Red Club Temptation

by Marie Tuhart

  “I know all the members of the club, yes. Becky—you’ll meet her tonight—is my right hand gal so to speak and knows everyone, too.”

  “How do you handle the tourists’ health issues?”

  “That’s a little trickier, we could ask for a health report, but most don’t carry stuff like that with them. They sign a special wavier, and since we have no genital contact allowed, it hasn’t been an issue.” She turned and picked up several pieces of paper and slid them across the desk to him.

  Caleb silenced a groan. Lord, he hated paperwork.

  “These are the rules of the club that everyone abides by. If they don’t, then they are barred. Also our private members go through very thorough screening before they’re allowed to be members.”

  Caleb picked up the papers and began reading.

  Rules of the Red Club

  1. Masks are provided free of charge to protect everyone’s privacy. If you do happen to recognize someone, see the next rule.

  2. Confidentiality—everyone is bound by this. If it is found you have violated this rule you will be blacklisted from the club.

  3. There will be nudity. If you can’t handle it, please leave.

  4. Don’t touch without asking. If you don’t know this person, hands off until you get expressed permission from them or their Dominant.

  5. Don’t touch anyone’s toys—ask first. If you need toys they are available for purchase.

  6. No genital sex allowed. Toys, fingers, and mouths are permissible.

  7. Clean up—there are cleaning supplies available.

  8. Respect space—the play area is clearly marked. Respect those in the scene.

  9. No alcohol allowed. Water, juice, or soda is provided at the bar. Anyone caught with alcohol will be escorted out and banned.

  10. No drugs, no smoking.

  11. No playing impaired. If a Dom or sub is impaired in any way they will not be allowed to scene. This is the dungeon master’s call. If you disagree, talk with the owner, but the owner’s word is law.

  12. Safe, Sane and Consensual—any violation will cause expulsion.

  13. Play in the dungeon, not in the lounge area near the bars or restrooms

  14. No cell phones, cameras, or audio equipment allowed. Violation means expulsion and destruction of equipment.

  15. Never enter another’s scene unless invited.

  16. No blood sport or breath play allowed anywhere in the club, public or private. Fire-play can be requested and arrangements made ahead of time in the private area only.

  17. The house safeword is “Red.” If a gag is used or the sub is unable to speak, a safe sign must be arranged ahead of time with the DM. If this does not happen, the scene will be stopped.

  18. If the safeword is spoken and the Dom does not stop, this acknowledges a need for immediate outside attention. If you don’t see a DM, find one. Only the DMs are allowed to interrupt a scene.

  19. If you feel a scene has taken a bad turn let the DM know. It is better to be safe than sorry.

  20. The same goes if you’re on the floor. If you feel anyone is being harassed, has received unwanted attention, or is very uncomfortable with another person, let the DM know and they will sort it out.

  21. Make sure you dress appropriately before leaving the club. There are laws against nudity. There are areas available for you to change and private lockers to store your things.

  Caleb smiled. These rules were very similar to the rules he had in the Chicago clubs, except the masks. But there was a thread here. Jessie made sure all subs were protected through the rules and enforcement. Funny he was now the enforcer.

  He flipped the page. Job description.

  Dungeon Masters

  Inspect all equipment before the doors open.

  If there are any problems with the equipment, let the owner know immediately.

  Make sure all disinfectant bottles are full and available in the baskets.

  Make sure paper towels are available in all the baskets.

  Verify all equipment is wiped down after the players are done with each scene.

  There are well-stocked first aid kits in the red baskets if needed.

  There are fire extinguishers placed all around the dungeon.

  Music is played in the background and sets the mood.

  Keep alert on player activity. Your job is to ensure player safety.

  If in doubt, intervene. Err on the side of caution.

  Toys and condoms are available for purchase at the bar.

  Caleb set the paper down. “Are there other duties besides these?”

  “Not really. You’re here to keep the peace and make sure everyone is safe.”

  “I can live with that.” He relaxed back in his seat. “Are the employees allowed to play?” Because he really wanted to play with her.

  Her eyes widened. “Most don’t, but if you want to play I have no rules against it. There is a signup sheet to use either the dungeon itself or the private rooms the days the club is closed. It does have to be arranged ahead of time, especially if the employees want a DM available.”

  “And if I want to scene with another employee?” His cock jumped. She wasn’t shooting him down.

  Jessie squirmed in her seat. “As long as it’s consensual, I have no problem with it.” She began shuffling papers on her desk.

  He wanted to ask her if she’d play with him but held off for the moment. This wasn’t the time. He forced his libido down and concentrated on the job. She put the papers in order, and then put them into the folder. He didn’t miss the slight trembling of her fingers. Was she as affected as he was?

  “Pay starts at fifty thousand a year. After six months you’ll receive one week of paid vacation. After a year, two weeks of paid vacation and four personal days.”

  “Sounds fair.” Actually more than fair. “Do you have a big turn over?”

  “Not really. Most have been here for at least five years. “

  “Then why do you need another DM?”

  “Business is getting busy, and I’m finding I need at least one more DM to help out.” She shrugged her shoulders. “That’s why I need you to start tonight.”

  “Not a problem. Any clothing requirements?” So business was that good? His curiosity was piqued and for more than just what he could use at one of his clubs. He wanted to know more about the woman who ran the club.

  “Whatever you feel comfortable in. All DMs wear red armbands on both arms.” She opened a drawer, took out the armbands and a cell phone. “All DMs also carry this phone.” She pushed everything across the desk to him.

  “A cell phone?”

  “Modified.” She waited until he picked it up and turned it on. “It has no picture capabilities.”

  He turned the phone over in his hands. But it looked like a regular cell phone to him. “And you use this for?”

  “Emergencies. You press one and it will vibrate to every DM and myself. You can also dial 911 if you need emergency services.”

  “I…” He didn’t see the phone on her the other night.

  “What?” She tilted her head and stared at him.

  “Nothing. I’ve just never seen this in a club before.”

  “Another safety measure with having both public and private scene areas, I’d rather be safe than sorry.” She glanced at her watch. “Let me give you a quick tour of the public area. That’s where you’ll be working for a while.”

  “Let’s do it.” He stood up.

  ****

  Two hours later, Caleb kicked off his shoes and flopped onto one of the Adirondack chairs on the porch outside his room at the Frenchman Bay Motel. Russ and Jolie French had done a great job with the place. Not only was it comfortable, but very suitable for his short-term needs.

  A gentle breeze carried the scent of the sea, and he stared at the calm blue waters of the bay. So far he’d been able to keep a low profile, but it wouldn’t last long. Caleb crossed his arms over his belly as the scenic view faded out and a mo
re appealing one appeared. Jessie. The black corset pushing her breasts up until they almost spilled out, her hair twisted up on top of her head, and those eyes filled with want and lust. Damn, she was hot.

  She’d been completely professional during the tour of the public area. Well, what had he been expecting? She wasn’t going to jump his bones. That wasn’t Jessie.

  She had told him what to expect when he came into work tonight and to be there at five. The club was open from six at night until two in the morning. He would meet everyone tonight because their work hours were five to three.

  Pulling his cell phone out, he flipped it open and dialed.

  “Hey, Matt,” he said when his business partner answered.

  “So how’d it go?”

  “I got the job, but then we knew I would. I start tonight.”

  “Great. We really need to know what makes The Red Club so special so we can duplicate it.”

  “Yeah.” Caleb rubbed his forehead. He didn’t like deceiving Jessie. But he owed Matt. And so far there was nothing proprietary about what she’d told him. “How are things going with the San Francisco club?”

  “Better. I’ve been talking with city officials, and I’ll be taking a trip out there to discuss the concerns people have. But it should all be good.”

  Usually Caleb would be the one to make the trip, but Matt had him here. “What made you send me here, Matt?”

  Matt was quiet for a minute. “You need a break. All the traveling was wearing you down. I knew you’d be the right one to figure out how The Red Club survives in such a small town.”

  “Yeah.” Matt had no idea he’d grown up in Lobster Cove.

  “Is there a problem?”

  Damn, Matt was still tuned into him. “No.” And there wasn’t. Well, okay, maybe there was the fact that he wanted to see Jessie tied up and begging for him to touch her, to play with her body, to fuck her… Nothing he couldn’t handle. “All is good. I’ll call you in a few days with an update.”

  Caleb ended the call and tossed his cell on the table before closing his eyes. Jessie, as she was dressed last night in that corset and leather pants, flashed in his brain. His cock jumped, and he frowned. He wasn’t here to play. He was here to find out why The Red Club was so popular, and he’d stay here until he got the job done. Right now, he needed to get a handle on his libido before tonight.

  Chapter Two

  Jessie finished balancing the books and glanced at the clock. Four. She barely had enough time to shower and get dressed before everyone began arriving. Standing, she stretched and headed for her bathroom.

  One nice thing about the club was her living space was right above it. The old converted factory worked well for this. She had an extra large, open living space and didn’t have to worry about getting to work on time, usually.

  She’d spent more time thinking about Caleb than working on the books. Jessie let out a sigh as she stripped out of her clothes. During their tour, he hadn’t asked many questions, but instead studied each aspect of the public area.

  She noticed similarities between him and the Dom from last night. Same controlled walk, tight ass, and sexy grin. Had Caleb checked out the club before coming for an interview?

  She wouldn’t be surprised, but then why didn’t he say anything today? Probably because he didn’t know it was her last night. And that was probably a good thing. Her emotions were still out of control from the Dom last night as she remembered how quickly he made her hot and wet. After taking a quick shower, Jessie pulled out her evening wear.

  Tonight she’d wear a deep blue corset, a straight line black skirt, and her favorite Jimmy Choo shoes. She dressed and then slipped the shoes on, loving how she looked in them. The crisscross design made her ankles look delicate, and the four inch heels gave her extra height. And the best thing was they were comfortable. She gathered her red hair and put it up. Then she made her way down stairs.

  ****

  “Hi, boss lady,” Becky said when she stepped into the club.

  “Hi, Becky, you’re early.” Jessie locked the door to her private residence and made her way toward the office.

  “Yeah.” Becky shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her feet.

  This wasn’t like Becky. “Hey.” Jessie touched her shoulder. “Is everything okay?”

  Becky and Evan, one of her DMs, were in a relationship, and she worried that sometimes working together would create a problem.

  “Yeah. My mom called today, and she wants to come for a visit.” Becky began to set the reception desk up for the guests tonight.

  “You do have vacation time you can take.” Jessie turned on the monitors and microphones in the small office behind the reception desk. Then she picked up the small cell phone and put it into the skirt pocket.

  “I know but…” Becky looked at Jessie. “Mom doesn’t understand about my relationship with Evan.”

  Ah, now that made sense. “So just keep it vanilla while visiting.”

  “Um, that’s just it.” Becky gave her a little smile. “Evan and I just went twenty four/seven before she called.”

  “That’s wonderful.” She’d known they were talking about it. Becky had asked her opinion about twenty-four/seven relationships a while back. They weren’t cut out for everyone, but Becky and Evan had been together for the last four years, and three of those were while working at the club.

  “Thanks. But Mom wouldn’t understand me calling him Master and asking permission to do things. You know, normal things like going shopping and such.”

  “Have you talked to Evan?”

  “Not yet. He went to go pick the car up and put gas in it, so I walked to work.”

  “Talk with him.” Jessie touched Becky’s shoulder. “There are ways to be submissive in front of your mother. I’m sure you can come up with another form of address.”

  Becky’s eyes widened. “Why I didn’t think of that?”

  “Because you’re worried about your mother’s visit.”

  “True. I’ve been making sure the house is mom-proof.” Becky grinned.

  Jessie laughed. “Make sure you talk with Evan. He’ll want to know how you’re feeling.”

  “Thanks, Jessie. You seem to understand everything so well.”

  “I read a lot.” Jessie laughed and finished helping Becky set things up. Soon everyone else began to arrive including Caleb.

  Caleb looked delicious dressed in dark pants and a black T-shirt. He had on his red armbands and she saw the bulge of the phone in the pocket of his tight pants. Her fingers itched to trace those broad shoulders.

  “Everyone, this is Caleb. He’s the new DM. Tonight he’ll be in the public room with Bert and Mark. Lisa will be working the bar.” She looked around at everyone. “Ryan, Josh, Will, Ian, Evan, and Yvonne in the private room.”

  “And me?” Amy asked.

  “Amy you’ll man the monitors until Becky is done with reception duties, then you’ll float between Lisa and Yvonne helping out as needed. I’ll be wandering on the floor as well. Since it’s Friday, it’s going to be a busy one.”

  “That’s an understatement,” Ryan said.

  “Okay. Bert and Mark, I gave Caleb a tour earlier, but I forgot to show him the employee area. Take him on a tour there and then into the public area. Give him a rundown of the equipment and what you do before we open the doors.”

  “You got it, boss,” Mark said.

  “Okay everyone, off to your jobs.” She fought not to watch Caleb walk away with Bert and Mark.

  “You okay?” Ryan asked.

  “Yeah.” Ryan had been with the club for over ten years now and sometimes acted like her older brother. He was only a couple years older than Caleb. He’d worked with first her mother and now her. His wife was a stay-at-home mom and loved every minute of it.

  “Do I need to worry about the new guy?”

  “Worry in what way?”

  “That he’ll have a clue as to what he’s doing?”

  “Ryan, I woul
dn’t hire anyone I didn’t think was qualified.” This was odd, coming from him.

  “I didn’t mean that.” Ryan touched her arm. “We’re just a bit different than other clubs.”

  “He’s worked in one in Chicago for a while, and he has no trouble with our rules. Plus he came highly recommended.”

  “Rusty.”

  Jessie grinned. “Yep.” Rusty was her mentor.

  “Okay.” Ryan walked away, and Jessie let out a sigh, grateful Ryan didn’t push it any further.

  ****

  Jessie let out a sigh. The weekend had passed quickly. It was Sunday night, and the place was hopping. Jessie kept to the outskirts, watching and observing, but so far everything was fine. Amy flitted back and forth, making sure both bars were kept well stocked with water, juice, and soda. She also sold the toys or condoms when they were requested.

  The public side usually wasn’t hard to maintain, which is why she had Caleb on this side. But there was another reason she was there. She was keeping an eye on Caleb.

  Her attention was caught on a Dom and his sub. They weren’t doing anything unusual, just him sitting on the sofa, his sub leaning against his leg. But it was the way he stroked her hair and her head tilted back. Their gazes met and... Jessie had to look away from the love and longing she saw in their gazes.

  For three nights now she watched, looking for the Dom from the other night, but nothing. Probably just a tourist. She was disappointed, because she hadn’t had that kind of a reaction to a man in a very long time.

  Caleb strode around the area with sheer grace and beauty, and it hadn’t gone unnoticed by the women in the room tonight. If she ever let him loose in the private area, she’d have to watch out, or he’d have subs at his feet and Dommes lined up to see if he’d sub for them. But the Caleb she knew was a Dominant; he’d been that way in high school. The way he took charge of every little aspect of his life. Then there was the gossip from his girlfriends. Commenting how he liked it rough in bed and they didn’t mind it when he tied them up. Tigers don’t change their stripes.

  Caleb had chosen a form fitting black mask which would be his as long as he worked here. His biceps bulged as he helped clean down the equipment after a scene or helped one of the subs off the stage.