Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“WHAT IS THIS PLACE?”
Lucian gave me a dark look from the driver’s seat. “It’s a member’s only adult club.”
I glanced back at the mammoth-sized house surrounded in by a large wrought-iron fence. It didn’t look like any adult club I’d ever heard of, but it wasn’t difficult to imagine what might be going on in there. There were a lot of kinky sex spots in Vegas.
“Is it a BDSM club?” I asked.
Lucian shook his head. “It’s an anything goes club. Fetishes, fantasies, role play… whatever two consulting members agree on. Sometimes, even more.”
“I see.” The lump in my throat wouldn’t go down when I swallowed.
“There are things inside that I can’t prepare you for,” Lucian cautioned. “If you choose to go in, you need to understand that nothing is off-limits. You might witness scenes that could be a problem for you.”
I didn’t falter in my decision as I looked straight ahead. “Okay.”
“You don’t have to do this.”
It was the fifth time he’d said it, and that was after we argued about it for an hour. He didn’t want me to do this. He wanted to protect me from his secrets, but I needed to know what his darkness was. I had to see it for myself.
“I want to,” I assured him.
He looked out the window, a strange intensity bleeding into his features. “If at any point you feel uncomfortable inside, I want you to tap on my arm. That’s all you have to do, pet, and we’ll leave. Do you understand?”
I nodded.
We got out of the car and walked to the door together. He entered a code on the key pad and let us in, where we were stopped at the entrance by two burly men. One nodded at Lucian but didn’t address him by name.
“She’s with me,” Lucian said.
Another nod, and then they held out a dish where Lucian put his keys and phone.
“Locker 7,” the first guy said before he turned to me.
“She left her phone in the car,” Lucian told them.
The guy on the left ran a wand down us to ensure we were clean of devices before waving us through.
The house was larger than I thought. The farther we ventured inside, the further it seemed to go on. The entire lower level didn’t open up to all the horrors that Lucian warned me about. It was simply a social environment where groups gathered to drink and smoke and laugh at bad jokes. From this viewpoint, it looked like any other bar. But I knew when Lucian led me to the stairs, it was about to get real.
I wasn’t wrong.
We stopped on each level of the house and did a walk through, Lucian’s hand like an anchor in mine. The first few rooms we passed weren’t as crazy as he’d led me to believe. I’d seen a lot of stuff in my life, and a full-on orgy wasn’t anything that made me blink twice, even if it was hard to keep track of who was doing what. But as we progressed, it only became stranger.
There were people dressed up in outfits like nurses and firemen, and then there were people walking around in nothing at all. Some rooms contained couples having sex while others watched, and some rooms were closed off entirely.
At one point, we passed a room labeled “human furniture” that was pretty much exactly as it sounded. Men and women alike were poised as footstools and tables while groups of their masters socialized around them.
“If at any point something catches your curiosity, we can stop,” Lucian noted.
So far, everything just seemed like kinky, weird sex. It wasn’t anything that I had a desperate need to see more of. There was only one reason I came here, and it had nothing to do with anybody else.
“Which room do you visit?” I asked.
Without another word, he led me all the way up to the top floor of the house. There was a separate entry code required on this level, a warning that things weren’t going to be the same. I followed him blindly as he directed me down the hall and into the first room on the left.
There was a viewing area like some of the others, and Lucian gestured for me to sit down and wait. The room was empty apart from us, at least until he pressed a button on the wall and shut the door behind us. There was a brief pause of silence, and then out of nowhere, the black curtain was pulled back in front of us, giving us full view of the scene taking place in the room.
In the center, a woman kneeled on the floor, much the same way I had in Lucian’s bedroom not long ago. I could still feel the rawness on my limbs from what happened afterward, and I rubbed them while the man in front of us nodded to Lucian. They were acquainted with each other, a mutual respect between them. But it was the girl on the floor who surprised me when her gaze turned to Lucian and warmed with a wicked smile.