he wouldn’t do it right now. Maybe after the show. Let her be fun and bouncy and enjoy the evening’s show, and then they could discuss it. Spanking her for being naughty sounded like a good plan.
He didn’t have it in him to be angry about it right now, but it would make a good excuse for a funishment.
* * *
Esther
The menu was the same upstairs as it had been downstairs, but the atmosphere was entirely different. Everyone coming in was dressed in some kind of fetwear, whether it was latex or corsets or leather. Like the Outlands, there were many types of people represented—skin colors, body types, ages. There was even one couple who looked older than her and Jax. There were couples and groups—some of which seemed like they might be polyam and some which looked as if they were there as friends. Esther was fascinated by all of them.
She nudged Jax in the side.
“Maybe we should come back sometime with Gavin, Leah, Aiden, and Cyana,” she whispered, nodding toward a group that had just come in. There were two couples and one man and a woman who were clearly not together, sitting on the opposite sides of the table from each other. The other two couples were cozying up to each other before they even entered the booth and especially afterward.
Jax chuckled. “Might be kind of crowded in here if everyone wants to use the table.”
The thought made Esther giggle. The booth, plenty big enough to fit six adults, felt huge with just the two of them, but he was right about the table. Picturing someone laid out on top of it, there would really only be room for one or two people, depending on how they were arranged. Three would be a squeeze. But that hadn’t been how she’d pictured things. She elbowed him again.
“I meant to watch. I figured we’d play after.”
Grinning wickedly, Jax pulled her closer into his side. “Bet Gavin and Leah wouldn’t be able to wait.”
“Then we could watch them.” Esther giggled again. There was still a part of her that thought it was a little weird to watch their friends, nominally being part of their sex lives, but she’d become used to it over the years. Sometimes, she just had to pretend she didn’t know the people she was watching.
As dinner wound down, the servers came around to get dessert orders. As soon as the desserts came out, the lights dimmed. When the last server had exited the room, the room became completely dark.
A light appeared in the center of the room, right over the stage. Esther looked across, but she could no longer see the occupants in the booths directly across from them, even though she knew they hadn’t drawn the sheer black curtain, which made her feel better about whether people could see her. Unless they had some kind of night vision, there would be no possible way.
Something moved in the darkness, then a bell rang, a high tinkling sound. A moment later, a woman crawled into the light. The bell was on her collar. Otherwise, she was naked except for black knee pads, a pair of black cat ears in her hair, and a tail trailing out from her bottom where she was plugged. When she got to the middle of the stage, she paused and looked around. Getting the first good look at her face, Esther knew she was part but not full Asian, just like Esther. She always recognized others like her.
Esther blinked. For a second, it looked like the ears were… her jaw dropped. The ears were moving. They were twitching back and forth among the woman’s brown curls, which would probably be a little longer than her shoulders when she was upright.
“How is she doing that?” she whispered, more entranced by the moving ears than the naked woman dressed as a cat.
“I saw an ad for those. They’re for cosplay,” Jax whispered back. There was a convention in Pittsburgh every year, so they were familiar with cosplayers—the attendees who dressed up as their favorite characters. “They’re connected to a headband that makes them move.”
That was really cool. Esther wanted a pair. Just for fun.
“Angel.” The deep voice that came out of the darkness was accompanied by heavy footsteps, making their way to the stage. “Here kitty, kitty.”
Angel, presumably, sat up in a kneeling position and looked around, ignoring the voice at her back, just like a real cat. There were a few chuckles from around the room.
Since Esther didn’t know what to expect—at all—she watched with interest as a very handsome young man stepped into the light. Like the woman, he looked to be in his early thirties. He was tall, muscular, and blond, with a neatly trimmed goatee that framed his mouth. In leather pants and a white button-down shirt, he looked like he could be a romance cover model.
“Come here, kitty cat.” He held out his hand to her. The amount of authority in his voice made Esther shiver. Even though she was pretty sure he was young enough to be her son, she could appreciate an attractive, authoritative Dom.
Glancing over her shoulder at him, the woman smirked, then turned away, her hair swishing across her shoulders and above her breasts. Esther shook her head in amazement. When Jax talked to her like that, she felt the immediate impulse to hop-to.
“Looking for a spanking already?” Amusement laced the Dom’s voice.
The woman looked around the room, making sure everyone could see her roll her eyes before she finally turned around and twined around the Dom’s leg, just like a real cat. When she looked up at him, Esther could see the connection between them, the heat and chemistry. They were roleplaying and enjoying it, and even though they weren’t ‘themselves’ exactly, this was bringing them closer.
Her chest ached. That was exactly how she felt when she was Daddy’s babygirl. It was roleplay, and they weren’t themselves, not their daily selves, but it was like opening a door to a more intimate, secret part of herself, she and Jax had lost.
And now we’re going to find it again.
* * *
Jax
The show wasn’t anything like what Jax had expected, not that he’d really known what to expect going in. From what Gavin said, they usually did demonstrations and scenes, and this was that, but it was also almost like a little play.
Esther was enjoying it, that was for sure. She giggled at the ‘kitty cat’s’ antics and the Dom’s genuine amusement and frustration with his submissive’s behavior. There were a lot of parallels between a ‘kitty’ in pet play and a babygirl. Jax felt for the Dom.
Of course, the naughty cat’s bad behavior eventually led to her being bent over a spanking bench and disciplined. She wasn’t tied down other than her collar with a lead that went between herself and where it was tied on the bench, and effectively kept her in position since she wouldn’t be able to move without falling off. With her butt up in the air, the Dom gave her a hefty spanking before feeding her a ‘treat.’
Jax felt his own cock rise in reaction to the kitty’s enthusiastic sucking.
Watching the two of them, he pulled Esther onto his lap, enjoying the way she squirmed. Leaning back against the booth, Jax let his hands roam over his wife’s body, teasing her with soft touches and strokes. A quick brush of his fingers over her nipples and down between her thighs. A little nip to the back of her neck, in the sensitive spot where it met her shoulder.
She gasped and shuddered, squirming against his erection. Under the many fluffy layers of petticoat, she wasn’t wearing panties, and he could feel the wet spot growing on his thigh.
“Daddy, I’m getting you dirty,” she whispered, whimpering and squirming as if she was going to get off his lap but didn’t actually want to move away. Jax knew she wanted him to stop her.
Gripping her bottom with one hand, the other thrust between her legs, his fingers unerringly going for her pussy. Esther gasped, and her hands quickly followed, bracing against his wrist as he pushed two fingers into the wet heat of her body.
“Oh no, babygirl.” He pumped his fingers. “I’m getting you dirty.” And enjoying every second.
Onstage, the Dom released the kitty’s hair, his cock dark pink and erect, shiny with her saliva, and walked around behind her. The kitty mewed as he pulled the plug from her ass and let it fall to the floor beside them before taking her hips in his hands and thrusting into her upturned, reddened ass.
Esther gasped, wriggling again.
“That’s what happens to naughty kitties.” Jax’s voice was a low growl in the darkness. He pushed his fingers in deeper, twisting back and forth, ignoring the pressure on his arm as she tried to hold him still. Even though no one could see into their booth, it was impossible to ignore the room was full of other people, all of them watching the Dom and sub onstage as he rode her ass. “Naughty babygirls, too.”
Sliding his fingers out of her pussy he pushed them down lower, teasing the outer rim of her ass. Esther squealed, then quickly tried to quiet herself. Chuckling wickedly, Jax wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her more firmly in place.
“I’m a good girl!”
“Oh, are you?” His finger pressed in, and her muscles clenched around the tip as he moved his lips over her neck. “I guess we’ll find out.”
