(A/N: Sorry for any grammar errors. Enjoy!)

I look at the clock and its 7:40 of that night. My hands are getting sweaty and I rub them on top of my jeans. I'm so nervous I can't believe I'm finally going to go meet him. I look myself over and head downstairs to the lobby. The doorman stops me on my way out, "Mr. Jaeger your cab is here." I look at him confused, "I didn't order a cab." I was going to go on the subway but the address is across town. The doorman shrugs. "He said you would be expecting him." I walk outside and see a black car. "Mr. Jaeger?" the driver asks. I nod and he smiles and opens the door. I get in and take out my phone to message Armin. "The address is-" the driver cuts me off. "No need I already know the address." I smile and sit back and relax. Did my mysterious admirer send a car to pick me up? Just in case he didn't and I'm about to get kidnapped I'll call Armin.

"Hey Eren what's up?"

"Armin I'm going to text you an address just in case you don't hear from me tomorrow"

"Of course Eren, I'll have every police officer looking for you but why are you sending it to me. I don't mind but I'm just curious on what you're getting yourself into."

"I have a blind date ok and you don't know the guy nor do I"

Armin laughs, "Ok, have fun call me with all the details." I roll my eyes and hang up. What am I getting myself into? I don't even know where this address is. I googled the address but I came up empty maybe this is a trap. I don't even know what it could be a restaurant, a club, or a hotel room. Since I wasn't sure where I was going I decided on wearing my tightest black jeans with a white button up shirt and of course a pair of black and white converse.

The car comes to a stop and I look outside to see a deserted street. All you see are buildings that look like no ones been to since forever. I look at the driver, "We're here." he says. I turn and look outside again, it can't be, is it really here? I pull out my wallet, "How much?" The driver shakes his head, "No need it's already taken care of. I'll be waiting for you outside when you're done." I nod and feel relieved that I can leave at anytime I want. This is just too weird, as I head out of the car I see a limo pass by and park outside one of the warehouses. A couple steps out and heads inside the warehouse. Seeing them makes me feel better that at least I'm not the only one here. The man is dressed in a suit and his wife I think it's his wife is dressed in a blue cocktail dress. I get out of the car and walk towards where the couple entered.

I feel like I'm dressed so casual. Compare to the couple that entered. As I head towards the door my heart races, I'm here and I'm finally going to meet him. I can't wait. I turn the door handle and step inside. Inside is a small lobby, with dim lighting and beautiful marble floors. I let out a breath of relief because the outside looked like a dumpsite but it's completely different from the inside. Which makes me more curious about this place. I walk further in and I see two men wearing suits with an earpiece. Both men are blocking a staircase with a wine color carpet. "May I help you?" I look to the side and see a woman in a dress waiting behind a desk. I clear my throat and look at the bouncers again. I still have no clue what this place is. Exclusive restaurant? Members-only club? "I'm not sure. I got an invitation…" I trail off. "Do you have a key?" "A key?" I repeat, confused. "Yes. To access the club, you must have a key."

So far my mystery man has planned everything about our encounters with perfect precision. He wouldn't have sent me here unless. I look down and see the key pendant he sent me. This was the first gift now I know what it does. I take off the necklace and show it to her. "Do you mean this?" She smiles and grabs the key. She places the key on top of a key shaped box that connects to her laptop. "Mr. Jaeger right?" I nod, "Hello we've been expecting you. Here is your key back. Don't lose it that key is your ticket to pay for anything we offer." I put the key back around my neck. "Do you know who it belongs to?" She smiles, "I'm sorry I can't release any of our members' privacy." Fuck, so close but nothing. I smile and the bouncers step aside and let me pass. I look at the stairs and turn to look at the woman, "What is this place?" "Where your fantasies become reality," she replies with a wink. "Welcome to Sinister."

Sinister? I slowly walk up the stairs. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. I can hear the music as I start heading upstairs. It's starting to get louder now. I turn to the side and see pictures hanging on the wall. One picture is a pair of handcuffs, the other is a picture of an eye the pupil dilated wide, and the last one is a pair of red lips slightly parted. I bite my lip, and a shiver runs through my body. "Mr. Jaeger, I forgot but can you please sign this," the woman calls out. She hands me a clipboard and a pen for me to sign. I stare at the paper but I can barely read it in this dim light. "Its just a nondisclosure agreement. I can't let you enter without signing. We need to protect our members privacy," she adds. I guess she knew I was going to ask.

I hesitate for a moment. I should really read this but I'm an impatient little shit that I just want to go inside and see what awaits. I flip the page and sign my name at the bottom. I hand back the clipboard to her. "Thank you and you are welcome to enjoy our facilities now." I look at her and notice that her nipple is almost popping out of the top of her dress. I look lower and see that she isn't even wearing a dress all she's wearing is a big shirt. Is she wearing any underwear? I look up at the woman, "What am I supposed to do?" I ask. She smiles at me, "Anything, it is up to you. Look around and explore." She whispers in my ear. She winks at me and turns and leaves. I bite my lip and look down at her body. Yea definitely not wearing any underwear.

I turn and continue walking up the stairs. I stand on the last step and take in a deep breath, "This is it." I walk in into a larger room and it takes a moment for my eyes to get use to the dark interior. I look around and see a luxurious bar with dark wood and a glass top. The room is made out of leathers and velvet. The colors are black, gray, or wine. I see other people lounging around in booths and tables. As I look at them I notice that they're not wearing suits and gala dresses, they're either in leather or lace. Some of them their lingerie is even visible and some are wearing collars? I don't know what this place is but I love it so far. A woman passes by me wearing a tight leather dress; she pulls at something that looks like a leash. I turn and see a man walking behind her with only a G-string on and a collar around his neck. Fuck, he brought me to a sex club. I've never been to a place like this before. My heart pounds in my chest. I can't believe this is what he planned for us now I feel more excited.

"Mr. Jaeger?" I turn around and see a tall man beside me. He looks young and cute. Could he be my mysterious man? I smile at him and look at what he's wearing. He's wearing a black tux, and then I see the earpiece just like the bouncers downstairs. I frown it's not him. "A member asked me to give you this." He hands me an envelope and walks away. It's from him I know it is. I smile and open the envelope. I read the note: 'What is your fantasy?' I look up and look around I know he's here watching me. What does he want from me? I put the note in my pocket and walk towards the bar, now he won't show himself until he's ready so meanwhile lets enjoy what the bar has to offer. The bartender is a hot guy with a bow tie and no shirt. I can see his amazing abs shining with oil. I bite my lip, what a view. I order a dirty martini and the bartender catches me looking.

"I get off in an hour," he hands me my drink and winks at me. "My master lets me out to play, and I bet you like it rough." His eyes roam over my body and he looks at me. I smile and take a sip from my drink. Is this what my admirer had planned for me. I doubt he did though; just thinking about not being able to scratch his back while he fucks me makes me wince. "Not tonight," I smile at him and walk away. That totally boosted my confidence. I walk around the room; most people are sitting in small groups, talking, drinking, and flirting. I see a woman sitting on a man's lap with her dress open. He is talking to another couple while he touches her breast and moves down to touch her pussy. At another table I see a woman eating dinner while a very beautiful girl is kneeling on a pillow. Her head rests in the woman's lap and the other woman feeds her bites from her plate.

It feels so intimate that I look away feeling a blush on my face. I find a seat and take another sip from my drink. This place is so different from any regular bar or club. This place makes people show off their darkest desire without any judgment. I look around when my eyes meet a pair of blue eyes. I see a woman in a booth dressed in a robe; there are two guys on each of her side. I watch as both of the men begin to kiss along her neck and slowly untie her robe letting it fall on the seat. They begin kissing down to her shoulder while their hands roam around her body. I want to turn away but I can't, the woman looks at me and winks. I turn away, shit she fucken noticed me staring at her. I close my eyes as I picture myself in her place as the two men run their hands all over my body. Here for everyone to see them kissing me and licking me. I bite my lip and I feel my body get hot. I open my eyes and shake my head. I look down and see a bulge in my pants. I've been here for ten minutes and I'm already turned on.

Why did he bring me here? What does he want me to see? I'm not sure but whatever it is I love this place so far. I get up and walk towards a hallway and I see a big wooden x with a girl tied up with rope and handcuffs. She has a blindfold on and she's naked waiting for someone to touch her or do as they please with her. I slowly touch her legs and they feel so soft. "Ngh," the girl moans and I pull my hand away. I continue walking and see many hallways. As I pass by I see rooms with names on the door. The names are colors or types of stones. Some of the rooms have a sign in front that say 'occupied.' I see a room labeled Onyx the door is open. I slowly walk inside and there's nobody here.

The room looks like a dungeon with black silk hanging from the walls. There are ropes and pulleys dangling from the ceiling, dull metal gleaming in the light. On one wall, there's a carved wooden rack of objects: crops, canes, whips and paddles. In the corner, I find a spanking bench with carved handles easily to restraint someone. Is this why he brought me here? This place has so many possibilities it makes me think about things he can do to me. I love what this place says about him. He's a member here; he knows all the rules and regulations. Maybe he's even used this room before – the spanking bench, the riding crops. Everything he's done so far - the notes, the lingerie, the vibrator at the club it all has been perfectly planned, designed to arouse me and drive me into a frenzy of anticipation. Well, he's got what he wanted. Being surprised like this, turned on, pushed out of my comfort zone, this is my wildest fantasy. How does he know? The question lingers in my mind as I retrace my steps back to the bar.

I see a group of people surrounding the stage where I see a woman tied up in a spanking bench. I see a man walk up next to her and he's wearing a mask to hide his face. He leans in and tells her something and all she does is nod. The man turns and grabs a whip from a table next to him. He walks around her and slowly pushes her dress up. He caresses her butt and slowly runs the whip on her bare skin. The woman lets out a moan and the man speaks, "What's the magic word?" "Please, oh god please," the woman begs. The man lifts the whip and brings it down hard against her ass. Fuck that should have hurt. I see a red mark starting to form and he whips her again. The woman doesn't scream in pain all she does is moan. I shiver, but I can't look away. There's something fascinating about the scene playing out on stage, the way he trails the leather across her red ass, the steady rhythm to his whipping. The woman's moans get louder. With each expert hit and caress across her ass and thighs, she squirms harder and then begs for more. Her expression shows pleasure and lust. You can see her thighs are wet from her juices dripping from her pussy.

You can tell she loves it, everyone is so caught up by her pleasure, I feel that its wrong of me to be feeling aroused by this. I can imagine me being in her place, would I like being strapped down and being spanked in front of everyone to see? Would I beg for more like her? Would I moan with pleasure like her? How good would it feel when he finally released me and drove his hard cock deep inside me. I look around, wondering if anyone can see my arousal, but they're all captivated by the scene on stage. Some of them aren't even trying to hide it. I see a woman down on her knees, sucking off a man who's watching the show. By the wall, a man is fucking a man slowly driving into him in time with the moans from the stage. I look away and take a deep breath. Calm down Eren get it together. A woman in a leather dress comes up to me. "Mr. Jaeger?" I nod and she smiles at me. "Your room is ready." My heart stops. It's him. Finally it's time to meet him.

I follow the woman down a hallway. Where is she taking me? She stops in front of a door, "Enjoy," she winks at me and walks away. I look up and see the name on the door, Emerald. I feel a rush of adrenaline run through my body. This is it; behind this door all my questions will be answered. I open the door and walk in. I feel disappointed there's nobody in here. Where is he? Are we still playing games? I close the door and look around the room. I hear a loud moan and I smile. I guess the neighbors are really getting it on. The moans get louder and I walk up to the curtains in front of the room. The moans are from the other side of the curtains. I start to feel jealous; he's supposed to have his hands on me not on anyone else. I pull the curtain open and gasp. In the other side is a man tied up to a bed blindfolded. The man he's with flips him onto his stomach. The other yelps and the man standing behind him whips him with a flogger. "Behave," he orders. "Yes, sir," he gasps moving up to show off his ass to him. I see as the man drops the flogger to the ground and spanks him hard. "Hit me more sir. I deserve it," the man moans. I feel my pulse quicken as I watch them.

"I don't think you're ready yet." "Yes! Yes please I am," he whimpers. He slides two fingers into his ass and with his other hand he smacks his dick. He arches his back and lets out a loud moan. He continues torturing him until he comes. "Did I give you permission to come? I don't think you deserve your masters cock since you disobeyed." "Sorry master. Please let me suck your cock. I want to taste you," the man's voice sounds so desperate. I look away and take a deep breath. It's so wrong to watch them I look down and I'm so hard. I turn to see the man fucking the other man's mouth. I can see drool coming out of his mouth. He moans and the other man buries his hand on his hair. That could be me getting my mouth fucked and my hair pulled. I bite my lip and let out a low whimper. I clasp my hand over my mouth, what if the heard me. The couple continues doing their thing; I guess they didn't hear me.

I look again and the man pulls out of his mouth and starts licking and sucking on his ass. A frustrated groan escapes my lips. I need friction. I need more. I undo my jeans and pull them down to my knees. I touch my erection through my boxers. "Ngh." I can feel the top of my boxers wet from my pre-come. I hear a man's voice behind me. "That's it, touch yourself." I freeze and turn around there's a dark figure behind the wooden grey screen. Fuck someone has been watching me. I stop touching myself, someone saw me watching the couple, getting turned on, and begin to touch myself. I feel my face get hot I'm so embarrassed. "Oh my g—" I get interrupted by the man's voice. "Shh, it's ok. Don't be embarrassed." The man voice feel familiar but I know I've never heard it before. "They can't see or hear you. They don't know you're watching. You're safe." "Who are you? I asked nervously. Does the club have a hidden room in each room, that let's others watch you? He did say that the couple didn't know I was watching them. "I've been watching you," he says sounding amused. "I knew you'd like the club." My eyes widen, "It's you." "Yes it's me sweetheart. Surprise," he chuckles.

My breath hitches, now I have a voice to match with the notes, but I still don't know who he is. "I liked your gifts," I try to sound as casual as possible. "You sure do have good taste." He chuckles, "You looked so beautiful when you came at the club. Did you feel me watching you? Did you wish it was my dick filling you up stretching you wide instead?" I shiver with lust, "Yes," I whisper. "Oh and I'm just getting started. Are you ready to play?" I gulp, I open my mouth to reply but nothing comes out. I nod and he chuckles. "Good boy, I want you to touch yourself." I smile, I can hear it in his voice he need and wants me as I much do. "Come here and touch me yourself," I challenge. My mysterious man chuckles again, "Not yet darling. Right now all I want is to watch." I frown disappointed. I need him to touch me now, my body aches for him. I'm so turned on. I growl frustrated. I crave all of him, his hands, his touch, his tongue, and his cock buried deep inside me. As to taunt me I hear a moan from behind the curtain. Fucken bitch has his man giving him what he needs compare to me just standing here wishing to get touched by my mysterious man.

"Watch them Eren," he orders. I take a deep breath and look at the couple. My breath hitches as I see the man having the other man's legs over his shoulder as he slams his cock inside him hard. He arches his back letting out another cry of pleasure. Fuck, that's hot. My finger tightens at the hem of my boxers. I'm so turned on; I can feel my erection throb. "Touch yourself," he murmurs from across the room. "Look at yourself, your nipples are stiff I can see them. They're just begging to be touched." I lick my lips feeling my mouth so dry. His voice turns me on so much. I want to touch myself but should I do it while he's watching? "Come on baby, touch your nipples they're begging to be touched. Don't think just feel," he purrs.

I close my eyes and slowly undo the buttons from my shirt and run my hands through my chest slightly touching my nipples. I feel like he has me under a spell I can't set free of. Do I even want to be set free? I stroke my nipples and close my fingers around it giving it a little pinch. "Ngh," I moan. "That's it baby. You like that don't you," his voice is low and smooth. "You love me watching and ordering you around don't you." I whimper and squeeze both my puckered nipples. "Good boy, you're doing so good baby. Think about me doing that to you next time. My dirty boy," he sounds pleased. I feel my erection throb and I need more. I've been turned on all night. All this teasing has been too much I need release now. I move my hand lower over my stomach. "No, darling stop that," he orders. My hand stops and I open my eyes. "Don't touch your dick baby not yet." I shake my head and smirk. "Come here and stop me." I slide my fingers lower over my boxers and press lightly. "Ngh," I moan. "I said STOP!" His voice sounds demanding. "If you come before I tell you I'll walk out right now and never come back." I lick my lips, "What if I want to be in control now," I say as I slowly pull my boxers down and stroke my dick. Fuck I just want to come right now. "I have rules you either take them or leave them," he replies harshly. "Don't you like me giving you orders though? Isn't that what makes this much more exciting," his voice softens.

I stop stroking myself, he's right. This has been so exciting and the best experience I've had in my life and its only because he's calling all the shots. He's already proven to me that he can blow my mind without even touching me. I let my hand fall to the side. My body is demanding me to not listen to him to finish myself and give my body its release already. "What do you want me to do?" I ask. "Take off your clothes." I let my shirt slide from my shoulder and it falls to the ground. I move to untangle my jeans and boxers from my knees and let them fall to the ground and step out of them. "Beautiful, lay down on the couch and spread your legs baby." I shiver with excitement and walk over to the couch and lie down. The couch is comfy and I lean all the way back and spread my legs open. I'm exposing all of me to him. I can't really see who he is all I see is an outline through the screen. He could be anyone. "You look so beautiful like that spread open and revealing yourself to me," he whispers. His voice is heated with lust. "I want to taste you." "Nothing is stopping you, come here and have a taste," I tease. He groans, "Not now but maybe next time." Next time so we're going to meet again. I feel myself smile like an idiot. I try stretching my legs wider so he can have a better view. "Oh baby that's it. Perfect," he says breathless. I bite my lips trying to prevent a whimper from coming out. I want to be touched so bad. My erection is throbbing and all I want is to come.

As if he reads my thoughts he says, "Go ahead and finger yourself baby. Is your tight little ass begging for my cock to fill it up?" I shudder and slowly reach to rub a finger at my entrance. I slowly start sliding it in. "Just like that baby," he pants. His voice sounds more aroused and huskier. I bite my lips harder keeping me from moaning. Yes this feels so good. "Don't hold back. Let me hear you." I move my other hand to twist my nipples while my finger thrusts in faster and deeper inside me. I rub on my prostate and my back arches, "AHA." "What do you need?" he purrs. "More. I need more," I gasp. "Then what are you waiting for darling? Give your tight little ass what it needs. Oh and don't forget about your cock," He chuckles. My body is trembling as I thrust my finger in faster while my other hand slowly strokes my cock. "Yes just like that. Good boy. Now put in a second finger and stroke yourself harder." I do as he says and thrust two fingers at my entrance while stoking my cock harder and faster. "Ngh," I'm so lost in pleasure and lust. His voice is all I hear and it feels like he's the one touching me.

"Did you love it when at the club I pleasured you in front of everyone. Having me control you," he pants. I whimper and continue thrusting my finger in me hitting my prostate every time. I don't know for how long I can keep this up. "Answer me," he demands. " l-loved it," I stutter my voice shaking. "So good. It was so good," I pant. "That's my kinky boy. Does your ass ache for your fingers or does it need to be filled with something bigger?" "Yes ple-ease," I beg, gasping. I need his cock now. I've never need anything so much in my life. My pace quickens, "Not yet baby." "Fuck," I curse frustrated but all he does is laugh. "Go slower now." I start going slower and slower now and my frustration grows. I need more. "Imagine it's my finger fucking you." My breath hitches, "Ngh," I moan. "That's it sweetheart. Now thrust a third finger inside you and pick up the pace just a little bit more." Why can't he give me more? "Do you feel how much your ass wants my cock," he purrs. My walls clench around my fingers, eager for more. I groan and close my eyes. I've never been so turned on like this before; I like the way he orders me around and his voice.

I'm so close. I thrust my fingers harder and more desperate now. I'm almost there…"STOP!" My body freezes. "You know the rules no coming until you've been given permission. Or do you want this to end?" I shake my head not trusting my voice right now. I lay there not moving a frozen in place. I'm so close, I hear the other couple moans and grunts. I hear a slamming noise. Probably the headboard is hitting the wall as he fucks him. This is so torturing as he gets fucked into next week while I'm here just aching for release. "Do you hear that baby? Would you like me to fuck you like that?" He teases. Jerk, this is just amusing to him seeing me get tortured begging for release. "Yes," I whimper. "I saw the way you watched them. I saw how excited you got it was written all over your face. Did you like as he got tied up and spanked? Is that what you want, to be tied down and show you who's in charge?" "Y-yes," I whimper shameless.

He chuckles, "I don't need to tie you down to show you I'm in control here." His voice sends a shiver down my spine. "I'll tell you what I want, how I want it, and when you get to come. Am I clear." "Yes, yes. Please…" I gasp. I never knew I was so submissive. I always thought that men and women who begged were always faking it. But there's no faking it here as I hear myself beg. Silence fills the room and all I hear is the other couple fucking. Ugh something please put me out of my misery. As if he read my mind he says, "I want you to fuck yourself with your fingers until you come. NOW!" His voice sounds normal, this doesn't affect him at all. No need to tell me twice. I start thrusting my fingers harder and faster into my ass and my other hand pumps my cock matching my thrusts. My moans get louder and louder. Almost there. "Do it baby. You're almost there." God, I'm almost there, but I need something more. I whimper with frustration and need, until suddenly in the next room, a scream of ecstasy sounds. He's coming. The sound of skin slapping and the animalistic grunts echo through the room. My body tightens. Fuck! "Come. Come for me," he demands. And I lose control. "AHA!" Pleasure slams through my body. Come shoots all over my stomach and face. I continue thrusting harder and faster milking every last drop. It's so intense I think I'm going to pass out. I hear another loud scream, and realize it's my own voice, crying out with release, as my body breaks apart.

I pant loud and slowly try to catch my breath. I've never come that hard in my life. Not even with anyone or even alone. I stretch out my muscles feeling relaxed. I bet my skin glows, best fucking orgasm. I feel so fucking amazing so satisfied. Who would have thought that masturbating could get me off like that, but he did. He didn't even touch me and he made it possible to have a mind-blowing orgasm. I look up over at the grey screen and clear my throat. What should I call him? I don't even know his name. "Hello?" I call out. All I get is nothing but silence. I frown, "Helloo?" I call again. I get up on shaky legs and move closer to the screen. There's no shadow. He's gone.