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He shifts in his seat. He looks uncomfortable, and I don’t push, I wait patiently for him to say whatever is on his mind. “I’ve got to be honest… I want to take you in there, I want to be the one you experience this with, but I’m so worried I’ll get you in there and you’ll be so disgusted by it you’ll think differently of me.”
I reach over, placing my hands in his, rubbing my thumbs across the tops of his knuckles. He gives me a look like he might change his mind, so I reach across and place a gentle kiss on his lips. “I know I don’t know what goes on in a sex club, but the not knowing has me thinking really bad things.”
“What do you mean ‘bad things’?”
“Like maybe there are people held there against their will, or they really hurt people… I don’t know, but I want to. Finn, I want you to show me why you like it. I want to know everything about you. I want you to tell me the things that you like. I don’t know if I’ll like everything, but I am open minded, and I’d like to think that I’d give most things a try. I want to give you what you need.”
He offers me a sweet smile. “You know you’re damn incredible, don’t you?” He places his hand on my check, his thumb caressing it, when he leans in and kisses my forehead. “Okay, but before we go in there, I need to go over a few things with you.”
“I’m listening.”
“When we get there, we’ll be taken into a side office, away from the main club, giving you time to read the NDA before signing it, providing you are happy with the content.
There is a choice of bands to be worn. You will be given a black band––”
“What are the other colours? And why do I get black?”
“Each colour represents what your limitations are. White is a guest, and they are off limits at all times. Blue is no contact, and they will venture from room to room watching but are not to be approached. Yellow is limited contact, some touching with the members who express consent but no intercourse. Orange is for the wearer to perform acts on those who are pre-agreed. Anyone wearing orange is not to be touched. Green is for switch, meaning they can be approached but they determine what acts to take part in. Red, there are no limits, they will take part in all forms and will often be on stage performing acts for others to watch.”
“So black is what?”
“Before I tell you that, let me explain something… every time we decide to go to the club, we have a conversation about what each of us would like to happen and what we are prepared for. We agree on all counts before we walk through that door.
“Black has a double meaning. The first is that you are married to another member of the club. The second is your partner has control of your night, and they say yes or no to any requests.”
I sit back a little, taking in all of the information he’s just given me. “So you decide what I do when I’m there?”
“I say yes or no inside the club to anything we agree to before we enter. I am the voice, but ultimately, you have the final say. If you said to me before we got there that you only want to watch, anytime someone approaches for more, I make it clear you’re off limits.
“I will make it clear to anyone who comes near you that you are off limits to all, and the only reason I’m giving you the black band is because I want everyone in there to know you’re my wife. I can see your mind working overtime… are you okay? Do you have questions?”
He hands me a bottle of water he picked up on the way here and lets me process everything. I screw the lid back on the bottle and let out a small breath. “I have a question.”
“Just one?”
“For the moment.”
“Go ahead, ask me.”
“What if when we are in there I want something to happen?”
“Need you to clarify what you’re asking me.”
I know what I want to try, or at least, I know some of the things I would like to try, but I don’t know how to ask him. I know we’re married now, and I’ve been here for over a month, but I don’t know how he would feel about these things. His hand comes up, gently gripping my chin, and he turns my face back to him.
“Princess, you need to be able to be honest with me, you need to trust me, and I need to trust that you’ll tell me what you want and when you want it. If I think for even a moment you won’t, then we won’t be going in there.”
“Erm…” I chew on my lip while I think about the things I want to ask about. “What if I wanted to do stuff with you when we’re in there?”
“There are private rooms we can use anytime you feel like you want us to do anything.”
I huff out a sigh. I was kind of hoping that he would pick up on what I meant, but he’s right, I need to be comfortable telling him things. “What if I wanted to watch others?”
“There are rooms for that.”
“What if I wanted others to watch us?” I can feel myself blush slightly, and I only hope he can’t see it.
“Again, there are rooms for that.”
