Nicole Edwards - Entrusted

To Keith Milano.

Dear Keith,

Although we have never actually met, I wanted to let you know that you have changed my life in inexplicable ways. In ways that I never imagined possible.

Some might say that it was a mutual love of books that introduced me to your sister, Denise. I, however, believe that you had a hand in that introduction. You, a man who suffered in a way so many people still dont understand, brought us together for reasons far greater.

Thanks to your familys courage and strength, so many of us have learned your story. And through your story and those who have stories similar, we are learning that there are options, there is help. Mental illness is still misunderstood by so many, but there are people who understand the darkness is real, and it needs attention.

It wasnt until recently that I was able to share my own story about my battle with depression. This, my friend, is something that I am forever grateful to you for. You have made me stronger.

So, from your perch high above us all, as you look down upon us, I hope you can see all of the lives youve affected, all of the people you have helped, and all of the love that has been reserved just for you.

Nicole Edwards

For those of you who would like to learn more about Keith Milanos story, you can do so at www.KeithMilano.org

Sunday evening, at Devotion

Samantha McCoy was rooted to the floor.

As she stood outside of one of the occupied glass rooms that acted as a center stage at Devotion, she was focused intently on Mistress Serena and the sexy scene playing out in front of her.

The scene was relatively familiar to the one shed witnessed between Xander and Mercedes last week during their first night at Devotion. At least as far as setup went. Similar to the way Xander had structured his scene, Mistress Serena was using a St. Andrews cross, a flogger, and sheer determination to command the scantily clad male subs currently occupying the space.

But thats about where the similarities ended.

The biggest difference was that Sam had witnessed more than just domination between Xander and Mercedes. Even from her inexperienced eye, shed caught on to the fact that there was an inferno of emotion raging between the two of them.

With Mistress Serena, her scenes lacked that emotional connection, although they were a little more intimate when she was playing with one or both of her own subs. As she was now.

No, what Mistress Serena offered to the audience was always about hardcore, erotic exchanges. And the majority of the time, she interacted with the members, taking them on and teaching them through participation just what it meant to submit to a Domme.

Sam hadnt considered the differences before, but Xander had certainly made her realize the true depth of emotion that could be shared between a Dominant and a submissive. Until she had seen it with her own two eyes, she hadnt thought anything of it.

Not that it mattered. Based on what she remembered of the scene, Mercedes had enjoyed herself on both occasions. Just like the dark haired man in the glass room facing the audience was. Even strapped to the cross, he seemed to be having just as much fun. As was the blond man bent over in front of him, currently sucking the other mans cock while Mistress Serena impaled Blondie with a large black dildo.

Clearly, based on the sensual cries echoing from the room, Mistress Serena was doing something right.

While Sam could only see one mans face, she could hear the need in both of their combined moans. Whatever they were feeling, it was undeniably gratifying, and it sent a punch of pleasure through Sam. Almost like she was experiencing it vicariously through them.

Oh, Samantha mumbled when the blond man writhed and moaned loudly, his voice echoing through the enclosed room.

The heat of a body moved up against her and Sam instantly recognized it was Logan. Even if she had been blindfolded, she wouldve been able to tell it was him. As she leaned into him, he banded his arms around her and rested his hands on her stomach. His rigid erection was pressed into her back, proof that he was enjoying the scene as much as she was.

Then again, it was easy to enjoy it when you were the one on the outside looking in. It was somewhat like porn, only significantly better. It was exciting to watch as the provocatively dressed Mistress Serena pleasured both of her subs in a way only she could obviously do.

The woman knew how to play them like a fine tuned instrument. She didnt hesitate as she continued to land several smacks on the blonds rosy red ass while she fucked his ass with a thick dildo repeatedly.

From where Sam stood, she could see the tension in the blond guys muscles, the pure pleasure in the dark haired mans eyes. The restrained man looked as though he were damn close to exploding. Knowing Mistress Serena, shed refused her subs the pleasure. At least until she gave them permission.

Enjoying yourself? Logan asked, his breath warm against her neck.

Its entertaining, yes, she said, turning her head to look up at him. How about you?

I cant complain.

Sam turned her attention back to the scene. Logan had been across the room talking to a handsome man she hadnt recognized while shed been chatting with Sierra shortly after they arrived. When Luke and Cole came to retrieve their wife, Sam had originally intended to join Logan, but then shed been distracted by Mistress Serena.

Who were you talking to? she asked him now, resting her hands atop his where they were wrapped around her.

Someone Id like to introduce you to.

Yeah? Sam was still focused on the scene in front of her. The blond man being fucked ruthlessly was moaning in earnest, obviously dangerously close to orgasm.

Later though. Right now, Im not sure how much more of this I can take, Logan breathed against her ear. I need to be inside you.

Sam turned abruptly; no longer interested in what was going on with Mistress Serena and her play toys. They were quite capable of handling themselves. Right now, more than anything, Sam wanted Logan.

Where? she asked, looking away long enough to see what was going on around them.

Ive got a room, he told her, but Sam could see he was about to elaborate. She didnt say a word. Ive reserved a room upstairs that has a swing similar to that one, he told her, motioning toward the sex swing that had been set up on the main floor.

Sam had heard rumors that the sex swing had been a huge hit on the clubs first theme night. So much so, they were apparently going to keep it as a nightly attraction for now.

Sam sucked in a sharp breath as realization dawned, her eyes slamming back to his.

A swing? Was he serious?

Excitement had her stomach bottoming out. They were really going to do this. Experiment with BDSM. Just the two of them. She fought the urge to turn back to Mistress Serenas scene. There was no way it would be like that, would it?

She was suddenly grateful Logan had opted to make tonight private. It was one thing to try something new. It was something entirely different to do it in front of so many inquisitive eyes.

Looking around again, she took stock of what was happening around her. She had been so engrossed in Mistress Serenas scene that she hadnt even noticed that there were quite a few more people than when they had arrived a short while ago.

There was a couple, right at that very moment, getting it on on one of the couches. The woman was leaning over the back of the couch while one man was plowing her from behind. Another man was sitting on the couch, teasing the womans breasts and kissing her in the process. No wasting time for those three.