Chapter 10: Amy
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Hello, my friends!
I have come on here to speak about my experience at Club Oasis, a well-loved club among other primal kinksters and ABO fans alike. I thought that a real account of what goes on in that club would be a good idea so that you don't waste your time venturing in there. I regret to inform you all that it is not the best place to go. I have been better places, and you shouldn't waste your time or money there.
I thought it would be this wonderous place. A place where my wildest dreams could be fulfilled, but what I came across was a dirty place filled with power hungry and manipulative people. Maybe I should start from the beginning.'
I took a sip of my coffee, sitting back in my chair and staring at what I had just written for my online blog. I never thought that I would be telling my thousands of fans about this life that I had dived into. I never thought I would be warning people of the dangers of looking where one should not, yet here I was.
I sighed and grabbed my phone, flicking my thumb aimlessly down the newsfeed of my social media. Nothing was really catching my attention, so I set it back down onto my desk and rapped my nails along my desk, thinking. I ran my fingertips along the keys of my mechanical keyboard in thought.
Club Oasis was not how I pictured it. The name alone made it sound magical and lovely, but what I got was dingy and gross. I walked in and the club reeked of alcohol, cheap cologne, and s*x. The music was subpar and not the point of the place. The drinks were decent enough, but that was before I knew about the women that lurked in there among the hundreds of men. The men were scary, but the women were even more terrifying.
The moment I stepped foot in the place, smelling like a brothel, I knew it was a bad idea. The mood of the joint was enough of a red flag, but I really wanted to know what the talk was all about. A gorgeous woman walked up to me with long mermaid style nails, scales, and all. They were beautiful and I think I had asked her where she had them done at. Anyway, I digress. So, this woman introduces herself, I'll protect her name. We'll call her Molly.
So, Molly takes me around the club. She's introducing me to some of the 'guests' and telling me their names and what they do. I felt special, like I really meant something. She ordered me a drink and paid for it. I knew when I started drinking it that it was laced. Something was wrong with it and before I knew it, I was being tossed over to this massive brutish man.
I know some of you will find this to be appealing, being thrown at some muscular Alpha but let me tell you. This man was awful. The worst of the worst. He looked me up and down like he was examining meat. Like I was his meal and then he yanked me into his lap and fed me wine. Before long he was slapping me across the face, collaring me with a thick steel collar that was too tight to breathe properly, and hooking me on a leash.
Am I kinky? Yes. Is this how I want a Dom to treat me? No. Some might be down for such acts, but not this girl. I'm more in love with consent, passion, a bit of a chase. Anyway, he forced me to this club. This woman that he knew had rented the place out.
At one point the Alpha grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, I thought I was going to die.'
The memory was still fresh in my mind, and I struggled to write out the rest. Although, a big part of me didn't want to out Thaniel. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve the internet to see what he did. His name would be soiled. I swallowed hard and ended my post with a simple sentence.
'But I didn't. The point is if you're looking for a time such as this listed above... go ahead. Have fun. But if not then don't bother wasting your time or money. I hope you all stay safe out there and have a good day!'
I typed in a few hashtags and links to my shop before posting it. I didn't know what it would bring or what comments would appear within the post, but I wasn't going to worry about that. I got up to get more coffee when my laptop dinged with an email notification. I froze and turned around to peer at the screen, seeing an unfamiliar username pop up. Not that it was really shocking. I had tons of fans that emailed me on the daily, but this was something more interesting than before.
From: Eldan.Thaniel@eldanenterprises.com
To: Amy143@kinkyblogger.com
Good morning, Amy.
I hope you find this email well. I am aware that this might seem shocking that I have found you. I found it interesting that you have chosen to speak about such a topic on your blog. I also find it interesting that you didn't mention my name within the post. However, I would like to thank you for leaving me out of the narrative. Not that it should matter, or that you would give a damn, but I appreciate it. I've been given enough s**t lately on the matter. Seems everyone is interested to know why an Alpha, such as myself, would want to f**k with a human. Damn that came off wrong, but I'm going to own that s**t. Look, I'm sorry that Christian did that to you. I know what it's like to be around a vexed woman and know how it feels. If you need someone to talk to. Don't hesitate to email or call me.
Sincerely,
Thaniel Eldan
Finance Manager at Eldan Enterprises
I stared at his phone number at the bottom of the email, lost in it for a moment. He wasn't supposed to find me, and I wasn't supposed to run with him. I was prey. His pack made it very clear that I wasn't to be near him. I was supposed to stay away and never talk to him again, yet here he was contacting me. I took a deep breath and unlocked my phone to call my best friend. She would know what to do.
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