Chapter 5
Beck~
I didn’t know whether to strangle Thandie Ames or fuck her within an inch of her life.
Now, while I hadn’t ever been into BDSM, it wasn’t anything that I found appalling.
While I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Thandie’s sexual preferences were more adventurous than I’d ever imagined, I wasn’t overly concerned with what people did to keep the spice going.
..normally. Of course, that’d been before I’d found Thandie sitting at the bar, but still.
I also wasn’t sure what to do right now.
While my eyes tracked her sexy frame walking up those goddamn stairs, I honestly had no idea if she’d wanted me to follow her or not.
The idea of another man introducing her into this whole new world was also bothering me enough to spike my anger.
Now, while it was true that I had no idea what turned Thandie on, she still wasn’t the type of woman to jump a man upon minutes of meeting him, despite her hints to the contrary.
Since knowing her, I’d never seen her not assess a situation before acting.
Her job made it hard for her to be spontaneous.
At any rate, when it finally dawned on me that she wasn’t fucking around, I practically raced up the stairs, refusing to just not do anything about her crazy plan.
My personal jealousy aside, Kelly really would kill me if I ever let anything happen to Thandie on my watch, so there was more than just one reason to stop her from going through with her idea of a good time.
I reached the landing in record time, and I immediately headed down the hallway in search of the pain in my ass.
When I noticed one of the doors on the left closing quietly, I prayed that it was the right one, then I quickly reached out, stopping it from shutting all the way.
When Thandie turned around in the middle of the observation room, I let out a thankful sigh that I was in the correct room.
“Did you need something, Dr. McKenna?”
“Quit calling me that,” I ordered as I locked the door behind me. Whether we were going to fight or fuck in here, I still didn’t need anyone walking in and interrupting us.
Seemingly done with her theatrics, Thandie let out a deep sigh before saying, “Look, I appreciate that you care about me enough to worry about what happens to me, but you don’t need to, Beck. I’m a big girl, and I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t think that this place was safe.”
Now, the easy thing to do would be to let her believe that I was here on my sister’s behalf.
If Thandie believed that I was just big-brothering her, then there’d be no awkwardness the next time that I saw her.
If I let her believe that I was just being the nice guy that she had pegged me for, then all would remain right with the world, and we could go on like none of this had ever happened.
Yeah.
“How about we try the truth, Thandie,” I told her. “How about you tell me what you’re really doing here, and then I might be willing to let you be.”
She arched a brow, a quick reminder that I had no authority over her. “How magnanimous of you.”
“Do you want me to haul you the fuck out of here?” I threatened. “Because I have no problem getting thrown out of this place, Thandie.”
She seemed to think that over for a bit before finally coming clean. “A co-worker overshared with me earlier this week, and it had me wondering what it’d be like to experience some bondage, and so that’s what I’m doing here, Beck. Happy?”
Motherfuck me.
I stepped to her, not caring that I was invading her space. “Are you telling me that you’re here to try something for the first fucking time with a complete stranger? That you are handing over complete control to someone that you don’t even know?”
“Isn’t that the point of bondage?” she retorted, and I really wanted to fucking strangle her.
“No,” I practically spat. “The point is that you don’t know enough about BDSM to recognize if someone is crossing the line or not, and that’s dangerous, Thandie.
If you want to explore the darker side of sex, then I’m all for it.
But before you go and jump in feet first, how about you take some time to do some research, so that you know what the hell you’re getting yourself into? ”
It was immediately clear that she didn’t appreciate my lecture when she stepped to me, our bodies practically touching.
“It’s bondage, Beck,” she shot back. “I’m not asking for blood or breath play.
I’m not asking to be suspended from a medieval rack or whatever.
I’m just asking for the guy to tie me to the bed, so that I don’t have to make any decisions. ”
“What in the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Just then, the lights began flickering on and off, and we both looked around to see that the show was about to start.
Now, because I’d been so distracted with Thandie being here, I hadn’t taken the time to appreciate just how tastefully the room was decorated when you considered its purpose.
Still, it looked like a fancy waiting room with two end tables, a very comfortable-looking couch, and some very expensive art hung on the walls.
The entire room was a mixture of dark grey and a deep emerald, and there were even a couple of sculptures nestled in two built-in alcoves on the back wall.
All-in-all, the place screamed money if you were familiar with it.
“Welcome to our observation room,” a female voice announced.
“Our next showing will include scenes that everyone might not be comfortable with. Double-check that you are in the correct room of your choosing, and if you are not, please exit the room immediately. Also, please note that all participants are of legal age and are consenting adults. Once the scene is over, you will have the option to participate in your own fantasy, and if you choose so, please see the bar staff on the first floor for your request.”
Thandie took a step back, then made herself comfortable on the couch. “Make up your mind, Dr. McKenna. The show’s about to start.”
Before I could say anything to that, the announcement kept going.
“Thank you for your patronage, and please remember to lock the door if you do not want any interruptions, or leave it unlocked as an invitation. Also, do not forget the panic button that is to the right of the observation glass. Use this in the event that you may need any assistance. Now, if you choose to reserve a participation room after the showing, you will need to program your preferences with the safety bot that you will find on the nightstand to the left of the bed. Please read and follow all instructions before your session begins, and if you have any questions, please contact the bar staff for further clarification.”
When the announcement was over, I looked down at Thandie seated calmly on the couch. “What in the fuck is a safety bot?”
Thandie’s dark eyes shot me a look. “Well, while I’m no expert, since BDSM includes bondage, preventing you from fighting back or escaping or whatever, it might be some kind of mechanism that recognizes your safe word or something of that nature.”
I shot her a look of my own. “And what if you have a ball-gag in your mouth?”
“Then I imagine the headboard or whatever might have a panic button on it,” she suggested. “I’ll let you know when I get to the room.”
The lights coming on in the other room was the only thing that stopped me from informing the wench that she was about to do no such thing without me, which was probably a good thing.
Thandie Ames was as feisty as they came, and if I was being completely honest, I was kind of surprised that I’d gotten away with as much as I’d had so far.
“Are you waiting for them to deliver some popcorn or something?” she drawled out. “If not, then either sit down or leave, Beck. I’m not here for you to ruin this for me.”
“No, you’re here to explore something that you’ve never tried before with a complete stranger that might take things too far,” I shot back, though I still took a seat next to her.
“How about instead of going all Chicken Little on me, we watch the show?” she fired back. “Maybe it’ll teach you a few things.”
Turning to face her fully, I said, “Baby, I don’t need any lessons in the bedroom. I know exactly what the fuck I’m doing when I have a naked woman at my disposal.”
Before she could say anything to that, another voice echoed throughout the room, and when we both turned towards the observation window, a very gorgeous blonde was standing in the middle of the room, and while she was dressed in what could only be described as hooker-wear, her voice sounded like she should be teaching third graders.
“Before the show begins, I will be programming the safety bot, and demonstrating how it works,” she said, and that answered that.
“Our priority here at The Fantasy Factory is every patron’s safety, and to ensure that no one has a bad experience within these walls, we do our best to explain the intrinsic details beforehand.
However, if you have any questions or concerns before engaging in any of the participation rooms, please feel free to ask the bar staff for any further clarification. ”
“Uhm, what was that you were saying about things getting out of hand?” Thandie drawled out sarcastically, and I wasn’t appreciating it one bit.
I looked back her way. “You know, for a criminal attorney, I’d think that you’d be the first person to realize that not everyone follows the rules, even when they’re laid out for them.”
“And Dr. Beck McKenna would never break any of the rules, right?” she taunted, and that was it.