Page 12 of Blinded
Bob beckoned them over, and Sandra and Ruby hurried to join the small group surrounding the switch, psychologist, and the club’s main bartender.
“One of the main reasons for founding this club was to educate people and give them an opportunity to play in a safe environment. Sadly, not a lot of you play on a regular basis. We’ve come up with an idea to expand your horizons,” Bob announced. “Tonight, we’re going to blind date Club Indigo style. I will match the available subs with the available doms.”
Sandra lifted an eyebrow at Ruby. What on earth? Ruby shrugged and then grinned. Even in middle school, her best friend had been the daring one. Not that Sandra was a wallflower, but she wasn’t as outgoing as her pierced and tattooed BFF. Trust Ruby to embrace such a daring game.
“First, I have colored bracelets for you to indicate your limits. I’ll explain the meanings in a minute. After you’ve decided, you’ll join one of the DM teams over there.” Bob pointed to Laura and James, Suzie and Connor, Paula and Jim, Derek and Sonja, and Chris, Kate and Yvonne. DM teams, since when are subs part of dungeon monitoring?
“The DMs will escort you to one of the rooms, and they’ll stay with you the entire time. Everyone will have two ‘dates’ in the same space. The DMs will be available to intervene or assist as necessary because the subs will be blindfolded and aren’t allowed to speak with the Dom they're paired with, except for safewords. Play will be limited to hands, fingers, and mouths. If you’re comfortable with giving or getting oral sex put on a red bracelet. Mild bondage with ropes or cuffs will be allowed if you collect a yellow bracelet. Last, if you're okay with getting spanked with a bare hand, you can get a blue bracelet. Show the DM your bracelets before going into the assigned room. You are not allowed to take off your blindfold. The Dom may decide to take it off during aftercare. If you remove it, play ends. Are there any questions?”
Peter raised his hand, and Bob nodded at him. “Can we indicate what gender we want to play with?”
“Good question. No, you can’t. The bracelets are the only limits you can put on the scene. This game is about broadening your horizons.”
Hmm, interesting. So, she might end up with a Domme. Sandra was positive she was straight and performing oral sex with a woman would be strange, but she loved giving head and receiving cunnilingus. Should she get a red bracelet or not? The chances of a woman were slim, most of the single dominants at the club were men, anyway. Bondage was great, so she would definitely get a yellow one, but what about blue? Spankings could be enjoyable, but they could hurt like hell, too. Definitely, Bob had come up with an interesting and exciting game.
“What do you think?” she whispered to Ruby, who looked excited.
“This is going to be so much fun.” Her friend practically beamed.
Sandra hoped it would.
“More questions?” Bob asked.
Julie bounced up and down. “Yes! How long are we going to play?”
Sandra had to grin. Almost a year ago a group of the women members had a spa day and Kate had said Julie reminded her of Tigger from Winnie the Pooh, a perfect description!
“We are going to have two rounds in a time frame of one hour each. There will be a fifteen-minute break between the sessions. Afterward, the bar will be open and you can negotiate more play if you want.”
Peter, the sole male submissive in their small group, looked dubiously at the bracelets. If Julie was Tigger, Peter resembled Eeyore, the gloomy, pessimistic gray donkey. The big guy looked like he was going to throw up any moment and Sandra felt sorry for him. It wasn’t easy to find a Dom, but it seemed like finding a Mistress was even harder. He’d had a crush on Kate for quite a while but could never meet her sadistic needs. Now, with Kate in a dedicated triad with her collared submissives, she was off the market. The only other Domme Sandra knew, Molly, favored female subs. Poor Peter!
"Of course," Bob continued, "You can choose not to participate in tonight's event. If so, you can either stay in the main room or go home. If you stay and don't want to play, don't put on any bracelets." All the subs, some more enthusiastic than others, moved forward to get their bracelets and Sandra chose a yellow one immediately. With a slight hesitation she picked up a red band as well and fingered a blue one before putting it back.
When all subs had chosen their bracelets, Bob turned them over to their DM teams and excused himself to get ready. With a shrug and a last glance at Ruby, who gave a thumbs-up, Sandra walked over to Jim and Paula.
“Are you ready, Sandra?” Jim asked.
“Yes, Sir.” She unclenched her fists.
“All right, follow us upstairs, please.” After climbing the stairs, Jim halted at the biggest upstairs room and pointed to a chair. “You can take off your clothes and leave them there.” He waited for her to undress and held out a blindfold. “Your first Top is waiting inside, so I’m going to put on the blindfold before we enter the room. After the scene, the Top will leave. If he or she allows you to take off the blindfold, I’ll refasten it before your second ‘date’ enters the room. Remember we’re close, watching and listening, if you say the word ‘red’ the scene ends and we step in.”
Sandra nodded.
“Sandra, I would like a verbal acknowledgment, please,” Jim said in a stern tone.
He might use the word ‘please,’ but it was a command as well as a reprimand and Sandra hurried to answer, “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir. You’ll be close by, and the safeword is ‘red.’”
His “good girl” had her glowing. What was it with those words inside the club? If a man called her a girl outside these walls, she’d rip him a new one. When a Dom said it, she felt as giddy and happy as the first time she’d used her doctor’s title.
After he tied the blindfold around her eyes, Jim opened the door to the room and led her inside. The linoleum floor was cold and smooth under her bare feet, and she took tentative steps even as Jim guided her. The texture under her bare feet changed, and she was puzzled.
“Kneel on the mat, subbie,” Jim said as he moved his hand from her arm to her shoulder.
That explained the feeling. It seemed like they had placed something like yoga mats on the floor. Sandra did as Jim ordered and settled in the standard submissive pose. Legs spread, hands on her legs with palms facing up. Who would be with her in the room?
“Beautifully done,” an unknown voice whispered, and Sandra startled as a hand landed on her head. The Top made a shushing sound and Sandra tried to relax. Not being able to see was disconcerting, but she was at Club Indigo and Jim and Paula would monitor her closely.
A strong hand grasped her wrist and fondled the red and yellow bracelet before lifting her hand, and firm lips caressed the inside of her palm with sensual movements. Oh my – heat pulled in her lower abdomen. Sandra gasped as the Top took her index finger in their mouth and swirled their tongue around the digit.
