The heavy black door of the club closed behind them with a soft thud, sealing the three friends inside a world Cassie had desperately tried to leave in her past. The dimly lit interior hit them like a wave of velvet darkness. Low amber and crimson lights cast long, seductive shadows across the cavernous space. The air was thick with the scent of leather, musk, sweat, and expensive perfume. A deep, throbbing bassline pulsed through the floor, vibrating up through Cassie’s heels and into her bones. Emily’s eyes widened as she took in the scene unfolding before them. In the center of the main hall, a woman in nothing but intricate black rope and a feathered mask was suspended from the ceiling. She was slowly rotating while two masked figures teased her with feathers and the flat of their palms. Her soft, muffled moans blended with the music. To their left, a man knelt at his partner’s feet, kissing the stiletto heel of her boot with reverent devotion while she stroked his hair. Further
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