Kink (Completed)

Chapter 19: Kink

The bouncer glanced at me curiously as we approached "Bear, this is Jimin he will be working here as a server" the man had ebony skin and a bald head, he had to be over seven feet tall without a once of fat on his massive body. I waved earning a smile from the big man "you sure are a pretty little thing, you be careful in their" I nod "I have a feeling with people like you around I won't have anything to worry about" he grinned.

Jeon pulled me inside, I glanced around, the floors are a dark ebony wood polished to perfection. The walls are painted a charcoal gray with black trim. To the left is the bar, table and chairs scattered about their ebony colored paint sparkling under the club lights. A black carpeted stairway led up to the second floor, it's roped off a massive bare chested man, with sun kissed skin, shoulder-length honey blonde hair and cornflower blue eyes stood watch "Jeremiah, this is Jimin he will be working here as a server" he held out his hand and I shook it.

I continued to follow him to the main room, a stage is against the back wall with black leather couches placed around the room. Small ebony tables sat in front of each one. I noticed a stripper pole on the stage "so do people dance on the pole or is it just for looks?" I ask, he glanced in the direction I was looking before answering "we have a talent show on Saturday nights, anyone who works here can enter" I sighed "I have zero talent, so I won't be joining" I stated "master does like when I strip down to my lingerie, he's torn so many pieces-" the deep growl made me aware of who I was speaking too "and you don't need to hear that anyways I will figure something out" "I can teach you to dance" and I'll teach you to sing" my head whipped around to see Hoseok and Namjoon both shirtless in skin tight leather pants.

I gaped at them, they are both stunning specimens of the human males body "you have tattoos" I said racing over to Namjoon to touch a Wolf tattoo he had over his heart. He chuckled "I do" I lifted his arm, so I could read the script down his ribs I'd rather die than live without passion "wow, I really like that quote" I said tracing the lettering with my fingers.

I stood up "why do you have to be Jeon's friend? I mean seriously, with these adorable dimples and that rock hard body, damn just damn" Namjoon paled his eyes focused on something behind me. A massive hand clamped onto my waist pulling me back against a hard body "stop touching people" I rolled my eyes at Jeon's words "let's meet for lunch later and discuss the lessons" they nod as I'm dragged away by Jeon.

He drags me across the room to a door by the stage, opening it he pushes me in and shuts the door. He glances around before grabbing my face "stop flirting with Namjoon" I scoff rolling my eyes "he's hot and it fun, he knows I'm only messing around why do you think he was grinning, anyway he told me once he feels insecure about his body because he's so big. It makes him feel good about himself, I'm not lying if he wasn't your friend I would beg him to be my dom" he rolled his eyes and shoved me through the break room into the locker room.

"Namjoon is bigger than me, you look like a child next to him which is mildly disturbing, actually even next to me you look tiny" I grinned "my biggest turn-on is being manhandled by a much bigger man, so I'm not even insulted by that comment" he glared at me making me laugh.

Our heads whipped towards the door as we heard it open Jin smiled walking in "hello" we both smiled at him. He's wearing khaki pants and an over sized, long sleeve baby blue button up, he looks like he should be teaching a class not in a kink club. "Jin will show you around, remember to call me master Jeon along with Hoseok and Namjoon. Others you're not sure about address them as sir" I nod.

He walks over to Jin, he leans in and begins whispering in his ear. I roll my eyes and walk off, obviously he didn't want me hearing whatever he is saying. I wondered to the back of the room where I found a shelf with three baskets of G-strings, I remember what the colors meant. Green in training, red willing to play but no sex and black up for anything. They are one size fits all as they tied on the side, I grabbed a black one and turned going in search of a locker.