A/N: First lemon was created last month...fuck it...I'm writing a partial BDSM piece of shit. Enjoy
“I DARE YOU TO WORK AT A STRIP CLUB,” Rio Nakamura yelled at me. “WHAT!” She smirks. “You heard me. You have to work at a strip club for a day. Unless someone picks you up, then until they screw you.” I facepalm, “ack really. Why?”
“Because you need to be more of a Scorpio…”
“Once a Scorpio does it, they’ll get addicted to it if you didn't know.” She smirks. “Exactly, also...if that’s the case you’ll need to start dating if you know what I mean.” I roll my eyes. “Fine.”
“Really, me bringing up dating got you to accept the dare.” I roll my eyes again and she grabs my wrist. “Let’s get going.” I stare at her blankly. “Wait… WHAT?!”
She drags me across the street, into a car, and drives me to a club. “RIGHT NOW?!” She nods rapidly. “YES!” She grabs my wrist and pulls me in.
“You must be Destiny Di’Angelo. Just turned 19, first time here. Follow me and we’ll get you dressed,” says a girl in leather pink and blue straped outfit. Rio had left and the girls pulls me aside. “Don’t worry, you won’t be out in the room for long. Apparently, a gentleman has heard of you being here and will take you away once he arrives,” she says as he hands me my outfit with was black and red leather straps covering up all necessary. I walk into a back room and got dressed in it. I walked out, handed the lady my clothes, and went out into the main room with was dark except for all the neon lights. I was called over to a man with black hair and purple eyes.
“Hey, you seem nervous… are you perhaps new here?” I nod and he pulls into his lap. “I’ll give you a nice makeout session and that only since you’re new here.” I gulp and he starts kissing me lightly but passionately. He pulls away for some air. “Nice kisser. Let me go deeper.” I raise my eyebrow in confusion. He kisses me roughly then gropes my ass and fights for dominance in my mouth as our tongues fight.
He wins since he’s more accustomed to this and pulls away for air as someone grabs my wrist. I look up to see my junior high crush, Karma. “Is it okay Zain if I take her from you?” The black haired guy, supposedly Zain, nods. “Go right ahead, man. Got her all prepped for your treatment.” My eyes widen as Karma takes me to the front desk. “I’m Karma, here to take this one with me along with that bag I ordered.” The lady nods and hands him a black and red bag. “She’s free to go with you now Akabane-kun.” Karma grabs a leather jacket and makes me wear it. “K-Karma-kun…”
“Call me master,” he says sexually. I gulp. “Please be gentle.” He smirks sexually and evilly. “I’ll think about. Since you are supposed to listen to me you can’t say no.” He opens the silver sleek car’s passenger door, pushes me in, and drives us both to a white mansion. “If you’re scared, don’t be. Let’s just say I’m getting something off my chest that’s been there since Junior High.”
We park in front of a white mansion and Karma drags me in. “K-kar…M-master” He smirks, “I see you’re already getting used to calling me that.” He walks me up to a room and locks the door. He turns on a dim light in the corner of the wall. He licks his lips looking at me and the pushes me on the bed, knocking the wind out of me. He kisses me sweetly for about five seconds as my eyes close, he slowly pushes harder as I lean back on the bed. He moves away picking me up off the bed. “Follow my orders, princess.
"Get on all fours." I do so. He sits next to me, takes my leather jacket off me admiring my current physical form, grabs my wrists, and hand cuffs the to the same bed frame bar. "Umm...M-master...what are these for." He smirks. "Making sure don't move from this admirable position." He slinks back to behind me and snickers. "God I love seeing you like. All weak and self-defenseless." Next thing I know is that he starts attacking my neck from behind.
