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9. Universal safe word at Club Sin is RED, unless otherwise agreed upon. Be aware of non-verbal cues.
At Club Sin, we want you to have a satisfying experience. Go and play!
After we both sign the paper and then hand it back, we go to the area where we are directed. There we leave our cell phones, our coats, keys, and anything else that we don't want to bring with us into the main play area.
"Let's walk around and get a lay of the land. Then we'll come back down to the main area, yeah?" Gigi asks.
I agree, as I’m nowhere near ready to leave her side just yet.
The first floor is all the old living areas that have been turned into lounge areas with a bar. The rooms are wide open with hardwood floors that look to be original, and it's decorated in a luxury old South feel. They've kept as much of the character of the house as possible. The history nerd in me is more interested in the decor of the building than the people having sex on the couch ten feet away. Maybe that's why Gigi insists I need to get out more.
We get a drink and then move across the room to look at the numbered rooms on the floors above. Each room is set up with a different kink or theme in mind. When we were planning the trip, this is what Gigi was most excited about.
"Can we take the elevator? I don't want to try to do the stairs in these heels," I tell Gigi, and she nods. What we find is an old cage style elevator that again the history nerd in me just loves.
We pass by a primal playroom and a room completely full of corsets. There’s another room with people that have different collars on, other rooms have people tied up and some the sound of spanking fills the area. One definitely catches my eye. It is the room where you're encouraged to simply watch. There's just something about watching someone else's most intimate experience that always seems to turn me on, even though it shouldn't.
We don't linger too much in any one room. Though we do find some private rooms on the fifth floor before going back down to the bar area. Gigi goes to grab another drink, but I still have more than half of mine. While at the bar, a man walks up to her. They start talking and flirting and my gut tells me that this is who she wants to go play with tonight.
Gigi's job may seem simple. Learn a dance routine and then do it over and over again on stage. In reality, she also helps design costumes and has to do a lot of off stage public relations work to bring people into the show. So when we were making plans, she made it clear to me that she wants to play while here and de-stress. Of course, I one-hundred percent encouraged it.
"Are you going to be okay on your own? What you need to do is find someone and go have fun. Maybe join another couple or go and observe a room. We're here for the night, so take advantage of it." Gigi gives me a hug before walking off with the guy towards the stairs.
I decide to walk around the main level and see what's going on. As I leave the area with the bar and turn a corner, I run smack dab into a wall of muscle.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I was not paying attention," I say, thinking, thank the Lord that at least he has clothes on. It could have been so much more awkward had he been naked.
That prayer of thanks lasts a millisecond until I look up into the familiar eyes of Brooks. One of my father's best friends.
"Ella? What the fuck are you doing here?" he growls.
He sounds so mad that I freeze in place, not sure what to say or do. I don't think I've ever heard this man cuss when talking to me. Much less be anything more than perfectly in control and almost emotionless. His eyes run over me, and they almost seem to get more furious.
"I um... I'm here with..."
"Who the hell are you here with?" The anger in his voice is clear this time. It makes it hard to think because he's never been mad at me before and I don't like it one bit.
"Oh... umm, Gigi?" I say hesitantly, wondering if that's going to make him angrier. Is he going to tell my dad that he found me here? That's going to be a super awkward conversation to have.
Looking at him, I get lost in the moment. I've always had a crush on this man. He's a few years younger than my father, but he's seemed out of my league. Though I’ve had a crush on him for years and think he is so attractive. He, Connor, and Finn have been pretty much inseparable for as long as I've known them. Growing up, the fantasies I had with the three of them are enough to make me blush even now.
"Fuck," he whispers, looking around. "I have a private room upstairs. Let's go talk there." He holds out his hand for me.
I nod, take his hand, and follow him to the elevator and back up to the fifth floor. We head down a long hallway and stop in front of one of the rooms that has been closed. He opens it, and I step inside, turning to look at him.
When he closes the door behind us, only then do I actually look at the details of the room. Instantly, I freeze because on the couch staring directly at me are the other two that have starred in many of my fantasies and naughty dreams.
I'm now trapped in a private room in Club Sin and with my father's three best friends.
Chapter 2
Finn
WesentBrooksdownto find us someone to play with us because he's the bigger flirt of the three of us. He seems to have this innate ability to pick out someone who would be interested in having the three of us. He can talk to them and get them to agree to come up to the room. While Connor and I just have to wait.
I don't mind. Hanging around downstairs and having women throw themselves at me really isn't my thing. I know what I want, and sorting through the riff-raff to find it doesn’t appeal to me.
Normally the girls Brooks brings back are cute. Sometimes, they're shy, and other times they're more outgoing. It all depends on what we decide we want that night. But this time takes the cake. How the hell did he end up bringing Ella back?
