Page 71 of Possess

“Dani, slow down,” Allyson told her friend as she pulled her into the bathroom. Whoa! This was more like…she didn’t know what. Showers lined one wall; another held lockers. There were towels and robes by the showers and benches to sit on. And down beyond the showers were the lavatories.

“I’m so happy you came tonight. Why didn’t I know about it until I saw the guest list?”

“Sorry. It was a spur of the moment type of thing.”

“It’s okay.” Dani pulled her over to the lockers. “Let’s get you changed, and you can put everything in here.”

“How?” The door to the locker was shut.

“Oh sorry. Put your thumb on the display.” Allyson did and there was a series of three beeps and the door popped open. “When you close it, hold your thumb there again, and it will lock.”

“Wow.” This was super nice. Allyson picked up her bag and looked around.

“You can change in one of the bathroom stalls or in the shower.”

Allyson chose the shower, she pulled the curtain and started stripping. Dani kept talking as she changed clothes. When she came out, she was in a short black skirt with a midnight-blue halter-top and one-inch heels.

“Does this work?”

“You’re going to knock Zeke’s socks off.”

Warmed by Dani’s response, Allyson dropped her bag in the locker. “Thanks. I’m glad I had something suitable.” She shut the locker and, three beeps later, walked out of the ladies’ room with Dani. Zeke was waiting.

Dani glanced at Zeke, then grinned knowingly at Allyson. “I need to get back to work. See you inside. Later.”

Allyson couldn’t keep her eyes off of Zeke. Her breath caught in her throat. He was wearing a pair of black pants that rode low on his hips, no shirt, and black loafers. Her insides melted into a puddle of goo.

“This is for you.” His voice was husky. He placed a purple and white wristband on her.

“What is this for?”

“All club members wear these, it lets the Doms know the availability of the sub and their experience level. In this case, you’re taken and a novice.”

“Taken, am I?”

“You bet you are.” He snagged her around the waist and drew her to him. “A few more things before we go in. If you see black and yellow that’s a dungeon monitor.” He pointed to his wristband. “Remember, you’re going to see a lot of people you probably know in there.”

She repeated what she’d read in the NDA. “No talking outside the club about who’s in the club.”

“Right. Now I have to work from eight until ten, then midnight to two. So I’m going to put you in the green area. It’s where subs wait and talk.”

“Okay. Are there any rules about who I can talk to?” The play parties sometimes had very strict rules regarding protocol.

“You can talk to anyone; just remember the right form of address. Doms shouldn’t bother you at all.”

“All right.”

“Once I get off at ten, I’ll show you around.”

“I’ll be fine, Zeke.”

“Yes, you’re safe here.” He put his arm around her waist and guided her into the club.

The first thing Allyson noticed was the lighting: subtle, but also bright enough she could see everything. Then there was the music. It wasn’t so loud people couldn’t talk, yet enough in the background that it could still be heard.

“There’s a bar?” That surprised her.

“Water, juice, and soft drinks only. Max doesn’t permit alcohol unless it’s a special occasion.” Zeke led her farther into the club. There were people milling around. He guided her over to an area with a group of sofas where several women were sitting.

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