Airtight
I walked into the club, clad in a sexy ass outfit, wearing my hair in double French braids. I was nervous, shaking like a little leaf in my Doc Martens. I was way out of my element. I strode through the doors, eyes landed and stuck on me. I tried not to make eye contact with any of them and kept my chin up, walking straight.
I reached the bar and sat on a high stool, having to jump awkwardly a bit. A woman and man were both watching me, smiling. I giggled and looked away. The woman was tall and thin, beautiful. Long dark curled tresses cascaded around her heart shaped face. Her partner was equally pale but with dark blonde hair and blue eyes.
I ordered a drink, something with the most alcohol. I watched the bartender do his fancy tricks and shake the mixer like a pro. He slid my drink to me on a tiny napkin and I blushed when he winked at me. He was decent, he could do.
I felt a tap on my right shoulder and spun around to see the woman that had been staring at me. "Hello," she drawled in a British accent. "What brings you into Lounge 61? Are you waiting for your dom?"
I flipped my hair over my shoulder, laughing. She looked perplexed. "I don't have a dom. I'm just here looking for something fun."
"I know fun. So does my Alex, my submissive. Although, he is really more of a switch and so am I." I looked over to where he was sitting, he waved to me, I wiggled my fingers back at him.
"Oh, really?" I sipped my drink.
Fuck the bartender, she does look fun. Am I into girls though? And what's a switch?
She interrupted my thoughts with, "Why don't you come sit with us and we'll have a few drinks?"
"Sure, that sounds great."
I followed her over to where they were sitting and had to awkwardly jump into the high bar stool again. Amazingly, I felt strong hands helping lift me up. I looked back; the woman was helping me. She was so strong.
"Thank you," I murmured.
"Of course, beautiful. What's your name?"
"Yes, do tell us." Her partner, Alex, spoke.
"Lexie. And yours?" I looked to the woman.
"Anise. It's so lovely to meet you."
"Lovely," Alex countered.
"It's nice to meet you guys as well. What brings the two of you in tonight?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you know, this and that. We dabble in playing out scenes here every so often. Tonight, we are hunting," said Alex, dropping his voice an octave on the last sentence.
"Oh?" My eyes widened.
"Yes, but the hunt has ended now, don't you think darling?" Anise caressed Alex's cheek and he practically purred into her hand.
"Yes, I'd say so."
"So, you approve?"
"Mhmm. She's pretty," he whispered into her hand, his lips tracing the lines of her palm.
I watched them, listening intently. They were so interesting to watch, like a movie.
"Well, I say we get nice and sloshed, then we head out of here. What do you say, pretty girl?" Anise asked.
I agreed, nodding, getting flushed. I didn't expect her to be so forward. But I came here for a reason, and that reason had clearly presented itself without much effort on my part.
"What's your poison?" Alex inquired.
"I don't really have one. But I'll take a vodka with a splash of cranberry," I chimed.
"Good girl," Anise purred, and I felt my sex pinch.
I was in way over my head. I knew nothing about the kink world. I knew Lounge 61 was highly recommended and had great reviews. So, I thought I'd give it a go. It was turning out to be a promising decision.
"Here you are," Alex broke me from my reverie, and I took my drink.
We drank until we could hardly see straight, and Anise finally called for a cab.
"Is this your first time here, love?" Alex asked, leaning closer to me, twirling a strand of my hair around his lithe finger.
"Yes, it is." I blushed in embarrassment.
"So, you've not ever done a scene?"
"Of course she hasn't darling, she probably has yet to even see one being played out," Anise quipped.
"My God! Would you like to accompany me upstairs while Anise pays our bill?"
"Sure. Here's my card." I tried to hand my card to Anise, but she swatted it away like a fly.
"I'll take care of it," Anise lowered her tone, looking serious and domineering.
I agreed reluctantly and followed Alex upstairs to the scene rooms. Once upstairs, my senses were blasted with sex. The smell, the noise, and I even thought the taste in the air. There was a thick energy, like walking through a haunted house. My eyes widened when we walked past the first room. A woman was bound and gagged, held up on some sort of pedestal with ropes attached to the ceiling. She looked to be in a state of pure pleasure. A masked man was pounding into her from behind over and over, seeming to get faster and faster. I gawked.
"Lovely, isn't she?"
"Yes..." I genuinely couldn't believe my eyes.
The next room was red and lowly lit, so I could hardly see what was happening. But when my eyes adjusted, I was shocked to see three women bent over a bench and being fucked from behind by machines in unison. There was a masked woman dressed in all leather, whipping them one at a time. I could hear each yelp over the machinery.
We kept walking and I turned my head to the left, where a small group of people were clustered. I stood on tiptoes to see over their heads. What I saw disturbed me but turned me on all the same. A man was being fucked anally by a woman with a dildo connected to a long stick. Another woman was whipping him with a belt, it looked like. His mouth was occupied by yet another woman's strap on. I could hear the wet noises coming from his throat through the glass.
"I bet you'd like an airtight fuck, wouldn't you, doll?" Alex drawled, and I just stood, gawking.
There was a sharp tap on my shoulder and I almost jumped right out of my boots.
"Cab's here, let's go." Anise winked and turned on her heel.
I followed, Alex behind me. I could feel his eyes scanning my backside. I smiled and swayed my hips just a little more than normal.
