“Are you ready for this?”
“Yeah,” Quintus answered.
Scott cupped the back of his neck and kissed his lips gently. “Good. After tonight, things will change between us.”
“What…”
“Shhh…no questions, kitty,” Scott said, pressing a finger on his lips. “Remember the rules for my playroom?” Quintus nodded. “Same goes for here, except for the clothing part. No one gets to see this beautiful body but me.”
Quintus nodded. Scott turned and opened the door. The second they walked inside, it was as if everything and everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at them. Scott didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t let it show. He was guided over to a booth, and they both sat.
Quintus leaned over and whispered in Scott’s ear. “Why does it seem like everyone is staring at us?”
“That’s because they’ve never seen such a beauty as you before.” Scott nuzzled his cheek against his, making him forget they were around other people.
“Sweet talker,” he said with a smile. But Scott’s words and constant touch calmed him a bit.
“Can I get you and your boy a drink, Master S?”
Scott looked at the person that came to their booth. She was dressed in a short, one shoulder purple minidress, gold cuffs, and collar.
“No, thank you, Lavender,” Scott answered. “I’m surprised to see you’re still around?”
“Well, I told master Rodney I’d leave if he didn’t make me his partner,” she said with a smile.
“I see he had the good sense to follow your advice.” Scott turned to Quintus. “Lavender, I’d like you to meet my guest Quintus.”
“Hi,” Quintus said, reaching out to shake her hand. He didn’t miss the slight look she gave Scott or the nod he sent her before she finally took his hand.
“Hello, Quintus. It’s nice to meet you.”
“You too,” Quintus told her.
“I take it you’re new to our world of kink?” she asked him.
“Did my nervousness give it away?”
“You could say that,” Lavender said with a beautiful smile. “Well, not to worry. You’re in the hands of one of the best dominants.”
I know. Now stop looking at him as if you want him to throw you on top of the table and fuck your brains out.
“I know, and thank you,” he said instead.
While Lavender and Scott talked, Quintus took the time to look around the club. He really must have looked like fresh meat as his eyes widened, noticing the cages, Saint Andrew’s crosses, andH-Frames that stood in various parts of the large warehouse. And they all had someone tied, cuffed, or chained to them. With how large the equipment was, Quintus figured that would be in the way, but there was enough room for everyone to move around.
For a split second, he wondered how things would have looked to him if he hadn’t done his research.
Would I have been disgusted by it all and not turned on?
Quintus was utterly fascinated by everything he saw and was starting to see why Scott liked living the BDSM lifestyle. It was about acceptance of who you are, inside and out. He looked at Scott and saw him as more than a vampire and a doctor. He was a dominant, and that was how he defined himself.
He needs this as much as I do.
“I’ll leave you both to enjoy your night. If you’re interested, Master S, Master Day and his submissive will be doing a show tonight. If you and your boy would like to watch.”
“Thank you, Lavender. I’ll keep it in mind.”
She nodded and walked off, leaving them alone.
