Page 76 of Ruthless Angel

“This is it,” Blaze confirmed. “Ready?”

“No,” I admitted with a shrug. “I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for this. Let’s go get it over with.”

We got out of the Camaro and walked hand in hand to the door. As soon as we were inside, we were greeted by the heavybass of slow, sensual music. Two doormen dressed in black suits stood next to a leggy knockout with long black braids and deep brown skin. She wore a tight leather dress that hugged her body.

“Welcome to Paradise.” She beamed a bright smile at us. “Have you been here before?”

Opting for the truth, I said, “No, this is our first time.” My gaze strayed to the camera in the corner, watching our ever move.

“How exciting. You never forget your first time. Dirk and Jacob will check your I.D. and take any mobile devices you may have. You can pick them up on your way out. I’ll give you the tour.” She waved us over to the two silent men.

We were given a pat down by the first guy while the second checked the I.D. cards we handed over. Fakes supplied by the Sinners. They seemed to think this was dangerous enough for us to use fake identities. I was Cassie Oliver and Blaze was Alex Peterson.

After we paid the entry fee, the doorman handed back our I.D. and our hostess whisked us through a heavy black velvet curtain. “My name is Chandra. I’ll be around if you have any questions or need anything. I think you’ll find the place to be relatively straight forward though.”

We stepped through the curtain into a huge room decorated in shades of red and black. A bar along the back wall served drinks to people in barely there attire. Lots of leather and bondage gear. Some people wore masks with zipper mouths. I did my best to play it cool and not gawk at anyone.

“This is our main party room,” Chandra said, raising her voice above the music. “No sex allowed on this floor but plenty of flirty fun. It’s a good place to dance, have a drink, or meet other couples to play with, if that’s what you’re into.”

Couches and tables were littered about. Most of them faced a dance floor filled with half naked people grinding all overeach other. All right, nothing too intense so far. I didn’t see any cameras inside.

“Let me take you downstairs. That’s where the really fun stuff happens.” With a saucy grin, Chandra motioned for us to follow.

She led the way to a large spiral staircase on one side of the room. Holding tight to the railing, I descended behind her, steeling myself for whatever lie below.

We entered into another room that was almost as large as upstairs. The lighting was darker, the music more mellow but still inviting. A much smaller bar served drinks in the corner. Various types of BDSM equipment was located around the room. Stuff I’d never seen before.

Couches, chaise lounges, and straight up sex chairs were carefully placed so they faced a stage in the middle of the room. A naked man and woman fucked on the stage beneath a spotlight for everyone to see.

My gaze roamed over the patrons. Most of them were engaged in their own activity. Spilling off couches onto the floor. Bending their partners over the arms of the chaise lounge while taking them from behind. Oral sex in more positions than I’d ever let myself imagine.

Slaps echoed here and there as people enjoyed whipping and being whipped. One man was strapped to a large Saint Andrew’s cross while another man zapped his genitals with a small electrical device. The strapped down man moaned in pleasure.

Across the room, a woman was strapped to a series of metal poles that held her in a standing position, unable to move or get away. A vibrator attached to the front of the contraption buzzed between her legs.

A forced orgasm setup? From what Raina had said, Havoc would love that. Hell, there was even a woman in a cage.

I blinked a few times. Wow. This was…wild.

“As you can see, pretty much anything goes on this floor,” Chandra explained. “There’s a table over there filled with condoms, lube, toys fresh out of the package, and more. Feel free to take whatever you need. Over there are the private rooms for those who are not into the exhibitionist side of things. They can also be used for group sessions. Here, I’ll show you.”

Blaze and I exchanged a look as we followed her across the room to a small hallway lined with doors. His lips twisted into a grin as he winked.

I held tight to his hand, afraid to let go and lose him in the throng of sex-charged club goers. Chandra opened a door and showed us the inside of a room with a bed, a side table littered with sex accessories, and a Saint Andrew’s cross in the corner. I did a double take when I noticed the restraints attached to the bed.

She then showed us where the restrooms were down a quiet hallway that branched off from the party zone. “You’ll find that our restrooms are large, clean, and also have showers. I hope you’ll find them up to your standards.”

The black vinyl flooring continued past the bathrooms, down the hallway where it wrapped around a corner. What was down there?

Catching me looking, Chandra said, “Our restricted area is at the end of the hall. It’s staff only.”

I nodded and smiled in understanding. So that’s where we needed to plant cameras the most. This wasn’t going to be easy.

“If you don’t have any questions, I’ll leave you to explore and have some fun.” Chandra waited while we both shook our heads. “Great. Enjoy.”

She disappeared with a smile, leaving us to get our heads on straight. Feeling overwhelmed, I leaned back against the wall next to the restroom.

“This is so…wow…I don’t even have words for it.” My gaze strayed toward the restricted area. How the hell were we supposed to get in there, plant a camera, and get out unnoticed?

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