"Good evening Mistress Mariah."
A faint light came on. Two burly men stood in front of them dressed in a black Armani suits. They bowed. One had magnificent dark skin and a Mohawk. The other stepped behind them so quick that she didn't get a chance to get a good look at him. He took their coats and disappeared.
Mariah looked amazing in her short black strapless leather dress. Her long hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that ran over her shoulder. Her leather boots came all the way up her leg over her knee stopping mid-thigh. She looked every bit the part of a dominatrix.
"Good evening David. This is my good friend Aaliyah. She will be my guest tonight."
"Greetings." He bowed again. "How may I address you ma'am?"
"Umm..."
"This is her first time here. She is very new to all of this." Mariah titled her head to the right and looked at her. "I'm not really sure what she is. Maybe by the end of the night we will have found out."
"Welcome to the Playground." He stood and looked into Aaliyah's eyes. "If you need my services please," he took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Let me know."
The other man opened another door that Aaliyah hadn't even paid any attention to. Mariah walked through and she followed. On the other side of the door was a whole new and very different world. No matter how much it appeared to be just like every other nightclub this place was everything but. The naked people and the ones dressed in elaborate customs said it wasn't.
From where Aaliyah stood, to her right was a large dance floor. The left was a sitting section with tables and chairs. There was a large crowd around a bar in the middle of the copious room. That was one of three.
Aaliyah didn't know what to accept. This was way more people that she imagined. It looked as if the whole city was there. For a few moments, she stood there taking it all in. There were all race of people. Everything from Caucasian to Asian and everything in between. Some people danced or tried to dance. Others drank or found a seat in a dark booth by the dance floor.
"So what do you think?"
"So far, so good."
"You haven't seen anything yet." Mariah took a sip of her drink. "Since you are new let me give you the rundown. First and foremost relax." She smiled. "Enjoy yourself. Don't be afraid to try new things. If someone comes up to you and you're not interested then just let them know and they'll move on. If you see someone you're interested in let me know and I'll see if they are available."
Aaliyah nodded her head as her eyes shifted from one interesting thing to the next. What she couldn't get over was how attractive the majority of the men were. Most of them looked like they just stepped out of a GQ fashion shoot. The others looked as if they had just finished their workout at the gym. More than once she had to wipe the drool away from her mouth. More than a handful had equipment so big that there would be no way she would ever let something that monstrous inside of her.
"Let's get another drink and I'll show you around."
The two women got their drinks and Mariah started their journey. As they started down the hallway Aaliyah noticed a set of stairs leading up to the second level and then another set that went down to what could be a basement.
"Where do those go?" She pointed to the steps leading up.
"You'll find out later." Mariah smiled. "This is The Candy Shop."
The stopped in a large room off the main hall. The topless woman standing behind the counter caught Aaliyah's attention as soon as they walked in.
"What is she wearing?" Aaliyah whispered in Mariah's ear.
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The Submissive
RomanceBestselling Authoress Aaliyha Taylor has become consumed by a world she never knew existed. As she researches the world of Doms, Dommes, slaves, submissive, Masters and Mistress, for her latest novel, she falls further down the rabbit hole. Strange...