If You Were Ours

Chapter Fifty Seven - Dane

Dane ~

Tyson and I were dressed and ready by the time Kinsley got home, earning a quizzical look and an arched brow as she came through the door.

"What are you two so dressed up for?" She scoffed, eyeing us up and down.

"We wanted to take you out tonight, maybe earn back some of that trust we've been talking about." I said as she started to unpack food containers from a to-go sack on the counter.

"Out where?" She asked over her shoulder.

"A club." I answered with a grin.

"Dancing? Really?" She sassed.

"A BDSM club." Tyson corrected in a deep voice that caused her movements to stall.

Kinsley was deep in thought frozen in place, but she didn't immediately dismiss or reject the idea and she looked intrigued.

"We know that we're not in the same place we were before, and we want to try to rebuild that. We thought if we took you to the club we could learn about you all over again and work on rebuilding your trust in us."

"We can just go look if you want. We don't have to participate." Tyson added, making her feel like she was still in control.

Kinsley chewed at her bottom lip for a second or two without saying a word.

"But I don't have anything to wear." She said sweetly, giving us a smile over her shoulder.

There she is. There's our girl.

"Already taken care of gorgeous. Called a local boutique to send over a rack of dresses and lingerie. It's in your closet. Pick out whatever you want."

The drop of Kinsley's jaw was adorable and she quickly rushed over to Tyson and I, planting a kiss on my cheek, then his before disappearing into the bedroom with an excited smile.

"That went better than I expected." Tyson mumbled.

"I'm just interested to see how she's going to react. Red Door is way more intense than Sapphire and most of the shit she is going to see will be brand new to her." I said, hoping that it wasn't going to be too much for her.

"I think that's a good thing though. A neutral site. Not our place, not her place - somewhere new...somewhere that is out of her element where she'll have to trust us." Tyson was right and I couldn't wait to see her reaction.

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We walked up to Red Door with Kinsley between us in the most mouthwatering dress I'd ever seen her in. It covered her, but the elaborate lingerie she'd selected peeked out, putting itself on display for us and I could barely contain myself.

The lights were low and there was a red glow to the front room as we entered and approached the hostess.

"Mr. Flores is a frequent VIP guest here and has requested the elite package for you tonight. You will have complete access to the club, including the stages, private viewing areas, side cages, and private rooms. These wristbands will grant you access to the club in its entirety and if you press the button on the side, they will glow red and summon one of our many attendants who will be happy to assist you. Have you brought your signed waivers and contracts?"

Tyson pulled his phone from his pocket and turned it to face the hostess, displaying the three signatures on every line of the waiver and contract.

Kinsley's eyes were as big as saucers as we went through the legalities of club membership. She scanned the room and everyone who was entering, realizing quickly that this was going to be much different than anything she'd ever experienced.