Rebound:Curvy Seduction Saga – Book One(22)

"Thank you, sir."

Such formality from such a big alpha man. I found it kind of sexy.

I inched my way past the guard and the door, pressing up as close to  Gray as I could. Three feet ahead, the room opened into a dark den of  Bacchus himself.

I could either stand there with my jaw hanging open or walk into the place like I owned it. That I knew how to do.

Yeah, I should totally just buy it, or a place like it. It's not like I  wanted to spend any more of my life with the boys and girls at the  country club.

"Have a seat in that leather chair right there and don't move from it.  I'll make the proper arrangements with the club to have you here and  find Foster." Gray motioned me to a small seating area with dark black  leather furniture. A love seat, a small couch, two club chairs formed an  open, but intimate grouping. There were several of them spread  throughout the space, all full. There were people milling about and I  didn't understand why these seats hadn't been taken.

Gray walked to another area nearby and spoke with a man sitting behind a counter, which gave me time to gawk.

To the left, near the edge of the room was a larger group of people.  They surrounded a man who looked like he was holding court, men and  women at his feet. He was made of cold steel with his silvery white hair  and emotionless face. A half-naked woman approached him, bowed and then  whispered in his ear. She indicated toward me. The club king glanced  over, looked me up and down. A shiver spasmed in my back.                       
       
           



       

"Holy hell." I was slightly opposed to following any directive from  Grayson, but anything was better than the icy grip of that man's eyes on  me.

With my best sashay, I sauntered across the floor to the area Gray had  indicated, trying not to stare at the hedonism going on around me.  Impossible. There were people in too many stages of undress and in the  process of playing games I could only wonder at. I felt a bit like  Rudolf not getting to join in any reindeer games.

I mean really, who would have thought there would be a whole wall where  the bottom half of real live men and women's bodies were shackled in  giant upside-down Vs of legs, ready and waiting to be used. Their top  halves were unseen, hidden in dark body-sized holes in the wall.

Oh, but not all. A few feet away were three women, only their heads sticking out. Past them was a pair of rather large breasts.

It was like a trophy wall for sex hunters.

These bodies were being fucked and sucked and fondled. I couldn't help  wondering if the people who were mounted were getting a punishment or a  reward.

The wall was the tame compared to what was happening just beyond it. I  shivered and rubbed my arms. A row of big wooden Xs were lined up on a  stage. Two were occupied. One by a man and the other by a woman. Both  naked.

I couldn't imagine wanting to be beat until I was bloody or have needles  stuck through my skin like they were. This was some scary shit.

I pulled my eyes back into my head and made it to the seating area. In  the center of the chairs, instead of a coffee table, was two small  padded benches. The padding on top was too curved to be a comfortable  seat, and no drink would balance there. I glanced around the room to  other groups.

About ten feet away I saw Jim. Yeah, that Jim. My occasional bodyguard.

Oh. Madre de Dios.

He had three women doubled over those benches, bare asses stuck up in  the air in varying shades of pink and red from the spankings he was  giving them. Each woman had someone else underneath them, faced buried  between their legs. One cried out, clearly orgasming.

I plopped down onto the closest couch before anyone got any ideas of my  bum being exposed to the room and spanked. It wasn't the pain I was  afraid of. There were a lot of things I wanted to experience but  worrying about how big my ass was compared to the other women here was  not one of them.

A waitress, wearing only a collar and delicate chain around her waist  came over and set a tray of bottled water on the empty space next to me.

"Thank you." I tried to smile at her, but she avoided my gaze, looking  only at the floor. Without a word or any acknowledgment of me, she  padded away. I wondered if her feet were cold.

I grabbed the water and sipped at it simply to have something to occupy  me while I waited for Grayson. I sure didn't want to admit that he'd  been a little bit right about the shock value of the club.

My heart bounced between my throat and my stomach. I'd thought I was  really pushing the edge to have three men living under my roof  specifically to sex me up. My mind went nowhere near the dark scenes  going on at The Asylum.

"Doing okay, Angel?" Gray came back and perched on the arm of the couch next to me.

"Yep. I'm great." What the hell was I thinking? This was not at all what  I imagined a sex club, even a BDSM club, would be like. I'd envisioned a  French boudoir vibe with sexy fun and games.

Gray stroked my hair. "Not all clubs are like this. The Asylum caters to the darker fetishes."

I almost asked why he was a member then.

Cono.

Because, this was what he was into.

I needed another drink of that water. I suddenly couldn't swallow.

"Is that why I was supposed to agree to some rules and sign a contract?" Now would be a good time to read those terms.

"Partly. All clubs have rules. Boundaries might get pushed, but even  here the safe word is sacred. I have no plans to let you play tonight,  so I skipped your orientation."

The word let bothered me, but in this environment, I was glad to have someone looking out for me.

"Still want to talk to Foster?"

"That's why we're here." Mostly.

He took my hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb. "Listen close,  Angel. I don't plan to let you out of my sight, but if for any reason  we get separated, you come straight back to my chair. No one will  approach you here without my permission."

I glanced around at the empty seats around me. "These are yours?"

He nodded. "Yes. All VIP members have their own play area in the club."

Another clue about Gray and his proclivities that I'd never been privy  to. That smarted and I'm afraid my voice came out a little snippy. "How  does one become a VIP member?"                       
       
           



       

Gray either didn't notice my attitude and irritation or he chose to  ignore it. He pulled me to my feet and stared down at my face. I waited  for him to move, to kiss me, or spank me, or drag my ass out of there  all together. Instead he cupped my cheek and said, "Experience."

Double gulp. Okay. I'd learned more about Gray in the past minute since  this whole sexcapade started than in the five years previous.

He pivoted my body so I stood in front of him and pointed me in the  direction of the large group of people and the club king. With his hand  on the small of my back, he pushed me forward and we walked across the  room. "You're going to see a lot of stuff in here that is probably far  beyond your dirty little mind."

I bit my lip and then decided that made me appear too much like a newbie. "Oh, come on. I've got a pretty active imagination."

"If at any point you want to leave, for any reason, simply say so." He was all business and bodyguard now.

When he went all protective like this it was best if I went along with whatever he directed me to do. "Okay."

Not once as we crossed the room did his hand leave my back. He was  proving his possession to the whole club with each of our steps. "This  part is important. If anyone asks, especially any men, if you are  available, you tell them no."

"But-" Were men actually going to approach me? I didn't want to do  anything with anyone except Gray. No way would I let him to leave me  alone in here.

He steered me around a group of men tying a woman up like a maypole. "I  should have made you agree before we came in. When we are in these four  walls, you are mine. No one else touches you. Fuck, I don't even want  them looking at you. If anyone thought for a second that you were  unclaimed and submissive, well, I'd have to kill them."

"But-" One of the maypoler dudes left the group and followed us. I was completely creeped out and moved in closer to Gray.

Gray gave the man one of his death ray stares which stopped him dead in his tracks allowing us to keep our forward momentum.

"No buts. Angel, say it, or we walk out of here right now."

Like I'd ever say anything else. "Okay."

"Good girl. Repeat after me: I belong to Gray."

"I belong to Gray." The tiniest of shivers rolled across my skin. I  thought the words would feel silly coming out of my mouth. They didn't.

He stopped and stared down at me. The claim had done something to him too. I saw it in the heat behind his eyes.