"Or would you prefer to be my pet?" he asked, yanking the chain. She gasped and placed her hands on his thighs to brace herself then nodded her head. "Say it," he demanded. She bit into her lower lip and moved her eyes over the bulge in his pants. Without being prompted, she kneeled in front of him. "I want to be your pet," she said, meeting his gaze. She didn't wait for permission to unzip his pants. "Please, master."

"Moving his hips to the music, dancing against his best friend Elliot actually shocked himself. He was normally kind of shy, awkward and nerdy but the blaring music, fairly cheap drinks and the respected atmosphere actually made him feel at ease. It's strange to think that it had taken him a long time to accept Sim's invitation to come to his favourite club. There again he never thought he would actually ever step foot into a BDSM club. Hell before Sim he didn't even know they really existed." It took him a lot of encouragement but finally Elliot was going to go to Checkmate, the exclusive men's club his best friend was just obsessed with. He never thought that one small visit on that faithful Friday night would lead to so much more.