Master turned Soft

(7)

Kendall's pov-

I sighed and stressed over the bills piling up. It had been nearly a month since Hayden had disappeared. And I secretly hoped he would return.

Julian didn't come around as often as before, but still texted to check up on me.

My phone chimed and I tore my eyes away from the large number in bold print on the paper.

From Polly
    Wanna go out tonight? To The Little Dipper

The Little Dipper is a bdsm club. One Hayden frequented quite often.

To Polly
     Sure. What time?

From Polly
     8. We will pick u up xoxo

To Polly
    Okay. Xoxo xoxo

I looked at Hayden's number- tempted to press it to see if he would answer but decided against it. Instead I pressed Julians.

"Hoff" he answered, sounding annoyed

"Hey. Sorry bad time?"

"Oh, hey Kendall. I didn't look at the caller ID before answering. Never a bad time."

"How's work" I asked softly.

"Stressful. I work with a bunch of fucking idiots. Half of them don't know how to do their job and when they do, it's slower than molasses." He complained. "How's your day?"

"Seems a hellofa lot better than yours." I laughed, "but honestly not great. Got mail today."

"I told you not to worry about the bills"

"And I told you I don't take handouts."

"You're very stubborn."

"Hey, a few friends and I are going out tonight. Wanna join?" I asked hopefully so I wouldn't 3rd wheel.

"I'm actually going out myself tonight or I would."

"Oh okay. Gotcha. Well I'll let you get back to work"

"Be safe tonight. Call if you need anything. Maybe don't get too drunk."

"Eh. Kinda in the mood to get absolutely wasted." I chuckled.

"Well then call me for a ride home. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye" I hung up and sighed.
**

"Hey darling" Polly hugged me. "Cute fit"

It just consisted of dark jeans and a red top with mesh along the sides. She however wore a short purple dress that showed off her perfect body.

"Not as cute as yours" I smiled and hugged her back before we both got in the car. "Hey Phil"

"Kendall" he greeted.

The club seemed packed today.

"Plenty of options" Polly nudged me.

"Ew" I laughed.

"Right right. None of them are Mr. Rich." She teased and hooked her arm with mine as we walked in after giving our IDs to the bouncer and got our colored wrist bands.

Pink- ddlg
Blue- dom/sub
Green- rope bunny
Purple- pet
Black- taken
White- single

Polly and Phil had on blue, pink, and black. I had on pink blue and white. However I had never been in a dom/sub dynamic other than ddlg. I just went out on a limb.

"Julian and I are just friends."

"Right right. So when ya gonna let him teach you the ropes outside of DDLG?" She winked. "You've always been interested. And now you have a perfect teacher."

"Polly." I looked at her, "no"

"Fine fine. Come on. Drinks!" She smiled and pulled me to the bar. "Three vodka shots."

"I thought Phil doesn't drink?" I asked confused.

"Oh he doesn't. Two are for you. Some liquid courage." She winked and handed me two shot glasses. "Bottoms up bitch"

The clear liquid burned going down, but it was a good burn.

"More?" She asked. Phil bent down and whispered something in her ear and she nodded. "More?" She asked again.

We downed more shots. The burning sensation slowly fading, making it easier to swallow.

"Let's dance" Polly dragged us both to the floor. Her hips grinding with Phil's while I just kinda swayed awkwardly.

Until hands found my waist. Polly winked at me and I looked behind me. A tall Blonde smiled down at me.
"I'm Trent." He leaned down to say in my ear.

"Kendall" I replied back politely. I let him dance with me. Swaying to the music. He bought be a few drinks and continued to dance.

His hands gripped my waist and his hips followed mine in rhythm.

"Why don't we get out of here" he said in my ear. Going home with a stranger drunk didn't sound like the best option.

"I'm with my friends" I said back finding an excuse.

"They won't notice." He said grabbing my arm and tugging me along with him.

"No. I'm just here to dance." I tried to retract my arm but his grip tightened.

"You can't just tease me all night and make me buy you drinks and not give something in return"

He drug me into the bathroom and I stumbled as he pushed me in and locked the door behind him.

"Stop" I shook my head.

"You ow-"

A loud bang interrupted his sentence.

"Busy in here!" He yelled. The banging didn't stop so he groaned and opened the door. Julian and two other large dudes stood in the other side. "Busy-"

Julian sent a punch his way and looked at me.

"Take me home" I pleaded.

"Come on" he grabbed my hand and dragged me behind him towards the front door. I struggled to keep up due to shaking and being slightly intoxicated. "Kendall come- Jesus Christ"

He picked me up and walked us the rest of the way. He was mad. Angry. Guilt washed over me. I was burdening him again.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled out as he placed me in his car. He slammed the door and I jumped. The tears that were threatening the spill, finally leaked out. He was angry with me.

No wonder Hayden left. I was clearly a burden.

He got in and drove quickly in the direction of his house.

"I can go home-"

"It's not up for discussion Kendall. You're staying at mine" he cut my sentence and the conversation short. Which made more tears spill out.

I didn't mean to fuck up.