“Eli!”

I sighed the moment I heard her voice. Of course, her cousin would find us in this shop.

“I can’t wait for you guys to see this place,” Eli said. “It’s the hottest BDSM party of the season. Everyone’s gonna be there.”

“What exactly is this party, anyway?” I asked.

“It’s a place where no one knows your name,” she said. “Everyone uses aliases, and they all wear masks. Doms look for their next subs and newbies like yourself get to gaze into rooms and take a peek at the action.”

“Excuse me?” I asked. “People are like… gonna be having sex everywhere?”

“Not like… out there on the couches and the porch. There will be rooms and closed doors. If you wanna see what’s going on, all you gotta do is knock and wait for someone to call out to you. Who knows? Someone might even ask you to join.”

“No, thanks,” I said.

“I, for one, can’t wait,” Crystal said. “The last one I went to was fabulous.”

“You’ve been to one?” I asked.

“I got a taste of what it meant to be a sub,” Crystal said, nodding. “Not my thing. I prefer my meat tamed.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked.

“My cousin’s a natural dom,” Eli said. “Dominant. They look for subs, or submissives, to command. To control. To do whatever they want with.”

“This doesn’t sound like fun!” I exclaimed. “This sounds… horrible.”

“No one is going to force themselves on you, Rose,” Eli said. “If there’s one thing the BDSM community is big on, it’s consent. No one will even touch you without asking first. And if you say ‘no,’ there’s no harm done. At all.”

“Rose, I wouldn’t ever put you in a situation where I thought you’d be taken advantage of,” Crystal said. “I didn’t realize that was the reason you were worried.”

“It’s not the only reason, but it’s a big one,” I said.

“Is she still a virgin?” Eli asked.

“Yep,” Crystal said. “Part of me kind of wants to change that.”

Part of me wants to crawl under a damn rock and die.

“Hello? I’m right here,” I said. “And that’s not changing at some party with some random guy whose name I won’t even know.”

“Either way, it’ll be a fun experience,” Crystal said. “Come on, you came to New York for me, but you also came for an adventure, right?”

She had me there, but this definitely wasn’t the kind of adventure I was thinking about. I was thinking more along the lines of dancing, some drunken karaoke, and maybe flirting with some guys in the park.

Not a masquerade BDSM sex party with a Christmas theme. I couldn’t make this shit up.

“Look, you can’t give up now,” Crystal said. “We’ve already RSVP’d. Let’s find us some outfits and really do it up. If you don’t like it after thirty minutes, we’ll leave and go get drinks.”

“Speak for yourself,” Eli said. “I’ve been looking forward to this event all year.”

“Whatever,” I said.

“Okay,” Crystal said. “Go back there into dressing room number three. I put a dress in there that’s perfect for you. You have to try it on.”

I groaned, but I also did what she asked. She shoved me down the hallway and I slipped into the dressing room. I balked the moment I saw the dress. It was a white, lacy, floor-length gown that was see-through. You’d be able to see my underwear! “Time’s a’tickin’!” Crystal said as she tossed some things over. “Put those on underneath the dress, and come on out.”

I was looking at the floor, taking in the white lacy bra and the high-waisted panties she threw over. There was no way my ass would fit all the way in those panties but Crystal banged on my dressing room door again and I started stripping. I put on all the pieces one-by-one, jumping myself into the lacy dress as it cascaded down my body. I knew I would look ridiculous and have to immediately put everything back, but the moment I turned around and looked in the mirror, I couldn’t help but stare.

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