The Red Market (mxmxm)

- Ch. 23 -

The three of us silently piled into the car and drove off. I sit in the back seat glancing between the two to try to glean anything from them but their poker faces  are too strong. I decide to give up on figuring out their plans and just look out the window as we head into the city.

We pull into a back parking lot that I don't recognize and my heart climbs in my throat. I hear my heart pounding as the engine is cut off and Master and Sir get out of the car. I hesitate as Master opens my door to let me out of the car. I try to pull at the back of the shorts to get them to cover more but it just brings the waistline down further. Sir comes around beside me wrapping his arm around my waist and we walk towards a back door, Master a few paces ahead. As soon as we enter the look and feel of the place is somewhat familiar and it officially clicks when Master calls on the private elevator.

I manage to calm down a bit more knowing that we're at the club again but it doesn't last long as I remember that its Saturday and the place is probably packed. Master and Sir lead me down the hallway to the office and take off our jackets. I stand in the middle of the office in silence, staring at the floor. Master and Sir circle me like vultures before turning me around to face the wall of windows. I'm lead in front of the couch and look out on the packed club. People are practically on top of each other on the dance floor and every booth is filled,

"We're putting you to work tonight Kitten," Sir says and I whip my head towards him.

"Since you wanted to give a show, we'll give you an audience," Master says behind me, grabbing my hips and pushing me into him. The tail pushes in further and I gasp at the sensation, grabbing onto Master's arms.

I don't bother to complain or negotiate, knowing that it would just make it worse. Sir leads me out, Master following close behind us, grabbing something from his desk. As we stand in the elevator Master unclips the chain leash, replacing it with a gold tag. I'm able to make out the club's logo before the elevator doors open to the main floor. We quietly make our way to the bar and through employee doors to the backroom. I'm sat on a table as Master goes back into the main club, presumably to grab someone. All I can focus on is the pounding of the music in perfect rhythm with my heartbeat.

Master comes back through the doors, Cherise following behind. "Enjoy your show kitten," Master says his voice cold as ice, sending shivers down my spine. Without another word Cherise and I are left alone in the break room.

"You fucked up didn't ya?" Cherise teased with a smile on her face.

"Shut up," I say, half joking.

"Anyway, you'll be working the deck, take peoples orders from the booths and try not to get caught up in the crowd. Kinda similar to what you've already done, just you have more people. Questions?"

"So I'm a waiter?"

"Yeah, but I'm sure the bosses have some... plans for you," She says a small smirk forming.

I take a deep breath and nod, standing up from the table. Cherise claps me on my shoulder before turning around and grabbing something from the counter of the kitchenette. She hands me a black notepad and pen before escorting me out to the main room. I scan the room as best as I could, no sign of Master or Sir anywhere. I don't let my guard down as I'm more than positive they have eyes on me somehow. I get a small pat on the back before Cherise goes back to her post, this time with another bartender I've never seen before.

I take one more deep breath before I worm my way through the crowds of people towards the booths surrounding the dance floor. I try not to notice the many ass grabs and smacks I get from strangers, trying to just focus on my job so hopefully Master and Sir get too bored and let me leave. I finally manage to get to the first booth and take their orders.

I manage to get two tickets in, one booth already having ordered, before anything happens. As I grab the first order of drinks for booth one, I get an unexpected vibration from the tail. I stumble slightly, but thankfully not enough to spill anything. I manage to make my way to the booth, all drinks in tact, all the while short and annoying bursts of vibration erupt from the tail. As soon as I get all the drinks to the table and leave, the short bursts turn into agonizingly long and random vibrations.

My legs feel like jello by the time I get to the bar, and I want to yank the tail right out. I'm handed another round of drinks for booth three as the vibrations stop. I manage to compose myself more than before and walk the drinks through the crowd. As nice as it is with the vibrations gone, I can't help but notice the extra tightness of my already small shorts. By the time I reach the table my face is beet red but I prey that it's too dark to see or they'll think its from the heat. I beg that no one will notice the lovely tent being pitched between my legs but I doubt it's too obvious with the dim lighting.

I quickly hand out the drinks before being able to use the tray as a shield. As I walk with it in front of me, a strong vibration shoots through me, almost making my legs give way. I whip my head up towards the window of the office as I see Master staring down at me waving the remote in his hand. I huff and let one hand go off of the tray, no longer shielding my embarrassment.

I get in about ten more rounds of almost spilling the trays and people grabbing me, but as I make my way back to the bar for my next round of drinks I feel an unfamiliar arm snake around my waist and stop me. "Haven't seen you before, new hire?" A man speaks into my hear to hear him over the music. I twist my way out of his grasp and glare at him. "No, and I'm not interested!" I yell over the music and continue to the bar. I can feel him following me but I don't pay any attention to it as I see Sir standing around the bar. I instantly make a beeline for him, turning around to face the creep when I'm in reach of Sir. Sir immediately notices and wraps an arm around me as the creep stops. I play into it and turn in towards Sir's body, just to get it through this guy's thick skull. Without a single word he immediately backs off and retreats back into the crowded dance floor. "Did he hurt you?" Sir asks and I shake my head, taking a step back. As I turn to go get my next order, Sir grabs my tray and places it on the bar. "Its not as fun when we can barely find you," Sir says lowly in my ear, chills run down my spine as he grabs my wrist and leads me to the elevator.

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