Kitten had been anticipating the visit to Club Sapphire for a long time. She didn't have the courage to go alone, so she talked Sir D into going with her during his visit. Club Sapphire is a sex club located south of Seattle. The club is popular with polyamorous couples and with single folks wanting to meet people for sex in a group setting. Magda had been following the events of the Club online and watching the videos offered that discussed what they referred to as "The Lifestyle." The Club itself had a bar, large dance floor, lounge areas and in the back many, many rooms. The rooms were designed for sexual encounters. For the first few years the Club was in operation, the rooms were furnished with many beds and baskets of condoms and single use lube packets strategically placed between all the beds. After the success of "Fifty Shades of Gray", suddenly trying BDSM was something mainstream couples wanted to do and the club accommodated by creating rooms furnished with the toys and implements needed.
Sir D dressed in gray slacks and a white shirt. He had chosen Kitten's attire, having her wear a black low cut dress that while not skin tight, did hug her hourglass figure. Her cleavage, of course, was on full display. She wore black heeled sandals that showed off her manicured toes. She was having a good hair day and her long black curly locks framed her face and fell just below her shoulders. She was not used to wearing makeup, but she knew he liked it, so she put on some mascara, eyeliner and a deep plum colored lipstick. Her nails were painted the same deep plum as her toes.
When she emerged from her closet she saw a jewelry box on the bed. As she moved to pick it up she heard Sir D behind her, "I didn't give you permission to touch that, did I Kitten?"
"No, I..." She stopped mid-sentence as she took in how handsome he looked all dressed up.
"You look stunning," he said as he walked over and picked up the box. "You are missing just one item."
He opened the box to reveal a silver choker with a round pendant hanging from the middle. The pendant was black but with a silver letter "D" in the middle.
She reached out to touch it. "It's beautiful, Sir."
"I want you to wear this tonight, to signal to others you are mine." He said.
"It's a beautiful necklace." She said.
"It's not just a necklace, it's a collar and it means you are my sub and I am your Dom. This may be a club for swingers and such, but I'm not sure I am ready to share you just yet." He said.
She nodded and lifted her hair for him to place it on her neck.
He proceeded to attach the collar to her neck and she rubbed her fingers on the smooth silver and traced the D on the pendant.
She was looking at herself in the mirror as he stood behind her. He moved her hair and began to kiss and nibble on her neck. She closed her eyes and leaned back into his embrace. His hands came to the front of her dress and he cupped her breasts and squeezed. Keeping one hand on her breast, he moved the other to lift the hem of her dress so he can put his hand inside her thong and stroke her pussy. She started to moan and she placed her hand over his on her pussy. He inserted a finger inside her as he started playing with her clit.
"Oh, Sir. Please make me cum. Please."
He realized if he continued they would forget about the club all together, however he knew how much she wanted to have this experience and he preferred she do it with him than alone.
He removed his hands from her body and shook his head. "No, Kitten, if we start we won't leave the apartment. You've been looking forward to this, let's go." With that they left and in about 40 minutes arrived.
The club was packed and dark with purple lighting accents throughout. The furniture was white and faux leather, soft and simple. The music wasn't as loud as it usually is in nightclubs, Kitten guessed it was because there needed to be an opportunity for folks to talk and actually hear each other. Consent was a huge part of the club rules. Anyone was allowed to revoke consent of any act no matter how far into it. If someone was mid thrust and a person on the receiving end asked it to end, it would. One would find it difficult to give or deny consent if it was too loud to communicate.
Sir and Kitten walked with their hands entwined through the club taking in the people, music, atmosphere. They came to a lounge area where another couple was seated. The couple were also clearly in a D/s relationship. The woman had on a collar with a ring that had a leash her Dom was holding in his hand. She was looking down and her Dom addressed Sir and ignored Kitten.
"Would you both like to join us?" he asked. Kitten caught his glancing at her breasts, he did notice her even though he seemed to pretend otherwise.
"Thank you, that would be lovely." said Sir.
"This is my Kitten." he said by way of introducing me. The feminist in me tried not to snap at him, "I have a name." I reminded myself that I chose to engage in this and I was loving the experience and all the sensations that were being aroused. This was part of the experience, whether or not I had a name, was up to my Dom.
"This is my Pet," he said about the woman on the leash next to him. She didn't look up, simply put her head on his shoulder.
Kitten had so many questions about what she was witnessing. Clearly their power exchange was much more intense than what she was engaging in with her Dom. To be fair, she was very new to this and he was gratefully easing her into it all.
As they sat, the waitress came over and asked if they wanted drinks. The club did not serve alcohol, because drinking heavily did not coincide with consensual behaviors. After ordering some mocktails, they started asking questions.
"We've never seen you two here before, is this your first time?" the Dom asked.
"Yes, I'm visiting my Kitten from the U.K. for the week and she wanted to come here, so I obliged." said Sir.
She put her hand on his leg and her head on his shoulder in appreciation of him.
"Are you here to play? We'd love to join you in a session if you would permit me playing with your Kitten, you are welcome to my Pet." said the Dom.
