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She reaches across the console to touch my hand without looking over. “Good. Nerves are part of the fun, especially for someone with your interests.” Her pointy red nails look ready to draw blood, but they’re gentle as they rest on my skin.
“So, do you do this often? And what exactly will you be doing tonight? You said you’re performing but…” It feels rude to ask her if she plans on having sex on stage. I don’t even know if that’s something that happens at a club like this.
“I go most weekends, but nights with performances beyond regular play are only every couple of months. I planned to do a scene with my sub, but he’s sick. So I’m doing a rope bondage demo tonight instead. Figured I should keep it tame for you.” Blair turns and winks at me as we sit at a light and I snort in surprise.
“You’re not going to tie me up, are you?” I ask, my voice far too fluttery for my liking.
Blair squeezes my hand and this time her nails dig in ever so slightly. “Only if you want me to. The most important thing for you to remember tonight is consent. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You get in there and immediately want to go home? I’ll drive you back to your place, no questions asked. Zero judgment. You decide you want to play with someone and they’re on board? Have at it. If you want to follow me around the whole time like a lost puppy…well, then maybe we should consider getting you a leash.” She says that last part deadpan, but a moment later I catch a twitch of a smile on her lips.
“I’m sure I’ll stick with you, but think I’ll pass on the leash this time.” Blair chuckles at my reply. A minute passes before I continue in a hesitant voice. “You can tie me up for your demo. If you need a volunteer.”
I expect another satisfied half-smile, but her lips downturn. She pulls into a small parking lot outside an unassuming brick building with no discernible sign on the outside and turns off the car before she says anything. Blair turns and her piercing eyes lock onto mine. “I brought you here tonight with no expectations, Mona. You’re here as my friend and guest. Don’t get on stage with me out of a sense of obligation. There’ll be at least a dozen people in there that are more than willing to assist me.”
My cheeks heat and I nod. I appreciate she’s adamant about my motivations, but it feels like she’s scolding me.
“I’ll check with you again before I’m about to perform, and I need to trust that if you say you want to be part of my demo, it’s because you’re doing it foryou.” She ends her words with an even more intense stare. All I can do is nod again and try to understand the burgeoning excitement inside me at the thought of the freedom to do whatever I want tonight.
* * *
“Holy shit.”
The sex goddess beside me smirks at my exclamation as she takes off her coat. Her high cut, blood red latex bodysuit hugs her body, highlighting her petite frame in a way that’s hard to look away from. Blair turns to hand our coats to the smiling man at the entry desk, and I almost curse again when I see the thong highlighting her firm, rounded ass.
My mind screams at me I don’t belong here, standing next to this model gorgeous domme in my crappy heels and all my rolls on display in this tight dress. The guy at the desk eyes Blair in appreciation and for once I hope my usual invisibility to men holds.
“Good to see you, Bella. And your guest…” He looks right at me, waiting for me to give my name.
Right, I guess you don’t use your real name when you go to a sex club. Shit. Now I have to think of a fake name. “Grace!” I blurt out the first name I think of. Blair raises her eyebrow at my weird choice, but says nothing. God, I hope she doesn’t tell Grace I stole her name to use as my BDSM pseudonym.
“Lovely to meet you, Grace. Has Bella gone over The Vault’s rules?”
“Yes.” I nod, trying to look confident and not like a deer caught in headlights.
“Perfect. Have a great night then!” He gives us a warm smile and gestures toward a door leading out from this small lobby area. I expected more waivers and ID checks, but I guess since I’m with a performer, he figures I’m good to go.
Blair holds the door open for me and the sound of low music wafts toward us. I swallow down my nerves, take a deep breath, and head inside. A short, black hallway leads us to another door, behind which I can hear conversation and music.
Blair holds her hand out to me. “You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.” I take her hand, too nervous to feel weird about holding it.
She tugs the door open with her free hand and leads me into what looks at first glance like a standard nightclub. Moody lighting, dark walls, small groups conversing, and a handful of people swaying to the sensual, thudding music. A few heads turn as we move further into the room, and my skin prickles with the sensation of their eyes on me. Though, if I’m being realistic, they’re looking at Blair, not me.
I expect her to take me to the bar, but there doesn’t appear to be one. Damn, I wish I’d known. I hoped that liquid courage might make this a little easier to get into. Blair points out which hallway leads to the restrooms, as well as which one leads to what she calls “playrooms”, then grabs a seat on a black leather couch, across from a couple. One of them has light brown skin and bubblegum pink hair, and wears a large ring collar that coordinates both with her hair and the strappy pink harness dress she has on. The other has on a pair of black leather pants and a black crop top, their halo of electric green hair and almost translucent pale skin standing out against the outfit.
“Lex. Misty.” Blair inclines her head at the pair as they smile in greeting.
“Oh hi! I thought I heard you’re performing tonight, Bella! You and Gray were so stunning last month. I couldn’t stop talking to Lex about it!” The pink-haired girl’s voice is soft and bubbly, a perfect match for her appearance.
The one who must be Lex laughs and runs a hand along Misty’s shoulder, placing it behind her neck in a possessive gesture. “It’s true. We both enjoyed it. Who’s your friend? Is she…?” They trail off and give Bella a questioning look.
Am I what? Her date? Her submissive? Blair seems to understand her meaning and shakes her head. “No. This is Grace. She’s my friend. I thought she might enjoy the scene here, so I hope you’ll help me keep her comfortable tonight.”
Lex nods to Blair, then gives me a quick once over, their lips twisting into a grin. “Nice to meet you, Grace. This is my pet, Misty. Say hello to Grace, kitten.”
Misty turns to me and smiles shyly, her eyes glittering in the dark light. “Hello, Grace.”
“How comfortable do you want us to make her, Bella? Misty’s been begging me for someone else to play with.” Lex winks at me and Misty flushes, looking at me with excitement.
