Emeralds & Lace (Moved)

Chapter 2

Owen's POV

"I'm heading out!" I exclaim into my roommates' general direction of the house.

"Sounds good, come back by midnight or don't come at all! I'll be over at Clair's and if you can't find your keys then that's your problem!" She yells back.

With a chuckle, I respond with an 'Ok' and make my way towards the Uber waiting in front of the three-bedroom house we rent together.

Can't drunk drive if I don't drive my car.

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Arriving at the beautiful foyer of the newly opened BellaDonna, I recall the article I read online.

"The BellaDonna Club not only offers exquisite food and atmosphere, it's also rumored to house an exclusive, infamously-run BDSM club only available on weekly-changing days, with new entrances all around the club. Unfortunately I did not have the pleasure of speaking with the club owner, who is still a mystery to the public, but while I visited I was able to enjoy the surface level pleasures offered by the groundbreaking club."

Well. Let's hope they weren't playing up the story.

Im lucky enough to have been blessed with Ella as my roommate. She's always had an affinity for being in-the-know about spots like these. Seeing as this place opened barely a month ago, the rumors must be true. There's a line going outside of the foyer, almost touching the next block over.

Like I said, I'm lucky to have Kennadey as my roommate, because she is the reason why I get to skip this awful line, and get into this supposed 'Exclusive BDSM Club'.

I walk towards the bouncer at the doors leading into the actual club. Looking up at the tall woman dressed in black, I repeat the words Ella said to me.

"She likes her poison sweet, her fire, gold; and her men on their knees."

The bouncers' eyes widened slightly and nodded her head, leaning to push open the door for me.

Well. This sure is nicer than what I was expecting.

Fixing my ruffled hair and shirt, Goddamned wind, I head over to the bar. On my way over, I notice a woman in a green silk dress by some lounge chairs. She stood up, whispered something to the man across from her, then threw her head back and downed her drink, walking over to the bar. I couldn't help the blush creeping onto my face.

She's.....Wow. She's really pretty.

Shaking my head slightly, I turn my attention to the bartender who was walking up to me. They ask me what I want to drink, but instead I offer them the repeated words I had previously said to the bouncer.

Wow I really have no shame huh.

For me, I don't have time to worry about shame, I mostly want to see if this 'Exclusive Club' really does exist. And by the bouncers'-now the bartenders- reaction, it must. It was really a hit-or-miss for me. Either it doesn't exist and I stay for awhile. Drink, dance, whatever; Or, it does and I get what I've been longing for, for a long time.

The bartender- their tag read Elise in black lettering with 'They/Them'' written under it in small print- ushered me out of me seat and behind the bar, lifted up a small mat, then a wooden hatch, revealing a staircase down. I nod a thanks towards them, but just as I'm about to descend the stairs, they grab my wrist.

"If your looking for a submissive, I-" they stutter, looking down at their feet. "I-Id like to offer myself..." They trail off, seemingly nervous about the offer they just made.

"Oh! Uhm, im- im not actually a dom..." I trail off as well, reaching a hand up to scratch behind my head.

Their eyes shoot up to mine, as big as saucers. "Oh! Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry!" They rescind their offer, hands waving in front of them.

"No worries then! When you get to the entry desk, ask for Mistress Thane" They finish with a wink. I thank them once again, and continue my decent down the stairs as they close the hatch above my head.

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Entering the pink lit-up lobby, I sweep my gaze over everything in my sight. Whips, ropes, and tools of all kinds rested in displays around the room along with a few doors and a hallway with, presumably, more doors. It felt surreal, almost like this wasn't happening. I couldn't believe I'd finally found a place for me to-

"Hello! Did Elise let you down or did you stumble here yourself sugar?"

I turn around, seeing another beautiful woman, the woman who had questioned me, sitting behind a beautiful black roundabout desk with intricate details highlighted in red.

I must've died and went to kink heaven.

Her skin was beautiful, dark, but the dress she wore made me weak in the knees. I continued to stare at her with puppy-dog eyes, forgetting she ever asked me a question.

She chuckled. "Baby, I know I'm stunnin' but I need to know how you got here." She smiled, her accent slipping through.

Answer dumb-fuck you look stupid.

"O-oh! Uh, Elise let me down. She told me to ask for a 'Mistress Thane'..." I responded, glancing back at the stairs I came down, a bright blush flooding my face.

"Wonderful, at least you wont be too much of a problem tonight, hm? Here, I need you to fill these out for me." She handed me some papers and gestured towards a small seating area with comfy looking chairs identical to the ones upstairs.

Sitting down on the black loveseat, Fitting, I glanced at the papers.

"We have many Dommes' and Dominatrix's working with us, majority being Dominatrix's, so filling out those papers will help us match you with someone most compatible. Kinda like a dating site but extra fun!" The desk lady answered the question I had barely yet thought.

Finally finishing filling out the papers, I stood back up and handed them to Desk Lady.

"Awesome! Let me look over these quickly, and I'll see what I can do for you!"

"T-thank you ma'am" I say, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh absolutely none of this 'Ma'am' business! You can call me Sam. I feel as though we're going to be seeing a lot of you." She sent me another wink  and I stumbled my way back over to the love seats. I take out my phone to pass the time.

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"Owen, dear! We're ready for you!" Sam called out.

Checking the time, it's just barely 8:30. I head over to the desk to see what Sam has for me.

"So, the only Dom on site right now is a favorite, conveniently, and I've cleared it with her to have an interview if your interested. If not, I can show you profiles of other compatible Doms' and we can schedule an interview with them." She continues talking while typing away on her keyboard.

"I would highly recommend meeting her. She's normally extremely busy with other clients. But, the first meetings are always interviews to discuss likes, dislikes, kinks, fetishes, and whatnot, so if you end up not liking her, theres no hard feelings, no expectations, nothin'. We'll just get you a new one." She finishes with a smile.

Wow. Ok. This is really happening.

"You said she was a favorite? Well, Sounds good to me."

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~1295 Words~

Well. Hope y'all enjoyed, if theres any corrections that need to be made, please lmk.

Not that any of you were wondering, but I was listening to My Boy by Billie Eilish.

If you, yk, wanna add ✨ambiance✨

Anyways.

Thanks so much, XOXO