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
Ava stirred up, too afraid to move lest she shatter this beautiful dream she'd conjured up because she believed this all to be a dream.She had a bit too much at the blue diamond and conjured the whole thing up.The heat radiating from the taunt body pressed against hers was enough to convince her it was all real. Conan's legs were tucked up under hers, his arms under her head supporting her neck with her head tucked under his chin, snuggling up against his solid warmth.Conan's hands fastened around her waist unconsciously, his grip tightened, and Ava's eyes shot open in panic as she stared at him.In place of the domineering man was a shaking, quivering mess. His eyes were shut tightly as he let out a laboured breath, a thin layer of sweat dripping down from his brows.His breathing picked up as he pulled her closer to himself.He was starting to hurt her, Ava pushed at his chest to snap him out of it. She was finding it difficult to breathe.Ava's hands connected to his cheek in
Safe to say Ava did not arrive at work early because Conan refused to let her go.She was excited about their date on Friday. It's been a while since she's been on a date that she'd forgotten how it felt."Good morning, you're late."Ava smiled at her boss's secretary. She was a no-nonsense lady with a prominent scowl on her face, but Ava knew better.When she'd first received the almost robotic call from Janet offering her the job she'd been skeptical and even on their first meeting, Janice moved briskly only speaking when necessary like a machine but slowly and surely Ava got used to her.Deep down, she was a very kind and understanding lady who gave Ava breaks when she needed them and helped her adjust to the bustles of working for an international businessman."Well, hurry up, you've kept the boss waiting for far too long," Janet urged as she walked towards the double doors that separated the boss's office from hers.Ava followed behind, pulling on her itchy top.She didn't have
Ava let her hands slowly fall down her curves, Eliana was a magician.She had received an invitation to the annual and very exclusive invite-only charity gala held at the end of October. Ava had always known about the event and had accompanied Dimitri to it once, and now, thanks to her extremely generous boss, she'd be going again. The red dress she had on was one of her many party dresses that Dimitri supplied her with, after a little alteration by Eliana it fit her like a darn glove, hugging her curves in all the right places.It was a gorgeous high-neck mermaid cut dress that fell down to her legs with a thigh-high slit and a front top slit that accentuated her boobs.The deep red was a nice contrast to her caramel skin that glistened under the light thanks to the oil Eliana lathered her with.She kept her makeup minimal, opting for the clean girl look that a full glam like Eliana suggested.Her hands stroked her hair, she'd taken out her braids and was sporting a slicked-back po