I think I might have squeaked when I entered that place with Warren. Just a little, really quiet-like, but I'm pretty sure the sight of it all shocked me enough to make some sort of sound. When Warren told me that he'd wanted to take me to one of those kinds of clubs, I was a little scared but I'd agreed. I trusted Warren, and if this was something he thought I'd like, then I was more than willing to give it a try. However, as for what I expected... it wasn't this. I guess I'd been picturing like one of those vampire clubs from the Blade movies, with the flashing lights and pounding music and stuff. Not that this was bad or anything, but just unexpected. It made me a bit more nervous than I'd been before, especially seeing how classy and open everything was. Everyone would be looking at me here. I couldn't hide behind Warren or blend in with the crowd
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Andrew was a little frightened, and I found myself rather liking the widening of his pretty blue eyes, the slight quiver in his torso. He was going to be even more startled when he saw what this place became after all the displays were finished.
"It's... r-really nice. A-and big. Real big... They're really gonna want to look at me?"
"Don't worry, Andrew." I said quietly. "Just keep your head down, do whatever I tell you to, and don't speak until you're spoken to and I give you permission to respond. They all know you're new to this, so no one is going to judge your skills as a submissive just yet. Understand?"
I gripped his upper arm in my hand, gently leading him towards the square.
"W-warren? You're... you're not going anywhere, are you?"
Almost laughing, I turned to him to give him a quick kiss on the forehead.
"Never, kitten. I love you. And I'd never, ever let anyone else touch you. Or do anything else that you didn't like. You're mine, remember? You belong to me. And I'll always be here. I'll never leave you."
"Don't worry, Andrew. Just keep your head down, do whatever I tell you to, and don't speak until you're spoken to and I give you permission to respond. They all know you're new to this, so no one is going to judge your skills as a submissive just yet. Understand?"
I nodded quickly as he led me out to the center of the room, immediately dropping my eyes to the floor. Ok, so I didn't really do that so much out of etiquette. It was more like I didn't want to see everyone who was looking at me, because that would only make everything feel worse. Or, not worse really, as this was hardly the most terrible thing I'd ever been through in my life. Real. Maybe that was the word. If I saw everyone looking at me then I'd know this was happening and I didn't know if I'd be able to do it then.
When Warren reminded me that I was his, though, I knew that I could do this. I could do it for him. I would make him proud of me
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Andrew was a natural at this, turning a little stiffly, but very obediently when he was told to, looking so pretty under the soft vanilla lighting that it was all I could do not to throw him down right there. His milky skin almost glowed. His whole body had a sort of quivery motion to it when he moved, like a rubber band that had just been twanged. He was beautiful.
"W-warren. Warren told me about this club, a-and I was scared at first, but really more i-intrigued I guess. I wanted to... to please him, so I agreed to come with him, but I also w-wanted to see what it was like here as well..."
"Good, baby." I said soothingly to him, stroking the back of his neck. Turning to the crowd, I added, "He's a little shy."
"He's precious." Diane called again, now running her fingers through the soft, thick black hair of the boy kneeling next to her. "If you ever do want to offer him up on the market, let me know. I'll give you anyone or any amount of money you want for him. I'd kill to break that little beauty in
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I breathed in a sigh of relief, arching into Warren's touch. I always loved the feel of his hand on the back of my neck like that. It let me know he was in control and all I had to do was follow him and I would be alright. And that was exactly what I needed now more than anything - to follow him and know that I would be alright.
"He's precious. If you ever do want to offer him up on the market, let me know. I'll give you anyone or any amount of money you want for him. I'd kill to break that little beauty in."
I couldn't help myself. I shied away from the woman, even though she wasn't even close to me, moving instead closer to Warren with a little whimper.
"Not happening, Diane. Andrew here is mine. Aren't you, kitten?"
I nodded quickly.
"I-I'm Warren's."
"I love what you've got him in, Warren. I'd like to see him in something gold, though. Or white. Talk to my designer, her name is Shayla and she's wonderful. She designs all of my pet's outfits."That man wasn't so bad. He wasn't all big and intimidating like the
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"W-we can stay if you'd like, Warren."This time I do chuckle, noticing Andrew's apparent fear of Diane. She was a rather intimidating woman, I had to admit. Or at least she was intimidating for anyone who wasn't a 'pet owner', as we liked to call them so laughingly here at The Club
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"It's all right honey, I know you're a little nervous up here. Let's go sit down and relax for a bit while we wait for the music to start, all right?"I nodded eagerly, clinging to his hand like a safety line as he lead me over to a big velvet chair that looked really comfy. I paused, looking at the floor and then at all the other... uh, was slaves the right name for them? Pets? Submissives? Every one of those words just made my cheeks flush an even brighter shade of red. Was I supposed to kneel on the floor like they did
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Andrew purred and snuggled as close to me as he could get, nuzzling my ear in the very manner that had inspired me to give him the nickname of 'kitten' so many years ago. I felt something warm happening inside my chest, but didn't mention it. We were already the coziest-looking couple here, I didn't need my reputation as a gentle master to be taken any further. I was already the youngest Dom here as it was.
"Th-the movies? You think after this we could just... just go to the movies? I-I don't think there's a movie out there that could compare to this."I chuckled, tilting my head to the side so that he could kiss my neck more freely. My neck is quite possibly the single most sensitive area on my body, and Andrew is quite aware of this. It's all I can do not to moan
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"Listen to you. You're a natural sub, my pretty little kitten."
I smiled a little, my lips moving from where they rested against the base of his neck. I was making him proud! My heart leapt and I pressed myself closer to Warren, clinging to him more eagerly now. I'd have liked to get closer to him, but I knew that would be overstepping my bounds. I'm sure that most of the people here would consider kissing his neck without his permission to be too bold, but I knew that Warren liked it, so I continued that at least.
But quickly stopped a moment later as I saw the man in the turtleneck approaching us with a young boy by his side. I stared perhaps a moment too long before turning my head away, closing my eyes as I rested against Warren's shoulder.
"I thought that your Andrew might like to meet my pet. His name is Paris. He's been here before, but only twice. He's still going through that nervous stage, aren't you?"Cracking open one eye, I watched as this man pulled on Paris' hair. He didn't do it like Warren did. When Warren pulled
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Warren_is_goneI loved it when Andrew rested his head on my shoulder the way he did. It was so sweet, and it made me feel a powerful urge to wrap my arms around him and protect him, which I usually did. He always had this happy, sleepy look when he did it, as if he'd either just woken up or had just been thoroughly fucked. It was all I could do to not outright snuggle with him right there
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"Baby, I promised you. No one but me will ever touch you."
I smiled and sighed again, nuzzling my cheek against his hand. I know I shouldn't have been worried; I trust Warren, after all, but I couldn't help but be nervous about that sort of thing when everyone else seemed to take all of this very casually. Formal-casual, yeah, but they talked about trading slaves like they were trading magic cards.
"No offense Jack, but this one belongs to me. Besides, he gets skittish whenever someone else touches him."
I had to hide my head against Warren to mask my gloating smirk that had now spread across my face. Warren could get really protective of me and all assertive that I was his, but when I got jealous it was more along the lines of 'Warren being the only one to touch me so there' sort. I guess Warren could spend time with someone else, even though I'd kinda be hurt by that, so long as only Warren touched me.
I didn't look at Jack when he spoke again, half because I was still smirking and half because he was kind of scary too.
Warren_is_goneThe music was starting to pound with the rhythm of the bodies gyrating on the dance-floor, the DJ starting to synchronize his playlist with the throb of the crowd. It was a beautiful thing really. All those sweaty, feverish bodies, pressing greedily against each other, thrusting and panting...I noticed more than one master pause in the middle of his or her dancing to grab the hair of their slave and literally drag them off the dance floor and into the infamous 'back rooms
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The music was... was throbbing in the room, and each wave of the beat felt like a signal for me to move. Warren had me pressed against him, and all I had to do was move with the rhythm of the music, following his lead while staring straight at his face. I found that my breathing had fallen into synch with the music as well, or perhaps it was just regulating itself to each thrust and grind I felt from Warren, not that it mattered as both had become nearly the same to me. It was getting warmer in the room, or perhaps it was just me, but either way I was glad that Warren had shed his jacket, leaving him in just that soft shirt of his. I was contemplating taking the risk of playing with some of the buttons with my fingers, you know, in hopes that I might "accidentally" unbutton some of them, when Warren pointed over towards one of the walls.
"Look over there, baby. Just watch."And I did watch. I watched as three people, one I recognized as Paris, were hauled up onto the wall and shackled them all into place. I'm sure my eyes went wide
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Warren_is_goneAndrew's entire body had tightened up, and he was pressing against me with a kind of eagerness now. Before, it had been all about his shy nervousness, his hiding against my shoulder. But now, his hands were flat against my shirt, and he was whimpering steadily into my ear as we moved against each other. It seemed my kitten had as much as kinky side to him as I did. This pleased me, and I took a loving nip to his earlobe with my teeth when he leaned in towards me again
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"Baby, there are going to be some things you'll see back here that aren't exactly G-rated, if you get what I'm saying. There are people having sex back there. A lot of sex. A lot of really, really kinky sex. If you would rather just turn around and leave right now, say the word. I promise I won't be upset at all. I want to make you happy."
I hesitated. He was warning me now? After so casually directing my attention to the walls in the main room before? Whatever was back there had to be something... well, I wasn't even sure what it would be, but it was obviously worse than anything I'd seen up to this point. Just the thought made it hard for me to swallow, and I found myself gulping nervously. I was scared.
But then again, I'd been varying degrees of scared the entire night. That was part of the thrill, I guess. It added that extra little kick to everything. And I did trust Warren. With everything. With my life. If he wanted this and if he thought I could do it, well then... I could. It was that simple
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I think I might have squeaked when I entered that place with Warren. Just a little, really quiet-like, but I'm pretty sure the sight of it all shocked me enough to make some sort of sound. When Warren told me that he'd wanted to take me to one of those kinds of clubs, I was a little scared but I'd agreed. I trusted Warren, and if this was something he thought I'd like, then I was more than willing to give it a try. However, as for what I expected... it wasn't this. I guess I'd been picturing like one of those vampire clubs from the Blade movies, with the flashing lights and pounding music and stuff. Not that this was bad or anything, but just unexpected. It made me a bit more nervous than I'd been before, especially seeing how classy and open everything was. Everyone would be looking at me here. I couldn't hide behind Warren or blend in with the crowd ( ... )
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Andrew was a little frightened, and I found myself rather liking the widening of his pretty blue eyes, the slight quiver in his torso. He was going to be even more startled when he saw what this place became after all the displays were finished.
"It's... r-really nice. A-and big. Real big... They're really gonna want to look at me?"
"Don't worry, Andrew." I said quietly. "Just keep your head down, do whatever I tell you to, and don't speak until you're spoken to and I give you permission to respond. They all know you're new to this, so no one is going to judge your skills as a submissive just yet. Understand?"
I gripped his upper arm in my hand, gently leading him towards the square.
"W-warren? You're... you're not going anywhere, are you?"
Almost laughing, I turned to him to give him a quick kiss on the forehead.
"Never, kitten. I love you. And I'd never, ever let anyone else touch you. Or do anything else that you didn't like. You're mine, remember? You belong to me. And I'll always be here. I'll never leave you."
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"Don't worry, Andrew. Just keep your head down, do whatever I tell you to, and don't speak until you're spoken to and I give you permission to respond. They all know you're new to this, so no one is going to judge your skills as a submissive just yet. Understand?"
I nodded quickly as he led me out to the center of the room, immediately dropping my eyes to the floor. Ok, so I didn't really do that so much out of etiquette. It was more like I didn't want to see everyone who was looking at me, because that would only make everything feel worse. Or, not worse really, as this was hardly the most terrible thing I'd ever been through in my life. Real. Maybe that was the word. If I saw everyone looking at me then I'd know this was happening and I didn't know if I'd be able to do it then.
When Warren reminded me that I was his, though, I knew that I could do this. I could do it for him. I would make him proud of me ( ... )
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Andrew was a natural at this, turning a little stiffly, but very obediently when he was told to, looking so pretty under the soft vanilla lighting that it was all I could do not to throw him down right there. His milky skin almost glowed. His whole body had a sort of quivery motion to it when he moved, like a rubber band that had just been twanged. He was beautiful.
"W-warren. Warren told me about this club, a-and I was scared at first, but really more i-intrigued I guess. I wanted to... to please him, so I agreed to come with him, but I also w-wanted to see what it was like here as well..."
"Good, baby." I said soothingly to him, stroking the back of his neck. Turning to the crowd, I added, "He's a little shy."
"He's precious." Diane called again, now running her fingers through the soft, thick black hair of the boy kneeling next to her. "If you ever do want to offer him up on the market, let me know. I'll give you anyone or any amount of money you want for him. I'd kill to break that little beauty in ( ... )
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"Good, baby."
I breathed in a sigh of relief, arching into Warren's touch. I always loved the feel of his hand on the back of my neck like that. It let me know he was in control and all I had to do was follow him and I would be alright. And that was exactly what I needed now more than anything - to follow him and know that I would be alright.
"He's precious. If you ever do want to offer him up on the market, let me know. I'll give you anyone or any amount of money you want for him. I'd kill to break that little beauty in."
I couldn't help myself. I shied away from the woman, even though she wasn't even close to me, moving instead closer to Warren with a little whimper.
"Not happening, Diane. Andrew here is mine. Aren't you, kitten?"
I nodded quickly.
"I-I'm Warren's."
"I love what you've got him in, Warren. I'd like to see him in something gold, though. Or white. Talk to my designer, her name is Shayla and she's wonderful. She designs all of my pet's outfits."That man wasn't so bad. He wasn't all big and intimidating like the ( ... )
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"W-we can stay if you'd like, Warren."This time I do chuckle, noticing Andrew's apparent fear of Diane. She was a rather intimidating woman, I had to admit. Or at least she was intimidating for anyone who wasn't a 'pet owner', as we liked to call them so laughingly here at The Club ( ... )
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"It's all right honey, I know you're a little nervous up here. Let's go sit down and relax for a bit while we wait for the music to start, all right?"I nodded eagerly, clinging to his hand like a safety line as he lead me over to a big velvet chair that looked really comfy. I paused, looking at the floor and then at all the other... uh, was slaves the right name for them? Pets? Submissives? Every one of those words just made my cheeks flush an even brighter shade of red. Was I supposed to kneel on the floor like they did ( ... )
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Andrew purred and snuggled as close to me as he could get, nuzzling my ear in the very manner that had inspired me to give him the nickname of 'kitten' so many years ago. I felt something warm happening inside my chest, but didn't mention it. We were already the coziest-looking couple here, I didn't need my reputation as a gentle master to be taken any further. I was already the youngest Dom here as it was.
"Th-the movies? You think after this we could just... just go to the movies? I-I don't think there's a movie out there that could compare to this."I chuckled, tilting my head to the side so that he could kiss my neck more freely. My neck is quite possibly the single most sensitive area on my body, and Andrew is quite aware of this. It's all I can do not to moan ( ... )
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"Listen to you. You're a natural sub, my pretty little kitten."
I smiled a little, my lips moving from where they rested against the base of his neck. I was making him proud! My heart leapt and I pressed myself closer to Warren, clinging to him more eagerly now. I'd have liked to get closer to him, but I knew that would be overstepping my bounds. I'm sure that most of the people here would consider kissing his neck without his permission to be too bold, but I knew that Warren liked it, so I continued that at least.
But quickly stopped a moment later as I saw the man in the turtleneck approaching us with a young boy by his side. I stared perhaps a moment too long before turning my head away, closing my eyes as I rested against Warren's shoulder.
"I thought that your Andrew might like to meet my pet. His name is Paris. He's been here before, but only twice. He's still going through that nervous stage, aren't you?"Cracking open one eye, I watched as this man pulled on Paris' hair. He didn't do it like Warren did. When Warren pulled ( ... )
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"Baby, I promised you. No one but me will ever touch you."
I smiled and sighed again, nuzzling my cheek against his hand. I know I shouldn't have been worried; I trust Warren, after all, but I couldn't help but be nervous about that sort of thing when everyone else seemed to take all of this very casually. Formal-casual, yeah, but they talked about trading slaves like they were trading magic cards.
"No offense Jack, but this one belongs to me. Besides, he gets skittish whenever someone else touches him."
I had to hide my head against Warren to mask my gloating smirk that had now spread across my face. Warren could get really protective of me and all assertive that I was his, but when I got jealous it was more along the lines of 'Warren being the only one to touch me so there' sort. I guess Warren could spend time with someone else, even though I'd kinda be hurt by that, so long as only Warren touched me.
I didn't look at Jack when he spoke again, half because I was still smirking and half because he was kind of scary too.
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The music was... was throbbing in the room, and each wave of the beat felt like a signal for me to move. Warren had me pressed against him, and all I had to do was move with the rhythm of the music, following his lead while staring straight at his face. I found that my breathing had fallen into synch with the music as well, or perhaps it was just regulating itself to each thrust and grind I felt from Warren, not that it mattered as both had become nearly the same to me. It was getting warmer in the room, or perhaps it was just me, but either way I was glad that Warren had shed his jacket, leaving him in just that soft shirt of his. I was contemplating taking the risk of playing with some of the buttons with my fingers, you know, in hopes that I might "accidentally" unbutton some of them, when Warren pointed over towards one of the walls.
"Look over there, baby. Just watch."And I did watch. I watched as three people, one I recognized as Paris, were hauled up onto the wall and shackled them all into place. I'm sure my eyes went wide ( ... )
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"Baby, there are going to be some things you'll see back here that aren't exactly G-rated, if you get what I'm saying. There are people having sex back there. A lot of sex. A lot of really, really kinky sex. If you would rather just turn around and leave right now, say the word. I promise I won't be upset at all. I want to make you happy."
I hesitated. He was warning me now? After so casually directing my attention to the walls in the main room before? Whatever was back there had to be something... well, I wasn't even sure what it would be, but it was obviously worse than anything I'd seen up to this point. Just the thought made it hard for me to swallow, and I found myself gulping nervously. I was scared.
But then again, I'd been varying degrees of scared the entire night. That was part of the thrill, I guess. It added that extra little kick to everything. And I did trust Warren. With everything. With my life. If he wanted this and if he thought I could do it, well then... I could. It was that simple ( ... )
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"I-I think I'd end up plenty happy if I went back there with you... happy and sore, maybe, but happy."
I smirked faintly, one hand absently stroking Andrew's hair. It was nice to know that he understood things.
"No doubt, kitten."
"Let's go."I nodded without another word, taking his hand into mine and leading him through the arched doorway that led to the back rooms ( ... )
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