The Billionaire's Bet 2, A Hot Call(12)

“I want you to put it on.”

I swallowed back the lump in my throat and got goose bumps all over when I touched the material.

“Don’t worry, I’ve had it custom made especially for you.”

My eyes and fingers skidded across the material and I took it off the hook. I sized it up and indeed it would fit. But what was it for?

Dominic went ahead and grabbed some leather pants and thick boots. He looked at me when I peeked his way.

“Well, go on. Put it on. I’m not telling you twice, Julie.”

I did what he asked and took off all my clothes, then struggled to get into the outfit, but I managed eventually. I had particular trouble with the patch meant to go over the boobs, trying to lace it up to the rest of the latex. It was something capable of being ripped off. I could see why he found it a sexy set.

When I was done, I turned around and saw Dominic’s bare chest and tight fitting leather pants wrapped around his yummy package.

I fought the urge to rip it off him.

“Here, put this on too,” he said, after picking up something from the cabinet. It was a laced, golden mask with nice frills that would hide only my eyes. He grabbed a much bigger one for himself that would cover everything but his mouth. It was white with nifty black lines all across, making him look kind of scary.

He walked out the room and I followed him. My sky high heels were a trouble to get down the stairs with. By the time I was in the living room, Dominic had already grabbed our coats.

“Put this on too.”

“We’re going outside? Like this?” I yelped.

He frowned. “Yes. No complaining.”

Before I could answer he’d already hooked his arm around me and pulled me out of the door. I squeezed my legs together and grabbed my coat tight as we waited for the elevator to come down. I knew the guard there would be looking at us. We were all dressed up, though it was hidden behind a coat, but nobody would miss my red face.

Dominic guided us to the car and quickly shut the door behind me before hopping in himself. He ordered the driver to go and close the blinds.

“Where are we going, Dom?”

“It’s master, not Dom. This time, you can keep calling me master. We’re going to a place that’s very special to me. I’m showing you more of my world.”

“More … bondage stuff, master?”

He nodded. “You said I needed to trust you more, so now I’m showing you what I love to do on free days.”

Okay. Guess I’ll just have to trust him too.

I couldn’t help shiver in my seat.

“Is it too cold?” he asked.

I nodded and Dominic immediately pressed a button next to his seat. “Turn the heat up,” he said to the driver. It wasn’t long before the radiator was blasting. As if I wasn’t sweaty enough. Sweaty from stress and angst, yeah.

When we arrived Dominic helped me get out of the car, because I wasn’t used to the latex being strapped around me yet, I could barely move. We were at what seemed an abandoned warehouse. There wasn’t a soul around and the streets were littered with junk. Windows of the building were smashed and I couldn’t see a light anywhere.

I shuddered looking around, feeling vulnerable and naked.

“Come,” Dominic said and he pulled me inside.

“It’s in here?”

“Yes. Looks are often deceiving, you know.” It was cold and dark inside. We walked through the empty warehouse until we reached a door somewhere at the end. There was a staircase leading down and a broad door at the end of the hallway below.

He stopped right before the door. “Now … I have two simple rules you must obey in here. One is that you always listen to me, no matter what. Two is that you do not speak to strangers unless you have permission. You can only talk to me, do you understand?”

“Yes, master.”

Dominic held my hand and I squeezed it tight as we walked down and he opened the door.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

There was music and color, lights and people everywhere. And they were in suits. Dressed up for play. Toys lying around the room. Cages and bars and chains hanging from the ceiling. People dancing, naked. Some were in a spanking session. Others were just having plain sex.

My eyes widened and I gasped, wondering what the hell I’d landed into.

“This is the play party. I regularly attended it.”

“These people …” I muttered. “They’re all here to …?”

“Play. With each other as well as others. Mostly for show and for fun.”

He took me through the room and positioned me against a wall. “Look around, Julie. Take in what you see and enjoy. I won’t force you to go anywhere nor will I ask you to do anything. Just see. Keep your eyes open. And if you’re ready, we can go see a show.”