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Making sure the coast is clear I step out and close the hidden door behind me making sure to keep my head down. I don't know if anyone in here knows who I am but I don't want to take that risk.
I'm wearing a simple pair of tights and the large sweater that hides Chance from the world but I make sure to pull the hood up to cover my hair and shield my face.
"Shit." My stomach drops to my feet as I make my way toward the exit and see two security guards standing there. There's no way I'm going to just be able to walk out without one of them stopping me. Time to come up with a different plan.
I turn quickly and make my way down a different hallway. Each of the doors is shut and a bright neon light is shining out from underneath them. I hear music, laughter, and erotic moaning coming from everywhere.
I know what happens here in the sex club but it's still hard to keep my focus when it feels like I'm an intruder in other people's private time.
"Do you have everything set up for the recording?"
I freeze, Diego is behind me probably right around the corner. He seems to be a calm person, definitely a lover and not a fighter like Vitto says but still, I don't know if he'll change. After all his father and sister look calm and normal from the outside but from what I know of them either one of them would kill me in an instant.
Searching around for a different exit, the way the club is set up it's like one big circle. If I run I'll just end up running right in the back of him. I need to hide out in one of the rooms. Exactly what I don't want to do. I quickly make my way down the hall and dart into the only room that is open.
At least I thought it was open. I push the door all the way shut but when I look back up I see that there is a woman literally hanging upside down with hooks and clamps attached to her body.
What the fuck.
My eyes trail up her body and I can't stop the gasp that explodes out of my mouth. I'd never seen anything so horrific yet intriguing in my life. The woman is painted red and black and she's wearing shiny patent leather booty shorts and is completely topless.
"Would you look at that? Everyone is coming to see the little whore on display." A man says from behind her before he pulls back a thin wood-looking object and brings it down hard on the woman's backside.
She whines loudly but doesn't cry like I expect her to.
Her eyes stay glued to mine.
"You've been waiting for this haven't you?" The man continues to say disgusting things to her but instead of the woman cursing him out or something like that, she just moans and accepts her punishment.
"Tell her why I'm doing this to you. Tell her why you deserve to be treated like a whore."
I shake my head and take a step back, there's nowhere for me to go. The door is closed behind me. I didn't expect to become a participant in whatever it is that they've got going on in here.
"My master is disciplining me because I left for two days and didn't tell him where I'd be going. He was worried." The woman explains to me.
"You're mine, Leslie. I will not allow you to damage what is mine. I'm the only one who is allowed to put your well-being at risk. Only I know how important you truly are." The man pulls the long tool back again and swipes it hard against her backside.
The woman screams and bucks forward. I'm mesmerized by the entire experience and my imagination starts to go a million miles a minute. This is giving me a lot of different ideas, not just for what I want to do when I see Vitto again but maybe a way to get out of the shit that I'm in with the hit on my head.
When the man pulls out the paint and swipes it along his submissive's neck, a full-fledged plan explodes in my mind. This is how I get my life back. This is how Vitto and I stay together without having to look over our shoulders.
A gust of wind blows my hair forward and I turn quickly to see Diego glaring at me with two security guards by his side. "What the fuck are you doing in here?" He snarls.
"Learning," I reply.
"Learning? You think this is a fucking joke?" He grabs hold of my wrist and yanks me out of the room that I'm clearly not supposed to be in.
"You're hurting me." I try to yank my hand out of his grasp but he only holds on tighter.
"Do you think I give a fuck? You're not my woman. You got your hooks into Vitto, you can play these little games with him. While you're here with me you're going to do what I say or I'm going to leave you to your own fate." He pulls me back to the hidden apartment in the center of the club and waits until we're alone until he opens the door.
The jostling startles Chance and he starts to wail loud enough to be heard under my sweater.
"God dammit, get that kid in the room. I don't want to have to deal with this crap. I can't wait until the both of you are out of my hair." Diego turns to walk out of the small apartment but I grab hold of his arm to stop him.
My plan will give both of us exactly what we want. He wants me gone and I want to be able to live my life without the threat of being killed at any given moment.
"You want me out of your hair, I have the perfect plan to do just that." I lift my chin and he squints at me.
