The three of them headed to the lower staircase, toward the upper walkway that circled over the play pit.
“Have you decided if you'd like to be a member? I'd be more than happy to help you fill out the paperwork and answer any questions you might have.”
“I love the atmosphere here, Claudia knows everyone,” she admitted with a laugh. “They’ve all been kind. But I've never really been one for clubs.”
“Why’s that, Sophie?”
She shrugged, feeling uncomfortable putting words to the emotions that came with being disappointed time after time.
“Okay, so what makes your club so different from all the rest?”
“We like to give a different experience. At Surrender, we have a rigorous vetting process.” Aiden spoke proudly as they made their way across the third-level landing overlooking the play pit. “Over 80% of our DMs are licensed EMTs or have taken some sort of medical training course. Following an incident a year ago, we have implemented an on-site nurse for all our members, and all latex is clearly marked. There is a member directory for anyone looking for services from lifestyle-friendly professionals.”
Sophie automatically took the offered bottle from Aiden. She sipped as he continued to talk about Surrender with pride.
“On Tuesdays, we are closed to play but have workshops for members. Our store has a variety of items as well as custom pieces from Wes, who manages all the wood and leather that we have in the club.”
“He makes some beautiful bondage furniture. His work is throughout the dungeon floor.” Zack mused out loud, pleased with Sophie’s subtle gasp. Her cheeks reddened.
“We also have options for those in the lifestyle who prefer a few darker urges.”
“Yes, the Dollhouse is upstairs in a separate area. We don't need to scare our girl off so soon.” Aiden countered. Sophie didn’t miss the surprised look Zack shot him.
Sophie walked up to the next level between the two, as if taking steps to a dance they’d known so well.
“I owe you an—”
“No, you don't.” Aiden cut her off.
“I don't like being dishonest.” She tugged at the edge of her skirt anxiously.
“Naughty girl.” Zack cleared his throat and fixed his gaze on Sophie. “If you feel the need to apologize, then I won't stop you. However, I will let you know if you were mine, a punishment would be involved.”
Thrill and apprehension ran through her spine at Zack's words. She looked up at Aiden, finding his eyes softer under her current scrutiny.
“I just moved away from a bad living situation, and well, the last thing I was thinking of was getting complicated.”
“You never know what's around the corner, Sophie.”
“A safe girl.” Zack smirked.
“I think she's a good girl, brother.” Aiden ran his fingers down her arm.
“What's one night of fun going to hurt you?”
“Pain only comes with consent,” Zack mused, his brow arched in silent challenge.
“It's not something I've ever tested,” Sophie admitted before she could catch herself.
Aiden leaned in and pressed his lips to the shell of her ear. “Come to the dark side with us, little star.”
Sophie looked from Aiden to Zack, contemplating her situation and current lewd invitation.
If she chickened out, all she would have to show for it is sore feet and an empty bed.
But the reckless part of her wanted to see where it would take her. Claudia would only encourage her.
You miss 100% of the chances you don’t take.
