Page 5 of Dark Bonds

“Literally nothing. Tonight was a first date and this is where he brought me.”

“Good Lord. He brought you to a sex club for your first date? I did you a favor getting him thrown out,” she chuckled. “I’m not going to bore you with all the details, but essentially, Club Inhibition is a club that requires a membership. This is because people need to be carefully vetted to play here. Members are allowed to bring guests. Twice a month, we host an open house of sorts. We sell tickets to fifty people. Both the members’ guests and those who buy tickets are required to fill in paperwork before they’re even let through the door.”

“Ohhh. So, Tad and I shouldn’t have gotten in at all.”

“Nope. He’s been banned. We don’t need that kind of bullshit here. The bouncer is in with Jason right now, likely being let go. Safety is paramount in clubs like this and God knows how many people the he let in that he shouldn’t have.”

“I understand,” I said, throwing back the rest of my drink and standing up. “I’ll be on my way. Thanks, Sasha.”

“Leah, sit down. You’re not going anywhere if you don’t want to. We can easily get you to fill in the form for guests so you can enjoy the rest of your evening. On these nights, there is no outright nudity allowed, with the exception of in the rooms you’ve seen. There isn’t sex anywhere in the main part of the club. On regular nights though, you’ll find that things are entirely different.”

“What are the demonstrations you mentioned earlier?”

“I’ll tell you what. Let’s get you signed in to start and then I can give you a quick tour if you like. I think you and I are going to be great friends.”

“Definitely, but you didn’t answer my question, Sasha.”

“Are you free for lunch tomorrow? We can get to know each other a bit and I can explain the demonstrations then.”

“Umm, sure? I’d love to know more.”

“Perfect. Stay here, I’ll be back in a couple minutes.”

I nodded and watched her walk towards the stairs again. I couldn’t help but laugh. I’d come here with a date but was somehow leaving with an entirely different kind of date. In no time I’d finished the paperwork and she’d slapped a purple wristband on me, explaining that it identified me as one of the member’s guests. She showed me around the rest of the club. The private rooms along the back wall belonged to the owners and management staff. Apparently, Sasha was one of the assistant managers and, as such, had one of the rooms. The second floor consisted entirely of private rooms along all the walls and a large play space with a variety of apparatuses in the center.

“Okay, honey, I need to take off. Meet me at Seduction at 1 tomorrow. It’s a restaurant up one block from here, you can’t miss it.”

“See you then. Thanks again!”

She walked away and I then made my way to the back of the club towards the series of closed doors. My curiosity was piqued, but I knew they were closed for a reason. I was about to turn away when I realized the door at the one end was slightly ajar, a deep red light emanating from within the room. Before I even realized it, my feet were moving towards it. I leaned in, listening for any sound from within but there wasn’t any. I gently pushed the door back, just enough so that I could peek in. My eyes widened as they roamed over his physique, my already damp panties flooding with excitement. Only feet in front of me stood the most remarkable specimen of man I’d ever seen. He looked up with a wicked smirk, flogger in hand, and took a step towards me.

Fuck me.

LEAH

? ?? Turn it up, heat it up, I need to be entertained… ???

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?”

“I– I’m s–sorry,” I stammered. “I know I shouldn’t be in here.

“Stop,” he commanded in a smooth, deep voice, as I stepped backwards.

I froze, somehow unable to resist following his command. He set the flogger on a table and reached me in three long strides. His light brown hair was short, nearly buzzed on the sides and back, his eyes a unique blue-green shade. He stood about 6’3” and was lean, but muscular. In short? He was downright magnificent.

“Let’s start at the beginning, shall we? My name is Jason. I’m one of the managers here. Your turn. What’s your name and who are you here with?”

“I’m Leah,” I offered quietly. “I’m here with Sasha. Well, I didn’t come with Sasha. What I mean is I met her and she said it was okay to be here. I filled in the paperwork!”

“Take a deep breath. Sasha told me about you when she came up to the office. You’re more than welcome to stay, though I’d suggest you not go poking your head into private rooms. You never know what you might be walking into.”

“You’re right. I’m so sorry. Maybe it’s better if I just go.”

“Leah, why don’t you come dance with me? You’ve got the whole evening here, so you should enjoy it.”

I thought about it for only a moment before nodding my assent and allowing him to lead me back to the dance floor, his hand at the small of my back. When we reached it, he spun me around with a grin on his face. Placing his hands on my hips, he pulled me towards him, leaving just a few inches between us. We swayed easily to the music and I inhaled his intoxicating smell. Leather, sandalwood, and sheer masculinity. I could happily be surrounded by it for the rest of my life.

Where the fuck did that thought come from?

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