CHAMELEON

ONE.

"What the fuck have you talked me into?" Cameron muttered again once they were standing in front of the building.

Wedged between her best friend Sadie and her lover, Cameron stared up at the brick building. It blended in well with the busy Toronto street and didn't pull much attention. It didn't really need to, as it was one of highest rated BDSM clubs in the area. Written in small glowing letters, Lust was the only description it needed. There weren't any windows to see lights or activity inside. The only suggestion that it was in operation was the faint sound of music coming from its direction.

"Remember everything we talked about," Sadie spoke calmly in the same way she might speak to a rabid animal.

Cameron was seconds away from looking like one.

Sensing her discomfort, Damien wrapped an arm around the shoulders of his lover's friend.

"You are here tonight as our guest. The owner, Marcus, already knows that you are coming. Everybody inside is there to ensure the safety of members. No scenes are acted out without consent and must follow club rules. Nobody gets in without passing the background checks. Clean bills of health, too. You're safe with us."

Safe, sane, consensual. That's what Cameron had been internally chanting throughout the night as she packed on nightclub makeup. She wanted to be here, right? Right. Kind of. What Cameron wanted was man that was willing to control her in ways her previous lovers had always been afraid to. She didn't want gentle or sweet, she wanted rough and passionate. However, now that she was standing in front of the one place in the world she would imagine looking for the missing piece to her desires she felt as uncomfortable at the night she had lost her virginity as a teenager. She felt inexperienced.

"Besides," Sadie broke into her panic, "You're not going to be playing tonight. Just here to watch,"

With that pep talk, Cameron was being dragged inside.

Cameron was grateful for the short lineup in the front hall because it gave her an opportunity to glance at some of the members. She was in a tight bodysuit and one of the smallest skirts she had ever owned but covered her top half with a leather jacket. She looked sexy as hell, and found comfort knowing that she wasn't in the raciest outfit. Sadie had insisted that the two wear skirts but keep themselves relatively covered up. Damien suggested that the only informal dress code for submissives was that they needed to be slightly more vulnerable to the dominants, and this was easily achieved by showing a little skin. Essentially, leaving themselves free to be touched if they so pleased. The tension radiating off of Sadie and Damien suggested to Cameron that their evening would look a lot different if she wasn't there tagging along. Truthfully, she was surprised they hadn't let loose on the floor already.

Observing the connection between the two also left Cameron with an aching longing for something similar. She had never been in long relationships and hadn't found somebody that was able to fulfill her needs.

"Welcome back," the bouncer smiled at Damien. He nodded politely at Sadie who was tucked into Damien's side. She responded with a large smile of her own.

Cameron relaxed slightly. If Damien really was close with all of the staff, she would be fine.

"This is the friend?" he asked, leaning around Sadie to take a peek at Cameron. He stuck his hand out to her and gave her a lopsided grin. "Welcome to Lust. I'm sure these two have caught you up on everything but I'd like to personally review the basics. If you don't have a preferred safe word, club protocol is red. If you call that out everything in a scene stops. If you're worried about something in particular, use yellow. There are staff inside that keep an eye on things but the best monitor is yourself. Stick to your hard limits, be willing to say no to things you don't want, and make sure somebody knows about any scene you start. Everybody gets two free drinks from the bar. I don't suggest trying to sneak a third. Fisher takes his job very seriously. Gotta be clear enough to use your head. If you have any other questions, just ask a staff or these two. Have fun, little lady."