Page 41 of Forever His Brat

Charlie wasn’t fooled. She snorted. “And maybe get spanked for going without Nick?”

“Well, that too. Or just getting to feel smug because I got away with something. He’s hard to slip things by sometimes so it feels like a real accomplishment.” Katie giggled.

Some of that appealed to her. She’d be lying to herself if she pretended she wasn’t enjoying the sneaking around. But her worries about getting caught by Sam had shifted. Now she was starting to worry about the club environment.

Was it really as safe as Katie, who had never even been there, seemed to think? Would they make her call every Dom type by a title? She wasn’t comfortable with that. Sam, and only Sam, was her Dom.

Katie was patient over lunch. She answered every question Charlie could think of and offered information that she hadn’t even thought to ask. It helped—some.

“But you haven’t even been there. How do you know what it’s like?”

Katie shrugged, taking a moment to fit in a few bites from her meal. Charlie did the same. So far there had been more talking than eating.

“I haven’t beenthere, but most clubs are pretty similar in the basics. There are different types, but I could tell from reading the website that this is a casual place. Normal rules. It will be fine.”

Charlie wasn’t convinced but she dropped it in favor of enjoying the meal. Afterwards they checked into the hotel. It was a nice place, and their room on the ninth floor had a fantastic view of the mountains.

Since the club didn’t open for hours and they had plenty of time to kill, they went down to the pool. Charlie loved swimming and hadn’t been near a pool in a couple of years, so she wasted no time in diving in.

She’d planned to do laps but when Katie joined her in the water that idea was soon abandoned. Katie had no interest in working out. She challenged Charlie to a race and when she lost, she turned it into a splash fight.

It was innocent, childlike fun and Charlie couldn’t remember laughing so hard in ages. She was glad they had the pool alone. It would have been embarrassing for other guests to see them playing like kids—but Katie didn’t seem to care who saw or what they thought so Charlie let it go and embraced the shenanigans.

Afterwards they relaxed in the hot tub. It felt like they’d been talking all day and Charlie just wasn’t used to it. After hours of chatting about everything under the sun, she just let her head fall back and zoned out in the hot water. Maybe Katie had finally run out of energy too because the quiet stretched out between them.

When the timer on the hot tub went off and the jets stopped bubbling, Charlie felt drained. “If we stay in here much longer, the only place I’m going to end up going tonight is bed.” Relaxed to the point of sleepiness she reluctantly climbed out and wrapped herself in a towel. “You coming?”

Katie groaned. “I guess you’re right.” She got up with a sigh and the two women headed back to the room to shower and get dressed.

They moved slowly, still sluggish, but there was no rush. A couple hours later they were presenting their IDs and entrance fees at the door to Knotty Endeavors.

“Have you ever been here before?” the girl at the door asked. She had beautiful blue hair and Charlie couldn’t help staring at the gradated shades.

Katie shook her head. “Nope, first time here. Anything special we need to know?”

As if reciting a lecture she’d memorized, the girl went through the list of rules quickly. “Genitals have to be covered by law. That means panties stay on unless you have a thong underneath. No sex. No penetration—” She paused, smirking. “No one will notice if you slip a finger in by accident. Just don’t make a big show of it. No alcohol or mood-altering substances on the premises and if you appear impaired you will be asked to leave. Clean the equipment after using it—there’s disinfectant and paper towels all over the place.”

She waited to make sure they’d gotten all of that and then went on, “Call out ‘red’ if you get into any trouble, or find a dungeon monitor. There are two, and they have yellow shirts and nametags. Consent needs to be clear before any play starts. Failure to follow any of these rules will lead to you being banned. Got it?”

After they agreed to follow all the rules, she passed them through to a small store space. There was a selection of implements and toys lining the walls on either side. Plenty were things Charlie would have liked to get a closer look at.

“That was… easier than I expected,” Charlie admitted as she paused to run her fingers over a deer-hide flogger.

“What you expected— a secret handshake, maybe a quiz?” Katie laughed and tugged Charlie along.

There was no doubt that the black painted door on the back wall was the entrance to the club. Even with it closed they could feel the heavy pounding beat of the music from the other side. When Katie pulled it open, Charlie realized how well it had been muffling the noise level.

She winced but didn’t resist as Katie tugged her through the doorway and into a large room with low lighting. The music was loud and punctuated by other sounds—exciting sounds of implements slapping against bare skin. Her first impression was one of controlled chaos.

She took a moment to acclimatize herself, turning slowly to take it all in.So, this is a BDSM club, she thought. It was seedier than she’d expected. The walls were painted black with red trim, but it was old paint and peeled in spots.

There was furniture scattered around the room, angled to make small conversation nooks. Most of it appeared to have been salvaged from thrift stores and yard sales. None of it matched.

“What do you think?” Katie asked, sounding excited and eager.

“Um, it’s… not really what I expected. From the club scenes I’ve read in stories I guess I was expecting…” She trailed off and shrugged. “Something fancier I guess?”

Her friend laughed. Even with the low lighting the amusement in her blue eyes was obvious. “If I had a million bucks, I’d make one of those fantasy club places too. It would be amazing—but this is reality. Most places run on dues, door fees, and whatever they can sell in the store. No billionaire members funding them.”

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