Entice (Dark Odyssey Club Fantasies 1)

I scan over various equipment people into BDSM use and a host of kinky people having sex before I notice that Josh has stood up and is making his way over to us.

The guard leaves me when Josh reaches us and takes my hand.

His smile is what I focus on, although I know my whole face is possibly as red as what I’m wearing. I’m wearing the negligee he got me under a silky black robe. I’d thought to take it off before, believing we’d be going somewhere private-ish like his lounge, but now I’m glad I didn’t.

He smiles when he sees my face.

“Don’t worry we won’t be doing anything too wild,” he states giving me a little kiss.

“What will we be doing?” I ask. My voice quivers and he slips his arms around me.

“Nothing you don’t want to do. Come, let me show you.” He leads me past the people but I can’t stop looking. There’s a woman bent over a man’s lap being spanked hard and the look on her face is complete pleasure. There’s another woman on her knees with one guy pounding into her from behind while she sucks the guy in front’s cock.

I notice her ass is red, and she too is wearing a leather collar around her neck.

This is all about pain and pleasure. Everyone looks so engrossed in what they’re doing and the ones who notice me looking can tell straight away that I’m not used to it.

Something about all of it though… from the people having sex on the main parts of the club to these people inside has that element of freedom. It calls to me.

Josh leads me through a large oak door and we enter a corridor where it’s just us. My heels click against the stone floor, and the echo continues until we enter another room. A bedroom.

It looks like something from a spa. There’s a king sized four-poster bed in the center of the room with a wrought iron chandelier hanging over it that looks like it was pulled from a medieval painting. A wide archway with sliding doors lead out to the terrace.

We must be on the basement level, I wouldn’t have thought there would be so much to the club, but I’m truly impressed.

I smile and look at Josh.

“You like this.” he states. Again I notice the way he just says things as he observes them about me.

“I do.”

“But you’re not sure about the Doms and subs?”

“It’s just different. Is that… what we’ll be doing?” I look over at the bed and imagine myself tied up. Tied up and at his mercy to do what he wants to me.

I should be scared or nervous, but… somehow I’m not.

I’m guessing I’m on the right track when my eyes flick back up to meet his and something dark and reckless flashes in the iris’ of his eyes.

“Maybe… do you want to?”

I look at him and stare deeply at him. I think it’s safe to say that he knows I’ll have a hard time telling him no. I can’t remember ever saying the word in the time we’ve known each other.

At the same time, we haven’t done anything yet that I haven’t wanted to do. Everything we’ve been doing so far is stuff that has been pleasure for me and him.

As I continue to gaze at him I realize too that it’s him. I’ve wanted to do all we’ve done because it’s him. It’s been with him and the thrill has kept me coming back for more, wanting more, as crazy as it might be.

He told me I was his fantasy. I never realized that he was mine too.

So why would anything else with him be anything other than pleasurable?

“Maybe…” I answer.

He pulls out my coin from his back pocket and holds it out to me.

“You’re giving it back to me?” I ask, feeling my heart squeeze. Did I say the wrong thing?

“No, not the way you think. Tonight I want to do things a little different. Do things to your body that we haven’t done yet. Darker things… darker things I want to do to you.” His voice drops deeper and my nerves scatter at the thought of darker things being done to me.