The place was packed filled with people, some sat in groups, and others sat alone with a mug of coffee in front of them. The workers zoomed up and down, mounted on roller blades. The interior and the workers' outfits reminded Ava of those 90's milkshake places you see in movies. The employees had on round-collared yellow t-shirts with camile written in bright pink letters and black pleated skirts to go with it, they had knee pads while the men replaced the skirts with pants. Ava also noticed the men sitting at the far end of the restaurant, they had on the same shirt, with the exact logo he had on that night. It's been 4 months since he left her panting in her attic, four months with no response or anything from him. 4 months since she started working at Kp Enterprises, 4 months of working for her extremely generous boss Mr Vegas. Ava had initially expected to see someone pushing seventy when they spoke about Mr Vegas Kanaphan Puitrakul, imagine are shock when she walked into t
"Are you both daft, remember what happened to the last meeting in a club? " Conan flicked the pen he had pointed at his two friends, contemplating lounging the metal at them to stop their running mouths. "Now that was your girlfriend's fault, if she hadn't tried robbing me, it would've gone smoothly" Arm spoke with a pointed look as he propped his legs up on the side of the sofa. "You guys decided to order pussy while we wait for my impending doom, the order took the bait, I expected them to send someone more experienced though" Conan answered, going back to his work, he hasn't been in the office in months being cooped up at home and occasionally in Paris. He didn't have the liberty of going out, up until a few days ago he was a wanted man. "We should celebrate your freedom, few people face the order and Live to tell the tale" Arm thundered dramatically, as he waved his hands across his face as if chasing away a fly. "You say it like they're some supernatural power and not a bunc
Ava and Elaina settled down on the floor with a bottle of red wine the latter had bought with her. The pizza box laid open between them and tucked at the far corner of the room was the box Arm gave to her. "So the good news is I get a sponsor, the bad news is am stuck having to work with the rude lady" Elaina finished before taking a swing from the wine bottle. She'd just finished recounting her tale of how she was rejected by the businessman she'd originally gone to meet to support her project but rather fallen into the arms of a lady who promised to fund the entire thing. It was bizarre but still good news, Ava felt like Elaina was holding something back, the story had loopholes but she chose not to pry and instead celebrated with her friend. while they ate, she kept glancing at the bag. "So are we going to open it or are we just going to stare at it, it's getting late if that's a booty call, you'd have to respond soon" Elaina teased. She reached for the bag and pulled it tow
Thankfully, It was not a repeat of last time but a completely different situation. "I can't let you in because you're not following the dress code I came up here to change too" She explained while giggling. "So you're not kidnapping us? " Elaina questioned as she peered around the room. "No, I'm not, I'd only kidnap you if that's something you're into" Camille winked at her and walked further into the room. She disappeared behind a door painted with a shade of olive green. Ava laughed at the irony but Elaina did not share her sentiments as she continued glaring at the spot the lady disappeared to. Soon enough, Camille reappeared pulling along a cloth rack. Ava assumed they held their costume as each piece was still wrapped and packaged to keep away the dust. "You guys can pick anything you like out of these clothes, I got them specifically for tonight, I know my brother's going to love his gift" She spoke with such enthusiasm that Ava could not help but return her smile. "I'l
The club was dimly lit, with red and purple mood lighting flashing all over. It gave quite a mysterious and sexual vibe. Ava could not stop herself from imagining the kind of illicit activities that goes on here. Ava's eyes located the bar and its patrons, four bartenders were going about their work and Ava felt a slight twinge in her heart. It's been long since she spoke to her only other friend. Just like at Club Sinema, various curtains and partitions were separating and blocking off parts of the room. "Each has a specific room that caters to various needs, I'm sure you'll do more exploring before the night ends" Camille offers, she'd made herself the unofficial tour guide. "That one over there is equipped with St. Andrew's crosses, and spanking benches amongst others, it's one of the most common rooms" She continued pointing to a room with a blue curtain at the end of the room. A small section close to the bar was used as a makeshift dance floor and a group of people were al
Ava stormed through one of the separation curtains, she'd lost Conan a while back. She arrived at a narrow hallway with artwork lining the walls, she'd seen some of these paintings in books or poorly reproduced replicas framed and kept in big stores. But something inside her knew this was the real deal, Art worth more than she'd ever make in her entire lifetime. The sound of voices grew louder as she arrived in a line of four bedrooms, Ava shivered, She'd left Camille's robe at the bar and now she was feeling more than chilly. Warm fabric engulfed her as she was pulled closer to a body. Looking up to find Conan by her side she wiggled to get free from him, while tightly hugging the coat jacket he'd placed on her shoulder. "Just hear me out, please" His voice came out in a whisper, different from the tone he'd used with Ava's dance partner earlier. Ava remained still as Conan's fingers snaked around her waist to balance her against him. She chose to ignore the heat rolling off
The woman was bound in an elaborate knotted rope with a ball gag in her mouth as her dominant circled her with a flogger, teasing and taunting her with it before he began punishing her.Ava's breathing picked up at the sight."Remember, this is all about trust and consent. She agreed to everything he's doing to her. She enjoys it." Conan spoke beside her, resting his hands on her thighs to ease her. "Spread your legs you fucking slut." The dominant on stage said in a loud voice that made Ava jumped. She noticed the speakers strategically placed around the room that amplified his voice and her moans. Ava's eyes remained fixated on the stage as she clenched her thighs together, Conan's focus was on her as she watched, taking notes of what got a rise out and what made her uncomfortable. The dominant on stage brought the flogger down hard onto the woman's bare ass, causing her to yelp and moan against the gag in her mouth.Ava's chest was pumping wildly with every lashing that the man
Conan pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, slowly pushing it open. He waited for Ava to walk in before going in behind her and making a show of demonstrating the lock. It was locked, but she could easily open it up. He was giving her the option to leave once more. She was in control, and she could end it all anytime she wanted. But Ava didn't want this to end. The smell of wood and vanilla assaulted her senses. It smelt like the overly expensive candles that Elaina kept gifting her even when she had no use for them. Ava's eyes trailed the room. Besides the dimmed lighting and a few other aspects, this space was very different from the ones Camille had shown her in her earlier tour of The Blue Diamond. This one was smaller and more intimate. Ava's eyes fell on the room's furnishings and accessories. The largest item in the space was the four-poster bed, which stood proudly against the back wall. Its frame was intricately carved, echoing the design of the rich cri