sweetpet
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Standing just within the club she took a deep breath and held it in for a long time before releasing it along with a bit of growing tension. What was she doing here? A submissive/ slave all alone with no protector, no friends, having no idea what to expect of at any given moment. The place was dark, soft muttered chattering and whisperings, laughter off in the distance. Was that a moan she heard and if it was, there was no way she could even tell which way it had came from.She could feel eyes upon her person several pairs of eyes and she felt like she stuck out like a soar thumb. The choker she wore was actually just some cheap costume jewelry she had came across at the mall. A black velvet choker about an inch in width with shimmering gemstones and a dangling little silver loop in front. Clutching her small matching handbag infrontof her like some shield she just stood there frozen to the spot. Half afraid to leave even more afraid to stay, yet not enough courage to move. This was the absolute craziest thing she had ever done. To come to a playclub all alone.
Actually she had just become so desperate with trying to meet someone on line yet not able to trust that for not actually being able to see the person. Who knew who was actually on the other end of the monitor typing to you? But here at least you could see the person face to face. Swallowing past the lump in her throat she tried to calm down her thundering heartbeat which seemed to be pacing right along with the dramatic beat of the drums in the sadistic song they were playing. Would she actually see anyone in a scene?
She had hoped...no she had thought perhaps she might be noticed. But now that she was here, she wished she was just an invisible little fly on the wall. Finally managing to gather enough wits to move out of the entrance she stepped off to the side and back up against the wall still unsure of where to go. Would there be a bar? Places to sit? A dark dungeon? Tables and food or what?
Blinking as the door opened an an established gentlemen walked right in. Along behind him crawling upon hands and knees was a lovely blonde and what suprised her most was that she was nude. Really nude. She was suddenly very thankful for her silk black mini dress. Yet somehow her eyes followed that couple. The slave crawled with her head proudly following along after her Master then sitting back on her heels like a pet might when he stopped to speak with someone.
While she watched on in amazement. Something about them. Perhaps she was envious of the girl yet somehow she couldn't see herself in front of all these people crawling nude as if they didn't exist. Yet ofcourse the slave girl was perfection while she herself found many flaws with her body and being a little older than her and a few more pounds well that also was something that added to her...embarrasement. The Master must've felt the stare for it was then that he stopped speaking as if in midsentence his dark head turned just slightly not far, as if he knew who watched from the very beginning. His eyes were a midnight blue, his hair as black as a ravens wing and he seemed perfect to her in everyway except one, he already had a slave. Quickly she glanced away yet felt her cheeks heat for she knew she had been noticed and felt at once an outcast. Was this a close knit family that met here often? She had no idea. She pressed her back against the wall and felt a trickle of unease rush along her spine as several other heads turned in her direction with all knowing smiles.
That was it! She had to get out of here! Whirling around, golden locks flying back over her shoulders she skidded to a sudden halt with a gasp for standing right in front of the door was a Master that she had yet to of noticed. He was a man that one would not likely forget. Dressed from the tip of his head to his shiny shoes all in black. His hair was asblack as the other mans yet his eyes were so dark they were almost black, yet a dark brown. It took all her courage not to back up a step. With his arms crossed over his vested chest his muscles bulging her eyes widened and she swallowed hard .
"Excuse me Sir." pet found herself uttering in her sing-soft, sweet, shy voice. His smile was radiant yet devilish as well and he took a step forward. Legs spread slightly those arms crossed.
"Sorry lil one but your chance to escape passed when the clubs doors were locked about five minutes ago and they won't open for another four hours."
she could only gape at him in horror her blue-green gaze flashing to the closed doors then back again silently.
to be cont....
PS:::please comment. **evil grin** what do you think should happen now?
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