Page 73 of Controlling Natasha

I’m gripping Daddy’s hand so hard it must hurt as he checks us in at the front desk.He printed out my paperwork earlier in the day, scanned it, and sent it back so I wouldn’t have to stand in the reception area longer than necessary.

The woman who greets us is cheerful and introduces herself as Cindy.“Master Roman said to let him know when you arrived.I’ll pop him a text.He’s upstairs in his office.”

“Thank you,” Daddy says to her as he extricates his hand from mine and wraps his arm around me, pulling me close to his side.He kisses my temple.“Deep breaths, Little one.”

I try to breathe, but I’m in a panic.I don’t know what to expect.This is a BDSM club.There will be really kinky things happening inside.I know this because Daddy explained it to me over dinner, so I wouldn’t be shocked.

People will be in all stages of undress.There will be males and females, Doms and subs.Some will have collars.Some will be wearing leather.Some will crawl on their hands and knees.He told me about spanking benches, St.Andrew’s crosses, and suspension play.He taught me about floggers, whips, crops, and so many other things that my head is full.

The door leading to the club opens and a tall man with thick brown hair wearing a suit steps out.He smiles and holds out a hand to Daddy.“Jameson, good to see you.”Turning his attention to me, he says, “You must be Natasha.”

“Yes, Sir,” I whisper, clinging to Daddy.

“My name is Master Roman.I’m the owner of Surrender.I told Lucy, my Little, you would be coming tonight.She’s in the playroom.How about I take you there, and you can get to know some of the other Littles?”

I nod.My heart is racing, though.

When Master Roman opens the door he just came through and holds it wider, I panic.It’s dark in there.

Daddy bends down and picks me up, settling me on his hip to carry me into the club.While it makes me feel silly, I’m grateful.Once we’re in the main room, my eyes go wide.Even though Daddy told me what to expect, there was no way for me to grasp the enormity of it until now.

The room is large and crowded.It’s black with dim lighting.All kinds of people are playing on a variety of apparatus all over the room.

We pass through the room on one side and enter a hallway.That’s when I take a breath.A few moments later, we come to what must be the playroom.It’s filled with Littles.There are toys, dolls, games, art tables, beanbag chairs, and building blocks.The room itself is painted to look like an outdoor playground.The walls are sky blue with clouds on them.The carpet is green, like grass.The half wall we’re standing next to is really a fence.It’s a Little’s heaven.

A bubbly woman with dirty brown curls breaks apart from a group of Littles and skips toward us.She grabs Master Roman’s hand when she arrives.She’s wearing a pink dress with smocking across the chest.It barely reaches past her bottom like most of mine.Her socks are white with ruffles, her hair is in pigtails, and her shoes are pink flats.

Master Roman pulls her in front of him.“Lucy, this is Natasha.She’s new here.Would you mind showing her around?”

“Of course, Daddy.”

Mr.Hoffman lowers me to my feet.“I’ll be right here.Go play.Make new friends.”He pats my bottom.

I step around the entrance to the room.Daddy can watch me from the hallway.I look back at him.“You won’t move?”

“No, Little one.I’m rooted to this spot.Don’t you worry.”

Lucy takes my hand and lures me deeper into the room.“It’s so fun here.You’re going to love it.”She walks around the three sides, pointing out everything before stopping at a craft table.“Do you want to color?We can talk while we work on a masterpiece.”

I nod and take a seat next to her.

She pulls over a stack of coloring books.“Choose a picture and tear it out.”

I’m trembling as I open one of the color-by-number books.

“How long have you known that you’re Little?”she asks.

“Um, about a month, I guess.Maybe I just didn’t realize it before.”

She giggles.“That happens to a lot of us.I didn’t know I was Little until Roman took over my life and steered me in that direction.”

I smile at her.“That’s basically what happened.”

“These Daddy Doms are pushy like that.How did you meet Jameson?”

“I’m a student at the university, and I lost my apartment.One of my professors asked Mr.Hoffman if he would sponsor me.I think he claimed me the moment I walked into his house.”

She’s chuckling.“I get that.Master Roman did the same to me.He was a bit underhanded about it because he saw me here at the club.I had a free pass for five visits.He wanted me, so he manipulated me into being his.Moved me into his house and everything.I was working for him until I found out that it had really been a ruse to get me under his control.”

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