-Harry's P.O.V-
I was awoken by banging on my flat door. I groaned, but walked to see who it was through the peep hole nonetheless. When I saw it was only Louis, I opened the door. He was grinning widely and looked like he had news for me.
"What is it now? Did you pee out your window and someone was under it?" I asked and closed the door again. Louis rolled is eyes and sat down.
"Yes, but that's no why I'm here," he said cheekily. I grabbed an ice coffee from the fridge and began sipping on it. It tasted like shit, so I spit it back out in the sink and threw it away. I then began making proper coffee because I need some and Starbucks is too expensive for me to just drop by.
"Then what is it?" I leaned my bum on the counted and looked at him expectantly.
"I met this guy last night and he was pretty sketchy, right. And then he told me about this amazing place I should try to visit..." he tralied off and then held a paper note between his fingers.
"We can't go to some strip bar, we don't have money, Lou." I rolled my eyes, but he shook his head. I made two cups and handed him one, which he gladly took. "Besides, you said he was sketchy, he might be tricking you."
"No, he had these two girls under each of his arms and let me tell you, they. Where. Hot. Like major boob and ass material." He squeezed the air, making my chuckle.
"That doesn't help with the money," I pointed up, but he smirked now.
"Well, the man, Zayn, said it's a BDSM club. We can enter free if we meet him there...." My eyes widened now.
"BDSM? Are you crazy!? I can't be a dom like them," I said, shaking my head. Louis bit his lip a bit. "Neither can you." I know for a fact that the two of us can't be dominants. We can be the leaders in bed, but not with the sex toys and spanking and stuff.
"I know, but they can..." he said suggestively.
"You want us to go as submissives?" I gaped at him.
"Come on, it's free if you go as a sub. Besides, we'll only be looking now. Checking out the lifestyle. They won't touch unless you let them," he said and I sighed. "I'm going either way. A girl in control is a hot girl." He shrugged carelessly.
"I can't believe I'm about to do this with you." He cheered and bumped my fist.
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"Pretty boy, you brought company." A black haired man smirked and did this typical manly handshake with Lou. I did the same and he smirked. "Are you looking or joining?"
"Looking," I answered quickly. He nodded and looked at us for a bit.
"Subs?" He raised his eyebrow, holding out two bracelets. We took them, while his smirk just got more wicked. "Follow me." He began walking, so we just followed.
The first thing I noticed when I came in was how the girls and men dressed, also how some men shamelessly just pulled their pants down and made girls suck them or something like that. This is all very bold. No one is hiding.
"You're immune now. Doms will probably come to you, just show them your bracelets and they won't demand you to do anything, unless you want to. Both men and women will come, just to give you a warning. Don't be smart mouths here, people can be pretty rough in the corners. Around the corner, there is a show. Dominants gets to bring a submissive up on stage in front of everyone and do as they please. If you are new and wanna join the lifestyle, I would recommend you seeing that. It will give you some pretty good ideas of what you're getting into," Zayn explained and told us random stuff.
I cringed when a girl walked past and he just slapped her ass. She didn't seem to mind at all.
"Okay, come on, Haz. I wanna see the show." Louis wiggled his eyebrows and we strolled over there. We got inside and there was one big stage with a girl and a boy on it. The male was definitely the submissive.
"Come on, you whore! Show me how much of a slut you are!" the girl demanded.
"I'm a filthy slut. I'm so naughty, mistress," the boy said, panting nearly. I walked slower with Louis. We looked at the scene wide-eyed.
The man was bent forward, his legs spread, but his hands were cuffed up in what looked like a rather painful position.
"Prove it. Lick me." She walked in front of his face and moved her panties aside.
"Yes, mistress." And with that he licked her. She tugged his hair hard and pressed him closer, suffocating him from my point of view.
Worst part of this all was that my pants were tighter. I was getting aroused by watching this.
"Louis, what the fuck are you getting us into?" I looked over at my mate and his bulge was standing out as well. His eyes were a bit dazed and he shrugged.
"I don't know, but I really wanna be that man," he admitted and looked back to where he was getting whipped now. Instead of screaming, he was moaning in pleasure. He liked the pain and my skin tickled at the thought of a girl doing that to me.
Sweet Jesus, what the fuck is happening to me?
