-Chapter 8-

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I try to calm my nerves as I watch the passing streets go by. My heart feels like it's going to beat out of my chest and my hands feel clammy as hell. It feels weird wearing a simple long sleeved shirt and jeans to the club, it's quite an understatement to my outfit I wore Sunday. But I thought it'd be best to dress casual since it'll be more like a munch meetup than a play party. I wonder what she'll be wearing....FOCUS Aiden! I snap out of my daydream when I feel us maneuver into a parking space.

"You ready?" Leo asked, seeing me restlessly fidgeting in my seat. I gulped loudly.

"Y-yeah, as ready as I'll ever be" I say. We exited the car and walked up to the front doors. It had only been a couple days since I was last here, but it looks so different during the day. The sign lights aren't on, there isn't people waiting outside to get in, and one could mistake it for any old building downtown. We enter through the doors and the lights of the lobby are bright, not the dimly lit atmosphere I'm familiar with. It's strange to see no one huddling around the bar, and the display walls of toys empty, probably put away for safe keeping. There's older gentleman at the desk instead of the perky ponytail girl from before. He seemed relaxed and unbothered, just writing down in what seems to be a accounting book. We approach him slowly, Leo softly clears his throat to get his attention. He diverts his eyes to us and smiles.

"Ah my apologies! Are you two interested in renting a playspace, or are you interested in possibly taking one of our many classes here?" He asks, mistaking us as a couple.

"No thank you, actually my friend is here to meet with a Mistress he met at last weekend's party" Leo explains. The man turns his attention towards me, raising an eyebrow.

"Mistress? I'm sorry but you seemed to be mistaken, vetting sessions aren't available during day hours to outsiders, and among our staff, we don't have any available Dominants here to-"

"He's with me, Dominic" a female voice cuts him off. I take a sharp breath in. It's her.
Everyone turns their eyes towards the source to the voice. She's wearing a black fitted pantsuit and a white blouse with a deep plunging neckline. Her hair is in a neat ponytail with front framing pieces. My eyes travel down to her shoes, the same pair of stilettos she was wearing when we first met. God kill me now.

"Nicolette? Well, isn't this new." Dominic says, seeming amused. She walks over to me and places a hand my shoulder, getting close to my ear.

"Ignore him" she whispers, pulling back with a soft smile. I melt, wanting to become a puddle in her hands. But I quickly compose myself. She notices Leo behind me.

"And who might you be?" She questions. She has this stone-cold expression on towards him. What's that about?

"I'm Da Vinci, I'm his friend's Dom and thought I'd tag along to make sure he doesn't get himself into any trouble, I hope you don't mind?" Leo responses, clearly feeling his dominance being threatened by her. She smirks at him, holding a hand out for Leo to shake.

"Oh I don't mind at all, it's wise to bring a friend along when meeting someone. But I will ask you to wait in the lobby as a I talk with him, I hope you don't mind" She says, using his own words against him. Leo seems a little taken aback, people rarely try to overpower him, especially since she seems younger than him. He shakes her hand firmly, not wanting to back down.

"That's fine. Just don't take too long, we have other place to be after this." Leo seems out of his element, he's trying to intimidate her but she seems unfazed. She gets this evil look in her eye.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of your friend here~" She releases his hand and brings her attention to me. "Shall we?"

"Y-yes!" I stutter out, following her out the lobby. We walk for a bit before she breaks the silence.

"I apologize for my behavior, your friend seems to enjoy when he gets his way and I don't take kindly to being threaten as such, especially when he's not your Dom." She explains. Aaah THAT'S why she was acting cold towards him!

"O-oh it's alright, He can be a bit stubborn and my friend is overprotective of me." I say. I try to catch up to her, but I make sure I'm at least one step behind. I guess it's the submissive in me taking action.

"It's understandable, this is your first time doing this correct?" She smiles at my behavior.

"T-that's right." I confirm, blushing slightly.

"Bring a experienced Dom friend you're comfortable with is a good practice to be in habit of when meeting new people, you're very clever" She praises me. Come on God! Hit me! I'm still waiting! Any moment now! I become a blushing stuttering mess around her and nearly trip over my own feet. She chuckles at my misery.

"We'll talk here, come in" she opens the door to a peaceful room, full of comfortable places to sit or lay down. There's soft chairs, couches, the biggest bed I've ever seen, and multiple pillows and blankets stashed throughout the room. There's a small kitchenette off to the side with many cabinets. The whole room had this warm comforting atmosphere to it.

"What is this?" I asked, still taking it all in. I feel a sense of calm wash over me. I'm surprised that a room like this exists inside a Dungeon.

"This is our large aftercare room, this is mostly used by public parties when things get too intense in the main room. I rarely come in here since I have my own personal space but I thought this would be a good place for us to talk so you felt more at ease." She says, taking a seat. I'm touched by her consideration of my feelings. She did this for me? I sit down on one of the chairs.

"Oh my god! This feels like heaven~" I groaned melting into the fabric, feeling like I've sat on a cloud! Realizing I probably sounded obscene, I snapped my head up, blushing wildly, to see her trying to hold back her laughter.

"You're adorable." she giggles at my embarrassment once more...GOD! I DONT ASK FOR MUCH, BUT PLEASE END MY SUFFERING! I try to hide my face in my hands.

"If you're done having an existential crisis over there, I would like to talk about the topic at hand?" She expressed. Right! the reason I'm here in the first person place!

"S-sorry, you wanted to see me again?" I asked, flustered.

"Yes, you see I'm actually one of the top Dominatrix here at 'Eve's Garden', and I alone make up about 65% of the requests we get on a monthly basis. But, I usually only take on about 10% as informal play partners and it's always at a price. I do have a business to run, but I can afford to be picky with who I play with since I'm always in high demand. I have CEOs, Presidents of large corporations, and even celebrities, who are dying to kneel at my feet. But you...a man who one night stumbled into my room without permission...has peaked my interest." She looks me dead in the eyes... What?

"W-w-what? What do you-" she cuts me off.

"I have a offer: let me train you... to be my personal submissive."

Dear lord, what am I getting myself into?

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