Obsidian(1)

Liam's POV

The pills tasted bitter. They also had a strong effect like they were slightly laced with alcohol. I needed 10mg of scent and pheromone blockers to last the night. I had to buy my pills anonymously from the black market.

I knew if I walked into a pharmacy requesting for pheromone blockers, they were going to look at me strangely. The reason was clear, I was an alpha, and it was mostly omegas who used stuff like that.

It was late evening. I glanced at my wristwatch. It was 8 pm already. I sat behind the steering wheel in my Uncle's car. I shut my eyes for a few seconds before opening them. I was taking a very deep breath. Tonight, I was planning to do something different.

I was sure that it was something no other alpha had ever thought of doing. I put my car keys in my pocket and shoved both hands into my pants pocket. The door was wooden, brown and looked ordinary. I couldn't even hear the slightest sound coming from it and I began to wonder if I was at the right place.

I still walked to the door anyway. A tall muscular man dressed in black stood in front of the door. He had both hands clasped in front of him.

“ID.” He said as soon as he noticed me.

I swallowed hard and brought out my ID card. He glanced at it, then he pushed forward a basket filled with phones. I understood the message. I had already read on the website that phones weren't allowed.

I dropped my phone without argument or hesitation. Finally, he opened the door. I entered and the first thing that hit me was the cool air. I looked around. There was a woman at the desk. I didn't see anyone else. I looked around in mild confusion. This didn't look like a club, at least, not like any club that I knew.

I thought I'd bump into men dancing. I looked at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

The woman at the desk turned to me. “Hello. Is there anything I can help you with?”

I looked at her. “I'm new here.”

A warm smile formed on her face. “Welcome to Obsidian, the best men bdsm club. I hope you find a suitable omega.”

I chuckled. “I'm actually an omega.” That was a lie that only I knew.

“Oh,” she said with a surprised expression on her face. “Forgive me for the misconception. Your height deceived me. I haven't seen omegas with such a statue.”

I forced a smile. “It's okay.”

A young man walked towards us. He wore leather pants that were so tight I could see his dick print. He wore heels and had his hair styled to the side. His tiny silver earring reflected under the chandelier. His fashion style was eccentric and I loved it.

“Cole. You came just in time. Please show the guest around.”

Cole turned towards me and smiled. “Welcome to Obsidian. There is a lot going on here, but I'd try to show you around. Follow me.”

I followed him.

“We'd be passing through some rooms. This isn't a regular club with dancing and light and all that. It is an only men's bdsm club.”

He stopped in front of a door and opened it. My mouth dropped at what I saw. The room was big. It had four people in it. They were in two pairs. In the first pair, a man was bent over a table. He wore thongs and was shirtless.

I could catch his scent. He was an omega. The man standing with the leather whip behind him was an alpha. This was what the dungeon was made for, omegas as submissives and alphas as dominants.

The whip landed on his butt. His ass wiggled and he moaned. I almost moaned alongside him. I wished it was me in that position. I wanted to be bent over and get whipped until I felt my butt cheeks redden.

“This is why phones aren't allowed. We don't want anyone taking a picture or video of our clients.”

I was barely listening to anything Cole said. My eyes were fixed on the both of them who were engaged in the act. I looked at the other pair. He was bent over the lap of his alpha and not leaning on the table like the other. His ass was sturdier and didn't jiggle as much as the other one.

“This is a spanking session between two couples, but the room can also be used for other things. Let's move to the next.”

Cole's heels made clinking sounds against the tilled floor as he moved. He walked into another room. From what I saw, I could already feel my dick hardening. A man wore a collar around his neck. He was blindfolded. His cock was shooting out through the thongs. His hands were bound together in front of him.

His master held a leather whip in one hand. Each time it came in contact with the omega's skin, he moaned and I could hear him begging for more whips.

“This isn't really different from the other room. It's just that more tools are used. Come on. Let me show you the next. You will like it.”

I followed him. Of course I was eager to see more. The next room was made of a glass door which stretched around all the corners. We didn't enter inside. There were people standing around and looking.

“This is exhibitionism, for those who want to be watched.”

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I wished that it was me instead.

An omega laid on the table. He didn't wear thongs like the rest. He was completely naked. His cock was erect and he had a collar around his neck. His master held a dildo and was using it to fuck his hole.

Even if I couldn't hear his moans, I could see his face. He was clearly lost in the moment and he was moaning. People really enjoyed when others were looking at them. My cock was completely erect now and I doubted if I could hold it in anymore. All these scenes aroused me.

“This is my best room. I bet you know why already.” Cole said.

“Are all of them members?” I asked curiously.

Cole nodded. “Of course. You have to be a member to engage in any of the acts. Come on, I'd show you one more room.”

I followed him. We got to the room and it was dark, except for the blue lights giving a soft glow and a different feeling. An omega was dressed in thongs and a short shirt. He was giving a lap dance to his master.

His master looked hot and cute. He was shirtless and muscular. He had his hand around the submissive’s waist and was guiding his waist movement.

Oh my fucking goodness. How I wish it was me who was in that position. I wanted such a cute handsome alpha to have his hands around me. I was ogling him so much that my hard-on became even harder. I couldn't bear it anymore.

“Where is the restroom?” I asked impatiently.

Cole pointed at a door at the end of the corridor. I hurried inside. Immediately I got inside, I slid down my pants and boxers. My cock sprung free. Damn. I was fully erect. I stroked it a little, then I began to rub it faster. This was something I only did in my room at home. I couldn't believe I was doing it here.

I finished and I wore my clothes properly. I came out of the toilet and nearly had a fright as I wasn't expecting someone to be standing in front of me. Cole was standing there.

“Do we continue? There are several other rooms and you…”

His voice trailed off. I was looking elsewhere. I gulped. Three incredibly handsome alphas were walking in our direction. I kept looking at them and wasn't listening to Come. They walked past us.

“Do you like them?”

I blinked. “What?”

“You were staring at them and even drooling. Well, they are alphas and an alpha like you would need an omega, or is there a chance you're an omega? Someone as tall and huge as you is definitely a…”

“I'm an omega.” I said and cut him off.

“Wow. That's amazing. It means you can have the alphas, except there is one problem. They share the same submissive.”

“Wow,” I muttered and looked in the direction that the men had left.

“Yeah. Let's talk about the membership plan. How do I join the club?”

Cole smiled. “I thought you'd never ask. Please follow me.”

I followed him until we walked to the lobby where I had met the woman earlier. Cole motioned to a seat for me to sit and wait for him. I sat down and I noticed the three men again. They were standing at the balcony and talking.

Cole returned and when I turned to face Cole, the men left. Cole handed a paper to me.

“These are our membership subscription plans. You can choose any that suits you.”

I narrowed my eyes on the paper. Even if I emptied my savings, it wasn't enough to pay for the cheapest plan. I felt disappointed already. This was something I had wanted to do my entire life.

I sighed and handed the paper to Cole. “I'm sorry. I can't afford any of this.”