Obedient Bitch

Chapter 14: Stigma

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The memories plagued him throughout the week. The attempt to ignore it failed more and more as the days passed, and he caught himself thinking of Vegas' touches and moans even at the most inopportune moments. The images just kept repeating themselves, one after another, in quick flashes, but with enough force to impact him for hours. And every time he saw Vegas, he thought about how much he wanted to repeat the day he gave himself freely to him, without restraint.

With that, the week passed torturously, but quickly, and the weekend arrived. He would finally go to meet the club. There were no instructions about what he should expect from the place. Vegas only assured him that everything would be fine as long as Pete stayed by his side, which the boy would follow to the letter. And with the lack of information, other than what the dominant felt was necessary, surprise was inevitable.

The place was huge.

It was not in a busy area, much less drew attention to itself. When Vegas parked next to the establishment, Pete was confused. There was nothing in that big house that resembled a club, much less a BDSM and Swing club. There wasn't even a sign that indicated that this was the right place, with the word Stigma highlighted to draw attention, as he had imagined. Sticking his head out the window, with the vehicle already stopped, Pete saw some lights shining on the inside, through small windows, but beyond that, nothing indicated that anything was going on inside.

"That's..." Pete searched for the right word. "Different."

Vegas laughed, removing his seat belt, being followed by the boy.

"It's a private club. Most of the people who are in there got in by referral. It's not easy to find Stigma, and the owner makes sure that's the case."

"Why?"

"Referrals by trusted people lessen the concern about possible troublemakers and fakers. It's a way of protecting those who belong to the house," Vegas explained, looking at the construction with obvious excitement. Pete was excited too, but nervousness made him hyperventilate. The man looked at him, and touched one of his thighs with his hand, stroking the spot with his thumb. "I will be by your side at all times. At no time will I leave you alone. But remember that this club allows any kind of sexual expression, so sex will be everywhere. If something is too much, let me know."

Pete swallowed dryly, and sighed deeply, nodding. Vegas' hand went to his chin, and he was soon pulled into a kiss. Soft, but possessive. When the elder pulled away, some of the nervousness had gone, giving way to desire. Vegas smiled sideways, touching the boy's lower lip.

"It's time to meet my world, sub. My second home," He whispered, and a rush of excitement ran up Pete's spine.

They got out of the car together, and Vegas held his hand the whole way to the entrance. They walked up a few steps, and passed by a woman smoking peacefully. When she saw the man next to Pete, her face lit up, and she greeted them with a wave of her hand. The front of the club was extremely traditional, made of concrete, with two thick columns keeping the outside reception area covered. Two large doors made of dark wood guarded the interior that had so aroused his curiosity. In the right corner, there was a man with red hair, and several tattoos along both arms that protruded from the plain black shirt he wore.

His gaze was quick to locate the couple, and as unfriendly as he looked, a small smile broke out on his thin lips. Pete squeezed Vegas' hand tighter, who looked completely confident as he headed toward the counter on which the man stood.

"Good evening. Identity and name of your respective puppies," He said in a serious manner.

Pete frowned, while Vegas laughed out loud, letting go of his hand and doing a handshake with the stranger. His rigid features blurred into something more subtle, and even cute, as he pulled Pete's dominant into a side hug, the kind where only their shoulders touched, and patted him on the back. Automatically the boy's tension reduced, and he cracked a little smile at the scene.