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A secret I keep in New York.
Turns out she doesn’t request elaboration.
“What do you do here?” she asks.
“Sometimes nothing,” I say. “Sometimes I come alone and simply have a drink at the bar, as we’re doing now. Sometimes I help another member with a scene.”
“A scene?”
“A scene is when members play together.”
“And you…” She takes a sip, pausing for slightly longer than it takes for her to swallow. “You have sex with them?”
I shake my head. “A scene doesn’t always mean sex.”
“So you don’t have sex here?”
“I didn’t say that.”
She takes another sip of Wild Turkey. “For God’s sake, Braden, I’m ageing. What kind of play do you do here?”
I can’t help a smile. Classic Skye. She wants to know everything, and she wants to know it now.
“First of all, you’ll see all kinds of play here, and some includes sex. Some includes other types of intimacy, and some includes no intimacy at all. I’ll tell you this. If I’m involved in a relationship, as I am with you, I will have sex only with you. In the past, when I haven’t been involved with a woman and I’ve had sex here, I’ve always used protection and I’ve only had sex with women.”
There. That ought to satisfy her. Pure candor.
“So some members…” she begins.
I nod. “Some members have sex with both men and women, yes. Some only with their own sex. Whatever their preference.”
She nods. “What will you and I do here?”
“That’s up to you.”
She smiles and swallows more Wild Turkey. “Really? I thought you had control in the bedroom.”
“I do. But I’ve never done anything without your consent, have I?”
“No. Though sometimes it’s implied.”
“True. It won’t be implied here. I’ll get your express consent for everything I do to you.”
A beautiful dusty pink spreads across her cheeks and chest.
“You’re flushing,” I say.
“Am I?”
“This excites you.”
She nods.
“And that excites me.” I stand and remove my coat then, revealing my bare chest.
She sucks in a breath.
“Stand up,” I say to her.
She does, and I untie the sash of her coat and then unbutton each button. I part the fabric and take the garment from her shoulders.
She looks around. Though the corset covers her breasts, her ass cheeks are completely hanging out. The fishnets and stilettos make her legs look longer and slenderer than they actually are. She was made for sexy clothes.
She looks good. Damned good. Yet no one even glances at her.
Except they do.
Just a dart of a glance here and there. Skye is too beautiful not to notice. But not one gaze lingers on her.
First, she’s collared.
Second…she’s with me.
Everyone here knows who I am.
She meets my gaze. “No one is looking at us.”
I smile. Sort of. I understand her confusion. First, she looks hot as hell, and second, she’s a budding influencer. She’s used to being in the spotlight.
“You mean no one is looking at you.”
“Well…yeah.”
“You’re wearing my collar.”
“Oh. That’s what you meant when you told me it was for my protection? So no one would look at me?”
I shake my head. “No. If you weren’t wearing a collar, others would feel free to approach you, ask you to join in their play.”
“But I could always say no, right?”
“Yes. But if you’re not collared, you’re seen as available here.” I lower my eyelids. “And you’re not available, Skye. You will play with no one but me.”
She doesn’t argue the point, and I don’t expect her to.
I finish my bourbon. “Are you ready to see more?”
She glances at her own glass. Only a tiny bit of amber left. She downs it quickly. “Yes.”
“Good.” I hand our coats, along with another fifty, to an attendant. “I want to take you to the bondage room.”
She inhales swiftly, which is apparent right on the tops of her breasts due to the corset.
I inhale swiftly as well. She’s so fucking hot.
“Okay,” she says.
“I think you’ll like it.”
I lead her away from the bar, through a dark red curtain, and into a hallway. Doors line both sides of the hallway. We walk about halfway down, and I stop at a door.
“Any member can enter this room,” I say. “It’s not private.”
“Okay.”
“You’ll see bondage in here, but you may also see people engaging in intimate play. Are you ready for that?”
“I’ve seen porn, Braden.”
“Live acts are a little different. Normal bodies aren’t always as beautiful as porn-star bodies.”
I always make this clear, because one time I brought a woman to this room and she gasped and made a derogatory comment about an overweight couple. The thought of it still embarrasses me, and needless to say, I got the woman out of there and never saw her again. I don’t for a moment think Skye will react in that way, but it’s part of my programming now.
Skye smiles. “I know that. Don’t worry. I won’t stare.”
“Actually, stare all you want. Anyone engaging in intimate acts in a clubroom that’s open to everyone is naturally an exhibitionist. They expect you to look.”
