Sinner Chapter 13 #2
Damir chuckled, then opened the door and wished us a great evening.
Inside, the first stop was an alcove where the greeter sat.
Their responsibility was to say hello, answer basic questions, and hand out wristbands with the beads patrons had chosen.
I’d removed only the beads that didn’t apply from mine.
I wore one on each wrist. I removed the non-monogamous red-and-black striped bead from the left bracelet and switched it to my right one, denoting that I was in a committed relationship and not willing to play.
The other beads were on my right. The peach bead announced that I was an impact-play giver rather than the receiver, which would be peach on the left side.
The other main one on my right was a dark green bead that showed I was into bondage as the rigger.
“Hello, Sinner,” Donnetta said sweetly. She was tonight’s greeter. She gave Anastasia an appraising glance but not a bitchy one.
“Hi, Donnette. I need to do bracelets. This is Stasia, my girlfriend. It’s her first time here.
On one, I need the white guest bead, plus the red-and-black striped committed one.
On the other wristband, I need a yellow one for role-playing, a peach one for impact play, and a dark green one for bondage receiver, please. ”
As I rattled them off, saying what they were for only for my lady’s sake, Donnetta swiftly and accurately made the two thin wire bracelets while chatting with Anastasia.
Donnetta told her more about the bead system, what the inside was like, and who to go to if she had questions or problems. When she handed over the first one, I placed it on Anastasia’s right wrist, and then the last went on her left wrist. When they were in place, Donnetta smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you, Stasia. You’re gonna love it here. Sinner can answer just about any question, but if you ever need to know something, ask me: oh, and Sinner, congratulations on such a gorgeous catch. You be good to her,” she winked.
“I will, Donnette, don’t you worry. Thanks.”
I let Anastasia murmur her thanks, followed by her goodbye, before we entered the main part of the club.
As we made our way through the first floor, I pointed out various areas and explained the basic rules, even though I’d done so at home last night.
The music was loud, but not so loud that you couldn’t hear someone speak.
The bar stretched along one wall. Thinking that she might relax if she had alcohol, I guided her that way.
“Remember what I told you about drinks and how they limit you if you plan to go upstairs and play. Since you’re not a member yet, you won’t have a card like mine. They’ll give you a stamped and dated card. Would you like something alcoholic or stick to water or soda? It’s up to you.”
She took a few moments to decide.
“I know we’re not playing, but I’d like to stay sober. I’d love a bottle of water, though.”
I found a spot at the bar. I placed her in front of me so I could enclose her body with mine, preventing anyone from jostling her or hitting on her.
Her body relaxed back into mine. It took a couple of minutes for a bartender to come to us because they were so busy.
It was Kori. She was a newer hire, but from what I saw, she was more than competent.
Her smile and easy manner earned her great tips.
“Why hello, Sinner, it has been a while. What can I get the two of you?” Kori asked, smiling at Anastasia.
“Hey, Kori, nice to see you, too. This is Anastasia, my girlfriend. This is her first time here, so she’s on a guest pass. Our order is simple. Two bottled waters and a ginger ale, please.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Anastasia. As Sinner said, I’m Kori. Welcome to Lustz.”
My woman put her hand across the bar to shake hands, which they did. “It’s great to meet you, too, Kori. Everyone I’ve met so far has been super sweet.”
“We’re blessed with the people we work with, and I have to say the vast majority of patrons and patronesses. I’ll be right back with your order.”
Kori swiftly sauntered off.
“See, she’s wearing jeans,” I whispered in Anastasia’s ear. It was to tease her. She elbowed me in the stomach.
“I see. And so are others, but there are super sexy outfits too,” she whispered back.
“The real question is, do you feel better about yours?” I asked.
“Yes, much better. Those photos the ladies sent helped so much. I can’t wait to meet them so I can thank them in person.”
I kept to myself the fact that I’d be shocked if some weren’t here tonight.
When one of the core group found someone and brought them to Lustz, the others descended in force to make their acquaintance and welcome them into the group.
That meeting would most likely occur on the second floor, though it was short notice, so they might not be able to swing it this time.
Kori was true to her word and promptly returned with our order. I paid rather than start a tab and tipped her generously. There was more chatter before we moved away to give someone else our spot.
As we wandered the first floor, checking out the seating spots and the dance floor, I was hailed several times.
Some were merely a nod or a hand wave, and then done.
Others paused, no doubt to find out who the woman on my arm was.
Anastasia was attracting a lot of attention.
It wasn’t just because she was with me. She was stunningly gorgeous.
I noted interest in several faces, then deflation when they realized which beads she had on which wrist.
I walked taller and held her close. I wanted everyone to know she was mine and I had no intention of sharing.
There were a bunch of surprised expressions, in a few cases, shocked ones, that I had settled down with a monogamous partner, especially one who was mine in the outside world.
Eventually, we made it upstairs to where the real action was.
The difference in the setup was apparent. Anastasia was stunned.
“God, Reign, this is so different.”
“It is. Let’s just meander, and you can see the different stages and acts, then we’ll check out the rooms,” I suggested.
“Sounds perfect,” she replied.
We spent the next half hour watching the stages where patrons performed, the stages where Lustz employees enacted scenes to arouse the crowd, and the various themed rooms that can be reserved.
It was while we were outside one of the rooms, watching a couple go at it, that Mikhail, with Tajah at his side, approached us.
“There you are. I thought you had changed your mind. It’s good to see you. Hello, Anastasia, I’m Mikhail. I own this club. This woman is my amazing wife, Tajah. We hope you’re enjoying Lustz,” he smoothly said as he held out his hand.
Anastasia never hesitated to shake his hand, then Tajah’s, as she replied.
“Mikhail, Tajah, thank you for granting my guest pass. It’s been educational yet incredible to be here. I’ve never been in a club. I’m totally new to this. As evidenced by my frantic plea for help on what to wear. Tajah, you and the other ladies were absolute lifesavers.”
“Oh, Anastasia, it was no problem. I remember what it was like when I first came here. I was so lost and uncomfortable. It’s how I met Mikhail. And by the way, you are jaw-droppingly beautiful in that outfit or in rags. I’m jealous,” Tajah pouted.
Her remark caused a burst of laughter. The back-and-forth of thanks and remarks continued for a minute or two before Mikhail interjected.
“We’d like to have you meet more of our inner circle of friends. Would you be willing to come up to the apartment? It’s quieter, and we won’t be disturbed.”
I looked at Anastasia as she looked up at me.
“It’s up to you. I’m fine either way,” I said.
“I’d like to meet everyone who is here. They helped me so much, and it’ll be great to know who is who. You’ve given me names, but it isn’t the same as an actual visual.”
“Then it’s settled. Lead away, oh mighty leader,” I told Mikhail.