Playing for Rya

54. Uncharted Territory

Song: Ariana Grande - Break up with your girlfriend, I'm bored.

A slow rhythmic thumping cadence reached Ryas ears even before the elevator doors opened up to the cool cavernous space that was bathed in a blue hue cast by minute strobe-lights that shone from many points within and across the room.

All around the large space, people reclined on comfortable-looking sofas arranged around low center tables that held a variety of cocktails.

The music wasn't loud, and the more Rya concentrated on it, the more she realized that the impact it had was as a result of the low vibrating beat sequence that mirrored the sounds of a heartbeat.

It wrapped around her, infusing with her natural heartbeat, tugging at her core and provoking her breathing to a more rapid incline.

In the center of the room was a circular platform raised just high enough to be in full view of anyone within the large room. The set-up of the stage itself held the most allure, and combined with its occupants and the ongoing scene being played out on it, it commanded the most attention.

On it were three people within a bedroom setting. One female, who was bent over a large sturdy-looking desk with her hands and legs spread out and strapped down. And two males; one of whom was kneeling on the table before her using her mouth for his pleasure, while the other stood behind her, prodding and probing at both of her holes with two staffs whose long wooden handles were attached to a set of large black dildos.

The female lay with her torso flat on the desk, underneath a short metal contraption which was attached to the desk on both sides of her, and which served to restrict her movement.

All three people on the stage were completely naked, but only two of them wore what Rya now recognized as collars around their necks, and a quick glance around the room showed that a number of the people present were adorned with different variations of the neck ornament.

"This is a BDSM club!" She breathed as the realization finally dawned on her.

Her observation wasn't lost on Derek, but, before he could respond, one of the attendants, a female, approached them.

She, like other female attendants within the room, was dressed in a white stretch tee, with red suspenders, tucked into a black pleated skirt.

At first glance, it was an outfit which would normally be dismissed as having the makings of a basic service outfit, but upon closer inspection, would stand out as overly sexual...outside of their present setting.

It was all in the little details; the way the semi-transparent t-shirt clung to her curves and accentuated her unbound breasts, and the way said breasts were pushed closer together by the suspenders. The short pleated skirt she had on, which barely came down to her mid-thigh, gave a peek, with her every move, at a pair of delicate black lace garter bands, and on her neck was a thin sterling silver band designed in a floral pattern which perfectly complemented the heels of the black stiletto pumps she wore. The neck ornament was made even more visible by the styling of her short brown hair which she had placed in a high ponytail.

A quick glance around revealed the male attendants in a toned-down variation of the uniform; white tee, red suspenders, black pants and shoes, complete with collars of various shapes, sizes and design.

"Welcome to Phoenix." The girl greeted with a smile as she glanced first at Rya, and then Derek. "Have you made any special reservations for the evening?"

Again, Rya observed how her gaze didn't quite meet Derek's. Instead she kept her eyes trained somewhere around his shoulders, and only raised them when he spoke to her.