~Soft Velvet~

6

Jax

Why am I doing this again? I question myself as I look in the mirror. My hair combed to the side yet perfectly messy and thick with hair spray, my body in black leathery pants (luckily this time not nearly as tight) and a red vest. Logan sat on my bathroom counter doing his eyeliner in a similar get up just blue. My nerves building up in my stomach made me want to throw up and then hide in the closet forever.

"There's one thing you should know before we go." Logan's voice pulled me out of my thoughts as I full turned towards him. "This is not to scare you but I'd rather you get the details right. Last week one of the dominants got a little to... grabby on one of the submissive's. Master B stepped in to stop anything from happening but the security is upped a little bit more. They are also adding more safety and strict rules you'll learn about in your class." I felt my stomach tighten more. With my looks and height I doubted many people would do the same but the nervous feeling crawled up my stomach and into my throat. All I could do was nod. "I know this is very new to you and you are probably a little scared but trust me when I say it's a wonderful lifestyle if you are with the right person."

"Right." That's all I could mumble out before I walked out of the bathroom. Ellie say on the couch, already finished getting ready in a slim latex skirt and matching top with thin heeled boots ran up her legs ending just above her knees. It was our first day of a two week long class and Logan being the nosey person he is decided to tag along. I sunk into the other end of the couch with a sigh but my body refused to relax and I stared blankly at the wall.

"Nervous?" Ellie said softly as she turned towards me. "You may hear stories about the BDSM community, but's honestly not bad. It's actually wonderful. Everything has its bad side, no matter where you go or what it is there is always going to be a bad side of things. If you only choose to focus on the bad then that's all you'll see. If you look into the good you'll understand it's a wonderful community and it's something that's is cherished. A lot of people think BDSM is just sex, and for some people it is, but to most people it's not. It's about trust and caring, the dominant should know what their submissive needs, what they crave, and a submissive should trust their dominant with it because they are there to care for them. BDSM can be so much more than just sex, it can be love and it can be a life style. You just have to find what suits you."

I never thought of that way. No matter what kind of relationship you're in, or job you have, or city you live in there is always going to be ups and downs. Good and bad. It's just a matter of perspective. I could feel the smile grow on my face as a relaxed slightly and thought of all the good that could come out of trying it.

"How did you do that?" I questioned softly turning toward my friend.

"Well duh! I'm a dominant remember? It's my job to know what a submissive needs and to help them understand and relax." Ellie's matter-of-fact tone made my smile grow even more.

Logan stepped out of my bedroom FINALLY ready to go so Ellie, Logan, and I piled back up into my car and headed towards Soft Velvet.

The parking lot was practically empty due to the early day and the club seemed quite. Logan hopped out of the car quickly followed by Ellie. Both stood at the hood of the car impatiently as I took a couple breaths before following. They lead the way quietly talking to each other as we made our way into the building, never pausing even when we got to the blue boundary doors. Stepping into the upper level I froze looking around the common area. A handful of people scattered around the bar and seating area some dressed in small clothes while other covered from the neck down in different materials. Im starting to get the feeling the people in smaller, tighter clothes are submissive's. No one bothered to even look at me making me relax slightly. They are all here for the same reason I am, why would they think it weird. Right?

"Relax little buck." A familiar voice came from beside me. Looking down I was correct. Master B stood next me looking over the crowd as well. He gave a small pleases smile before looking up at me. "It'll be okay, it's just classes. You can back out at any point you wish. Even if you finish the classes, nothing about this is permanent."

With that Master B began to walk away, towards the bar, and I began to follow. Losing Logan and Ellie made me feel unsafe so I wanted to keep close to the only other person I half knew here. A couple people began to notice making me itch closer to the club owner earning a chuckle from him. I let out a small noise and uncomfortably rubbed the back of my arm.

"Shhhh it's okay Sweet heart." The Master reached up on his tip toes and ruffled my hair softly. The small display of affection left me shocked but I couldn't help but lean into his hand. "No one will hurt you." How many times will I have to be reassured today? I couldn't help but bite my lip looking down. The small dom must've noticed my mood because he set his heels down began to trace small circles on my back. "You're new to this, it's okay to be nervous and I'm guessing your friends said the same. It's natural to be weary in a new setting but don't let that cloud your judgement. Okay?"

"Okay." I mumbled softly his hand on my back distracting my brain. With that he stepped away giving me a small smile before waving over the others. Here we go....