Releasing Inhibitions

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It felt like every nerve ending in my body was alive with excitement. I felt everything. Excited, nervous, and giddy. I stomped my heels on the concrete as I did my little happy dance. "Put this on," Alana said. I grabbed what looked like a strap to something and looked it up and down before looking at Janee. "What the fuck is this?" "It's your leash." "...LEASH?" I practically screamed. "What the fuck do you think I am, some kinda p-" "Pet. Yes, Chanel," Alana cut me off. "When I invited you, I told you I could only get you on the list if you were my pet. Didn't I?" 

My blood was boiling. I allowed Janee to connect the leash to what I thought was my choker. "Good girl," Alana taunted me. She tugged my collar as we headed for the entrance. The overwhelming smell of latex, leather, and another smell I couldn't identify hung in the air. The black lights that hung along the entrance made this one dude look like he was dressed head to toe in glow in the dark clothes. He smiled at me and traced his tongue over his lips like he wanted to devour me. Another harsh tug on my collar sent me scrambling to keep up with Janee and Alana. The first floor was filled with people dancing and laughing. I wanted to go over there and dance and laugh with them. 

Alana and Janee led me upstairs where there was a stage lit up with candles. A short man walked up to Janee and the look of relief washed over his face. "I'm so glad you're here. I didn't think you were coming." "No, we're here. We're just a little late because out fri-" Alana bumped Janees' hip cutting her off. "Our pet took a little long to get ready and we had to punish her," Janee lied. "Well if she needs anymore punishing, let me know. Mr. Andrews will be attending tonight." "That won't be necessary, Rowbear. We got her. I'll go backstage and get ready. I'll let you know when I'm ready." Janee kissed Alana goodbye before she pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Behave, please." I rolled my eyes. Alana tugged me in the direction of her reserved table. My mind deliberately forgot every rule as my eyes scanned over the room. I stopped dead in my tracks when I seen this one girl sucking some dude off. I was silently wondering when I'd finally see some kind of action. Another hard tug at my leash sent me crashing hard to my knees. I groaned irritatedly as I tried to climb to my feet and Alana shook her no. I could see her mouth the word 'crawl'. If I was white, my face would be beet red. At that very moment it felt like I could die from embarrassment. I felt the cool air brushing against my most delicate exposed parts. I crawled over to Alana and she placed a big comfy pillow on the floor in front of me. "Good girl," Alana whispered. She set my leash down beside her, lightly patting my head twice. 

The irrational bitch in me said to bite her, while the rational bitch said ignore her. I turned my gaze away from her, trying to see who else had a pet. Maybe I could follow their behavior. I looked around the room before turning my gaze to the last table to the right of us. My gaze was captured by the most captivating hazel eyes I've ever seen. My brain struggled to remember the rules Janee gave me earlier, but I couldn't think. Just then, City Girl's song 'Twerk' blared through the speakers and the curtain to the stage pulled back. 

My eyes averted to the stage to see my best friend in nothing but a thong and nipple pasties taped over her nipples in a X. She pulled this fan looking thing from behind her back and bent over to light the ends on fire. She pulled another fan from behind her back and light the ends of the other fan on fire. I watched in amazement as my best friend turned her back to the crowd and twerked for us while spinning her burning fans. She turned back to us and ate all ten flames, extinguishing the flames while her hips shook to the beat. Janee tossed the fans to someone behind the curtain before they brought out a baton and a shot glass filled with purple liquid. I watched as Janee took the shot and emptied the contents into her mouth. She then light the ends of her baton and twirled the baton around to the beat of the song before throwing the baton in the air. I watched my best friend slide into a split and catch the baton. I wasn't sure who this bitch was on stage. But this wasn't my friend. For her final act, I watched this bitch hype the crowd up before she spit the purple liquid into the fire several times, giving off the illusion she was fire breathing as the song ended. With a graceful bow, Janee left the stage. The short man from earlier Rowbear, came out and spoke a few words into the mic, but my interest were lost by this time. I felt another harsh tug on my leash and that was it. "Look, Bitch. Stop fucking yanking on this fucking thing before I beat your ass with it," I groaned. The words left my mouth before I had time to control it.

"Excuse me, Do you mind if I control her since you're having trouble?" I spun around to see who the fuck decided to jut in, my brows still furrowed. I tilted my head up to see the same curly haired, hazel eyed man I got captivated by earlier. My eyes widened before I turned back to Alana. I shook my head fast at Alana like a sullen child. "Mr. Andrews, It's so good to see you. Rowbear was telling Janee and I that you would be around. You were sorely missed, welcome back." The smirk on Alanas' face told me my sealed fate already. I watched as she held the leash out for this dude. "Have fun," Alana said to the man. My eyes frantically looked around for Janee in hopes she'd rescue me. I felt a lighter tug on my leash followed by a " Come on, Sweetheart" I pulled one of my legs from under me to stand. "ah ah ah. You must be new. You're adorable." I felt heat rise in every inch of my body. I wasn't sure if it was pure embarrassment, or anger.

 I let the stranger lead me away from Alana. He led me into a hallway that led down other hallways. I started to wonder if we were still in the same building. My knees begin to hurt so I stopped and sat back on my feet. "Did I say you could stop?" I rolled my eyes, sighing out loudly enough for him to hear. Within two quick steps he was in front of me, he leaned down and grabbed me by the shoulders before lifting me up to my feet. "You're a feisty little one, aren't you? I'm gonna have so much fun breaking you. I'll allow you to walk on your feet if it means you'll move faster." I glared up at the gorgeous man, feeling intimidated from his height alone. But I wasn't about to let him know that. 

I crossed my arms underneath my bust line before I spoke. "I don't even fucking know you, why should I listen to you?" One of my eyebrows raised simultaneously as his thicker sculpted brow raised to mirror mine. "Oh, but you will listen to me. Your master gave me permission to punish you." I couldn't help but laugh out loudly at his explanation. "My what? I don't even like-" Before I could even finish my sentence, his large hand wrapped around my throat. His hand squeezed just enough to shut me up, but not enough to constrict my breathing. My back slammed into the nearby wall and his body towered over mine. "As I was saying, you're gonna listen to me. I can make this the most pleasurable experience for you, or I can make this the worst night of your life. Choose wisely, Babygirl." He pulled away and slightly tugged the leash. I followed slowly behind him on shaky legs. I watched the strange man stop in front of an all black door, his hand moved to twist the door knob. "After you, Babygirl" The glare was still evident on my face. My brown eyes peeked into the dark room. "I'm not go-" With a grumble he picked me up and carried me into the room. I just knew this was going to be how I died.