His Bambina

Chapter 19

We drive in a peaceful silence to our destination. Only when the place comes into view does he begin talking.
"I've been considering your idea about needing to expand. While Stephano is trying to figure out who is creeping in on our territory I'm taking your advice, and... well how you put it, 'making friends'."
I laugh at how formal he sounds while quoting my informal words.
"Tonight I'm meeting with a group who are thinking about letting us place a casino in their territory. We're discussing business tonight, but before they show up I thought I could show you around one of my prized accomplishments."
I smile, and glance out the window ecstatic to share this moment with him. But as he exits the car and opens the door, my heart stops. Surely it looks different in the daylight, but there's no mistaking I've been here before. Less than 24 hours ago to be precise.
"Welcome to one of my most successful clubs bambina."
Of fluffing course.
We walk through the night club and it doesn't take much effort to act like I'm amazed by the interior. Even though I have already been here, it still amazes me how beautifully decorated this place is.
The neon hue from the lights reflect off the bright flooring and white furniture. Lights glow from the furniture and they're designed to look like they're floating. Champagne bottles sit upon every table, and the seats are already full despite being early in the evening. The dance floor isn't as busy as last night, but the bar surely is. The glowing bar is set in a geometric theme, and I'm sad I didn't get the chance to admire the beauty of this place last night.
"It can get pretty hot in here so I won't keep you up here for long, what I really wanted to show you is upstairs."
My heart beats about a million miles a minute as he casually leads me upstairs. I've been up these stairs but only briefly, yet haven't been able to stop thinking about it since. And now I finally will be able to enter the mysterious room, with no one other than my dominant.
The red lights illuminate the room in front of me. This place is huge! Like when Emily brought me here, dominants are socializing while more or the submissives are leashed and either sitting on their doms' laps or at their feet.
The song is unfamiliar to me, but is surely sensual, and loud enough to where you can hardly hear the pleasurable whimpers escaping most people, but not too loud to where you can't hear each other speak.
"What do you think bambina?"
"This place is amazing Daddy."
He smiles a huge smile full of pride and relief, but my eyes get caught at a woman walking to her seat. She has two subs, one a male the other female. Both are incredibly gorgeous, despite the ball gags in their mouths and drool dripping down their chins.
"You want to play, hm?" Both her subs look at her with pleading, lustful eyes, I wonder how long she's teased them tonight to get them so riled up.
"Show your mistress how badly you want it."
Those were the only words her submissive needed before practically lunging for her. With the gags in their mouths, they used their hands to show their mistress just how much they wanted her.
Both straddled one of their mistress's thighs, their hands roaming every inch of her body. The smaller woman starts grinding against her mistress's thigh, desperate whimpers escaping past her gag.
The domme groans in approval, then her eyes catch mine. I'm too entranced in the scene to look away. The woman doesn't scold me like I'd expect most would when someone is watching something so intimate. No, instead she smirks, licking her ruby red lips.
Vincenzo leads me to the bar, finally breaking my trance. He begins talking about the history of this place and why he opened it. I listen to every word he speaks about what this club means to guests and to himself. I'm so in tune with every word he speaks I nearly jump out of my own skin as someone else begins speaking to me.
"Wow, back so soon! Good to see you again," Without the fog of alcohol distorting my focus, I can make out his short black hair and sweet smile more clearly. He looks at me as if greeting an old friend, not someone he had just met the night before.
The hand around my thigh tightens and Vincenzo raises an eyebrow, "Do you know each other?"
"Um, I'm not sure. Maybe he's mistaken me for someone else?" Luckily the nice boy has already been whisked away buy the busy bar, so I don't need to worry about him contradicting my lying mouth.
I absolutely hate lying, especially to Vincenzo. His eyes seem to rip open my mind, leaving me open like a book. Maybe I should just confess before I dig a hole I can't escape from? But as he hums and his eyes leave my nervous wreck of a body, I almost let myself feel relief. Maybe I can get away with a little bit of rebelling once in a while.
"My clients should be here soon," he grips my chin, once again capturing my full attention, "I'm sure you're already aware but these men should not be 100% trusted princessa. They are not allowed to speak to you, and if they dare try, do not respond. I've never brought a woman into a business meeting before, they'll know this and try to gauge your strengths."
More like try to pinpoint my weaknesses. I know how this world works. If someone were to speak to me without Vincenzo's intentions it'll be a sign of disrespect. I'm a woman and sadly in this world most of these men think that's a weakness.
"Vincenzo, eccoti! È bello vederti!"
Vincenzo and I stand, his hand instantly takes its place at the small of my back and his other slides casually into his pocket. I have to remind myself not to scoff at his "too good for you" bravado, certainly not a way to make friends.
The man doesn't seem to mind though, only gives Daddy a smile introducing himself. The wrinkles around his eyes and the grey hairs that seem to outnumber the black ones tell me this man must be my father's age or older. Despite that his physique is slim but not as fit as Vincenzo.
The woman at his side, however, is perfect in all aspects of the word. Her olive skin was untouched by any imperfections. Her long black hair was pulled into an updo, and her simple black dress was made for her body. Tight enough to show off her slim features and long legs, but loose enough to get you to grow curious of what was underneath. Every man and woman in this establishment had their eyes on her as if it was a force they could not resist.
"This is my daughter, Veronica. She's my right hand man and my most prized possession." She sticks her hand out for Vincenzo to kiss. He arches his brow, and his jaw ticks, something you wouldn't have been able to see unless you were as close as I was. Despite this he takes a step away from me, towards her, before lightly brushing his lips to her hand.
"Let's take a seat shall we?" His movements are swift and he returns to my side and leads us down to a more secluded spot of the club.
We all take a seat, then a server follows us, taking each of our orders. Vincenzo leans down to my ear, "You can order one drink, Bambina. So make sure it's a good one."
Excitement of him letting loose on a little rule has me thriving so I order my usual go to. Vincenzo smirks, watching me as if he's making a mental note of my order, "Cranberry margarita?"
My smile widens, "It's only my favorite."
He chuckles then turns his attention back to his guests, completely stone faced. Oh mon dieu, someone needs to teach this sexy man how to be friendly.

Veronica ^^