Sam swatted Caedance's hand, startling her.
"Stop fidgeting! You look great!"
"Sorry. I'm not used to wearing something so tight. Or revealing."
"Get used to it. Depending on how we like this place, we are going to start going regularly again. It's boring without my wing woman."
The line moved up a bit and Caedance kept her back straight to avoid falling in her heels. Apparently, they had come at the right time since the line was super long behind them. First timers got in for free, so all they had to pay for was drinks.
"See anyone we know?" Caedance asked.
"Not yet. Our crowd is probably at Scorched Earth." Sam shot her a look. "We could still go . . ."
"Absolutely not. I don't want to face them and answer a million questions."
"Okay, okay!"
The line moved again, and Caedance looked ahead to see how many more were in front of them. That's when she spotted a familiar sight. Neck-length black hair, broad shoulders, leather jacket. No. It couldn't be him. That would be too much of a coincidence. Wouldn't it?
"Adam?" she whispered aloud.
"Did you say something?" Sam asked.
"No, I . . .just thought i saw someone I knew."
The line moved further, and the dark-haired mystery man went inside. Caedance suddenly grew antsy, wanting to get in as soon as possible to see if it was him or not. But what would she say if it was?
When they reached the door, they flashed their ID, got stamped, then went inside. The man working the desk was laughing at something when they approached.
"Evening, ladies. Or gents. I don't want to assume your genders."
So original. "First time is free, right?"
"Absofrickenlutely. Got your profile?"
"Oh, it's not our first time in the game, honey," Sam said.
"Then go on in. Enjoy."
Caedance grabbed Sam's arm and practically dragged her down the hall and through the curtain.
"Damn," Sam teased. "Someone's eager!"
"Gotta rip off the band aid sometimes, you know?"
She glanced around, trying to spot the man again. So far, she could only see others performing scenes behind not so-closed doors. Not wanting her friend to be suspicious, she relaxed a bit and started observing. Aside from watching live events on different patreons and Youtube, she hand't watched scenes in so long.
Caedance had forgotten how beautiful they were. One master had his slave tied with Shibari rope, and he was flogging her exposed backside. Her blood warmed as she recalled how hot it was to be the one behind the flogger. Luke was never sexier than when he was at her mercy, begging for more. But it was all overshadowed by his manipulation and dishonesty.
Sam walked over to one of the servers and snagged two drinks before coming back.
"For you, madam!"
She handed Caedance a martini glass with a blue drink. Whatever it was, it looked tasty.
"Thank you, pet."
Sam giggled. "It's been a while since I've done pet play. I should have asked the guy up front if he knows any Doms into that."
They moved along with the small crowd, stopped to observe each scene. One couple was doing electric play with a wand. The woman yelped then smiled as the man touched the chilice around her thigh.
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Vow of Surrender
Romantik***COMPLETED*** Caedance Marshall is a closeted dominatrix who turned her back on the lifestyle after her last sub broke her heart. She vowed never to take on another sub, putting all her energy into her business Starlight Events. Then she meets Ad...