Your Dad's Perfect (Ruby)

Knocking on the window, I watched her open it.

"You were ages. I tried calling. Did his daddy apologise for his son being an asshole?"

"Like you wouldn't know." She tilts her head and gets out. I watch as she puts on the mask.

"What did that mean?" She hooks her arm through mine, and we walk in; she leans in and sniffs me before feeling my hair. "Oh no, you didn't fuck his dad as revenge did you?" She laughs and looks at me. "You did?" "No! I didn't fuck him or use him for revenge." I walk to the bar and order a drink, her eyes staying fixed on me.

"You did something. What happened?" She looks at me, waiting. Standing, I explain what happened, and her eyes widen.

"His dad?" She stares at me.

"He's actually really fucking hot. Like, unbelievably hot. So yes."

Her eyes almost come out of their sockets. "His dad!"

All I can do is nod. "I think I regret it now. At the time, though, my body was exploding with pleasure, and it wanted him, so when he told me to say no, I didn't."

God, what did I do? It was Jake's dad! Of course, everyone is going to think that was for revenge, but it wasn't. Oliver was for revenge, his dad? Well, that was for me.

We walk around the club, it's amazing, surely this would be a safe place to find someone to have fun with? I mean, there's contracts and shit.

Rules that must be followed. I stand holding the whip, tangling it around my fingers.

"I have to say, I'm glad we came here." Bex smiles, and I nod.

"It is an amazing place." If only I had someone to use it with. I'm not sure I'm comfortable signing up to use it with a random guy, even if they are all vetted beforehand. My body leans against the bar as we talk. I do want to come back. Hands appear on either side of me. Bex glances at me and then at the person behind me.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Now, why are you here, Ruby? Didn't we agree that you trying anything like this with a stranger was dangerous?"

My body instantly sets on fire with pleasure as I hear his words. Bex's eyes widen, and a knowing look crosses her face.

"I'm getting home." She smiles and walks away, no! She was meant to talk sense into me and tell me not to do it again. She wasn't meant to leave me here, in a full-on sex club or, rather, BDSM club.

Sucking in a breath, I turn and face him. "I said I had plans, and that's why I was wearing this." He asked me why I went to his place wearing it, and I told him why.

"I assumed you would still have your dress on. I thought you were going to a local bar in the dress. Not here, practically naked." My body shakes at his words. "Why are you here, Ruby?" His eyes delve into mine. I raise my hand to remove the mask, and he stops me. "Leave it on." He says that, yet he hasn't put on a mask.

"It was on the list, Alaric. To visit a place like this." He saw the list.

"I thought that you meant a club with music and props, not something real."

Biting my lip, I nod. "I wanted to see what places like this were like." It's something different.

"Then let me show you." He holds out his hand. God, what am I doing? I stare at it, debating if I should or not. "I won't touch you, Ruby; I am going to guide you around and show you the place. Nothing more."

Nodding, I place my hand in his, and we begin walking.

"As you can see, this is the lobby. Guests sit here and drink and talk. Nothing too exciting happens here." He continues out of the room. "This side is a restaurant. Health is very important in this lifestyle, and food after a session is essential." He walks past the room and down the hall.

I stand shocked. "A sex shop, many items here are sterilised and used. Things that go inside the body, however, you have to buy yourself." All I can do is nod as he leads me back to the entrance. He points at the stairs. "Left or right? We will visit both sides, but which first?"

"Left." He nods and guides me up the stairs on the left. Getting to the top, he turns, and I see the hallways.

"This hallway is for submissives, brats, and such." He walks in, and I follow. I see a small hallway, but he keeps going. He puts in a pin, and a door opens, and he guides me inside. He walks in and stops.