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Chapter 2 – Private Rooms

Did I really want to do this? Trying out bondage in theory sounds great, but was I ready for this next step? Sure, it was a huge leap in to something totally and completely different, but I wasn't sure that I was ready for this to happen right at this moment.

Maybe once I got a little bit more comfortable with this then it would seem okay, but I knew that half of me was screaming yes at me to take him up at the offer, but the other half of me was telling me that I should wait. Yes I was still curious about the life style, but for me to actually go and do it was entirely different.

This man standing before me, there is no doubting that he is every woman's wet dream. I just didn't know. I had no doubt that he was going to make all of my fantasies come true. Him being this close to me was already making me wet. That was one side of my brain. The other warned me to be cautious since this man was a completely stranger and if this were to happen I would completely be at his mercy. That wasn't a pleasant image for me at all. It brought back too many memories that took me years to forget.

I mean I had just met a guy in this club that has been doing this bondage lifestyle for who knows how long and now I'm here thinking I should just trust him completely. Not likely, but the offer was very tempting all on its own. I just stood there and thought. When I finally came up with a rational solution to this whole situation.

"I'm not sure about that session of our own, but I would like to see the private rooms if you still don't mind showing me." I said to him avoiding his eyes afraid that he was going to be mad or even a bit disappointed.

"That is fine with me. Maybe you will change your mind as we go through these private rooms. Though I'm guessing you don't really trust me since you just met me, right?" He asked me in the end.

My head shot up at what he said. It really seemed like he could read my mind. "How did you know?"

"Most women who come in here for the first time normally don't trust people in here. Usually after talking and seeing what we do they normally become so horny that they end up submitting any ways." He replied to me as if this happened on a daily basis and it probably did happen like that.

"You think I'm going to be one of those women that end up being so horny that I will let you have your way with me?" I was starting to get pissed and he could hear it in my voice too.

"I didn't say that. I said that normally it happens. Not everybody in here does that now." Edward said in a calm voice.

"I am guessing that these women come here and you happen to end up with a new comer ever time so that you can make them submit to your will?" I asked in a mean tone.

"Actually I don't. I only find the ones that I want to have as a submissive. I only pick the ones that I know that will, willing submit to me and anything that will be done to them. Other than that I'm not interested." He said with a smirk on his face.

I just stood there dumbfounded. He only found woman that interested him in submission. Which meant that he wanted me to submit to him? That did not make sense. "How the hell do you know that somebody is good at being a submissive? You don't even know them." I asked him still a little shocked.

"When you have been a dominant as long as I have you tend to pick up these things after a while. In addition to people who want to be a submissive or have an interest in it, but I don't know they have this look about them." He replied trying to explain it to me.

I just stood there soaking it all up. "If you don't mind me asking, how many years have you been a dominant any ways?' I was truly wondering about what he meant about being a Dom for so long.

"I have actually been a dominant for about eight years now."

"T-that long? I thought you would have said three or four years, but eight?" I said with disbelief in my tone.

Edward just let out a chuckle. "What?"

I didn't understand his actions. His chuckling soon died down. "Nothing. It is just that you seem so surprised that I have been a Dom for this long." He replied with a smile on his face.

"Well yes because you do not look any older then what twenty-five?"

"Close, but I am twenty-eight." He told me. I was about to say something when he said, "Are we going to stand around all day and talk or do you want to go and check out the private section of this club?"

I looked in to his eyes and saw that he had a playful demeanor, but something about his body language said that he wanted something more. It was as if he was anxious to show me what was in the private rooms. On the other hand, was it the fact that he wanted me to be his submissive for the night? I could not place it, but something was there in the air between us.

"Yes we should get on to that tour of the private sections. Lead the way." I told him.

He nodded his head, turned on his heel, and started walking the way we came. As we walked away from the spot we were at there were more moans being heard and people screaming their release. I looked around the club again and I could distinctively see that there was at least twelve different places set up with bondage happening, at least just on this side of the club. On the other side, I wasn't sure how many there was. I'm guessing that it is about the same number as it is over there.

A particular scene caught my interest. It seemed that in one group they decided to go with role-playing. Which I learned about on the internet that people like to dress up and do some fore playing before going in to the actually bondage. The woman was dressed in a sailor out fit and the guy was dressed in a sailor suit. However, the guy had some sort of whip in his hand.

The opposite side of them was a woman on a wooden "x" shaped stand. She was tied down just like the woman on the table in a spread eagle position. She also had on nipple clamps. Except for the fact that these were different. Her nipple clamps also connected with an "o" shaped piece that went in to her mouth and kept her mouth open wide. The man then took a dildo and shoved it in to her mouth.

This club really wasn't for the weak-minded. If this is just what they do, in public then what do they do in the privacy of their own homes or in the private section? I was anticipating what it was going to be like. I had a feeling that it was going to be something that I wasn't going to be expecting in the end.

Edward led us away from all of the playing that was going on in the main room. Instead, we went to the back of the club where there was a long hallway that you had to walk down. It was dimly lit like the club, but more so in here then out there. At the end of the hall, there was another bouncier.

"Greg." Edward said to the bouncer.

He nodded his head and then looked at me.

"She is with me." Edward caught the look he threw at me. He nodded his head again before opening the door.

Edward then turned to me. "Ladies first."

I walked in front of him and saw that it led downstairs in to another room. The stairway was lit with as much light as the hallway was. It was just enough for me to know that I wasn't going to trip. Then I began my descent down the steps as he follows behind me. The door closed shut as soon as Edward was inside.

"The private rooms are in the basement?" I asked him.

"Yes. You see we like our privacy to do our own business down here. This is a place for people who are actual members to talk and do whatever they want down here. We don't have to worry about anybody who doesn't know about this club to come and snoop. In the end you will find the private section of the club is actually like a lounge for people to hang around with or to fulfill any sexual desires they have." Edward informed me.

"Why are you showing me all of this stuff?" I asked him as I stopped my descent and turned towards him.

He halted too. He was just one-step above of me. "I really do not know. I just feel this strange pull towards you. Something tells me you are different from all of the other submissive that I have had in the past. I want to see where this goes. If it goes any where." He restated what he meant at the end.

His eyes were burning with an intensity that I had not seen before. It almost seemed like he wanted me to be his as much as I wanted to be his. Wait. What did I just think? I want to be his. Okay, this is not happening just yet. I reminded myself that I didn't know him like that. I repeated this chant over and over thinking it was going to change things in the end. At least hoping that I wouldn't let my sexual desires take over before I got the chance to know him better.

I continued to walk down the stairs and I soon reached the bottom. I looked around the room to see that it did look like up stairs, but it was much nicer. There was a bar off to the right side and to the back. In the middle, there was a lounge area where there were couches and love seats there along with a flat screen television for people to watch.

From where I was, standing it looked like there were hallways that led to different parts of the room. Even though it was a basement, it seemed like a huge basement to me. There were also people in here laughing and talking with each other. People still wearing leather pants and clothes. Some of the woman in here was also wearing leather harness. Other ones were wearing nothing at all besides a collar on their neck and a leash to go with it. All the women were on leashes. Then a couple walked by that had a guy on a collar and leash. I stood there just staring at everything around me.

"Is it that much of a shocker?" Edward asked me behind me.

I nodded my head in response not quite sure what to say just yet.

"You should get use to it though. This is the normal attire for most of the people here."

"I guess you're right, but this is all new to me here. It might take me a little while before I get use to the fact that most of these people in here are basically half naked."

"I understand. Why don't we get a drink before we go any father?"

I turned back around to look at Edward. "I would love to have a drink."

"What would you like?"

I thought about this for a moment before replying back to him, "How about a coke and rum."

"All right. Just take a seat any where on the couches and I will be right with you as soon as I get the drinks." He pointed to the couches.

"Okay." I replied to him as he walked away to the bar and I walked over to the couches and picked one that was off to the side and away from the halls that led to the other rooms. As I sat down, I notice that there was also a table. It reminded me of a house. Where you could set your drinks down and relax. I was so not ready to see what went on back there without a drink first. If it's more extreme down here then up there, then I would definitely want to be a little tipsy for this.

I was just sitting there and looking around the room before somebody sat down on the couch next to mine. I turned over to look at him. He was a handsome person. He had brown hair and had some Hazel colored eyes. He was also wearing some leather pants and had on a dark green colored shirt.

"Why, hello beautiful. I do not think I have seen you around here before. My name is Marcus and you are?" He asked me with a devilish smile on his face.

"It is Bella." I replied to him.

"How did you know about the private rooms? I can see that you aren't on a leash and you certainly aren't one of the regulars either. Not only that, but you aren't even dressed right." Marcus said to me as he glanced up and down at my attire. Stopping to stare at my boobs a little longer than he needed to before returning to my face.

"I-I am here with somebody else that took me down here." I stuttered a little bit. The way he was looking at me was making me squirm in my seat. I felt like I was nothing, but a piece of meat that he hoped that he could get a taste of.

"Hmm. Interesting that he would leave such a gorgeous woman like yourself out here all along. He must be an idiot." He said to me with a roll of his eyes. "What do you say that we go and find a private room together and let the real fun begin?" He asked me with a husky tone.

He was trying to persuade me to go with him, but that was the furthest thing from my mind right now. I wish a miracle would happen right at this moment. I certainly did not want to go with this creep anywhere, especially in a bondage club like this. Who knows what could happen to a newbie like me. I shudder at the thought. Before I could answer, I heard an angel's voice.

"Back off Marcus. Bella is with me tonight."

I felt relief wash through me. I turned around to see Edward coming to take a seat beside me and handed me my drink.

"Thanks."

In more ways then one, I was grateful for him being here. He gave me a smile, put one of his arms on my shoulder, and pulled me close to him. I could now smell the muscular smell of him. There was also leather mixed in to it. I was stiff at first, but Edward was massaging my shoulder and it felt so good that I relaxed in his grip.

"What do you want Marcus?" Edward asked in a curt tone.

"Nothing much. I just saw Bella sitting here alone and I thought I would come over and introduce myself." Marcus replied in a matter of fact tone.

"From what I heard it seemed like you were doing more then trying to just introduce yourself to her." Edward replied.

"What, that? It was just a friendly suggestion. Don't get so defensive."

"Nothing is a friendly suggestion from you. Besides you have Ashley that you need to go and attend to." Edward shot back.

"Ashley is not here tonight. It's just me. I can have more then one submissive Edward." Marcus said in an even tone.

"Yes you can, but if I ever see you around Bella again and saying what you did to her, I will make sure that the rest of your days here will be a living hell. Do you understand me?" Edward asked him in a low tone that sounded a bit menacing.

"Yes boss." He replied to Edward before giving me another devilish smile and getting up from the couch. "Oh yeah. It was nice to see you with a new sub for a change, Edward. I mean it has been what, months since you had somebody new after that last submissive." With that said, he left us alone.

Edward now seemed to stiffen by my side at that comment. I turned to Edward and saw that his face was contorted in rage and pain. In addition to what looked like a hint of sadness too? As fast as that look of sadness came to his eyes, it left just as quickly. Now all that was left was the anger and pain.

I wonder what caused this reaction. He had said that it had been months since he got a new submissive. What happened to his last one that would cause him to not have one? Something wasn't right about that. Did something happen to Edward and his last submissive because it ended badly? I wanted to ask him, but I felt like that would be intruding on his privacy. Maybe as the night progress, I can ask him about that. Even though I said I wanted to wait, these thoughts were floating around my head. I decided I was going to change the subject even if it didn't work I wanted him to relax a little. I didn't want our night to be ruined because of this.

I let out a sigh of relief at him leaving us. "Thanks again Edward. You came at the right time." I said to him grateful. I was watching him as he pinch the bridge of his nose and close his eyes for a few seconds. Then he opened his eyes to stare at me.

"You are welcome. What did he say to you?" Edward asked me.

"Nothing much. The usual ordeal with the whole exchanging names between him and I and then him trying to sweet talk me. Then there was that last statement at the end." I finished in a whisper not trying to piss him off more.

He ran his hand through his hair, but nodded his head. "I want you to stay away from him Bella. Most people in here are nice, but don't get to close to him. There is something about him that I just don't like."

"Do not worry Edward. I was planning on staying as far away from his as possible, even if you hadn't said that." I told him. "This reminds me. Do you always save damsels in distress?"

"Not all the time. I do it every once in a while and when I feel like it." He replied. We both busted out laughing at that. The tense mood from before forgotten. I felt his body start to relax against mine. I was glad that he was getting somewhat relaxed.

After we calmed down, I notice that he was still holding me. I gentle pulled away from him and he dropped his arm. "I am sorry about that." Edward said to me without looking at me.

"It is okay."

My checks were getting a little red with what just happened. We both took a drink from what he got us. Now I couldn't smell that masculine scent that was all his own and I was starting to miss it. Nevertheless, it felt natural for his arm to be there. Not once during that whole conversation did, I feel like I was in danger. I felt save and secure in his arm. Now I was missing the weight and the warmth of his arm wrapped around my body. We once again lapse in to a silence.

After that little episode it left me wondering what did just happen. He was possessive of me and that should probably scare me. However, I felt nothing, but relief that he would come to my rescue. I was taking frequent sips of my alcoholic drink. It was refreshing to have something to calm what little nerves that I did have left.

"Are you ready for the tour of our private rooms?" Edward asked me.

"I sure am." I said as I took one last sip of my drink and set it on to the table. I got up from the chair. Edward and I walked way from the couches and went down the hall.

"Is it normal for dominants to have more then one submissive?" I asked Edward remembering the other part of the conversation they had.

"It is rare, but it does happen. I mean most just like to stick with one submissive or they like to have two if they feel like it. Normally people here just go for a three-some." Edward said to me.

I guess it shouldn't surprise me that they would be into three-some. It is a bondage club and I like to think of it as anything goes around here. From now on, I was going to try to keep an open mind about everything.

I looked up to see that there were rooms now. However, they had huge open windows. Inside of the windows, you can see scenes going on. "These are some of the rooms we have. These open windows are for the people that love to do public dominance. Where they don't care who walks by or who sees them. Most of the people who do this usual get a rush of the thought that anybody could be watching them doing a scene." Edward told me.

It shouldn't be a surprise that people get off on public dominance too. They do the same thing up stairs. "Do scenes like these happen up stairs even if it wasn't a Friday night where you show the new people?" I asked him.

"Yes it happens no matter what night of the week it is. People come here to show their dominance over people. Not only that, but also some times it is a test for the submissive. Masters want to see if they are willing to submit in any way and anyhow. That is what masters look for." Edward informed me.

We stopped at the first window to look inside. This was more made like a study. There was a desk in the middle and a huge chair behind it. The desk held different kinds of papers on there. It also had pens in a little cup. There was a nametag on the front of the desk. It read, "Principle Tyler G. Smith. Not only that, but if look at the ceiling you could see shackles hanging from there and there were also some embedded in the wall as well. On the book cases there were not books on there. More like whips, chains, shackles, armbands, claps, paddles, flogger, and many more devices that I couldn't name. Though I had a feeling that this woman in there was about to have a long night. Yet this night was about to be filled with nothing, but pleasure and pain for her.

A woman was wearing a pleated Lycra plaid mini skirt that was in red, black and white. It had black garters attached to it along with her outfit were some black stocking. On her feet were some five-inch black heels. For her top, she had a short-sleeved Lycra Jacket on with a necktie. The tie was also had plaid on it. From the looks of it, she had blond hair. It was pulled up in to a tight ponytail. She had her head down standing right in front of the desk that was in the middle of the room. The man was sitting in the desk wearing a button down shirt with a tie to match it.

"They are role playing in there by the costumes that they are wearing. It is a common thing for role-playing to happen around here too. I'm guessing it is a naughty student going up to the principles office for probably looking indecent in school. " Edward said quietly. I didn't say anything as I was too focused on these two to reply to what he said about role-playing.

The man sitting there looked up from his place in the chair and I could now see his piercing blue eyes staring at her with a hard look. However, I could not miss the lust in his eyes. He started talking to her, but I could not hear what he said. Though his hand gestures showed that he was indeed talking about her attire and what she wore to school that day. A few more words were spoken before he got up from the chair and walked a circle around her, just looking at her outfit.

He then must have given her a command because she moved forward towards the desk and leaned her front half on to the desk. While her arms were stretched out in front of her and holding the other end of the table. He flipped up her skirt and walked away from her. She had on a G-string underneath the skirt. The guy walked over to the bookshelf and looked at the items there. He took out what looked to me as a flogger and a paddle. Not only that, but he also took a vibrator that looked like an actual cock. He walked back to where she was and set the items on the floor beside her. He then bent down to where she was and whispered in to her ear.

After that, he moved behind her again and started to grope her ass. He squeezed it in his hand and let it go. He did that for about one minute before he raised one of his hands to start smacking her ass with it. At first, it seemed like the strokes were light, but they just got harder and harder in intensity as we saw one ass check get red.

After finishing, he started rubbing that spot to sooth it a little bit. He moved away from her and went to retrieve the paddle. When he picked it up I could clearly see that it was oval shaped. Once he had the oval paddle in his hand, he something else was told to her. She did what she was told and spread them about shoulder length apart. He stood there and marveled at her red ass checks. He took the paddle and lightly smacked the other ass check that he neglected before. He did the same process as he did before, hitting her lightly, but growing in intensity as he went. With the forces of the hits, you could see that she was screaming with the intensity of everything that was happening to her.

Once he finished with that, he put the paddle down and gave her a second to catch her breath. She turned around to him and she was panting heavily. I wasn't good at lip reading, but the look on her face said she was desperate for an orgasm. She was panting and saying please repeatedly. He just stood there and shook his head. She turned back around and had to face forward. The man stood behind her and slid his hand underneath her skirt before disappearing completely. He pulled it away a second later and it was glistening wet. She was aroused at the punishment that she just received and I knew at that moment that she wanted an orgasm desperately.

Nevertheless, she would not be able to get that release. At least not yet that is. She then stood up straight again and then moved to get up on to the table. She laid down so that most of her body was on the table. Her legs were dangling off the side. He then ripped the panties away from her body and pulled off her skirt and shirt she was wearing. She was full naked in less that a minute. She lay there while he raked his eyes over her body. His hands then skimmed up her body to cup her breast in his hands. Then squeezing both of them. One of his hands went to pinch her nipple as she face showed nothing, but pleasure. He then went to suck on her nipples, alternating between the two. One look at her face just shows how much she was enjoying it. The man then ripped his mouth away from her nipples and he undid his pants.

To me it seemed like jerky movements because he was ready to blow his load. He pulled his pants down to about mid thigh so that his cock could spring free from his pants. It was a huge cock. He pulled her legs apart and pulled her so that her ass was at the edge of the desk. Then he rammed himself into her. He was pounding into her as the papers and pens flew off the desk with the force of his thrust in to her. She was now begging him again to let her cum from the looks of it, but he didn't reply. This went on for a few more minutes. Before he gave her the words that she so desperately needed to hear. He let her cum and she came hard. You could see the look of pure ecstasy on both of their faces. He collapsed on top of her.

Wow, was all I could think of at this point. That was so much different then up stairs. I mean it was the same thing, but this felt like there was more intimacy. Two people who trusted each other whole-heartedly that they would, do something like this together. There was no doubt or anything like that for that matter going on between the two. Except that, they both had a common goal, which was to achieve an orgasm. That was hot though. I now knew what Edward meant that most women ended up wanting to fuck like bunnies after seeing a session like that. If I was horny up stairs then I was hornier then hell now. My pussy was positively dripping and I could feel my panties completely soaked to the core. I wanted to relieve that ache that had formed there. It was now more prominent then every.

"What did you think of that?" Edward asked me.

I jumped at his voice since I was so lost in thought. "O-oh. It was great. You could really feel the tension going on between them." I replied to him blushing slightly at the question.

"Yes you could. Did you see the trust between the two of them?"

"I actually did see that. It was as if she gave her body completely to him and only him."

He nodded his head. "It's all about trust. The dominant is not there to hurt you, but to create enough pain to give you pleasure. Though some people just get off from getting hit with a device."

"Why don't we take a look at the other private rooms, the ones without the open windows to them? More privacy and it's like your own play room." He said to me.

"T-that s-sounds great." I stuttered a little bit. That meant that I was going to be stuck with him in a room, just the two of us. I gulped at the thought of that.

That performance left me horny and I knew that if he asked me whether or not I wanted to try a little bondage for ourselves, that I would totally submit to his every whim and will. Although a small part of me hopes that I have enough sense left in me to resist this tall, handsome and irresistible man.

He led me further down the hallway. We took a right at the end of the hall and walked down the hall to take a left this time. Here it was just a row of doors that were closed. There were about thirty doors in this hall, fifteen rooms on each side.

"These are also private rooms. The thing about these rooms is that it is sound proof and every room is dedicated to all of the V.I.P. membership of this club. Every room is customized to what they want it to be. You can design it the way you like and have whatever you want in the rooms." Edward informed me.

"Do you have a room here?"

"Yes I do. Would you like to see it?"

I was hesitant to say yes or no and Edward must have saw that when I didn't respond to him right away.

"Don't worry, I won't bite." Edward said to me showing me his pearly whites. "Much that is." He muttered to himself that last part that I barely caught.

It was now or never. I could say no and ask him to take me back up stairs and away from this, but if I did that then would I be losing the best chance at figuring out whether or not if I am cut out for this. Not only that, but whether or not bondage is what was missing all along.

I squared my shoulders and looked at him in the eyes again. "I would like to see that room of yours."

He gave me a small smile and led the way. We walked to the ninth room and it was on the left side. He pulled out a key and unlocked his door. It really was there own personal room. They even have a custom made key for them. He twisted the doorknob and opened the door. He stepped aside for me to walk in first. The room was pitching black. He came in and closed the door behind him. When he turned on the lights. The bright lights that he turned on shortly blinded me. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes from the tears that welled up.

I stood there in shock. What I thought and expected to see in this room was so not, what was in this room.

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A/n: Well another chapter is down. A little bit different then what you were probably hoping for. Do not worry because the night is over yet.

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