Chapter 11 No Witty Comeback #2
“Fuck,” I muttered to myself. Walking through, I let the door close behind me as I took in my surroundings.
It was…actually really damn nice in here.
Everything was done in sleek leathers, whites, blacks, and pops of green, pink.
Checkered floors beneath my feet, a black leather love seat on the far wall, a white desk in front of me with hard lines and a glass top, and plants with pops of pink flowers on the scattered tabletops.
My eyes met the pair of solid green eyes behind the desk as she smiled and waved. She was a shorter woman like me, with pretty porcelain skin and dark red hair. She had a small gold hoop in her bottom lip and a matching one on the opposite side of her nose.
“Hello, I’m Ruby! How can I help you?” she said cheerfully.
Ruby was wearing a short black skirt that looked to be made of glitter and a dark emerald-green tank top that matched her eyes.
She was really pretty—not that I should be shocked.
Of course the front of the house that greeted clients was pretty.
I forced my feet to walk over to the counter and smiled nervously. “I, um.” I cleared my throat and pulled out my phone, opening my chat with Batman. “I have a meeting this evening with someone from the…um, app. My code is 3-5-2-6.”
She nodded her head and punched the number into the computer down at her side that I hadn’t even noticed yet. “I’ve got you. You’re in the sensory deprivation room tonight.”
“The what?” I asked before I could think better of it.
She giggled softly, “I’m sorry. It totally didn’t dawn on me that you were a new member.
You haven’t gotten a tour yet. When you’re done, just let me know if you want one before you head out!
I’ll explain while I walk you over there though.
” Ruby clicked a few buttons on her computer, locking it down, and then came out from behind the desk, unlocking the door to the left of her desk.
I followed her, trying not to fidget with my shorts too much.
I’d already met this man once in the middle of the woods and let him fuck me when anyone could happen upon us.
Someone in the sex club happening upon us shouldn’t make me anxious.
At least they were here for the same reason.
That should make it better, right? I internally rolled my eyes. Such a ridiculous line of thought.
Ruby led me down a hallway and pointed ahead.
“Okay so, if you keep going down through that archway, it leads you to our public area. That’s where people can mingle, meet up, get drinks, all that.
We have a two drink limit, I feel like that’s for obvious reasons.
But if you go up through this door, it leads to the second and third floors.
Second floor is the private suites, and third floor is the more…
in-depth area. Think public sex, BDSM, that sort of thing.
It’s easier to explain when you see it honestly.
But the second floor is where you’re off to. ”
We started up the steps, and she opened another door on the second floor.
It was a dimly lit hallway, and the checkered print flooring continued into a hallway full of doors.
Each door seemed to have a name across it on a sleek black plaque.
The Whipping. The Cross. A Dom’s Playground.
I forced my eyes back to Ruby. I couldn’t decide if I was more nervous or turned on.
She stopped in front of a door midway down the hall. The door read, ‘Into the Darkness’. A sense of excitement ran through me as I started getting a clear idea of where tonight was going.
“Okay, so, the room is pitch black. No windows, no lights, etc. When you go in, you have two minutes to look around before the lights shut off. This is mainly so you don’t trip and hurt yourself on the way to wherever your date wants you.
So, yeah. There are also clean-up and aftercare kits in all the night-stand table drawers and a small bathroom with a shower to get cleaned up if you need it.
” She smiled and opened the door for me, looking over her shoulder as she turned away.
“Let me know if you want the tour before you head out!”
“Oh, yeah, thank you,” I replied quickly before stepping into the room and closing the door behind me.
He’d told me he wanted me naked, on the bed, and while part of me wanted to tell him to go fuck himself for telling me what to do, now that I was here, I was glad I didn’t.
It made more sense why he had told me where to be.
The room was pretty standard. It had dark wooden floors, a door off to my right that I assumed was the bathroom, and the walls had a pretty dark floral wallpaper.
It was somehow comforting. The bed was a king with black sheets, and small notches on the bed posts every few inches, which I knew were for restraints.
I felt my core clench just thinking about it.
I shook my head and started stripping off my clothes, setting them on a chair next to the door.
If I had more than two minutes, I’d investigate more, but I knew two minutes would go quickly, and Ruby was right, I didn’t want to trip and fall or something dumb trying to find the bed again.
Last thing I needed was him walking in to find me knocked out and naked on the floor.
Adorable…not.
I sat down on the side of the mattress, surprised by how comfortable it was, and pushed myself back to the center.
I could do this. I truly was excited to see him again…or well…it didn’t even matter. I wasn’t going down that road. This was simply for fun, and that was it. As soon as the words crossed my mind, a small beep sounded and the lights went off.
It was pitch fucking black.