He took off his coat and hung it on the stand. Now he was only dressed in tight leather pants, his package clearly showing. It didn’t matter to me.
I was still dazed from what I saw. All of the women here were subs, just like me. They wore kinky clothes, latex, leather, or just straps, as they strode around, being commanded by their Doms. Some were having sex with multiple men. One danced in a cage, sticking out her tongue, being spanked while bent over. One got a beating to her nipples with a whip, quite harsh actually. Another was slathered in hot wax, screaming her lungs out.
“Are they okay, master?” I said, stuttering.
“Yes. They are here of their own will. Doms will never force their subs to do something they don’t want. Other Doms must always ask permission of the Dom as well, before they perform something on a sub that isn’t theirs. We may be beasts in the bedroom, but we value principles and safety.”
I nodded and took in a large breath before looking around again. My muscles felt strained and when I looked down, I saw I clenched Dominic’s hand so hard, it had turned pale. I was crushing his hand and he didn’t even flinch.
I looked up to see him smile cheekily. “I can handle a bit of pain,” he said.
It was so hot in here I felt the sweat drip down my back. I still had a coat on, but was afraid to take it off. Underneath, I barely wore any clothes.
I released his hand and blew some air into my heated face.
“Are you okay, Julie? Do you want to take your coat off? I know it’s rather sweaty in here,” Dom said.
His hand was already reaching for my shoulder. I sucked in some air and closed my eyes. I was dying in here, with this thick coat in the middle of a hot room packed with people. I wanted to get it off, but at the same time I was afraid people might look. How they might react to what I was wearing.
I shuddered when Dominic towered above me, keeping me against the wall, while he slowly slipped his hand inside my coat to make the buttons pop.
“Don’t be afraid. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone here is wearing these things, even raunchier than what I gave you. This is pretty obscure.”
I looked into his bright blue eyes and I could see he was honest with me, gauging my reaction to what he did.
“Plus, you’re way too beautiful to hide under there,” he added.
A flush rose to my cheeks as he winked at me. Dominic pushed the coat further open and slid his hands down my waist. He moved closer and pressed his chest against me. My heartbeat rose as he pushed me into the wall, his eyes locked onto mine. His lips moved closer and soon they were right on top of mine. He left gentle, feather like kisses on my lips, and then my chin, my jaw, and my neck, trailing all the way down to my shoulder. With slow, caressing fingers he dropped the coat off my arms, exposing me to the public.
But I didn’t care anymore. He touched me again and in such a loving way, I couldn’t resist. It was so tender and passionate, the way he draped his arms around me, tickling my skin with tiny pecks of his moist lips.
When he withdrew I looked down and could clearly see the big bulge in his pants. I swallowed, his smoldering eyes gazing deep into mine. “You see? It’s nothing to be afraid of. You look gorgeous. Nobody thinks it’s weird. Not here.” He stepped aside and let me ogle the room. Not a soul turned around to look at me in this kinky outfit. They were all busy watching the spectacle or playing a part in it.
It was actually very freeing. As if I didn’t matter whether I was in clothes or completely naked. Nobody would treat you differently. I was the same as them, part of the group, a sub, belonging to Dominic. We were all here with the same goal; to enjoy the night doing crazy, sexy stuff.
I shrugged. “Okay, I’m ready.”
Dominic’s lips curled up into a devious smile and he took my hand. Escorting me through the crowd, he brought me to a cage where a lady danced. She got poked from the side by her hungry Dom, while she made sultry moves to please her master.
We walked further to the other woman who had candle wax dripped all over her. It must’ve been painful, but at the same time it looked like a piece of art, the way the red wax covered her body with tiny droplets, like a rose petal showering.
“Beautiful,” Dominic whispered. “Don’t you think?”
I nodded and silently watched. Although I didn’t want to admit it, I enjoyed it. It seemed like a sexual fantasy come true. Only the Doms could touch their own subs, unless they gave permission to someone else. The couples put so much trust in one another and in the people that came to the party. I admired the fact that these people had so much respect they could keep their hands off the subs.