On the drive over, Bianca had her suspicions that maybe Crystal was a little freakier than she had thought. So she basically kept at her until Crystal fessed up.
“I don’t know if it is my cup of tea or not. I swear to god, if you tell anyone this, I will kill you and bury you between my tomatoes and cucumbers.” Crystal threatened.
“Ha! You don’t have a garden and I won’t tell anyone.”
“I’ll make one if you do.”
“I said I won’t. Come on, out with it.” Bianca urged.
“I know that the thought of getting my ass spanked by some big muscled up man makes my body cry out to get fucked. I have even imagined that happening when I have been fucking someone and boom, I get off.”
Okay, Bianca didn’t understand that. The thought of a man spanking her ass was doing quite the opposite. Turning her completely off.
“The harder a man squeezes my nipples, the more I like it. The harder he fucks me, the more I orgasm. I know. I’m fucked up. I already know this. I have considered that over the years. I understand how messed up I am to want some man to whip me with a single tail whip or pinch my nipples until I bend at his will. That’s not it though. I don’t want to have to make any decisions when it comes to the bedroom. My mind races constantly and I can’t turn it off. I even thought about my appointment book last week when I was fucking John.”
Bianca couldn’t believe what she was hearing. But she wasn’t about to judge her for it either. To each their own, she always said and would still say.
She glanced over at her friend and could tell that her admission was embarrassing her and bothered her. Bianca could totally relate to that.
“If that is what you are into, it’s not a bad thing. Just because I don’t have fantasies of being strung up and whipped by a freaking whip, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t follow your heart. If that is what you want, then go for it. Try it out. If you don’t like it, then you will finally know. You shouldn’t live your life never knowing what might have been.”
Bianca heard her friend breathe out deeply and turned her head, glancing back at her friend then back at the road. The two second glance was enough to know that whatever she had said had shocked the shit out of Crystal.
“What?” Bianca asked.
“That was deep.” She laughed.
“You’re laughing at that.” Bianca chuckled. “You just told me all that about you and your laughing at me? Damn.”
“I’m not laughing at you. I’m just nervous okay. Sometimes I laugh when the situation doesn’t exactly call for it.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Oh, here it is.”
Bianca turned in to the parking lot. Sure enough it was pretty much empty except for a few vehicles.
“I was expecting some neon signs with XXX everywhere.” Bianca teased. That wasn’t what she was expecting. Hell, she didn’t know what to expect, other than she wouldn’t let anyone touch her with anything.
-Colby-
Colby slowed his breathing as he reached her door, knocking a few times.
Come on, answer the door, he thought as he knocked again, and this time a little harder than he had before. For the next five minutes he knocked and didn’t get an answer. Either she wasn’t home, or she didn’t want to see him.
He turned walking back to his apartment. Not only was his feeling like a complete shit head now, but now he would have to deal with his mother. She was going to give him a lecture about how he should have ran after her, he should get a grip on his temper, and so on.
The minute he walked back in to his apartment, his mom looked at him. “Well?” She asked.
“Well, nothing.” He said, shutting the door. “She isn’t home or she isn’t answering her door.”
“Oh.” She said, turning back to wiping off his end tables with the bottle of pledge she had to have brought with her.
“Mom, what are you doing?” He eyed her, watching as she started humming and wiping away.
“You’re a bachelor. I know you need a good deep cleaning here.” She said and then went back to it.
He couldn’t believe that she wasn’t going to start in on the lecture. That wasn’t like his mother at all. He watched her, standing ready for when it was going to hit. He was surprised when she went on with wiping off the entertainment next. He shook his head and sat down on the couch, flipping the channels on the TV.
He didn’t like the idea of his mommy cleaning his apartment like he wasn’t capable of doing it himself, but then anytime she came to visit, she always did and argued with him about it.
Nothing was on the TV to keep his attention off of Bianca. He went back over and knocked a few more times, even had tried the whole, ‘I know you’re in there,’ thing, but it hadn’t worked. She never answered the door.
-Bianca-
The minute the door opened, a big man, stopped them. He asked them what their business was and thankfully Crystal was quick on her feet, because Bianca just stood there with her mouth open.
Sure enough, Crystal was right. Each of them had to sign a non disclosure agreement before going in. Basically it read, if they repeat anything or tell anyone what they saw outside the club, they were at risk for a law suit. Bianca could handle that. She almost laughed when she read it. It wouldn’t hold up in court and she knew that, but also understood what they were trying to accomplish as well. A safe and secure place for people to go to and they wouldn’t have to worry about being judged for being there.
As soon as she handed her agreement back to the door man/ bouncer/ enforcer, he opened another door and allowed them to pass by.
They walked in and although the large room was dimly lit except by the bar, it didn’t look any different than a normal bar. There were a few people sitting at the bar, but all of the tables were empty.
“Where do you want to sit?” Crystal asked.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Bianca kept her eyes on the bar as she walked following Crystal to a table in the corner and took a seat.
“Don’t worry. I doubt they will come over and start beating you right now.” Crystal smiled.
Bianca looked at her friend. How could she be so relaxed about being here? Bianca was nervous as hell and was already ready to ditch the place, go home and snuggle up with Sunshine.
“What do you want to drink?” Crystal asked.
“Bud light. I don’t want anything heavy.”
“Really?” Crystal acting surprised turned around and heading to the bar.
Bianca watched as Crystal walked up to the bar and leaned over it. The tight jeans she was wearing must have really had been something, because the men on either side of her quickly turned their attention to her ass.
Bianca wondered what they were thinking. They were probably figuring out if her ass was beatable, spankable, or whatever they wanted to call it. The man to Crystal’s right looked up at the other man and smiled. The other one, just nodded his head in agreement.
The bartender was smiling widely at Crystal. Bianca laughed when Crystal giggled. It was obvious she was more nervous than Bianca had caught on to.
Then Crystal was turning holding Bianca’s beer and her drink, smiling and walking back towards the table.
“Okay, so Jeremy said that they are opening the back in about an hour and we can go back and watch. He said it usually gets busy about five so…..” She wiggled her brows.
“Back? Jeremy?” Bianca asked.
“Jeremy is the yummy bartender and he said there is a back door. That is where the members enter. They don’t hang out up here with us mere mortals.” Crystal laughed.
Three hours later, both women were feeling their buzz. They weren’t drunk…yet, but they were definitely laughing, and cutting up. Which had been exactly what Bianca had needed.
Then Crystal had suggested they go into the back.
Feeling no fear, Bianca quickly agreed. Of course they were once again stopped.
“What color?” The woman asked.
“Your bracelet.” The woman looked annoyed as she pointed to the wall.
There it was. The rules for the club.
BLACK- Dominate
WHITE- Submissive
YELLOW- Switch
RED- Observation
The rules of the club are simple and are expected to be followed as such.
Dominants-
You will keep your submissive’s needs above your own at all time. In the event your submissive calls his/her safe word, all acts of play will be immediately stopped and after care provided. Failure to adhere to this rule will result in extreme disciplinary actions or membership termination as seen fit by the grounds master.
You will seek permission from any known submissives’ dominant before engaging in conversation or play. Failure to adhere will result in disciplinary action seen fit by his/her dominant.
If acts of play are anticipated for the evening, only two drinks will be served. If the grounds master suspects that you have had more than such, you will be suspended for play for the evening.
No acts of play will be allowed with anyone wearing a red band. Failure to adhere to this rule will result in immediate termination of membership.
Submissives-
You will obey your dominant at all times. In the event you feel uncomfortable and you want the act of play or scene to end, safe word immediately. You will respect and be loyal to your Dominant at all times while you are on the ground. Failure to do so will result in a punishment seen fit by your Dominant.
You will not act or engage another Dominant without the permission of your Dominant. Failure to do so will result in a punishment seen fit by your Dominant.
You will not be permitted to scene or play while on grounds if you are suspected to be under the influence of any substance.
Switches-
You are to follow the set of rules that are defined above in the role that you are portraying.
Observers- PLEASE READ VERY CAREFULLY
YOU ARE NOT TO ENGAGE OR ACT IN A SCENE WHILE WEARING A RED BAND. IN THE EVENT YOU DO, BOTH YOU AND THE DOMINANT WILL BE REMOVED FROM THE GROUNDS, NO QUESTIONS ASKED.
IN THE EVENT YOU INTERRUPT A SCENE, YOU WILL BE REMOVED FROM THE GROUNDS IMMEDIATELY.
IN THE EVENT YOU ARE DISRESPECTFUL TO ANYONE ON THE GROUNDS, YOU WILL BE ESCORTED FROM THE PREMISES AND NO LONGER WELCOME. PERMANENTLY!
IN THE EVENT THAT YOU ARE CONFRONTED BY A DOMINANT WHO DOES NOT ADHERE TO THE RULES, FIND THE GROUND KEEPER IMMEDIATELY AND INFORM HIM OF THE DOMINANTS ACTIONS.
THIS ESTABLISHMENT DOES NOT ALLOW THE FOLLOWING ACTS OF PLAY ON THE PREMISES. GROUNDS MASTER WILL ESCORT YOU AND YOUR SUBMISSIVE FROM THE PREMISES AND YOUR MEMBERSHIP WILL BE IMMEDIATELY TERMINATED IF YOU ARE SUSPECTED OR SEEN PERFORMING ANY OF THE FOLLOWING:
Blood play
Breath play
Acts involving urination and or feces
Bestiality
Pedophilia
In the event you have any questions, please see the designated grounds master.
Bianca and Crystal both stood there reading over the rules. Crystal was quick to shrug her shoulders like there was no big deal. Bianca however was stuck on the list of things not allowed.
Her mind kept going over the list. How could people be into that? Obviously some were or there wouldn’t be a list posted.
Then she heard it. A loud crack and scream. Bianca jumped, turning to the right. Her eyes grew at the scene in front of her.
-Colby-
It had been over four hours and Bianca still wasn’t answering her door. He had even called her several times, but she hadn’t answered. He had left a couple of voice mails, but they were pretty simple. He had just asked for her to call him back.
His phone rang and he quickly answered, “Bianca?”
“Not even close.” Drew laughed. “But I know where she is right now. Do you?”
Colby stopped for a minute. How in the hell did Drew know?
“I’m guessing by your silence, you either do and don’t approve or you don’t. I’m gonna go with you don’t.”
“Get to the point!” He snapped.
“Who pissed in your cheerios?”
“Where is she?!” He yelled. He knew this conversation was going in a place he didn’t want it to.
“She’s here. She’s wearing a red band. Her and Crystal both.”
“What is she doing?”
Drew laughed, irritating Colby more.
“She is observing.”
“Yeah. I got that much. What is she doing there?”
“Hell if I know man, but I’ll tell you this much. You better come and get her. I’d say she visited the other side first and had a few too many.”
“Not my problem.” Colby was pissed. He hadn’t figured her to be one that was into that stuff. Of course, he hadn’t Trish either.
“She’s not into it man. I can tell. I don’t know why she is here, I’m guessing for moral support for Crystal.”
“How the fuck do you know that?”
“Easy. I’m good at what I do.”
“Has she noticed you yet?”
“Neither of them have. I’m grounds tonight.”
Colby thought about it for a minute. Yeah he would go get her and find out for himself.
“Be there in ten.” Colby said hanging up the phone.
He dressed quickly in a pair of jeans and a T. He wasn’t a dom so he didn’t have to dress the part. He had noticed how Drew dressed before going there. Black leather pants, black t-shirt and black boots.
He walked out of his room to find his mom, sleeping on the couch. “Damn woman.” He didn’t want her sleeping there, but it was too late now. He wrote a quick note letting her know that he would be back later and then out the door he went.
-Bianca-
Bianca was laughing at something Crystal had just said when she noticed her friends face go grim and her color drain. She turned, looking in the direction that Crystal had her eyes planted.
“Fuck!” She slapped her hand over her mouth.
Drew was approaching their table and was now there.
“Ladies.” He smiled at Bianca and then turned his attention back to Crystal. “What brings you ladies down to my neck of the woods?” He smirked.
Bianca looked at Crystal and watched as for the first time, her friend began stuttering. Bianca couldn’t help it. She started laughing.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I can’t help it.” Bianca laughed.
“What is it that you find so funny?” Drew smiled.
“I bet when she talked me into coming down here, she hadn’t expected to run into you.”
“I bet you didn’t think I would find you here, either.”
Bianca immediately stopped laughing. Son of a bitch! Now it was Bianca that was shaking from her uncontrolled bundle of nerves.
“Crystal, why don’t you and I go for a walk?” Drew held his hand out and to Bianca’s horror, Crystal took it smiling.
Then he was in her view, taking Crystal’s seat. He eyes were squinted and if Bianca didn’t know any better, he was pissed. He didn’t say anything to her.
Finally the silence was getting to her. “So?” She said.
“So.” He replied.
There wasn’t a change in his expression at all. Bianca looked for it. The slightest little change.
“What are you doing here?” She stuttered, swallowing, not knowing if she wanted that answer or not.
He cocked his head to the side. “What are you doing here?”
“I came with Crystal.”
“I know you came with Crystal, but that doesn’t answer my question. Why are you here?”
She couldn’t answer his question. Could she? She opted for no and looked down at her fingers that suddenly had a death grip on her beer. Then she noticed his band.
Her eyes grew. Black. She looked back up at him. Shocked and scared. “Uh…I didn’t come here for this. I just ca
me with her. Whatever ideas are ticking in that head of yours is out. I have on a red band. I’m just observing so that means you can’t do anything.” She rambled. She couldn’t believe that he was wearing a damn black band. What had she missed? Had there been signs that she didn’t see?
“How much have you had to drink?” He reached over taking her beer from her.
“More than two and I am currently under the influence of alcohol, so again, you can’t do anything.” She thought she was doing well until she watched him smile.
“Let’s go.” He said, standing and holding out his hand for her.
“No. Safe word.” She stuttered. The sign said, that would stop all acts right there immediately. So why in the hell was he smiling again?
“Let’s go.” He repeated, smiling widely.
She watched him for a second, realizing what he was trying to do. It wasn’t going to happen. She didn’t care at this point. She would not be something she wasn’t, even if he wanted her to be.
“I said no.” She said firmly. Even though at this point, she knew what she was saying. It was over. She grabbed her purse and stood, turning and walking away from him. It wasn’t until she felt him grip her arm that found out how serious he was.
He didn’t say anything as he pulled her in the opposite direction of the exit door. She was glad it was in the direction of Drew and Crystal.
“Thanks for the band. You’ll make sure she gets home okay?”
“Yeah.” Drew said.
Then Colby was leading her in the direction she had intended on going in the first place.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Home.”
It was one word. That was it. She waited for him to say something else, but he hadn’t. The drive home was just as silent. The walk into the building was the same. It wasn’t until she reached her door that he reacted.
Chapter Thirteen
-Colby-
Jesus Christ! He couldn’t ever remember being so fucking turned on in his entire life. He couldn’t wait to get her home and touch her, taste her, and bury his cock as deep as he could. Knowing that she wasn’t into that life style was exactly what he needed. He didn’t know that it would turn him on like it had. He couldn’t even talk to her. He was afraid he would lose himself and fuck her right there in the truck.
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