I know! another update? What is Chele thinking? The first chapter and this one goes together and all that… and if you've read my words before, you will smile when you see where we are… I'm just wondering should I make our guys the owners? Because I'm really thinking about it. I really am.
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Sure, she's read some books, ok, a lot of books about this. And she'd never admit her obsession with a certain fanfic that she has to reread once a month about a place like this.
But she never imagined that her best friend since kindergarten would be the one to bring her to a BDSM club.
At first glance, it looks like any other club. A long bar lines part of the opposite wall, with a dance floor that she can see through a wide doorway. It's not even seven o'clock and people are in little groups talking.
It's only when Rey looks closer that she sees more leather, latex and skin. "I feel overdressed," she mutters. The toe of her heel catches on something, making her stumble.
"Are you ok?" Rose gasps.
"Yeah," her laugh comes out higher than it normally does. "You know me, I trip on air."
The girls are quiet as Hux leads them to a high-top table. After they claim their seats, he says, "Rose, red wine? Rey? What do you want to drink?"
She looks behind him at the bar, and smiles when she sees her favorite. "I would like a White Zombie, please."
"Ah yes, they just started carrying that." He knocks on the wood and gives Rose a grin. "Be right back."
Rose doesn't even wait for Hux to leave before She says, "Normally, if you are scenening, you can only have one drink. But since you're here, plus the show—"
"What show does everyone keep talking about?"
"I have no idea. Armi just said that this is something that he thinks I'd like. Then I asked you and here we are."
"Do you two come here a lot?"
Even in the club lighting of the bar, Rey still sees Rose flush as red as Hux normally does. "We've been coming several times a week."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know." Rose shrugs. "This place is almost magical. You get to be yourself, no one judges you because they have the same desires as you. Or at least the same kinks." She meets Rey's eyes. "I think you'll like it here too. I'm tired of not knowing anyone else."
"Why can you only have one drink?"
"Because if you have more than that, get caught up in subspace, it's hard to make sure you're ok." Hux arrives with drinks, the lights go dim, and the crowd around them quiets before Rey can ask about subspace.
A tall woman, on even taller heels, wobbles onto the stage. A tall blonde wig, and a butterfly dress hugs her petite form. Rey leans over to Rose and whispers, "She looks like Effie Trinket from The Hunger Games."
Rose snorts so loudly, Hux shoots her a disapproving look and Rey has to hide her giggle behind her hand. "You're going to get me in so much trouble," Rose mutters.
"Is she in trouble?" Rey asks Hux as she swallows a laugh.
He meets their eyes, and murmurs, "No, but you need a spanking."
Rey has to sit back and think for a moment, has she ever been spanked? Obviously, not from her parents, since they left her at the fire station when she was five. Now there were a couple of foster homes that came close, but even those adults never hit her, instead took away what little she did have. She doesn't have time to respond, when the lady in the butterfly dress and stripper heels toddles off.
Following her is a couple of guys wearing black leather pants like Hux. Instead of a nice button up shirt, they are wearing faded black t-shirts with Twisted in bright yellow letters across the front.
What they do have makes her sit up a little straighter.
She's never seen one in person, just read about and well, that one time she was looking for a new vibrator on a fetish website. It only takes the men a second to secure it to the floor, but when they step back, a Saint Andrew cross remains.
And by the way Rose is giggling, she knows exactly what it's used for.
And Rey could have lived the rest of her life without knowing that.
One of the men stays on the stage while the other leaves. The lights dim, and the stage lights shine brighter. A beautiful blonde comes from the left, wearing a little blue robe. She's curvier than Rey, which makes that old familiar feeling of jealousy appear.
I bet she didn't get bounced from foster home to foster home most of her life- stop thinking like that. Dr. Maz said that I had to stop thinking that everyone is better than me.
The Effie-Trinket look-a-like comes back to give the waiting man a microphone. She pauses for a moment, and Rey can see his lips moving, but whatever he's saying, it's not loud enough for anyone else to hear. Effie Trinket flushes a deep red, but stays on the stage.
"Welcome, welcome everyone to Twisted!" Rey has to smile at the hoots and whistles and applause that greets him. "Most of you know me," he pauses long enough to try to see who's in the crowd, "I don't know, there's a lot of new faces out there. Turn the house lights back on, Lee." The lights come back on, and Rey lets herself look around.
"Do me a favor? Wave at me if this is your first time at Twisted." Rose has to elbow her to get her to raise her hand. But she does. "Welcome," he repeats with a little bow. "My name is Dylan, this is my amazing wife, Kiki." The blonde's smile is as welcoming and as bright as a summer day. "And we're going first."
Somehow, his little speech and learning that they are husband and wife, puts Rey at ease.
"Now, for you new ones, I'm going to tell you a little secret. And yes, it's about Kiki. She's what we call around here a pain slut." Rey can see other new ones looking at each other and whispering. "Now, I know that sounds bad to some of you-"
"But I really am!" Kiki exclaims with a smile and the crowd chuckles.
"You know how some of you like to feel good before you come?" He pauses long enough for the people to nod but some, from what Rey can see, are grinning. "Well Kiki, likes to feel pain before and during intercourse." He looks over to the grinning Kiki. "Plus, she likes to have all of you watching. I'm going to be using several implements of discipline. Some of Kiki's hard limits are blood, needles, and no golden showers of any kind."
Effie Trinket hands him a blue something that she can't quite make out… "This is a flogger. Instead of trying to explain, just let me show you." He then turns to Kiki, who is still waiting in front of the St. Andrews cross. "Robe off, Love."
Kiki unties the belt at her waist, and lets the fabric fall. She catches it before it hits the floor… "Are those pasties?" Rey whispers to Rose.
"They are." Rose giggles. "Can you see what they are?" Hux gives Rose a look that Rey's never seen before. She isn't sure if she wants to kick him, or get Rose away from him. "I know," Rose says to him, before she adds to Rey, "They're little red hearts and I love her matching little shorts. You really need to go get your eyes checked."
"My eyes are fine," she hisses. She sees Kiki turning to face the other way, and Dylan picks up something blue. "Is that-"
"A flogger." Hux answers. "Now watch, he really is a master at this."
With a flick of his wrist, he begins. "Is he hitting her hard?" Rey asks.
"No," Hux answers before Rose can. "It's like he's warming her up before he gets to the harder stuff."
That's when Rey can hear the sounds coming from the stage. The slap of the leather as it lands on her bare skin then the moan that follows the swish. Dylan pauses for a moment, and walks over to whisper something in Kiki's ear. She then turns around and he steals a kiss.
Rey whispers, "Ohh-" when she sees how tender Dylan caresses his wife's cheek.
He goes back to his place on the stage, and picks up what Rey knows is a bull whip. One of the foster homes she was in, loved Indiana Jones. She has to smile remembering the crush she had on Harrison Ford.
So, when Dylan pops the whip above Kiki's head, Rey moans along with her.
Every hit, Rey is living it along with Kiki. When he wraps the leather around her waist, Rey can feel the slap underneath her breast also. But when he pulls his wife to him, and wraps her in a blanket provided by Effie, Rey wants to be cuddled too.
Dylan sweeps his wife up into his arms, and says loudly, "I need to go take care of my wife!"
The lights over them, lighten and the audience cheers and claps them off the stage. Rey whispers, "Lucky girl," wishing someone was carrying her away to take care of her.
Movement on the stage grabs her attention as they carry in a small table, covered in a black cloth. Then a large metal ring, lowers from the rafters above the stage.
"What are they doing?"
"The reason why I wanted you to come with us tonight." Rose answers as Hux goes to talk to someone at the bar. "He's going to go get us some more drinks," she answers Rey's unspoken question. "This next guy is an old friend of Hux's. I've only met him once, before he went on the road."
"What did he do? Is he a musician?"
"No, he's actually a pilot. This is his side hustle, I guess you could say." Rose giggles, "I don't want to say anymore. I want you to be surprised."
"Ok? Tell me more about this place."
"It was started a couple of years ago by the same ones who own Twisted Twelve Brewery. It started off as just a tasting room, and somehow it turned into a place where people can explore their kinks."
"I never knew a place like this was anywhere in Western North Carolina." Rey replies. "How did Hux talk you into coming here?"
"Well-" Rose's chuckle is telling a lot more than she realizes. "We were, you-know-what one night-"
"Your boyfriend takes you to a kink club and you can't say sex?"
"Rey,'' Rose says with an eye roll. "We weren't quite to that point yet. But we were messing around at his house, and out of the blue he asks if he can blindfold me." Rose's exhale leaves her with a smile as she remembers that night. "That was so much fun. We should do that again."
"But how did that-"
"I'm getting to that. Each time we were at his house, he would introduce me to more and more aspects of BDSM. I've really liked all of it, but deep down, after everything from the past couple of years that has happened to me, it's been really nice to give up control."
"I'm not sure I could do that," Rey whispers as Hux comes back with another glass of wine for Rose, and another lager for her. "But sometimes, that would be really nice."
The lights dim again, and the crowd falls silent. Effie Trinket is back with her microphone, and Rey has to giggle because the stripper heels are off this time. "He normally doesn't need an introduction, but he's been gone for so long, and there are so many new ones tonight-" she pauses for only a moment, "This is a dear friend of Twisted. He helped to establish the club separate from the brewery and form it into what it is today even though his first love is soaring through the skies at light speed."
"I guess we could say that ropes are his second love."
"He's been on tour for the last month but I know he couldn't wait to get back to us, and to his day job, of course." Rey has to smile along with Effie. "But there is a bit of sadness tonight. His precious Plasma is retiring." The audience awws at the news. "Her man is marrying her next weekend and he doesn't want to share her anymore. So, please welcome, Kylo Ren and Plasma!"
Rey joins in their applause as the house lights and the stage lights go dark. The familiar notes of one of her favorite songs comes through the sound system.
Gentle piano welcomes a soft light at the center of the stage where two figures now stand. They move together, but separating at the same time. Capes drop to the side of the stage revealing that the tall one is indeed Kylo. He's dressed in black leather pants, boots, and a mask just over his eyes. Plasma has silver pasties, and boy shorts.
She can see his lips move, whispering something to Plasma, and for some reason, she wants to be her. To have him whisper in her ear. To let him touch her.
Kylo reaches behind him, and with a quick twist of his hands, red rope falls to the floor. He pulls it back through his hands, a flash of red on the stage. He then steps behind Plasma, and quickly makes the rope crisscross her body. Her arms are still free, when he pulls down the ring above the stage.
He's twisting and tying and in no time, Plasma's floating above the stage. Kylo continues pulling rope and working, weaving a beautiful web around her.
"That's amazing," Rey whispers. "I want to do that."
Rose slowly nods along with her. "When Hux said ropes, I didn't think it would be anything like this."
Kylo steps away from his creation, and Rey, along with everyone in the club jumps to their feet in applause. He bows, Plasma nods and Effie Trinket comes back. "Kylo and Plasma!"
The crowd quickly quiets when they can tell that she's not finished. "That's all for tonight. The dance floor is open, the dungeon is open but not the theme rooms." Some of the crowd boos making her continue, "I know, we have so many newbies, that they all need to go through orientation like you did. If any of you old members would like to help with that, you know where to find me. Now go play, and have fun."
Loud techno music starts behind Rey, but she sits, watching Kylo and another man untying Plasma. Just as Kylo loosens the last rope, the other man catches her in his arms. His kiss is tender as he carries her off the stage.
Unable to move, Rey sits and watches. The man in black moves about the stage, gathering the ropes. He handles them like she might her tools, gently and with a sort of reverence. As soon as he reties a bundle, they land in the bag on the stage.
"Rey?" Rose nudges her elbow. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah." She reluctantly turns to her friend. "What's up?"
"You just seemed lost there." Rose nods towards Hux. "We want to dance, but don't want to leave you-"
She looks back at the stage, and when she can't see Kylo anymore, the familiar tang of disappointment rises up. "Ok, can I have a shot of Jim Beam before we dance?"
"Yes," Rose says with a smile.
After the second shot, Rey lets Rose lead her to the dance floor. The techno beat plus the whiskey gets their feet moving, with Hux joining them. Just when Hux and Rose pair off, someone grab her hips. It's been a while since she's danced with anyone, and considering how turned on she was from watching Kylo, she lets them pull her against them. She can feel him behind her, spooning her as they dance.
When the song changes, Rey finds herself turning in his arms. Enjoying the moment and the shots of whiskey, she throws her arms around his neck. When she touches bare skin, she opens her eyes, he doesn't have a shirt on. She flips her hair back and meets two hazel eyes peering at her through a black mask.
"Kylo," she whispers. His full lips curve into a smile and she finds herself returning it. He pulls her against him as the slow sensual beat of the song makes them move. She can feel his erection as he grinds against her and she answers him with a moan.
His hands slide up her rib cage, and she can feel him stop just under her breasts. She pulls him closer, and the tip of his nose touches hers. She inhales cinnamon and leather. "You smell good."
"And you're sexy. Do you want to go to the dungeon?"
Her stomach flips and heart tries to gallop out of her chest. "The dungeon? I-I-I- don't think I'm allowed-" she stutters.
"Kylo!" Hux interrupts right when she needs him to. "I see that you've met Rey." The next song starts, and Hux motions for them to follow him off the dance floor. He leads them back towards the bar where they can still hear the music, but don't have to shout.
"It's good to see you, man," Kylo shakes Hux's hand. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"We did," Hux replies and Rose nods.
"And you?" Kylo turns his attention back to Rey. "What did you think about it?"
She wants to look away because the more he looks into her eyes, it feels like he can see everything she's been thinking: how she wishes it was her flying above the stage instead of Plasma. How she wishes it was his hands touching her all over. How much she wants him right now.
Instead, she simply says, "I've never seen anything like that before. It was amazing."
"Thank you?" he asks with a smile.
"It's good."
"Rey?" Hux asks. "Are you about ready? You said you have early clients-"
"Oh yeah," she answers. "I do."
"What do you do?" Kylo asks following them to the door.
"I own my own business."
"I wish I did."
"Well, isn't this like doing your own thing?"
"Unfortunately, that doesn't pay the bills."
"Well, maybe something better will open up?" Rey offers. Hux waits by the door, but she doesn't see Rose. "I've got to go-"
He opens the door for them. "I'll walk you out."
Rey's so distracted by Kylo, that she doesn't notice that Rose slipped away until she's handing her her purse. She waves at Hillary and Jared, still at their posts but doesn't see if they wave back because he's right behind her.
It's the beginning of summer, but there's still a nip in the air since the sun went down not too long ago. "Aren't you cold?" She asks Kylo.
"No, I'm still hot from the stage lights." He stops several feet away from Hux's truck. "You never told me your name."
"Rey. It's Rey Palpatine. And you're Kylo-"
"Ren. It's Kylo Ren."
"Is that your real name?"
"I'll," he leans in and whispers, "never tell."
"Is that why you wear a mask?" She steps into him, and while she isn't touching him, she'll never admit that she just wants to smell him one more time. "Who are you really?"
"Why do you want to know?" He says with a wink.
She shrugs. "I don't know. If you want to be all mysterious, you go right ahead." She walks past him to her waiting friends.
"Are you coming back?"
"I don't know." She stops and turns around again. "Do you want me to?"
"Maybe?"
"Will you be here?"
"Probably?"
Rey shakes her head and climbs in her spot. For some reason, as Hux pulls away, she can't stop looking at Kylo Ren until he disappears as Hux rounds the first turn.