Be A Good Pet (BDSM Story)

Chapter 1

Lily's POV

My job kept going boring as always but one interesting thing that happened was our boss said she was retiring soon. She would be leaving by the end of the week. I hadn't expected getting a new boss that quickly. It would definitely be a change of events and at first I thought that may have been inspiring but once again, as I returned home that day nothing really changed. 

Garrett decided to take me to a new club he thought would be better, it was more set for people around my age, so he said those older men wouldn't be there. I doubted him but when we got there he was right. There were handsome boys and beautiful girls dancing from every direction, a DJ in the center blasting music and strobe lights bouncing from each wall. The dark room came to life with colorful lights and sexy dancers. Men and women alike tearing off their clothes and screaming the lyrics to whatever song was playing. It was a dirty mess. I swear I could see the orgasms on the wall. Garrett had found a pretty boy to play with while I tried to find a boyfriend or someone to take home.

My eyes lay on a handsome boy, no not just handsome, smoking hot! I needed to talk to him, for a big shot town there weren't that many hot guys here. I walked up to him and sat next to him at the bar.

"Hi there." He said turning and looking me up and down.

"Hi." I say waving the bartender over. The man in a suit walks over with a glass in hand, but the man sitting next to me stops him before I order. 

"Let me buy you a drink little lady." I smile and nod watching the guy make it. I know at least not to get drugged in this town. I've been a lucky one though that I've never been drugged, I've noticed every time a guy has tried to trick me in this town. I got my drink and swirled the straw just as a final check. He looked me up and down then locked eyes with me. He had icy blue eyes, more intense than normal blue eyes. He had a handsome shadow stubble and suave brown hair that faded to a buzz near his ears and neck. He was very handsome. He ordered himself a drink and smiled. 

"So what's your name, handsome?" I mentally face-palmed realizing how cheesy that sounded. 

"My name is Daniel, Daniel Green." He changed his smile to a smirk as I began sipping my drink. It set off a few flags but I didn't taste, feel, or have any effects of a drug. He scooted closer resting his head in his hand. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here?"

"I'm here with a friend, looking for a little bit of inspiration, if you know what I mean." He chuckled lowly at my last few words.

"I see, well, what's your name, pretty girl?"

"I'm Lily, Lily Renee." He gently touched my cheek as I spoke my last name.

"Such a pretty name for a pretty girl." I pushed my face away and sipped my drink.

"How much have you drank, Daniel?" 

"Only what I've had with you."

"That's a funny joke, Daniel." 

"Where do you work, Lily?" 

"I work in the office area for Tory Burch. You know the clothing store down the way."

"Ah, what a coincidence. I work in the higher managing area, too bad we won't be working together, Lily." 

"Yeah." I started getting a bad vibe from this guy. He seemed a bit too pushy. 

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I don't." I blurted out while thinking. I murmured to myself about how dumb it was to say that.

"Hm, would you mind if I took you on a date, Lily?" 

"Where to?" I ask, if he really was willing to why not try it. I do really need inspiration and it couldn't be as bad as I was thinking. 

"How about dinner, there is a fancy cafe near your work place right?" 

"Yes, I usually go there during lunch."

"Let's go for dinner. My treat for the pretty lady." His words came off seductive, very sexual. It was like he was tormenting me with his words making me want him but also push him away as soon as possible. 

"It's a date, Daniel Green." 

"I can't wait, I'll see you there tomorrow at 6:30 sharp, I'm not a patient man." 

"Yes, sir." I smirk. He holds out his hand as if making a bet. I shake his hand and he smirks.

"Wear something nice," He kisses my cheek and slides me his number, "you pretty thing." 

I needed a date like this, something nice and sweet with a nice handsome guy. It wouldn't be that bad.

But boy would I eat my words.