*Alias's POV*
"Sarah, I can't believe you really asked!" I whisper shouted through the clothing rack- though I wouldn't much call these clothes.
"You said you would feel more comfortable if I could go with you!" She whispered back harshly. She was referring to our conversation back in my apartment when we were packing up my things. I had filled her in on last night and this morning's revelations.
"I said sometime, Sarah, not tonight! Kane and I just came to terms this morning!" I replied back with frustration. I'm so anxious. I don't know how to feel right now honestly.
"Alias, he didn't seem to mind. He actually seemed a bit excited," She shot me a wink, trying to put me in a better mood.
"I don't know how you always talk me into the craziest shit," I smiled as a shook my head. I couldn't stay mad at her for anything.
"Last time I did, we opened a multimillion dollar company," She smirked at me.
"Touché," I had to give it to her there, "But don't you think we're moving too fast?"
"The way I look at it, you have six months, rather closer to five now, working with Kane. Carpe diem," She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Another fair point," I sighed as she was right, "What are you going to do all night?"
"Hell, ever thought I might need some excitement in my sex life too? I'm exploring. Do you think Damion would be okay with showing me around?" She asked.
"I'm sure he would," I replied back.
"I'd like to get to know him personally if you know what I mean," she shot me a wicked smirk.
"Sarah! Seriously?" I asked astounded. I definitely didn't pick up on that, but I should have when she started sitting in the front with him.
"Seriously," She smiled to herself, "Now, the real dilemma. What the hell do we wear?"
"As little as possible from what I've seen," I giggled remembering the excessive amount of latex and skin I saw the night I went.
"Are you going to wear a collar?" Sarah asked curiously.
"A collar? I'm not a pet," I replied with an eye roll.
"No, but you are technically claimed," She raised her brow at me. Fuck, I hadn't considered that.
"I think I'll let Kane get me one. I mean, what if he doesn't want me to wear one? Honestly, I don't much like any of those," I glanced over at the wall full of different kinds, shapes, and sizes.
"Probably best to let him decide on that," Sarah chuckled.
My eyes roamed from the assortments of collars to a rack of lace and satin clothing pieces. I made my way over and began flipping through the hangars until I landed on a beautiful, yet sexy red lace bralette which could easily be paired with anything. I chose a very tiny, black satin skirt with a slight slit in the right thigh to pair with it. I definitely needed stockings or something to go underneath to give myself the illusion of being more clothed than I actually will be. I decided fishnets would be best, so I grabbed up a pair and turned to find Sarah. Much to my surprise, she was standing over the glass box that had 'accessories' inside.
"Alias, what do you think that would be like?" She pointed at what I assumed to be nipple clamps.
"Painful as fuck," I almost cringed thinking about how sensitive my nipples are without being pinched to hell and back.
"Ms. I'm Tired of Boring Sex, you're going to have to open your mind some or Kane will definitely get bored," Sarah replied sarcastically.
"Fuck you! You really think he'll get bored of me?" I asked nervously.
"No, silly. But apparently pain can turn into crazy pleasure, so maybe try it sometime," she smirked at me.
"Since when are you the BDSM expert?" I rolled my eyes at her.
"Since never, but I bet I've researched it more than you have," She laughed at me. Sarah knew I was very shy when it came to my sex life, so she was well aware I was clueless as hell. Sarah, on the other hand, regularly watched porn and read erotic fiction, so I wasn't really all that surprised that she knew more than me. In a way, I was grateful since she could give me pointers along the way.
"Did you pick an outfit?" I asked her to which she held up a black and gold corset dress with a triumphant smile on her face.
"Damion will definitely want to get to know me after he sees me in this," she smirked, causing me to burst out into laughter.
We made our way to the register to checkout, and I texted Kane to let him know we were about to be finished up. He told me they were about two buildings over and that they would be right there. Sarah and I didn't feel much like waiting outside, so we started to walk down the sidewalk trying to find what store the guys might be in. There was a cafe and jewelry store two shops down, and I knew they weren't in either of those. Across the street were more women's apparel shops, surely they weren't in there. We were about to give up when I saw them emerge from the jewelry store. I assumed he needed a new watch or something, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
"I said wait for us at the front door, Alias," He stated sternly as he walked towards me.
"Oh, someone's in trouble," Sarah joked, nudging my arm.
"I'm sorry," I beamed up at him, hoping my innocent smile would get me out of trouble.
"Bad girl," He smacked his lips and shook his head at me. I won't lie, I felt a bit saddened by his words so I dropped my head. I tried to hide my disappointment, but he definitely noticed. He raised his hand, placing his thumb under my chin and raised my head so I was looking at him. To my surprise, he had a soft smile and was looking at me with compassion in his eyes.
"Ready to go?" He asked me softly to which I silently nodded yes. When I turned around, I realized Sarah and Damion had long since left us behind as they were now pulling up beside us in the car. Kane opened the door for me and I slid inside. My heartbeat picked up as I realized we were only hours away from going back to the club. I didn't know what to expect, and honestly, I didn't know how I was supposed to behave. I hoped I would have a chance to talk to Kane alone before we went.
Kane must have noticed me being lost in thought as he put his hand on my thigh and gave me a reassuring squeeze. I scooted over to the middle seat and he put his arm around me as I nestled into his side. I felt relief wash over me as something about him just made me feel so comfortable.
"Care to show me your outfit?" He asked me curiously.
"No, it's a surprise," I smirked knowing he was definitely going to be shocked. He smiled down at me, seemingly to approve. We rode the rest of the way back to Kane's building in silence, everyone clearly thinking about what would be in store tonight.
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"A fucking penthouse! Kane Rhodes, you do live lavishly!" Sarah exclaimed as soon as the elevator doors opened.
Kane chuckled at her as we stepped into the living area. It was about 5 o'clock now, so we had just enough time to get ready. Kane told Sarah where the guest bedroom was, and I started to follow her before he stopped me.
"Alias, come to my bedroom please," He asked, but it seemed more like a demand. Sarah shot me a smirk, but I figured we were going so he could get on to me for telling Sarah about the club and about him. I nodded and started to follow him towards his bedroom. He shut the door behind me and motioned for me to take a seat on the bed to which I obeyed. I placed my bag beside me, ready for my lecture. To my surprise, he started to pace for a moment.
"Are you okay with this?" He asked me compassionately.
"With all of us going tonight?" I was a bit confused.
"Yes, I can call it off. I didn't think about it until our ride home that you might not be comfortable," He explained softly.
I smiled at him, "No, I'm fine with it. I just was surprised. I thought you might be mad at me for telling Sarah." I didn't expect him to actually consider how I might be feeling, and I appreciated it more than he'd ever know.
"Of course not, Alias. You can and should confide in someone about all of this. It can be overwhelming at times. Damion is my go too, and I'm glad you have Sarah as yours," He smiled back at me. I was in awe by his understanding.
"Sarah likes Damion," I giggled as I spilled the beans to Kane.
"Damion likes Sarah," Kane chuckled with me, "They will probably keep busy tonight."
"Undoubtedly," I smiled, "Can I ask something?"
"Of course," He replied.
"How do I behave tonight?" I asked quietly.
"I'm glad you asked. Tonight isn't a beginner's night, so you will definitely see way more than you did the time before," He began explaining.
"I know, but I mean... as your submissive," I almost whispered.
"I'd prefer that you stay close to me at all times. When we walk into the club, think of it like the scene is beginning. If I tell you to do something, you obey," He continued, "If at any point you need air or want to leave, tell me. If you need to go to the restroom, tell me. If you want a drink, tell me."
"I think I follow," I replied nervously. I don't know how I feel about having to tell him every little thing, but I decided not to protest before giving it a chance. I figured we had talked enough I could
go get ready, so I grabbed my bag and stood up.
"Wait, one more thing," Kane said as he scratched the back of his head. He seemed anxious. I stood in front of the bed waiting for him to speak. He paced a few more times before stopping in front of me and reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a jewelry box from his pocket and my heartbeat picked up to an unhealthy speed.
"We didn't talk about this, but I hope you'll wear it," He opened the velvet box, revealing a silver necklace with a small, silver circle in the middle of it. There were diamonds on both sides of the circle, causing it to appear as a normal necklace. I realized, though, it was much similar to the leather collars with big silver circles that I saw in the store earlier today.
"Is this.." I started.
"It's a collar, but I didn't take you for the type to want to wear one. I thought maybe something more subtle would be your style," He smiled nervously at me. I couldn't help the ginormous smile from spreading across my face.
"I'd love to wear it. It's beautiful, Kane," I leaned in closer to get a better look. I really did love it. It was simple enough to be worn in public without anyone actually realizing what it is.
"Im glad you like it," He smirked at me, "Turn around."
