Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of E.L. James.
Chapter 1"Kate! "
"What? "
"Kate, can you please help me. I really don't have anything in my closet that I can wear to visit this club. I mean I can hardly wear my coral summer dress. "I plead to Kate, I am nervous enough about tonight. I don't think it would be helping if everyone stares at me.
"Really Ana, you have nothing in there that screams: Hey guys I'm a domatrix and I need a new submissive. Ana I'm shocked. "Kate jokes and comes in to my room.
"Please no jokes. Just help me. "I once again plead. "You surely have something better in your closet than me"
Kate takes me hand, drags me into her room until we stand in front of her closet. After 15 minutes Kate's hands me a black leather dress. I look at it for several second and decide that it might just work out.
"I think that is good. I could wear the lack high heels you bought me for my last birthday. Really Kate thank you so much." I say, go to her and give her a big hug.
"No problem Steele. I think have a black clutch somewhere here. Wait…. Here take this one. It's even a leather one." Kate says and hands me a black leather clutch. "And now go and get dressed when you are finished I do your hair and makeup."
With those words I hurry in my room and change into the leather dress. When I'm ready I go and join Kate in the bathroom, who rummages around in her makeup supplies.
„ Are you ready Steele? " Kate turns around. „Wow. Ana you look so hot. You should wear something like that more often. Now come on and sit. I'm gonna work my magic. "
I sit and let her do what she can do best. But this allows me also time to think about tonight. I did my research for two weeks now and I sometimes can't decide if it's arousing or disgusting. In the past week I woke up several times heavy breathing because I dreamed someone did some of the thing to me that I studied only hours early. I read about those kinds of clubs but I really don't know what to expect.
"Are you sure you wanna do this? Alone? I could come with you."
Kate interrupts my inner thoughts. I know that she worries despite my reassuring.
"I told you can't go with me. They know that I'm coming alone and I had to sign a NDA. You didn't, so they won't let you in. Besides it's a save environment. It's not like someone will drag me in a room and rape me. Most of the things you hear are not true. The motto is not for nothing sane, safe and consensual. You don't have to worry about me." I told her again.
"I know what you said. Just text me every hour or so then I know you are okay." Kate says as she finishes me lipstick. We hug one more time. I slip in my black high heels and black coat. I check myself on last time in the mirror next to the door and am quite pleased. I do look kind of sexy. I crap m car keys to my old VW Beetle and say goodbye to Kate after I promise her to text her regularly.
On my way to the club I give myself on last pep talk. "I can do this. I want to do this." That is what really surprises me I'm kind of excited. Once I arrive and got out of the car. The manger Miss Jane told me I could go directly through the doors of the club or via the bar and night club next to it. Given that nobody here knows me I decided I go through the front door. I stand in front of the door and look at it. In an old script stands the word "Liberty". I don't know if I should find it fitting or ironic. I guess it depends on which way you look at it.
I ring the bell and immediately the door opens. The guy is rather tall and dressed in an expensive looking suit.
"Name" He says and smiles warmly at me, I guess he can sense that I'm nervous.
"Anastasia Steele" I say trying to sound confident.
"Come in. Can I take your coat?" He asks. I go through the door and hand him my coat.
"Thank you"
I go further into the room. To my surprise it looks kind of like any other nightclub. Okay it is fancy with the dark red and cream colored walls. In the middle of the room is a dance floor which is surrounded by seats. The tables, the bar and any other furniture are made of dark wood. The chair and the benches are covered in black leather. The only things that don't match are the black and white photographs of women and men in erotic settings.
I take one deep breath and make my way to the bar. After I ordered a coke and sat down on one of the barstools, I take a closer look around. The place it filled with a few people. Most men are wearing suit or jeans with black t-shirts. I see one man with black leather pants. The women wear mostly dark colored dress in black, red or navy blue which are rather short and show off their body.
A few minutes later one of the doors to the back opens and a woman with a black corset, black mini (and I mean mini) leather skirt and black leather boots emerges. I look at her intensely and know this is what I expected when I came here. She looks and screams sex from every cell of her curvy body.
And then it hits me. I, shy and plain old Ana, sit on a Friday night in one of Seattle's best BDSM club.