Page 22 of Now and Forever

“So, am I a submissive? A sub?”

Seth’s brow was creased, and he’d sounded concerned. Malcolm glanced at Daya, who was thankfully engrossed in another sales pitch.

“No baby, you’re not. Being a submissive can mean a lot of things to different Masters and Doms, but I’m a Daddy only. I don’t even consider myself a Daddy Dom. Like I told you before, I’d thought about becoming a Master. But once I had a boy to care for, the only part of the lifestyle that interested me anymore was theDaddypart.”

“Oh. Okay.” Seth chewed his lip as he stared at the paper they were supposed to sign. “I’m still curious about seeing the rest of dungeon, but I don’t think I’d want to come back even if the things going on here didn’t upset me.” He looked up. “I mean, I’m only interested in being your boy, so I guess I feel the same way that you do about BDSM.”

Malcolm cupped the back of Seth’s head then pressed a kiss to his forehead. He gave him a smile. “Shall we sign then check the joint out?”

Seth let out a laugh. “Let’s do it.”

Malcolm was grateful for one thing in regards to the over the top theme—it had clearly put Seth at ease.

“Here you go, Daya. We’ve both signed.” Malcolm handed her the clipboards and pens, which of course,alsohad pink feathers attached.

“Awesome.” She smiled at them while also waving at the people she’d just helped. “There are various theme rooms, so take a look around. If you want to head to the main room, it’s at the very end of the hallway to the left.”

“Are there demonstrations going on tonight?”

“Absolutely. There are in each of the theme rooms as well, but the main stage is where all the whippings, floggings, shibari and such takes place.”

Seth gripped Malcolm’s arm and he pressed is frame to Malcolm’s side. Malcolm laid his hand on Seth’s in reassurance.

“Anything of interest in the theme rooms tonight? Perhaps some sensation play?”

Seth squeezed Malcolm’s arm. He wasn’t sure if it had been an intentional or reflexive action.

“Why, yes. In about an hour there’ll be a figging demo in Room Three.”

“Hmm…”Perhaps. “Great. Thanks again for all your help.”

She flashed her perfect smile again. “You’re welcome. You gentlemen have fun.”

Malcolm gathered up Seth’s hand in his own. “Ready?”

“Yeah, but what’s figging? Is it something you want to do? Are we going to the demonstration or to the main room or both?”

Malcolm chuckled as he gave Seth’s hand a tug. “Goodness. I’ll answer all your questions, I promise. But let’s check out the main room first.”

Anything to get away from this wallpaper.

“Okay, Daddy. Sorry, I’m just a bit overwhelmed.”

“No worries, sweetheart. It’s a lot to take in all at once.”

They took the hallway that Daya had referred them to, and after passing the room the figging demo would be in later, they reached an entryway that opened into an open ceiling space that was as large as the dance portion of the club.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Located in the area that had once been the stage in the previous incarnation of the dungeon, was what appeared to be the bow of a pirate ship complete with a large wheel, mast and a skull and crossbones flag.

Malcolm covered his face with one hand, then grasped his jaw. A male sub was tied naked to a whipping post and he was being flogged by two shirtless, burly men with full beards and pirate attire—captain’s hats and all. He wasn’t sure if he was in a BDSM club or at Treasure Island in Vegas. He wassogoing to grill Nate the next time they spoke.

“It’s like watching a movie,” Seth whispered to him.

Malcolm leaned in. “Or a porn film.”

Seth snickered and went back to intently observing the scene unfold.

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