Chapter 3 Something drew my attention

Sophia

"It's fine; we can continue." I smiled at her in appreciation, pleased by her level of understanding. She welcomed me.

"All right. We were where? Yes, exactly. This is not where every scene is staged. As you can see, there are several doors leading to rooms, some of which are private for those who do not want others to see them and others for those who do. We also provide private viewing rooms with one-way mirrors that allow you to observe a scene without interruption. You can see them even though no one can see you. I nearly felt lightheaded from the volume of knowledge I was taking in.

The only things I knew about Passion's Haven were that it was exclusive and that not much of it was made public. Given that public sex was allowed there, but dungeons often forbade it, the website also suggested that it was a hybrid of a sex club and a dungeon. Since there were so many clubs in New York, I honestly didn't know why I chose this one, but the anonymity of DD appealed to me.

"The bar is here. Claire added, "We have another one upstairs, but it's only for VIP members. Dark oak was a recurring feature here, I had noted. The doors came first, and now the bar. It was ideal for the erotic scene. I noticed padded benches made of the same kind of oak as we approached the bar.

Claire extended her hand to reveal this side of the structure. One of the places to sit is here. In a moment, I will show you the other. This is the ideal location if you wish to interact with other members. It's a fantastic method to meet people in this community.

Additionally, there were several people present, some in pairs and others in groups. I was astonished to see a woman wearing a collar seated on the floor, even though I was as prepared as I could be for what to expect at the club. Another woman on a bench held a leash that was fastened to it. I had no idea what it meant when she pulled at the leash.

"To ensure the security of our members, Passion's Haven has several restrictions in place. A restriction that only allows two drinks is one of them. We cannot allow drunkenness to lead to blunders. Anyone who disobeys our regulations is immediately expelled. No second opportunity exists.

As Claire explained their club's operations to me, I nodded in agreement. It made me feel safe in case I ever chose this group, which didn't seem all that unlikely, and I could see where they were coming from.

She went through the bar and inside to a door I hadn't seen. Here's another place to sit. When doms tend to their subs following a scene, this is utilized for aftercare. Do not speak to anyone but your Dom if you are ever in here. To slowly bring down the subs following a scene, it's crucial to be silent. The aftercare was something I had read about. It piqued my interest and appeared to be an essential component of BDSM. I pondered what it might be like to receive such care.

Claire showed me the door before turning around again, but she didn't enter. "We don't need to go in there; you'll see it if you decide to become a member."

I had been so engrossed in the tour that I had completely forgotten that I was naked. The sensation of the slightly cool leather against my bare thighs made me jump a little when we sat down on one of the bar stools. A part of me felt liberated, but another part of me felt self-conscious when I was reminded of how naked I was. There was a certain appeal to accepting and owning the body you were born with.

From this new position of superiority, I could view the majority of the floor. The sections with the various sceneries were across from me on my right. When Claire took me around, I didn't even see four of the six. I intended to examine the doors, which were a little apart from the sections. I noticed a man at the bottom of the steps leading to the top level, who was likely ensuring that only VIPs ascended.

I turned to see the man behind the bar assessing me after sensing that someone was watching me. He had blue eyes and short blond hair, making him classically beautiful. I turned my head away, flushed. Despite not being my type, the dude had a nice appearance.

Do you want a drink? Claire grinned and tapped her fingers slowly on the bar top, saying, "This one's on me."

"I would love one," I said, returning the pleasant smile. I thought this woman was great.

"Chris," she said, turning to face the bartender. "Could we get a gin for me and...?" She gave me a questioning glance.

"Scotch on the rocks, please."

"And scotch on the rocks for this pretty lady?" Claire completed our order.

Chris approached us and paused beside me. "Obviously. But first, who's this?" he questioned Claire as he gazed at me with such interest that my heart began to race.

"This is Sophia, Chris. Sophia, this is Sir Chris. He only wants his subordinate to address him as Sir.

"I'm glad to have met you, Sophia. I hope what you see pleases you. His voice had exactly the right amount of bass and depth to make my pussy clench.

I was extremely horny and in dire need of pleasure after what I had witnessed today. My mind was pickier than my body.

You see? Yes, the club was most likely what he meant.

"Yes, very much," was my courteous response. My response seemed to appease him, and he proceeded to prepare our beverages.

"Really?" As he walked away, Claire raised an eyebrow at me in astonishment. "I took you more as a Margarita kind of girl."

I chuckled. "The only drink I was familiar with when I placed my first drink order at a bar was scotch on the rocks. It became my go-to as well as my dad's. To be honest, I generally found social situations difficult. The only thing I felt safe ordering was Scotch, even though I didn't enjoy the taste initially. I didn't order other drinks because I would have stumbled over their names. Over time, it also became my favorite.

"I suppose it's to each their own. Do you have any queries now that I've shown you everything we have to offer?

If I had inquiries? With them, I was on the verge of blowing up. "You brought up rules. I'm curious as to what they are.

"Well, all of our new members are always given a list. Indeed, we have a number in place to safeguard both the submissive and the dominant. I've already discussed the drinking and the consequences. Additionally, we forbid anyone from touching another individual without that person's permission. Our law is consent; we live and breathe it.

Additionally, you never handle someone else's toys without their consent. A role should always be negotiated before you enter a scenario. Safewords are essential for all submissives; they cannot be negotiated. Avoid interfering with any situations in which you are not involved. Observe the dress code, which you appear to have no issue with. I like your attire, by the way. It's sexy.

I flushed at that. I had never felt at ease in my skin. The lights were always off while I had sex. I wanted to learn to appreciate it and let go of that. With little clothing to protect my body, I hoped that coming here today would help.

"Thanks, I was a little unsure if this was okay," I said. All that was written in the invitation on the kink website I visited was "sexy" and "black." However, among other things, such as leather, lingerie was recommended.

"You got it exactly right. Believe me, as soon as you entered the room, I noticed that at least ten people were watching you. Wow, I had no idea. I hadn't noticed since I was too anxious. Let's go back to the guidelines. Only in the designated locations are you permitted to engage in play and nudity. You don't have to know the names of the others just yet.

"That makes sense. How about..." Something drew my attention, and I started to walk away. Three suit-clad men stood at the railing at the top level. Even though I couldn't see them well, I continued to stare. At least I could see that they were tall, with muscular bodies concealed beneath the well-fitting suits. While the third had shoulder-length light brown, possibly blond, hair, the other two had dark hair that was rather short.

I was drawn in by something about these men-the atmosphere that surrounded them. I noticed that a number of other people in the room were also staring at the males.

I could sense their force even from a great distance. It was not appropriate to treat these folks lightly.