Normani's POV
Ryan and I are walking up to Held Down, after getting out our Uber. Seeing the longest line, but Ryan being Ryan drags me with her to the front of the line. Where she whispers something to the bouncer, who automatically lets us in.
We walk in holding hands as it's dark so we don't loose each other. Making our way down the hall to the bright red light, entering into the main room. Lounge couches all around with the bar in the middle. Some were at the bar, some sitting on the couches talking and some dancing.
"Let's go to the classroom" Ryan says winking at me. Knowing I love the classroom, it's the best room to me.
The black chalkboard that has every whip, flogger, crop and paddle you can think of hooked all over it. With a large wooden "teachers" desk in the middle perfect to be laid across for a punishment. And not to mention the wooden spanking bench that binds your wrist and ankles. Ah I always wanted a Dom to spank me in that room and Ryan knows it. But in order to get to the classroom we have to walk through the Red Room, Ryan's favorite.
Everything is red. From the door, to the couches, to the floor to the lights. A Spanish flare, with gold rusted mirror edges that go from the floor up. Allowing you to see everything in every position you're in. With a large queen's throne at one end surrounded around red leather couches for everyone to see your humiliation. A hoist suspension with a spreader bar in the middle of the floor for all to see. And of course a wall full of rope, chains, nipple clamps, paddles, whips, ball gag and floggers.
Entering into the Red Room, it's packed with people. Everyone loves to see someone suspended in the air getting whipped. And that's what's happening right now. A man is suspended in the air counting every whip his mistress is giving him. Ryan stops midway towards the door, and I have to shake her so she can continue to walk.
"Come on Ryan, I wanna get to my classroom"
"Okay, okay. Ugh you're no fun"
An Hour Later
Watching as a girl in a school outfit gets spanked repeatedly by her Master on the wooden desk, for us all to see. Ryan screams my name from the door frame after she left to go back to the Red Room saying for us to go to the bar.
"We're gonna get so drunk!" Ryan semi yells at me while dragging me to the bar
"Four shots of Henny and that's just to start us off" she says to the bartender with a wink
"To Us" we cheer and take our shots back to back
Ugh, I say to myself as it burns my chest going down. But I quickly shake it off because I ain't no punk.
"Two more shots" Ryan tells the bartender
As we gulp those down too, I turn to watch everyone around us. Ryan says let's dance, pulling me to the dance floor. We danced, twerked like no one was around us. I look back at Ryan and see a short but not so short woman come up behind her whispering in her ear as she twerked. I side eye trying not to stare and seem like a perv as Ryan giggles and then winks at me. Knowing that's a good sign I chuckle to myself and begin to make my way back to the bar.
"A whiskey sour please" I tell the bartender
As I sip on my drink watching Ryan and her mystery Dom dance like they've known each other for years. Someone sits next to me.
"I know some Dom didn't let you out without your collar. Or atleast be in here by yourself" the mystery man says
"Nope I'm here on my own"
"An un claimed sub I see. How about I make you my sub" he says inching closer to me, making me push by chair back
"Wouldn't you like that doll face. I'm in need of a sub and you can be her. No..... you are what I'm looking for" he said but this time began to wrap his right hand around my neck
Struck with fear I don't move. Ty did the same thing. Choke me until I passed out. For either not making the food right, not making what he likes, or simply just breathing HIS air.
"Please, please leave me alone" I beg as tears begin to swell in my eyes. No matter how hard I try to push them down they just kept coming.
I look around hoping someone sees him, but everyone looks busy. Dancing, drinking, smooching it on, or going to one of the rooms.
"Yo I suggest you let her go. Or we gonna have problems"
I don't know who said it, but whoever it is is behind me. A deep voice that'll have you crawling on the ground as quick as he tells you to.
"Who the fuck are you? " Pervert says
"The man that's gonna fuck you up, if you don't remove your hands off her"
"Haha, and if I don-"
It all happened so fast. One minute I'm sitting in a chair, with a man's hand around my neck toying with my collar bone. And the next I'm in this tall ladies arms as she shields me from seeing my hero, my savior punch the day lights out of that perv. My face is buried in her breast, and I can't say I don't love it here. But I can't breathe.
As I try to escape her tight grip on me, and turn around to see the hard punches and yelling.
She bends down to my ear whispering "You better stop fighting me, or I'm going to give you something to cry about" Panties completely ruin.
I thought my hero's deep voice was it. But this woman's voice took the cake. So sweet yet so rough, soothing but firm. Like touching velvet or silk. Ugh if I could just have the courage to look up and see her face. But she beats me to it.
A long blinged out nail comes into my view bringing my chin up. And I look into the most beautiful face I've ever seen. Mocha sun kissed skin with brown eyes with lashes that flare out. Looking down a bit a cute nose that pokes out a bit. Then plump juicy lips that are glossy come into my view. And I just want to say..
"Kiss me"
"I would but we just met " she says giggling and showing her pearly white teeth
Oh shit, I said that out loud
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FanfictionMegan and Jorden have been married for 5 years, but they always wanted a baby girl of their own. Both being dominant wanting a girl for a submissive to share. So they go to a known BDSM club, and they run into Normani. Normani is a submissive that'...
