Chapter Two
Mina stood on the top step and flinched when the door thudded ominously shut behind her, closing her into a room she would never be able to describe in detail to anyone.
Off to the left was a long, beautifully ornate bar.
Behind it was a massive mirror that went to the tall fifteen-foot ceiling.
There were tables and couches everywhere and some kind of equipment at the far end of the room.
The walls were a warm dark gray, and the carpet was lighter gray with swirls of brown, tan, and black mixed in, and looked plush enough to sink her toes into.
Her eyes widened as she took in the way people were dressed, or in some cases, not.
There were men in jeans, dress pants, and leather—some with shirts, some without.
The women were a different story. All of them, except a few large women in all leather, were mostly naked, and some were totally naked.
Never in her life had she been in a place like the one she found herself in at that moment.
The majority of the situation unsettled her, but she had to admit a small percentage made her nipples tighten, and her cream started to saturate her panties.
She kept dragging in deep breaths through her mouth, trying to calm herself.
But the sights, sounds, and smells of leather, sex, and musk were driving her crazy and slightly dizzy.
She’d never been a sexual person and only had sex a few times in her life because it was either painful or left her feeling achy and anxious.
She couldn’t for the life of her figure out why her father would want her to meet him in a place like that. She’d never thought of him enjoying this type of thing. He’d always been so stuffy and traditional.
Her eyes scanned the room. How the heck was she supposed to find her father in this?
The place went on forever, and it looked like there were more steps on the far side.
She took in a calming breath and started toward the bar.
She stopped when she got to the barstools and tried to pull her eyes away from a woman and two men on a large sofa she’d just passed.
The woman was naked and draped across the man’s lap.
One of them played with her pussy while the other ravaged her mouth and played with her breasts.
She could tell the woman was enjoying the attention very much.
“Holy shit. What the hell are you doing?”
Mina turned her head toward the bartender and tried to smile. “I’m sorry. I’m looking for my dad. He’s tall, in his sixties, with black hair. The last time I saw him, he was slim and had gray sideburns.”
The guy’s eyes widened at every word that came out of her mouth. “You’re kidding me, right?”
A frown pinched her eyes together. “No, I’m not.”
“Babe, I don’t think you realize the position you are in? For God’s sake, you don’t even have a collar. What the hell were Stacy and Grant thinking?”
“I told them why I was here. The guard called a guy named Norm, and he was supposed to help me find my father.”
The bartender’s head dropped into one of his hands, and then he shook it. “Jesus, Norm is downstairs taking care of a situation. The Doms are going to eat you up, darlin’. I think you need to hightail it out of here.”
She shook her head. “I can’t. I really want to see my father.”
“What’s your father’s name?”
“Edward Fredrickson. Do you know him?”
The guy shook his head. “I’ve never heard of him. How about you go wait out in the lobby, and I’ll have a few guys look for your father?”
Mina’s hands tightened into little fists as they rested on top of the bar.
“No, please don’t kick me out. I haven’t seen my dad in five years.”
****
Blake’s heart twisted as the little woman’s eyes filled with tears. He had seen many women cry, but most of them could do it on command. This woman was as innocent as they came, and he was terrified she was going to get really hurt.
Not that the Doms in the place were violent or mean, they just expected a sub to act a certain way and follow all the rules. If they didn’t, they would be punished.
“How about I get you a drink first, and then we’ll figure out what to do?”
Mina relaxed, smiled, and boosted herself onto the stool. “I would really appreciate that. Thank you so much.”
“By the way, my name’s Blake.”
She reached across the bar for his hand. “I’m Mina.”
“It’s nice to meet you. What will you have to drink?”
“Do you have ginger ale?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Of course, you want a ginger ale.” He turned away and was back in less than a minute.
“Here’s your drink, madam,” he said dramatically and grinned when she giggled.
He waved off her attempt to pay him. “It’s on the house.
” He set a napkin down and then her drink.
“I’m going to call someone. Can you wait here until I get back? ”
Mina’s eyes kept roaming the room as she sipped her drink. “Sure,” she said distractedly.
Blake frowned as a few Doms started circling the woman, and she was oblivious to it.
****
She froze as she caught sight of a man from the back who could have been her father. He was the right height and build, had dark hair mixed with gray. He even walked like him. She turned to the bartender.
“Sir,” she yelled, waving her hand. His back was turned as he talked on the phone, and the room was too loud for him to hear her. She glanced back at her father, set her drink down, and jumped down from the stool.
She glanced back at the bartender one more time and took off after her father. She was afraid that if she didn’t catch him now, she never would.
****
Blake turned and panicked when he caught sight of the little woman pushing between two large Doms and racing after someone. He rushed around the bar, yelling at another guy to take over for a moment.
He shoved his way through the crowd as he frantically searched for her. He caught sight of the top of her head and headed that way.
“Oh, fuck,” Blake cursed when he caught up to her. She was trying to pull away from one of the tougher Doms in the place.
****
“Oh, please. I need to catch my dad,” Mina said and yanked on the tight grip the guy had on her arm.
“I can be your daddy if that’s what you need?”
Mina froze for a moment, confused, and started trying to pull away from him. “No, you don’t understand. It’s my real dad.”
“Sure, it is. Where the hell is your collar, sub?”
“I don’t have one. Please let me go.”
“No,” the big guy said as his tone hardened.
Blake rushed toward them. “Sir, she doesn’t understand.”
“Oh, I know that. If she did, she’d know those clothes would have been off her before she came through the door.” He tried to pull her closer to him. “No worries, I’ll have it taken care of.”
She started to struggle. He wanted to take her clothes off in front of all these people. The thought sent terror through her. She’d never been naked in front of anyone since she was a young child. The thought of people seeing her fat thighs and pudgy stomach made her sick with shame.
“Please ... let me go,” she cried out.
Blake’s worried gaze went from the Dom to the woman. “Sir, I can take care of her. I think it’s best she leaves. She doesn’t know what she’s getting into. She looks terrified.”
The Dom loosened his hold and softened his tone. “Hey, settle down. No one’s going to hurt you.”
She shook her head and tried to stem the tears that flowed down her cheeks. “Please.”
“Sir, if you’d hand her over...”
“Blake, I’ll take care of her. You go back to work.”
“But, Sir...”
“Now!”
“Yes, Sir,” Blake said and nodded before he turned and rushed back to the bar.
The Dom turned his full attention to the little woman trying to get away from him. “Settle down,” he said in a full Dom voice.
She froze instantly and stared up at him.
“I’m going to have you come with me. We’ll sit down, and you can tell me why you’re here.”
She shook her head frantically and started to fight again. “Please, just let me go.”
“I’m afraid you’ll get hurt, sweetheart. Let’s figure out what’s going on, and I’ll fix it.”
She shivered as she realized all the attention they were getting. “I just need to find my dad, and then I’ll leave,” she whispered urgently.
“All right, I’ll help with that.”
She felt her stomach twist harder, and anxiety she couldn’t fight against. She was too afraid to think straight. Her focus was on her father and not the Dom trying to take care of her.