Sorry! It's been a while, a long, long while. But, I'm hoping to do more writing now! This is a piece I've been wanting to do for a while... And well is admittedly hornier than my other works! Please enjoy
Content warning: There is a brief non-con kiss
"Vel, you've got to check it out, it's a great place to let loose," Blake said leaning far back in her chair, legs crossed, coffee in hand.
"And what exactly makes you think I need to let loose so badly?"
"Really? Little miss writes smut in her free time, who hasn't had a partner in over a year?"
Velvet pushed her knees together and looked just off to the side, turning her nose up in indignation, "I don't see how that's relevant. I take care of myself just fine."
Blake leaned in, elbows on the table, "There's only so much you can do all by your lonesome little bunny. Especially if you want to try all those little things in your books."
Her cheeks flushed, that little nickname always got to her and everyone seemed to land on it so quickly. She hated it, though when it's said by the right people she loved it. Blake was one of those people. Though nicknames aside, she wasn't wrong, but Velvet didn't get out much and it was a lot easier thinking she could just do it all herself than to put herself so far out there. On the other hand those books… Well they kept her company many a night, and, well, she has always wanted to find a big strong dom to take her through her paces… "What was the name of the place again?" She asked with a defeated sigh.
A smile crept up Blake's face, she knew this was the place for Velvet to finally get herself what she craved and equally as importantly push her into a scene Blake knew very well. "I knew you'd come around Vel. It's called The Pierced Vale, just about three blocks east of the Schnee warehouse by the docks." The smile faded and a more serious glare formed, "And Velvet do not come alone. I mean it."
"I can take care of myself Blake" she replied with a dismissive roll of her eyes.
"Vel you're a little bunny walking into a den of wolves. Don't get me wrong it's a great time when done right, but a lonely sub going there alone is an unnecessary risk. I'll happily come with you. Just promise you won't go alone."
"Fine. I promise that I, the poor little bunny, won't travel into the big bad club by myself."
"Velvet I am serious. This place is where people let loose, and not everyone's version of loose is what you're looking for. Coming in pairs wards off the creeps. Especially if you come with a dom."
"I promise Blake."
"Good. Anyways how's the writing been going?" Blake asked reclining in her chair again, trusting Velvet would hold true to her promise.
"Well, I've been getting more commissions lately, even with the upped prices. Means I'm a bit more busy, but it's welcome."
"Guess your work is starting to get a bit more popular. You do much 'studying' for these commissions these days?"
"Well normally I don't, but I've got some more out there requests for fetishes and themes, so I've had to do some research on the topic. Found some good message boards for it which have been a great help. And with the quantity I don't want to repeat scenes. I'm not a hack."
"Oh, just message boards?"
"Well, the other stuff too, but if it's a fetish I'm not really into the whole message board thing really helps show why they're into it, so I've got an area to focus on."
"Makes sense."
The two chatted for a while longer, despite how public the venue was, they didn't seem to mind talking about this stuff so openly. For Velvet, it was a part of work, and for Blake, well she was just a little more open about all this stuff. Overall, they had a good time catching up over coffee, but eventually, their cups ran dry and it was time to part ways. Velvet did have some writing to do, especially if she intended to make rent.
"Ughhhh" Velvet cried out holding it for a good several seconds. She really enjoyed her work, but right now she was just running on empty, and couldn't keep things going. She leaned back in her chair and blew her hair out of her face looking around her room for something, anything that'd serve as inspiration. Eventually, she fell on her closet, and, more specifically, her collection of chokers and collars within. "I mean… I could go out and do some research… It'd certainly get something flowing…"
She weighed the options in her head. On one hand, Blake explicitly told her not to go there alone, but on the other hand, she was getting nowhere and needed something to push her writing along, after all, she did have deadlines to make. A small part of her also reminded her that she also was intensely curious about this place and admittedly it had been a while since she had that kind of fun.
"I'll be fine… Not the first time I've been to a club alone, and certainly not the first time I had to repel some creeps." She thought to herself trying to talk herself into the idea. After a couple of minutes, she picked out an outfit settling on some black pumps, some fishnet stockings, a maroon dress with a lace top, a couple of thick leather cuffs, and finally a leather collar with a large metal ring at the front. With a little makeup, and a can of pepper spray slipped in her purse she was ready to go.
The Pierced Vale was a nondescript warehouse exactly where Blake said it was. The only designation that there was anything here was a bouncer standing by the door, and a small lineup of people either dressed like leather was the only fabric they owned or dressed in a modest trench coat. Suddenly she felt a little overdressed, but she wasn't about the schlep all the way back across town to change now.
The line moved surprisingly quickly, it was early enough that they weren't at capacity, and eventually, Velvet came to the front. The bouncer gave her a quick look from head to toe, deemed her attractive enough to enter, and asked for id. She produced her driver's license showing she was in her mid-twenties and was let in.
The lobby of the club had black walls with small star-like sparkles spread across them, it had a coat check desk for the more modest patrons, and a secondary door also with a bouncer that separated this room from the main floor. Velvet quickly approached the second bouncer expecting to be pushed right ahead but was stopped with a stern glare.
"Ma'am I'm afraid you'll have to check your purse at the desk. We don't allow any cellphones cameras, or any other exterior items inside." He said in a clearly rehearsed manner.
"Oh... Sorry!" She dashed back and paused, deciding if she wanted to come into a place like this without the added protection of the pepper spray. However, she was so close. Just on the other side of that door was a haven of loosened inhibitions, and in a word, sex. Her curiosity got the better of her as she rang the bell at the desk.
The attendant looked her up and down in a similar way as the bouncer, however for more selfish reasons. She smiled and said, "What's a sweet little sub like you doing in a place like this?"
Velvet stood up straight and blushed, being called out so instantly for what she was, while embarrassing, was exactly the kind of thing she was looking for, making her suddenly very happy with her decision, "Oh! Um… I uh… Well, my friend told me about this place... It uh sounded fun…"
The attendant laughed, causing Velvet to blush further and admire the warmth of her laugh. "Well, y'all certainly seem like you'll enjoy yourself in there. Just be careful now. I'll need ID and your purse there and you'll be free to run along there."
"Oh! The bouncer already checked my ID outside."
"I'm not checking your age there honey, I just need it so we can make sure your things come back to you, after all from where I'm standing there's not exactly any pockets for you to put a ticket in that dress of yours."
Velvet thought about it for a second and she was right, there was no way she could hold onto a ticket the whole time and she'd hate to lose her purse and what it contained, "Okay, here you go."
"Now don't go having too much fun there. But don't hold back either." She said with a smile and a wink before waving to the bouncer.
Just before Velvet could enter the main room the bouncer stopped and frisked her, which was, as she saw by the people ahead of her, something he had to do to everyone. They took security very seriously apparently.
Finally, Velvet had made it. The warehouse had been retrofitted into a large room with a bar on the far side, small, private rooms lining the perimeter with a second level balcony carrying even more, the lights were kept dim, and the music was loud, but not deafening, the walls were painted with the same design as the lobby giving the whole place an almost magical presence, which was undercut by the patrons. The floor had what seemed to be a hundred or more people either chatting with drinks or getting a little more personal with each other. Booths sprinkled the floor and many were already taken by some more amorous patrons. Some more notable things she noticed was a leather-clad woman with her hands hung from a hook off of one of the supporting pillars being ravaged by a more clothed woman who somehow looked more risque than the other.
With a gulp, Velvet started moving forward slowly looking around for someone she wouldn't mind spending a bit of time with. She felt like she was looking through a menu in a restaurant, though to a man hanging further in the room she looked like a lost bunny, like prey. He made his way over to her, deciding to hang by a pillar just ahead. As she passed he stepped out, stopping her, and hooked a finger through the ring on her collar.
"Hey there little bunny, are you looking for a carrot tonight?" He asked staring into her confused eyes.
That nickname sent a shiver down her spine and not a good one. These kinds of guys always seemed to be the ones to use it and they always got the same reaction, "Oh… Uh no. Sorry." She replied before pulling away from him.
His smile faded, his grip tightened on her collar and he swung her between him and the pillar, "Hey bunny I'm afraid I won't take no as an answer." As is pressuring her more would somehow make him more attractive.
Velvet grew more stern and pushed him back, "Back off!"
He was only pushed back a step, but he quickly recovered, pushing her back into the pillar, smacking her head off of it hard enough for her to start to see stars. He pulled her head forward and forced his tongue down her throat. She struggled and tears welled up in her eyes as she tried fruitlessly to push him back in her stunned state. For a moment she was worried he'd take this further before a heavy fist slammed into the side of his head causing him to stumble off to the side. Without the man pressing her into the pillar she slid down to the ground landing on her knees. A woman who was a head taller than velvet, wearing a black corset, black, laced, thigh-high boots, and a beret stood between her and her predator.
"Listen here pin dick, the girl said no."
The man gritted his teeth, "We were just playing there's no need for you to assault me like that you bitch" he spat.
The woman turned to Velvet, "Did you come here with him?"
Velvet answered with a silent shake of her head as she hid behind her.
"And do you want to be here with him?"
She shook her head faster this time.
"She's fucking lying!" He exclaimed
The woman cracked her knuckles and punched him again this time knocking him to the floor.
"Stay behind me." The woman told Velvet before grabbing the man by his shirt and pulling him to his feet, "Stay the fuck away from this club or I'll make sure your own mother won't recognize you."
"Fine. She was a pity fuck anyways. Filthy sluts." He spat before leaving with his tail tucked between his legs.
Velvet tried to collect herself and wiped the tears from her eyes. The woman stepped a bit closer and offered her hand to her, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah…" She responded as she was helped to her feet, "Who are you?"
"Coco. And what's your name little bunny?"
This time it hit differently, it was warmer, kinder, and made her blush just a little bit, "Velvet…" she responded.
"Now Velvet, did you come here alone?"
Velvet quietly nodded looking dejectedly off to the ground.
Coco sighed, and began to lecture the girl, "That was stupid. Listen creeps like him are scum, but you can't go to a place like this by yourself! Especially as a bunny faunus"
She just stared for a moment mouth agape, not expecting a sudden scolding, "What's that supposed to mean!?"
"I'm just saying those kinds of creeps really like certain faunus. Bunny is one of their favourites. I don't agree with it, but it's a reality. I…" Coco sighed, now wasn't the time for this, "Listen this is a fun place, but it's dangerous, you have to treat it with respect."
"My friend told me that… It was stupid coming here… I… I was just curious and I had to go…" She responded tearing up again and feeling the bruise forming on the back of her head.
Coco gently took her other hand, "It's okay, just please be more careful. Did you hurt your head?"
"It's fine, just a little bruise from when he pushed me into the pillar…"
Coco felt the back of her head and felt a large bump, "You should go home and put some ice on this."
She held Coco's hand and looked up into her eyes, she was beautiful, strong, commanding, and most of all kind. Exactly the kind of dom Velvet had been daydreaming about, "Well… Uh… It's still early… And I haven't really seen what this place has to offer…"
Coco smiled and slipped a finger into the ring on Velvet's collar, slower, more gentle, and much more appreciated than when the predator had done it. "Well, aren't you a curious little bunny?" She pulled her closer and gave her a quick kiss, much less than either of them wanted, "But, you should get home and put some ice on that bruise. I'm planning on being here at 8 on Wednesday, if the saviour filter hasn't faltered by then, why don't you and your friend come on by and you and I can satiate some of that curiosity. We'll even watch over your friend until they can find a safe partner before we have our own fun."
"Fine…" She responded taking a heavy breath, "Wednesday at 8 sounds great…" she replied lightly tilting her head to the side with a smile that warmed up the room.
"Great. Now let's get you home."
Velvet was lightly pulled by her collar across the main room and was brought back through the lobby. Though as they passed through the doors they were stopped by the bouncer, he looked at Velvet, "Are you wanting to go with this woman?" He asked gesturing at Coco
Velvet laughed, comparing being asked this now as opposed to when she was asked earlier, "Yes. I really do, but she's only calling me a cab"
The bouncer smiled, rolled his eyes, and let them pass. As much as his job was protecting the patrons inside the venue, he also took pride in doing his best to protect them on the way out. A simple question is often enough intervention to save someone.
The attendant was already at the desk when they arrived, and smiled when she recognized Velvet. "Well that was quick, guess you found your fun for the night," she commented before disappearing into the back to get her purse.
"And what's your name?" She asked Coco while producing Velvet's belongings.
"Oh, I'm coming right back in, I just needed to make sure this bunny got home safe."
Velvet tensed up slightly when she heard that, she kind of hoped Coco was going to hold off until Wednesday, just for her.
"Don't worry there little bunny, Wednesday will be all yours no matter what happens tonight. I keep my dates, I'm just looking for a good way to end the night."
"Why don't you come with me then?"
"Because you're injured, and right now I'm your shining knight, if I'm going to be spending the night it'll be when you're of sound mind and body."
"Ugh fine. You and Blake are so stubborn." Velvet huffed before she let herself be taken streetside.
Coco hailed a cab, and gave Velvet a quick kiss on the cheek, "Wednesday at 8, don't forget."
"I won't. I'll be counting down the minutes." She replied holding on a moment just to look into her eyes just a little bit longer, before getting into the cab and heading home.
After a short ride, Velvet had made it home safe and sound. She slipped off her heels once she got into her apartment and put an ice pack on her head.
"Man that was stupid, but I suppose I did have some fun…" She thought to herself, before she realized, a club scene with a knight in shining armour was exactly what her current commission was missing.
She wrote late into the night copying down a very similar experience to what had happened that night, though changing the names and places to match the setting. It felt a little out of character for the chosen characters, but she felt the scene fit well enough for it to work. Though she edited it so it didn't end with a short kiss and an ice pack. Instead, the savoiur bound the girl's hands behind her back before pressing her into the pillar, forcing her cheek against the metal support, while kissing her neck and gently groping her breast…
Velvet bit her thumb, she couldn't write right now… Not with images of her and Coco racing through her head, how that night could've ended… How she could've been taken right then and there in the club on full display. She pushed her chair back away from her computer, slipped off her typing gloves, and slipped a couple digits into her dress. She leaned far back, eyes closed imagining Coco taking her. Her back slightly arched as she practiced hand hit exactly where she liked it. Waves of pleasure radiated from her core and washed through the rest of her body, causing her to clench her toes, and let out an audible moan. Her opposite hand had a death grip on the arm of her chair as she pumped her fingers faster. The images in her head progressed the written scene further, as Coco spun her around, pushed her into the pillar, pressed her knee into her sex, and continued her assault on her neck. She moaned loudly and unabashedly in the middle of the club as she ground her hips against Coco's knee.
"Hush little bunny your cries will attract more predators, and I want you all for myself," Coco whispered before grasping her collar and pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. At the same time, she drew her knee back causing Velvet to almost fall to the floor now that her legs felt like jelly, but Coco held her in place with her collar long enough to get her feet back under her. She pulled up the hem of her skirt, placing her hand on Velvet's panties.
"You're drenched. Such a horny little bunny. Maybe I should take such a willing prey home." Coco teased directly into Velvet's ear, driving her wild.
"Take me… Please… I need it…" She begged eyes closed actually saying the words out loud in her apartment.
"As you wish," Coco said with a smile while she slipped her fingers into Velvet's panties and matched the rhythm Velvet had worked up in the real world. Dream Velvet squirmed against the pillar unable to aid this endeavor with her hands tied behind her back. She was puddy in Coco's hands and she loved it. Her knees pressed together as she was close to climax, however, Coco wasn't ready to stop yet, "You're not allowed to cum until I say so." She whispered.
Velvet protested, but any words were swallowed by moans as she was being crushed under the waves of pleasure. Coco let her squirm, moaning like she was a bitch in heat, putting a show on for the patrons nearby. Though she eventually felt her little bunny had entertained enough, "Now little bunny. Cum." she ordered. Both Velvets tensed up and cried out Coco's name as they came, however, while dream Velvet was held by Coco, real Velvet lurched back and knocked over her office chair, crashing to the ground.
"Ow…." She barely whispered with barely a breath left in her. She laid back and just sat there for a while attempting to bask in the afterglow. Which was made hard by her throbbing head and with how cold the ground was. Minutes passed, and she finally decided to get up. She undressed, showered, and copied down a quick and dirty transcription of her fantasy into her current document.
"Wednesday can't come soon enough." She said as she climbed into bed and passed out.