A Dream All Her Own

By Athinia Tandino

It is a cool October night, and Mandy is excited for the first time since she moved to this peaceful small town.
They have been told of your needs." The woman says as she picks up the phone to call the two men waiting to hear when the writer of one of their favorite books comes in.
Mandy is not sure she should be in a club with men and women who look well fit and beautiful.
Mark and Chris seem to be friends with the two men, and Mandy does not want to cause any trouble her first time in the club.
I'm going to set a dungeon master outside the door." Chris tells the two men and makes sure Mandy is listening so that she knows she will be safe.
Come back to the club and let us help you." Mandy heard Chris this time.
Soaking and letting the pain wash over her, Mandy can hear her cell phone ringing in the other room, but she does not care who it is; she wants to stay in the tub to soak away the pain of what happened that night.
Once she is dressed, she makes her way to the gate of her property and sees that Michelle, Mark, and Chris are there and the two men who had hurt her beyond anything she had ever thought could happen to any human being.
I promise to keep everyone else out." Sheriff Scott asked in an almost pleading tone, but the look in his eyes set off all kinds of alarms in Mandy's head and body.
Sissy knew Mandy went to club Arkadia tonight and would know not to ask until she was ready to tell her story.
Moonstar watched as the clans started gathering the earth-tone wedding decorations and towards the barn doors that Adrian and Wulf had opened.
Moonstar knew it was time to enlighten the two men on what Mandy truly needed.
Wulf couldn't help but pull Mandy closer and look up to see that Adrian had moved closer.
Her face wasn't to be made up with makeup, so as soon as Mandy was dressed, Moonstar called Adrian to come to gather her up.
Adrian and Wulf, please stand." Andy told them and watched as both men stood and turned to Mandy.
As Andy watched each man take Mandy in their arms and kiss her passionately, he couldn't help but look out towards his wife and partners.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Athinia Tandino
• Release date: Jun 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201456849

Athinia Tandino

I was born in Canon City, Colorado, to Irish/Scottish parents, grew up in Canon City and Texas, now living in Florida for the last eleven years. My first book, "Arkadia a Druid's Tale," was published on March 1st, 2010. I love to write since I was 14 years of age but never thought myself good enough. When I met a man that encouraged me to fulfill my dreams at the age of 32 and still encourages me to move forward with my new works of art. Now I have the sequel to Arkadia and two others published. I hope you all will enjoy them. When I'm asked if I write about myself, I have to sit back and try not to laugh. I was told that since my characters carry my pen name that my readers think it is about me. The truth is, I write under my characters' name since she is the one who is really writing the book. I'm just her instrument of use. The one that allows her to write through me. Now you might think I'm crazy, but I can assure you, I'm just as sane as everyone else. I don't want people to know my real name. Those who do already think I have lost my ever-loving mind. My family seems to think I should write successful conclusions, where the hero or heroine lives happily ever after. Yet that is not me. I want to write about good/evil, happiness/devastation. I want it where my readers are crying with the characters when they are happy or sad. I want them to want to do murder when the bad guy is out to harm another. I want my readers to cheer when the characters finally have a happy time and things have gone their way. That is who I am. The kind of writer I want to be. So yes I hide behind my main character. I use her to keep me safe.

Book preview

~ Chapter 1: Bad Experience: ~

It is a cool October night, and Mandy is excited for the first time since she moved to this peaceful small town. She has a thing for this time of year. But, with harvest time coming, she will be overwhelmed with getting the crops from the garden, the fields plowed, and the cattle brought in from the pastures, and she will not have time to go out and enjoy herself.

Mandy has never been to a BDSM club. Yet the day she found out that an acquaintance has a friend who runs such a club excited her more than she thought. Finally, finally, she would get her wish to experience such a club for the first time and maybe get her fantasy of being tied to a Saint Andrews cross to come true.

She has read about what people feel when they are flogged and can go to the one place in their mind that sets them free. They are free from the everyday worries and heartaches they feel from the day-to-day mundane bullshit.

Mandy cannot wait as she dresses in her most admirable thong panty set and the leather clothes she made herself. She has had her physical and knows that she is clean of all diseases. With papers in hand and a tote bag over her shoulder, she grabs her car keys and heads for the club.

Club Arkadia, Mandy cannot help but laugh at the club's name, for the simple fact its name is like her first book series, yet she does not know if the owner knows that they have named the club after her first two books.

Mandy hopes that it is not just a coincidence. It would be funny if she could get in good with the owner because of their name for the club. Maybe she will get a free pass because of it. Nah, that would never happen, not to her anyway. Her book was not that good, at least not in her mind.

Pulling into the club's parking lot and finding a space close to a street lamp, Mandy knows she will be safer if she parks under a light; the guard can see her at the door when she was ready to leave.

Mandy knows that she will not be able to wear her leathers into the main room. She feels somewhat apprehensive about being naked in front of people she does not know, but something inside her will not allow her to walk away. She needs to experience what she has only dreamt of.

Squaring her shoulders, she pulls open the door and walks in to find a very skinny tall woman behind a round mahogany desk. The desk is beautiful, and the woman is the same, making Mandy feel inadequate. She knows she is a little overweight and is nothing but plain in her appearance. She is also very short in stature and not leggy like the women she sees walking into the noisy room behind the large doors.

Good evening. The woman says.

Evening, Mandy replies in kind, using the manors her mother had instilled in her.

How may I help you this fine evening? The woman asks Mandy.

I'm here as a guest of Michelle Mancy, Mandy informs the woman.

Awe, yes, we have been expecting you. I will call Mark and Chris for you. They have been told of your needs. The woman says as she picks up the phone to call the two men waiting to hear when the writer of one of their favorite books comes in.

Mark, the writer, is here in the lobby. Can you come down, please? The woman asks the man on the other end of the phone.

We are on our way. Please make sure all the paperwork is done. I have Eric and Steven in the bar waiting to meet her. Mark tells Marcy.

Mandy can see by the disapproving look on the woman's face that whatever it is, the man is saying that she is not going to like it.

When the woman hangs up, Mandy inquires, Is everything alright?

Yes, he knows how much I hate paperwork is all. Can you fill this out and give me the medical records you were asked to bring with you and your identification? I'm Marcy, by the way. The woman named Marcy states.

Mandy gets her medical records and ID from her tote, handing them to the woman and taking the forms that Marcy gave her.

Mandy knew there would be more paperwork to fill out and was relieved that she was given the papers to know all the safety rules. This shows her that her well-being comes first.

Reading over the papers on the clipboard, Mandy can see that there are a lot of rules and regulations for both the subs and Dom's protection. No Dom is to harm any sub. No sub is to talk unless spoken to directly.

New doms and subs are to go through orientation after their first visit. After that, if the club deems you untrustworthy, you will be banned from the premises.

Sub will go through what the club deems a fitting way to behave. Such as the positions, they are to know how to sit, stand, and follow the Dom or Dom assigned for the evening.

If they are alone sub, they will be treated with the utmost respect and kindness.

The owners are allowed to dish out punishment if a sub is found to be deliberately causing the Doms of the club trouble.

If a sub finds that a Dom is overstepping their boundaries, then the scenes' monitors will step in to keep the subs safe from all harm.

As Mandy reads over all the rules and regulations, she does not note the pair of black boots that show up in her line of vision until the man clears his throat.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I was concentrating on the paperwork, rules, and regulations and wasn't paying attention. So Mandy tells the man when she looks up to see a handsome young man crowding her personal space.

Not to worry, we will be making sure to keep a close eye on you tonight, Miss Tandino. I'm Mark, and this gentleman is Chris. Mark states as he points to the young-looking man next to him.

Mandy is not sure she should be in a club with men and women who look well fit and beautiful. She is almost twenty-six, well, not quite; she still has a few years to go until she is that age, but she still feels out of place with her appearance being a little on the chunky side.

Mark must have seen the apprehension in Mandy.

There is no need to worry about how young or old we are here. Miss Tandino. Chris is almost fifty-five, and I am fifty-two. So you see, even though some say we look no older than our mid-thirties, we assure you that your appearance doesn't matter here at club Arkadia. Mark tries to reassure her, but Mandy can see that the way she looks does bother the men in front of her.

Mandy tries to give Mark and Chris a reassuring smile of gratitude, but she guesses it falls flat. The wiry look on Mark’s face shows her that Mark is a man that takes his word as law, and there are more people the same way in this lifestyle she has only dreamt about.

Come on, little one, let us show you the club, and then we will introduce you to the Doms that will be with you for tonight to see if they fit your needs. But, first, you will need to change out of your lovely leathers and meet us back here in, say what, five minutes? Mark asks as he takes the paperwork Mandy just finished signing.

It did not take Mandy five minutes to change out of her leathers. When she was undressed and put on the leather corset and tiny leather skirt that was free-flowing and not tight around her legs, you would see her ass cheeks if she bent over. Mandy made her way out to the two men waiting for her when she was ready. By the looks on their faces, they deemed her attire, not to their liking, but they said nothing about it since it meets the club's regulations.

Okay, Miss, if you follow us, we will show you the club and get you started on your first experience with this lifestyle. Make sure that you are at least four steps behind us. Alright? Chris asks this time as he starts making his way towards the double oak doors leading into the main hall; as they all make their way into the club's central area, Mandy becomes overwhelmed with her surroundings.

Mandy did not understand the need to be kept four steps behind the men that were supposed to be there for her. However, it is their place, and they set the rules, so she complied with the request without making a fuss.

Yes, sir, Mandy replies with the proper response according to the rules in the paperwork she had signed.

Excellent, Mandy. Mark praises her for a proper reply.

It is the only response a sub can give, sir when a Dom asks her a question; otherwise, she is to be seen and not heard, Mandy tells him.

This is only true in Dom's and subs' pet world. Otherwise, who is to know who the boss is when everyone is addressed by their given name? Mark inquires of Mandy.

When the doors open to the main entertainment area, the music coming from the room is so loud that it is a wonder if anyone can hear what the other person next to them is saying. Mandy cannot help but lower her head and try to look around without being noticed.

Mark and Chris stopped, and Mandy followed suit. She knows that she must make sure she is at least four steps behind the Dom's that she is assigned to for the evening, yet the place is so overflowing with people that there is almost no way to stay four steps from the ones you are to be with. Mark and Chris sensed this and backed up to take Mandy by her elbows to make it to the two men standing at the bar. But unfortunately, they never did give her the tour. Instead, they wanted to get away from her as fast as possible.

Mandy feels concerned about the two men standing in front of her right away. There was just something about the men, they made her want to run as fast as she could for the door, yet she could not read their expressions.

However, Mandy does not want to lose this experience, and she can tell that none of the men has discerned her fearfulness. So she pulls herself together as fast as she can so that they do not know she is afraid of the men and a little scared of the room itself. At least she knows if they see the fear in her, they will think it is the room and the things around her that are overwhelming her.

Mandy knows that lying, even by omission, is against the rules here, but she does not want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Mark and Chris seem to be friends with the two men, and Mandy does not want to cause any trouble her first time in the club.

She knows the rules will protect her from all harm, but still, there was something about the men Mark and Chris were setting her up with.

Mandy, are you alright? Mark asks as he lifts Mandy’s face to look at him. It seemed that he sensed that something was wrong.

Yes, just a little nervous and maybe a little afraid with the first time being in the lifestyle, Mandy tells him and hopes he believes her. He never said anything else and introduced her to the men.

This is Eric and his partner Steven; they have been with the club for the last six years and are very good men. They are masters with the Saint Andrews cross. I thought I would set you up with them for your first time and see how you all get along. Now the clubs' safewords are red, which will stop everything. Yellow will allow you to ask questions and slow things down. Green keeps the scene going. Therefore, if you need to rest or stop, use the appropriate word. Alright? Mark asks Mandy.

Yes, sir. Mandy nervously replies.

With Mandy being a little uneasy with her body, I have set room two aside for your use. You have everything you will need in it, and the cleaning crew has made sure it is clean the way I like it. I'm also going to set a dungeon master outside the door. Chris tells the two men and makes sure Mandy is also listening so that she knows she will be safe.

Thank you, Master Chris and Master Mark. We will take good care of Miss Tandino. Miss Tandino, if you follow us to our private room, we will get started. Eric states as he starts walking away.

Mandy falls in line behind the two men, staying four steps behind them. She does not want to be punished by them. They seem polite enough, but something about them makes her nerves set on edge. They remind her of someone, but she cannot quite figure it out.

As Mandy follows them into the private room and notices a door and a large plate window where anyone could come and stand to watch what is happening in the room.

Mandy jumps as she hears the click of the door being closed. Then she detects the motor's hum and sees that Steven has lowered the privacy screen to the window so no one can see what is happening in the room.

Alright, the first thing we will teach you is the sitting position; we want you to wait while we get things set up the way we like them, Steven says.

We want you to sit on your heels with your back straight and hands laces behind your back at your ass; we want your shoulders pulled back and knee shoulder-width apart. Head down, eyes on the floor. Eric tells Mandy.

Mandy takes the position as instructed, ensuring she does not upset these two men. She feels that if she does, the punishment they will give her will be one she will not survive.

Very good, Miss Tandino, Steven says as he walks around her.

Mandy sits there waiting for them to tell her what to do next. She listens to everything that is going on. She can hear them whispering but only can hear the angry whispers, not the words.

Why do we have to get the ugly newcomer? Steven asks Eric as he looks over at Mandy and shows his distaste for the woman.

The only thing about her that is nice-looking is her hair, and I want to cut it all off her, so she resembles the hag that she is. So Eric tells Steven as he too looks at Mandy with hatred in his eyes for the woman.

Her body looks like something a cat dragged in. She has no breasts and an ass that is way too flat. She has no curves to her at all. Moreover, what is it with Mark and Chris bringing in a short fat ass? What were they thinking letting something like that into this place? Steven asks as he too starts to show his hatred for the woman kneeling on the concrete floor in front of the cross.

I have no idea why, but I do have an idea. Why don't we give her an experience that will guarantee she will never return? Steven says with an evil glint in his eye, and he can see that Eric understands just what he means.

Eric knew Steven would start by getting Miss Tandino to go to subspace, and then he would let him rip her from that particular place they allow all beautiful subs to go. The pain they will cause her makes his dick stand on end.

"Alright, Miss