The Red Market (mxmxm)

- Ch. 12 -

I watch as the two of them sit down in the far right-side booth, a straight diagonal eye shot from me. I shake my head at the predictability before twirling the stool to face the bar. Cherise throws me a little wave before tending to a customer who just sat down.

I scan the club to kill some time as I wait. The entire dance floor is crowded with people mostly jumping and grinding on each other, there are some groups on the couches in the main area, a small group forming around one of the stages as a couple step on and start preparing.

The dom reaches into her back pocket, pulling a long black strap of fabric and ties it around her sub's eyes. I watch on, unable to bring my attention anywhere else, as she strips her sub of their clothes. By the time the dom leaves the stage and comes back holding a bag of equipment, the crowd has doubled, at least. The dom expertly ties her sub's arms behind them and straps a spreading bar to their ankles before bringing out something red. I don't recognize it at first, but realize right as she clicks a lighter and burns a wick. The dom walks around her sub holding the candle close to them, letting them feel the heat. I notice them shift slightly in anticipation right before a drop of wax hits their shoulder.

I'm immediately brought back to the world as a quick but effective vibration erupts in my ass. I accidently let out a noise between a squeak and moan before slapping my hand against my mouth, a couple people around me look in my direction. My entire body goes red hot as I look towards where Master and Sir are seated in the lounge. I immediately lock eyes with Master as he waves me over.

I scramble up from the stool and quickly make my way over to their table, trying my hardest to blend into the background, but there's not nearly as many people standing around here for me to hide behind. I make it to their table and nervously pull at the hem of the skirt as I feel more than just Master's and Sir's eyes staring at me.

Master curls a finger through the ring on my collar and pulls me close to his face. I stumble slightly as I'm forced to bend down, my hands reaching out the brace my almost-fall, landing on the back of the booth and Master's shoulder.

"Were you enjoying a little show kitten?" Master asks, his tone just above regular speaking level for me to hear him loud and clear over the distant music. I blush harder and swallow a lump I didn't even notice had formed. Master palms my dick through the skirt lightly, causing me to suck in a strangled breath and tighten my grip on his shoulder.

I nod silently to his question, biting my bottom lip slightly. Master smiles, his hand trailing around towards my ass, before cupping it, making me realize that the skirt is no longer covering my ass, completely exposing myself. My heart drops into my stomach and my hands immediately try to pull the skirt to cover myself.

Master tugs at my collar again causing me to stumble into his lap, my hands letting go of the dress and bracing against Master's chest. He lets out a low chuckle that I barely hear before letting go of both my ass and the collar.

"That's all for now kitten," He tells me, folding his hands together on the table. I adjust my skirt as I stand up and walk back to the bar, my hands firmly holding down the fabric of the skirt to cover my ass, making sure not to look around to keep from accidently making eye contact with anyone.

I slide back onto the stool, folding my arms on the bar, letting my head slump down onto them to help myself recoup. I feel someone stand in front of me. I look up from my arms to see Cherise looking down at me smiling in pity. "Having fun?" She asks leaning towards me.

"So much!" I deadpan sarcastically and she chuckles.

"You want some water?" She asks and I nod. She reaches behind the counter before pulling out a water bottle, twisting the cap in front of me, breaking the seal before twisting it back closed and placing it in front of me. I grab the bottle, condensation already forming on it as I twist off the cap and take a couple sips.

Surprisingly, I don't get hit on while sitting at the bar. I notice a couple of stares but no one actually approaches me. Considering how it could be, its not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. There's far too many people near the bar to truly notice people staring, besides, most peoples' attention seems to be geared towards either an occupied stage or each other on the dance floor.

As I manage to get over the embarrassment of exposing myself, and finish my water bottle, a sudden vibration makes me jump, almost choking on the last sip. I quickly swallow, leave my empty bottle on the bar and make my way to the table.

Unlike last time, Master doesn't watch me walk towards them, but rather seems to be in a conversation with someone. Blush crawls up my neck and face as I remember that Master and Sir are meeting with business partners. I try to pull dress longer and fold my arms in front of me, tugging at the hem to try to cover myself the best I can.

I try to ignore the other men sitting at the table. Both looking in their mid to late fifties. The man closest to me licks his lips as he looks me up and down, eventually settling his gaze on my ass. I notice the other man shift in his seat, a shift I know all too well, as he tries to hide a growing boner. I try my hardest to not gag or look disgusted in general, and bring my full attention to Master.

"Get us some drinks, will you kitten?" Master says and I nod, turning to walk away, desperately wanting to leave as soon as possible.

"How're you gonna get our drinks when you don't know our order?" Master calls out, my embarrassment growing. I silently turn back and keep my eyes downcast as everyone tells me their order. I'm dismissed by Master and quickly let out a "Thank you Master" before making my escape.

I make my way back to the bar and stand by the stool as Cherise comes towards me, gathering a pen and paper to write down the order. I recall the order, only stumbling on one drink, but I eventually remember it. I don't have to wait long before I'm handed a platter of drinks that was a lot heavier than it looked.

I slowly and carefully make my way to the table, my eyes locked on the drinks making sure not to spill them. I manage to make it to the table without a single misstep. I rest the edge of the platter on the table to steady it as I offload the drinks. I only manage to switch up the two old men's drinks, but apologize anyway.

"Very good, thank you kitten," Master says tapping my ass lightly. I try to ignore the swell in my chest as I bob my head and leave the table. About halfway back to the bar, a quick vibration is sent through me catching me off guard, making my stumble slightly. I manage to catch myself before falling and shoot a glare towards the table. Master is looking at his guests, but I catch a small smirk on his lips letting me know he most definitely saw me stumble.

As I take my seat at the bar I look around for the clock I saw earlier and read the time, 9:17 pm. I curse under my breath remembering that I have to keep this up for three more hours.

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A/n: Hey yall, I was thinking of composing a book of one-shot type things where its specifically punishments/other 18+ stuff from this book that doesn't quite fit into the story I have planned. I'm thinking more along the lines of extra minor punishments that include Eli being more bratty, and sort of explain what happened during the week Eli was recovering. It'd also include some shots of side characters we'll be seeing eventually (published after their introduction here obviously) so let me know what you think!

Stay safe <3

EF