Chapter Four
Darsh
The paperwork for my investment was done in a flash, and just like that I’d gone from rodent prison to the job of my dreams. If only I knew what it was.
Of course, I had a title—owner. But each of the others also had a specific responsibility or two.
I could have upped my investment and not taken a job, but why would I do that?
In leaving my previous employment, I hadn’t had retirement in mind.
Walking into Cuffed for the first time as an official owner, I paused with the intent of handing over my phone then chuckled.
With members who were celebrities, politicians, and just individuals who didn’t want their private business on the internet, I understood why phones with their cameras and recording software were a no-no.
With my former company, my visits to the club would have also been a problem.
One more reason I was glad to have left it behind.
I didn’t need to hide my lifestyle from anyone who mattered.
But when I arrived on the main floor, I hesitated.
Sure, I had every right to be here, and my annual membership had been refunded once my purchase funds were transferred to their account.
I was no longer a member but a business partner to males I’d admired since I met them.
And they seemed to have everything covered that required management’s day-to-day input.
Maybe I could polish the dungeon furniture or restring the spiderweb.
Not that it was made of string or that I had the skill.
I needed to get serious and come up with a good idea.
One of the reasons they’d been open to additional investors was the expansion to the buildings on either side.
Although walls had been built to hide the yards in between so they could be used by members without being observed, the front entrances remained virtually the same.
Cleaned up, polished, and with neat potted trees on either side of the door, they had the appearance of other homes along the street, only neat plaques with the address and Cuffed marking them as different.
Inside, the major construction had been completed, Bronson told me, but the finishing was about to begin. Having triple the room they had before, they were still making decisions about the uses of various areas.
Perhaps I should take a look around and see if I could come up with any thoughts on what my job should be here.
Worst case, I could take some shifts as dungeon monitor, as all the other owners did from time to time.
I enjoyed the idea of being here and productive.
With that in mind, I pivoted on a heel and started for the hallway where management and administrative offices lay.
An exit there led to the walled in outdoor spaces.
One hand on the doorknob, something caught my attention.
Coniferous forest and running water, a scent that took me to places I’d only seen on wildlife shows.
Wild and mysterious. And the scent came from an omega who stood in an office doorway, stealing my breath.
“I’m sorry, sir,” he said cheeks pinkening as he made to pass me. “I was just on my way back to the kitchen. I had forgotten to fill out one of the forms for HR.”
As he made to pass me, I held out an arm, stopping him. “Are you free for a few minutes?”
“I’m on a break, yes.”
Unsure if what I was doing was even okay, I asked, “Then would you like to come with me on my self-guided tour of the building next door? The one on the left,” I clarified.
“I-I don’t know. I only have a little time left, but I would love a peek.”
Dropping my arm, I waved him back in the direction he’d come. “Then let’s go. We have to make the most of our time together.”
He paused, eyes widening, before starting off, and I winced. I’d made a work thing sound like a date. Had he taken it that way? Would I mind if he had?
No…but my partners might.
As we left the building and entered the little’s play yard, I said, “I appreciate your coming along. There are still a lot of decisions to be made and the more viewpoints the better.”
“That’s the biggest swing set I’ve ever seen.” He stopped next to the slide and ran a hand over it. “Is this for the littles and their daddies only?”
“Mostly, but if you check the schedule, there are a few times weekly set aside for others because turned out almost everyone enjoys a swing—even if it’s not in the kink sense. And employees also have opportunities when the club isn’t open yet. Ask your supervisor about that.”
“Wow. This place gets better by the minute!”
“I’m glad you think so. Now, I’d love to let you play this evening, but it opens to the little crowd in a bit, so come along and we will see if we come up with any brilliant ideas for the new building.
There will be a VIP lounge and live music, a dance floor, and a lot of private rooms for couples or small groups. ”
“I had heard this was a sex club, but I’m learning it’s a lot more than that.” He waited for me to unlock the door of the building, and then I waved him ahead.
“Yes, it’s a sanctuary for many, a place for friendship as well as kink. Okay right inside here we can go left to the changing rooms or right to the lockers where people can just leave things they don’t want to carry around.”
“No checking phones or anything?” he asked.
“No need, at least for now. Everyone will have to enter through the main building, go up to the second floor and take the bridge across.”
“It’s not open yet, though.”
“No, not to the membership because the building isn’t ready. But we could have taken it if we wanted. Maybe next time.”