Page 19 of Dark Bonds

“Come on, ladies,” Chase chuckled, “the meeting is starting.”

He ducked to avoid my joking smack to the back of his head. Chase had always been a fun guy to be around, so when he and Seb decided to open the club a few years earlier, I jumped at the opportunity to work for them. I worked at a couple of different BDSM clubs before I came here, but I didn’t like their practices. I didn’t feel as though they were protecting people as they should have been. They, essentially, were the corrupt underbelly of the BDSM clubs.

The worst part was people new to the lifestyle would go to those clubs and not necessarily know that the experiences they were having were not how they should have been. On my last night at the last club, a young sub was rushed to the hospital, nearly unrecognizable and the so-called Dom was nowhere to be found. I had decided at that point I wouldn’t go to anymore clubs. Instead, I built my own dungeon of sorts at home. I was happy to be able to get back to some of my clubbing experiences once Inhibition opened.

“Okay, everyone,” Seb started. “I’m sure you’ve wondered why we’ve pulled all of the managers in, but we felt it was necessary. We’ve had an influx of applications for new memberships and, honestly, Chase and I are a little overwhelmed. we were hoping each of you could take on a little bit to help us. The vetting process can be a little daunting, but this could much easier distributed across management.”

“We could probably include some of the Dungeon Masters in this process as well,” Chase added.

“I don’t see why not,” I added. “All of them are experienced Doms that have worked here for years. They know exactly what to look for.”

Seb shook his head.

“The DMs are actually going to be working on something else. All of the new members are accepted on a probationary basis. They are going to be keeping a special eye out for the new members and bring any issues to the attention of one of us.”

“You’re probably right. So, how can we help, guys?” asked Sasha.

“There are a few stages of the vetting process, as you all know. If a couple of you could help screen the online questionnaires that are coming, that would be great. We could also use some help doing the background checks and in-person interviews.”

We all looked at each other and it was obvious what everyone was thinking. All three jobs sucked. I had no problem helping out. In fact, more eyes on the potential members could only work better for us. I thought for a minute and when no one else said anything, I took a deep breath and started.

“What if we rotate the jobs? That way, more than one set of eyes will be involved in every application. It also means that none of us will get sick of doing any one job.”

“That’s actually a really good idea,” Cam, one of the other managers, said.

“I agree. What do you think, Seb?”

“It’s probably what will work best for everyone. I would suggest doing a monthly rotation. Chase and I will set up another meeting once we have things straight on our end to go over how each stage works and how to do it.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Sasha said, the rest of us nodding our agreement.

“Also,” Chase added excitedly, “we are going to be adding some new equipment over the next couple of months. We’re not going to tell you right now, but just a heads up, it means more training sessions and then demos.”

“Fantastic,” I said dryly. “Those are ever so exciting.”

“Watch it,” Seb chuckled, “or we’ll choose the worst of them for you.”

Everyone laughed along with him, myself included. The meeting broke up fairly soon after that and I headed to my room to get ready for seeing Leah tonight. I had far too many things to go over in all at once, so I needed to select a group of them to start with. We could add things as time went on. I spent a couple of hours picking some things out and then headed home to sleep for a while. It was going to be a late night.

* * *

I met Leah outside the club and, as with every time I’d seen her, she looked stunning in a barely there red dress. I wanted to skip over the plans for tonight, take her to the second-floor play area, and fuck her until everyone knew she was mine. Instead, I kissed her softly and led her to my room, stopping only to grab drinks. She laughed when I opened the door and we walked into my room.

“Good God, Jason. Do you think you have enough shit for us to look at?” she laughed.

“Baby girl, this is, at best, a quarter of what I have. I have my own room at home that’s got some things that I don’t have here as well.”

“Oh wow, so we’re only looking at the things on the bed tonight?”

“That, and a few things around the room too.”

She nodded excitedly and stood next to the bed. One by one, we went through everything until I knew what her limits were. I was equally excited when the only thing she placed a hard limit on was any sort of electro-play. I had already been impressed with how open she was to everything, but I never expected to have this kind of freedom.

“Leah, have you always known you were bi?”

“I’ve been curious, but never acted on anything until Sasha.”

“Jesus, the way you two were going at it, I never would have guessed that. You definitely seemed to enjoy it,” I chuckled.

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