Power. Permission. Control. Consent. Truth. Trust. Welcome to The Red Door, a popular BDSM club in Chicago owned by Master Matthias Daniels (Yes! Many of you already know Master Matthias and his submissive Lane from Loving His Submission by @PrinceKenzie). Many would say the backbone of any successful BDSM enterprise would be it's submissives. Where would the Dominants be without them? Meet Ashton, Tommy, Payton, Christopher and Tai, a group of friends who've nicknamed themselves The Sub Club - all new to the scene and currently unattached, they seem to end up together most often at the table on the main floor that has been unofficially reserved for this quirky group of subs. Read as they come to terms with their different reasons for choosing this lifestyle, fight their insecurities, expose their inner demons and play out their deepest fantasies. A Coming of Age story? Perhaps...or, just a bunch of young guys trying to find themselves. With friends Lane, Denny and Dylan along with other "collared" submissives as their examples and offering the occasional guidance, you can be sure The Sub Club will be a mix of drama, humor and romance THIS STORY IS UPDATED ON SATURDAYS, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF EVERY FOURTH SATURDAY WHICH IS TSC's DAY OFF, PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUOUSLY ASK ME WHEN THE NEXT UPDATE IS. IT WILL BE POSTED IN A SCHEDULE OF THREE SATURDAYS ON, ONE SATURDAY OFF. PAISLEY WILL ANNOUNCE ON HER PAGE THE SATURDAY'S THAT ARE OFF, THE WEEK BEFORE IF YOU'RE NOT SURE.

There was no denying that Ashton Spears was handsome. His obsidian dark hair, strong jaw and deep stormy eyes seemed to make every girl melt on the spot. Well, every girl and Alexander Winters. Alex was the schools social outcast; the anonymous, closeted reject that everyone either ignored or tormented. Fate had deemed Alex and Ashton to a life of separation - their distinct lack of similarities held them from ever interacting. In fact, Alex was sure that Ashton didn't even know he existed. I mean, why would he? Ashton was popular - always had girls hanging off his arms like jewelry. Alex was... well, nothing special. But everything is turned in its head when Ashton is forced to attend Alex's tutoring lessons. Will they learn to get beyond their differences? Will this be the opportunity Alex needs to get to know this mysterious boy more?

There is no one in the world who could possibly love me, I know it. I've pretty much resigned to crying under my covers at night as my boyfriend who I adore links hands with my bullies at school and beats me down. Pretty cliche. I think. Sometimes, I lie awake at night, just wishing, begging, praying for an angel to fall in my lap and wave their magic wand, take the pain away. Maybe kill me silently in my sleep, take me to a better place... One where I am not alone, suffering, always suffering, and eternally rejected by the world. Still, the angels never respond, never reply, never come to my aid.. Will a DEVIL do? [A/N] Don't read this if you're sensitive to abusive scenes as there is physical and emotional abuse in this story... but have no fear, there are one or two other stories on this site you could read instead. ヽ(〃＾▽＾〃)ﾉ