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Chapter 3: You Like What You See?

Chapter 3: You Like What You See?

Angelia

"It is fine, we can continue." I gave Jolene a grateful smile, happy about how understanding she was being and she made me feel welcome.

"Alright, so where are we? Oh yes, not even a scene is staged here and as you can see, we have several doors that lead to rooms both private for those who don't wish for anyone to watch them and other for members who want to watch. We also have private viewing rooms where you can see a scene undistracted behind a one-way mirror. No one will be able to see you but you can see them."

It was a lot to take in, I almost felt dizzy from the amount of information I was getting. I didn't know much about this place, the only thing I knew is that it is exclusive and that they didn't have much information made public. The website had also mentioned that it was a cross between a dungeon and a sex club, seeing as public sex was permitted there but a dungeon doesn't allow it. I honestly didn't know why I chose this club when there are many other available in the city. But the anonymity of The Pleasure Palace drew me in.

"Here is the bar, we have another one upstairs but it is only for Vips members." She said and I had also noticed that oak was a recurrence at this place.

First, with the doors and now with the bar. It was perfect for the sensual setting and as we stepped closer to the bar, I saw padded benches in the same type of oak. She held out a hand, showcasing this side of the building.

"This is one of the setting areas, I will show you the other in a minute. If you want to socialize with other members, this is the perfect place to do so. It is a great way to get to know others in this environment."

There were a lot of people here as well, some in groups and others with just two. Even if I was as prepared as I could be on what to expect at the club, It still shocked me when I saw a woman sitting on the floor with a collar. A leash was attached to it, which another woman sitting on a bench held. She sometimes tugged at the leash but I didn't know what that meant.

"We have several rules in place here at The Pleasure Palace to assure the safety of our members. A two-drink only rule is one of them, drunk equals mistake and we can't allow that to happen. If anyone disregards our rules, they are kicked out at once. There is no second chance." I nodded along as she filled me in on how their club worked.

I could understand where they were coming from and it made me feel protected if I ever decided to choose this club which didn't look that improbable. She moved through the bar and further in towards a door I hadn't noticed.

"In here is another setting area, this is used for aftercare when Doms take care of their subs after a scene. If you are ever in here, you don't interact with anyone besides your Dom and it is important to be quiet so the subs can be brought down gently after a scene."

I read about that, the aftercare and it seemed to be a vital part of Bdsm and one that intrigued me. I wondered how it felt to be taken care of like that. She didn't go in but instead showed me the door before turning around again.

"We don't need to go in there, you will see it if you decide to become a member."

Through the entire tour, I had been so engaged that I had forgotten about my own state of nakedness. As we sat down on one of the bar stools, I jumped a little at the feel of the slightly cold leather against my bare thighs. While a huge part of me felt self-conscious when I got reminded of my lack of clothing, another part of me felt freeing. There was something that could be said about owing and accepting the body you were born with.

Looking around from the new advantage point, I could see most of the floor. On my right side, across from me were the sections with the different scenes. It was eight in total, four I hadn't seen when Jolene showed me around. It was a little away from the section where the doors which I hoped could explore sometimes. I saw the stairs going to the upper level with a man at the bottom, which I presume was making sure only VIPs members got inside.

I could feel eyes on me and when I turned, I saw the man behind the bar sizing me up. He was classically handsome with short raven black hair and hazel eyes. I blushed as I looked away, the man wasn't my type but he still looked good.

"What a drink? The bill is on me." Jolene said with a smile, tapping her hand leisurely on the bar top.

"I would love to." I replied, smiling warmly back. I really like this woman.

"Donald?" She turned to the man serving the bar.

"Could you get a gin for me and….?" She looked quizzical at me.

"Scotch on the rocks, please." I muttered.

"And scotch on the rocks for this beautiful lady." She finished placing the order. Donald walked up to us, stopping close beside me.

"Of course, but first, who is this?" He asked her while he looked at me so attentively that it made my heart beat a little faster.

"Donald, this is Angelia." She introduced me.

"Angelia, this Donald. Although he only wishes to be called sir by his submissive."

"A pleasure to meet you, Angelia. I hope you like what you see?" His voice was slightly deep with just enough of a bass to make my pussy throbbed.

After everything I had seen today, I was beyond horny and I was desperate for relief. My body apparently wasn't as picky as my mind was. He probably meant the club and I was having some stupid thoughts.

"Yes, very much." I responded politely and he seemed pleased by my answer and went on to make our drinks.

"Really?" Jolene said as he left, lifting her brow at me and looking surprised.

"I took you more as a margarita kind of girl." I laughed.

"The first time I ordered a drink at a bar, scotch on the rocks was the only drink I knew. It was my father's go-to and it also became mine."

Truth to be told, I usually struggle in social settings. At first, I didn't like the taste of scotch but it was the only thing I felt comfortable ordering. I would have just stumbled over the names of other drinks if I ordered them so I didn't and with time, it became my favorite as well.

"To each their own, I guess. So now that I have shown you what we have to offer. Do you have any questions?"

If I had questions? I was nearly exploding with them. I have a lot of them.

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