Life as a Submissive (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6 Revised

Kristie walked directly behind Logan as he pulled her along by the collar. she held her head high, just as he told her to do, so she might show she had no shame in the situation. Everyone would see that this is exactly what she wanted to be.

"Come here, my pet. There are a few people I would like you to meet." Logan beamed as she walked up beside him, a look of pure happiness plastered across his face. There, in front of her, sat a booth of seven people. Darius she had already met, but the other six people were complete strangers to her.

"Hello, lovely Kristie, glad you could join us." Darius greeted her with a smile as he gestured to the woman beside him in his arms. "say hello to Cassie, my sub and bottom of three years."

"Yeah, but let's not forget the times she's made you the bottom." a random stranger in the middle of the booth cut in with a laugh. All the others followed suit, quiet chuckles and giggles filled the room as Kristie examined the people that lay out before her.

When they had entered the club Logan had directed her towards the hall they had went down the previous night, but instead of stopping at a door they walked down the spiraling hallway to the very end that opened up to the current room they were in now.

The table everyone sat at was in the farthest corner of the red themed bedroom. It was more of a booth than a table as it was a cushioned chair that lined the walls long enough to fit at most ten people into the tight circular booth. The main attraction in the room was two large queen size mattresses pushed together to form a much larger single bed.

All along the single black metal bed board hung different shapes and sizes of handcuffs and trinkets she'd never seen before. The images that came with thinking about what those little trinkets were meant for caused Kristie to blush a bright red. She wanted to do nothing but hide her face into Logan's arm. However, pride caused her to stand tall, chin in the air as the group before her gave her a stern eye.

"Like what you see?" Kristie's head whipped back to the table towards the main man with a woman on either side of him. This was the same guy that made fun of Darius earlier. He also seemed to be the head honcho. Dominance rolled off this man in waves, making anyone within the same room want to drop to their knees and please him. "I stocked the whole club, myself," he beamed, obviously proud of his work.

He had a predatory gleam in his green eyes, making Kristie want to compare him to a shark with sharp pearly whites.

The man had long black hair that reached just above his chin in sort of a sexy choppy fashion. His clothes resembled what Kristie had come to realize a dom's fashion usually consisted of-professional suit and tie.

Kristie gave a silent, "Yes, Sir, it's quite nice." in answer before stepping closer to Logan. She didn't like the look shark boy was giving her.

"My names mark, owner of The Scene and proud leader of this prestigious harem The Blue Moon. These are my subs, Sophia," he indicated the girl to his left. "and Catrina, but we call her Cat." The girls on either side of the man named Mark looked strikingly similar. They both had blond hair and blue eyes with white complexions, but Sophia wore her hair down her back in elegant curls and Cat wore hers straight.

Kristie thought with someone as muscular as Mark he would snap one of these frail little things like a twig with ease.

"Nice to meet you," Kristie answered politely, squeezing back Logan's hand as he took hold and gave a reassuring pump.

It was hard standing there under all those peoples scrupulous stares as she had always been a loner. She'd never had to socialize before, and she contemplated whether she was really, truly ready for all of this. However, the thought was erased from her mind almost as quick as it had appeared, all doubts gone as she continued to repeat, 'Be tough, you can do this. It's only seven people.' She continued to repeat in her head. She'd been through worse. This was nothing.