Cassandra Salvatore~•~I took a deep breath as I heard the announcer's voice, calling out for the models.I was nervous as fuck, but it had nothing to do with the fact that I was about to walk on the runway. It was not the first time I was doing it. However, it was the first time I was doing so in a foreign country with news only I knew about.I was in Rome and I'd only arrived here two nights ago which meant I hadn't gotten the time to tour the city. Besides, I was terrible at their local language and I could get lost easily.I stood in place as the models left one after the other.My hand was shaking but I willed myself to be strong. I saw the last girl leave and I walked closer to the curtains. As soon as she came back, I took one last deep breath and started my strut.The applause was instant and I was certain it came from my family who were seated in the front row.Keeping my poker face on and careful not to break into a smile, I walked down the aisle, stopping at the edge to st
Cassandra Salvatore~•~"Hurry the fuck up, Cassie, we'll be late." I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer her as I continued applying my mascara. I wanted to look like a different person today because I didn't want to be recognized.People were nosy and if I managed to run into anyone I knew, they may report me to my father or my boyfriend."Cassie!" Juliet snapped, poking her head inside her room. I came to her place to get ready because I didn't want my father to get suspicious. It was crazy. I was an adult, but I still stayed at his place because someone needed to keep my siblings safe and I happened to be the oldest of us all."Chill, Jules." I rolled my eyes again. With how much I was rolling my eyes because of my best friend, I was certain I would be cross-eyed in a few years. "There's no time limit. You said it yourself, it goes on all night.""That doesn't mean we should go late and miss out on all the fun."I sighed subtly. I didn't know what interested her about it but sh
Cassandra Salvatore~•~Entering the club was the hard part. It seemed like Jules herself was suddenly nervous as well, and with both of us unsure, it took a while for us to say fuck it and just go in.When we went in, I was expecting to see naked people walking up and down, people getting tied up, spanked, and flogged, but the first image we met was a reception. The receptionist looked bored as hell and her face literally lit up as she noticed us walking toward her.She wasn't dressed in revealing clothes or lingerie. She was dressed in a black modest dress."Good evening. Welcome to Fantasia."I didn't know whether to reply so I kept shut and let my best friend do the talking, though the only word she said was, "Hi."The receptionist, whose name tag read Aya, stared at us for a couple of seconds and chuckled. "First time, am I right?"I smiled nervously. Were we that obvious? "How did you know?""I can always tell." Aya smiled warmly at us and I finally began to relax. "First timer o
Matteo Valentino~•~I was quite pissed at my brother. The dickhead was meant to be here since we had work to do, but he probably bailed to work for extra hours at our company. He was such a workaholic sometimes, but he cherry-picked his work.He didn't come to the club much recently because he didn't have a slave. Well, we didn't have a slave — we always shared — and hadn't had one for up to three months now.I sighed and left the office where I'd been waiting for him, intending to leave the club entirely. I didn't have much to do here as well if he wasn't here. I would find a woman in a pink bracelet, but I wasn't in the mood for anything sexual.Well, at least, I thought I wasn't. Not until I was about to descend the stairs and saw a petite woman walk in.I stopped in my tracks, hanging by the railing that overlooked the ground floor. She wasn't in the usual lingerie other women around here adorned, but she was clad in white… was it bralette they called it? It pushed up her small b
Rowan Valentino~•~From a young age, I'd always known Matteo was the hotheaded one between us. He was easily irritated and snapped just as fast, but I always found a way to piss him off — intentionally or not.We were a total of six in our family, including our parents. We had an older brother, Damon, and a younger sister, Natasha, who demanded everyone call her Tash, yet Matteo was the easiest to piss off.He tried very hard to control himself, but he just wasn't very successful sometimes. It was so bad to the point that he had to be enrolled in an Anger Management Class which wasn't exactly a class because he was gone for three whole months.We were around fourteen then and not having him around sucked like hell. He must've realized the same thing because even if he wasn't entirely changed when he got back, he tried harder.I knew Matteo would be pissed at me and that was why I placed my phone on silent. I didn't want to know when he was trying to reach me because I would probably
Cassandra Salvatore~•~"God," I blinked when the first scene we walked into was a man spanking a woman and not with his hand. "So this stuff happens in real life?""Fascinating right?" Jules was quick to reply and I shifted uncomfortably on my feet as I tried to take in everything at once."More like life-threatening."I didn't have to look far for my eyes to land on another scene. The light in the club was dim and if I looked to my left, I would see a bar situated there while the rest of the place was just an open space with several stages. A woman was on her knees and she was literally being manhandled by her partner as he quite literally fucked her mouth. There was a small gathering of people around them watching and they didn't seem to mind.Instead, from where we stood, I could hear her moan as he pinched her nipple, the hum making him falter in his control for a moment. "You look like you're enjoying what you're seeing.""What? Hell no." I denied it immediately. Even if my th
Cassandra Salvatore~•~I marveled at his boldness. I thought I just told him I didn't want all the things he just listed. Most importantly, "I have a boyfriend."I had thought that would deter him, but I was wrong. Instead, it seemed like he took it as a challenge as he stepped closer to me. "Does your 'boyfriend' know you're here?" The way he said the word, boyfriend, showed that he didn't believe I had one. He most likely thought I was just grasping at straws to escape him. I mean, I was.I faltered. What did I think would happen if I went to a sex club? Of course, men were going to hit on me. They probably thought I came here for pleasure as did everyone else."Cara," he warned."It's Cassie," I corrected him. He didn't care about the correction. All he wanted was an answer. "No, he doesn't.""Exactly," he smirked, making him look even more handsome than he already was. I glared at him. "Did you only ask that to prove a point?""You could say that," he shrugged nonchalantly. He w
Matteo Valentino ~•~I was fascinated by the little angel before me. I wanted to figure out her thought process. I wanted to know what was going on in her head. I wanted to know what she was thinking about as she came to the realization that she may be interested in BDSM after all.I had an early morning tomorrow, but I just couldn't resist her even if she wasn't doing anything. Her innocence was coming off her in waves and it was doing sinful things to my dick. I wanted to taint her. I wanted to mark her as mine. I was sure my brother would like her as well. Hopefully, she would be open to the idea of both of us.It was a rare kink we had; sharing our sexual partners and not everyone was welcoming to it, which made it hard to find a perfect slave.I stared at her. She stared at me. I tapped my feet in impatience. I was known to be a lot of things, but a patient man was not one of them. "Cara," I called out, getting ticked off by her silence. "What did I tell you about answering my q