Chapter 4: What The Hell Did I Get Myself Into?
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I followed the woman down a hallway. There are so many doors on each side. At the end of the hall we turned right. Where there are more doors. Holy crap this place is huge.
"This place is a lot bigger than it looks on the outside." I said trying to make conversation.
The woman didn't respond.
"So, how many people are at this party?" I asked as we turned down another hall.
The woman paused at the very end, in front of a door. She turned to me, and crossed her arms. Then she scoffed softly, and rolled her eyes.
"Does your master let you speak so freely all the time?" She asked.
I gave her a confused look that I'm not sure she could see behind this mask. Why does she keep saying 'my master'? Am I not supposed to be the master of my pet? And why the hell is a pet store having a masquerade party? Seems kind of silly to me.
"Whatever. Enjoy your party." She said, and then walked off.
Uh... okay.
I shook my head as I turned back for the door. I put my hand on the doorknob, and took a deep breath. Here's to hoping someone in there can help me get out of here. I mean, I'm sure there are nice people in there. Most pet owners are nice people.
With that thought, I opened the door, and walked in. The door shut behind me, and I instantly regretted every decision I made that lead me to this moment. I turned back for the door, but it wouldn't open.
What the f**k? I'm locked in here? No. No way.
I turned back to the room as I held my back against the door. Pet store my ass. This is the furthest thing from a pet store.
The room is much larger than I expected. It's completely dark with little light, but I can still make out what's happening. There are people everywhere. Some are lounged around, others are in corners, some are even being walked around on leashes. And all of them are mostly only wearing their masks.
My face flamed as I looked around at all the naked bodies. There isn't one woman in here with clothes on. Most of the men are naked too. They're all having s*x. I mean, versions of s*x.
Reluctantly, I peeling myself off of the door to search for an exit. What the hell did I get myself into? What is this place? Is this one of those b**m parties you hear about? No way that I accidently stumbled into a place like this.
I passed a few sofas that had multiple people f*****g on it. I paused when my eyes connected with another womans. She's sprawled out on a loveseat. One man is between her legs, and another at her breasts. Her hands are chained abover her head. She looks... Well, to be quite honest, she looks like she's having the best time of her f*****g life.
I can feel myself starting to get wet the more I stare at her. I shook my head, and looked away. I have to get out of here. This is the last place I need to be at right now.
I passed a few people getting whipped. A woman chained to a wall with a few guys teasing her. I saw several people taking it from behind as they're strapped down by silky looking rope.
I paused more times than I'd like to admit. I hate to admit it to myself, but I think I'm turned on. I blame the alcohol, and other events of the night. I have to get out of here before I explode.
Unfortunately, I didn't find an exit. I'm pretty sure I searched this whole room. I think I did. I mean, I felt the walls. My eyes were.. on other things.
I made my way to a dark corner that isn't being occupied by people f*****g, and shrunk back. I'm so confused. I thought this was a pet store.
Are these people the pets? Is that why that woman kept saying stuff about my master? What the hell am I going to do now?
"You look lost."
My head snapped up to lock eyes onto possibly the sexiest man I have ever seen in my life. Holy f*****g s**t. This guy is as tall as Marc. He's Asian, Japanese maybe? He has short black hair styled to the side. His eyes are deep black pools that I am getting lost in. He has a crooked nose, and an amazing physique. And thankfully, he has clothes on. Black dress pants, and a black button dow shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
"Uhm.." I trailed off.
The man took a step towards me. Damn he smells good. Like expensive cologne.
"You don't belong here, do you?" He asked.
I looked up into his eyes. He looks angry. Oh no. I'm probably not supposed to be here. I wiggled my way back here having no idea what was going on. Am I going to get in trouble if he finds out?
"Uh, w-what do you mean? Of course I am." I said a bit too cheerfully.
The man raised a brow at me, not believing a word I'm saying. He took another step towards me, and I took one back. Right into the wall. The man took the last step towards me. He bent his head down, right next to mine, and I held my breath.
"Your master let you lie like that?" He asked.
I didn't answer.
"If you were mine, I would have told you how bad you are at it by now." He said.
I gulped.
"You don't have a master do you?" He asked.
I didn't say anything.
"Answer me." He growled out.
"N-no sir." I stuttered.
Why the hell did I call him sir?
The man chuckled, and I nearly melted at the sound. He's practically right up against me. His warmth feels so...
No! No no no no no. I'm just drunk, and possibly a bit turned on by everything going on here. What do they put in the air in this room?
"Hmmm." The man hummed as he ran his nose along my neck.
I shivered.
"Would you like one?" He asked.
Would I like one? A master? What does that even mean?
"I.. I-I-I.. d-d-don't.." I trailed off.
What am I even saying? I should just tell him what happened, and face my punishment. That's exactly what I'm going to do. f**k it. If they call the police, then great.
I took in a breath to tell him, when the man moved away from me. My words caught in my throat as I stared up at him. He's too f*****g sexy, this isn't fair.
"Why don't you tell me what you're really doing here. One of these guys your boyfriend?" He asked.
"No." I answered.
"Looking for someone else then?" He asked.
I shook my head.
"Words." He ordered.
"N-no." I said.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Opal." I breathed out.
"Opal." He tested my name.
A goofy smile spread across my face.
"Take this mask off." He ordered.
I quickly did as he asked. I didn't even realize that he isn't wearing one until just now. After I took my mask off, the man grabbed my chin, and inspected my face.
"You look familiar." He said.
"I.." I trailed off.
No way that I met someone as hot as him, and don't rememeber.
"Tell me what you're really doing here." He ordered.
"I.." I cleared my throat. "I was at a club with my friends. This creep wouldn't leave me alone, and I couldn't find my friends. So I left. Then I realized that creep was following me. I ran in here to get away from him. The girl at the front desk asked if I was Angela. I told her yes. I just wanted to call for a cab, or the police.." I admitted.
"Where is this creep now?" He asked.
"Probably still across the street waiting for me." I said.
The man clentched his jaw, and balled his fists. Wow, he looks even hotter angry.
"You wore something like this to the club?" He asked as he pulled on the end of my dress. "You're not even wearing underwear." He said.
I knew if someone looked hard enough they would be able to tell. Wait, does that mean he's been looking at me? Before he came over here? As far as I've seen, his eyes have barely left mine.
"I.. My friends told me I looked good." Was all I said.
"Well, you do look good." He said.
My face heated, and the man smirked.
"The woman at the front desk didn't ask for your I.D.?" He asked.
"No." I said.
He still has his fingers on the ends of my dress. He's grazing my skin with his fingers. It's lighting me on fire.
"Do you want to stay?" He asked.
"I.. I've never been to a place like this." I said.
"That's not what I asked." He said sternly.
"I don't know if I want to be here or not." I admitted.
The man smirked as he leaned in closer.
"Are you wet?" He asked blatantly.
My eyes went wide, but I don't know why I'm shocked. Everyone is literally having s*x around us. It shouldn't surprise me to hear someone ask me that right now. It's just.. this guy.. he's.. way out of my league.
"Answer me." He ordered when I didn't respond.
What do I do? I can lie to him, and say no. But what if he wants to find out himself? I could tell him no, right? Yeah, I can totally tell him no.
"Yes." I breathed out.
What. The. f**k.
Is this guy a f*****g witch or something? He has to have me under a spell. I can't believe I just admitted that.
"Hmmm, maybe you do like this kind of thing then." He said casually.
I didn't respond.
The man stared into my eyes as his fingers moved up my thighs. My breath hitched. I even spread my legs out more.
Why am I even doing this? I know that I won't get the relief I need. Not with.. how I am. Still, I want it. I need it. I just want to know what his fingers feel like against my clit.
The man made it to the very tops of my thighs.
"Looks like you're extremely wet. Your thighs are soaked." He told me.
I whimpered.
Just a little more, and I can feel his fingers against me. I'm so close to reaching out to him. To gripping onto him. Then he pulled away completely.
"Come on. I will get you home safe." He said.
Before I could respond, the man grabbed my hand, and drug me through the room. He brought me to the door I came in. I opened my mouth to tell him that it won't open, when he pulled out a key from his pocket.
I frowned as the man opened the door. He pulled me out of the room, and lead me through the halls. A different way than normal. He walked out of a door that lead right out the back of the building.
There are four men outside sitting around. Three are dressed causually, while one is dressed like a chaufer. All of them looked up at us when we exited the building.
"Fire your front desk woman." The man holding my hand demanded.
"Why?" One of the casually dressed men asked.
"She let a stray in. Didn't check her I.D." The sexy man replied.
"Again? Fuck." Another casually dressed man asked.
"You sure she's a stray?" The third causually dressed man asked.
"Oh, I'm sure." The sexy man replied.
"Ben, I want you to drive her home. Apparently there is a creep out front we need to take care of." The sexy man said.
The man dressed like a chaufer hoped into a black SUV. The sexy man that lead me out here walked to the car, and opened the door. I looked between him, and the car.
Is it a good idea for me to go?
"You trust cab drivers every day." The sexy man said.
"Yeah, but.." I trailed off.
Isn't this different?
"Get in the car. You will be fine. Here, take this phone. You can call 911 whenever you want." The sexy man told me.
I reluctantly took the phone from him, and got in the car. The sexy man shut my door. Then Ben asked for my address.
I can't believe this night.
- Writer
