Page 52 of Unbound

A room was designed like outer space where you could role play in an alien scenario.

There were costumes for the guests or costumes for cast members employed by the club that could create scenarios. Sex with a werewolf, sex with a sexy vampire, whatever scenario youwanted, they would try to make it happen for you. I saw a room with racks and racks of costumes.

Tours would happen throughout the evening, first for the press, and then for invited VIP guests. A theater production would be put on afterwards with a cocktail party and then some of the rooms would be open to whomever might want to partake.

“This tour is for you, but the next rounds will have staff posing and role-playing in these rooms during the tour for effect. Tommy asked that we leave that out of this tour. Some people like to watch, some to be watched. We cater to those who want to be a submissive, those who want to be dominant. We offer training courses for potential Doms and subs alike. We have shows. We have parties. You can hire someone to fuck you. You can apply to do the fucking. You can simply watch. We cater to all fetishes. This is another toy room.” He opened a door.

“What’s that?” Tessa asked me, pointing at a Sybian. I only knew what it was due to my bit of research around BDSM when Tommy and I got back from Mexico.

Kate started to answer, “You sit on it and…”

“Never mind,” Tess interrupted, round-eyed. She’d figured it out.

“That’s a Sybian and that’s the flogging area. You can be flogged or watch someone be flogged. You can even ride the Sybian while swings are lowered around you with others on them,” Ben explained.

The tour went on and Tess was quiet but wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. She was having trouble hiding her reactions, but I couldn’t read whether she was embarrassed, intrigued, or just trying very hard to not show what she was thinking.

The place was set up as the ultimate fantasy place. You could describe your fantasy to a fantasy planner to find out what might be possible. And it probably would be!

I was kind of wishing we’d seen the tour with the actors, but I got how that’d be weird to see with Tommy’s sister in tow. Still… I felt a little bit of a whoosh of dampness between my thighs at one point and squeezed his hand, making his eyes hit mine and some sort of promise twinkled deep in there. I returned the look with my version of the same. I didn’t know if my eyes twinkled or not too, but judging by his reaction, I think I got my point across.

As our tour ended, Ben and Olive excused themselves and left us to go walk through the next group, which consisted of the others in the group of investors accompanied by dates.

Myself, Tommy, Tess, Dex, Nino, and Will, plus John and Kate were in a large but very classy bar area where waiters circulated with champagne and fancy nibbles. The room began to fill with others as groups who’d gotten their tours trickled in. Cocktail hour would be followed by the theater production, followed by more cocktails before we’d leave. Others would stay for festivities, but we were definitely not staying for that part.

Tommy assured me we’d leave as early as possible, though we’d see the show and it’d be risqué. I’d told Tess that day about the show I’d seen here last time and figured it’d be along those same lines. Where Tess and I would typically giggle through an uber-sexy description of an event, she was quiet and stoic as I awkwardly explained.

A waiter moved to us, clearly knowing who we were as the others were given champagne and I was given a virgin Bellini.

Tommy was at my side, his arm protectively over the back of my chair, and to some he might seem casual. To me, I could see that he was alert, actively watching our surroundings. Hepositioned himself in a way that protected me and allowed him to see both exits in this bar.

Tessa sat beside me and she finished her glass before any of us had barely made a dent in our beverages. She looked a bit flipped out. It was a lot to take. Sex club opening where she might see the guy she had to be having nightmares about.

Nino and John Lewis were keeping the conversation going. Nino was good at it, too. He kept things moving so that anyone with eyes on us would see us as behaving no differently than the other groups that were in the room, not as if we were watching for a specific person and not that our group contained armed bodyguards. Katie was charming and flirty with everyone and kept engaging me in conversation about my pregnancy, regaling me with stories of her five pregnancies, one being twins.

She looked amazing for having pushed six humans out so I joked I hoped I could keep my shape after one baby.

After Ben and Olive escorted in the second group of investors, John Lewis and Katie joined them at another table and ordered drinks. Although I got the impression that Katie would’ve preferred to sit with us, I’d seen Tommy and John exchange pointed looks so had the feeling things were choreographed a certain way.

The room filled with more and more people as tour groups entered and well into our second drink, close to when we were to attend the theater show, I felt Tommy straighten. I looked at him and saw his eyes aimed at the door. Tessa got up from her chair and said, “I need the ladies room. Tia?”

“Wait,” Tommy said, his eyes not leaving the door. I glanced in that direction and saw Leo Denarda moving into the room with a very pretty blonde on his arm.

His eyes moved in our direction and he snickered as his eyes hit Tommy and then purposefully moved to Tommy’s sister. Leo’s eyes traveled the length of Tessa’s body and he licked hislips in an oily and perverted way. Tessa saw him and her body locked tight. She glared. He jerked his chin casually at her and then his expression made my skin crawl.

Tommy’s demeanor would seem cold but impassive to anyone around, but I could feel the energy in the room change, to a level I could only think of as “Danger.”

Other than his eyes looking hard and stone cold, the rest of him was completely still. He took a sip of his drink and put it down and he stared at Leo Denarda.

Tessa stared at Leo as if he was something she’d wiped off her shoe and then leaned over and put her mouth to my ear and whispered, “Look at him, look right at his crotch, and then laugh.”

I didn’t feel good about it, because I didn’t want to do anything to antagonize this situation but I did what Tess had asked. She bumped my shoulder with hers and then Tommy said, “G’head. Dex? Show the girls to the ladies’ room. Staff bathroom, to the right of the bar.”

I kissed Tommy’s jaw and he squeezed my hand but his eyes never left where Leo stood with his date, getting served champagne. His lip was curling just a little and then his face transformed. He gave Leo the heart-stoppingly gorgeous Ice Cream Parlor Hottie smile and my heart skipped a beat.

He was going to kill that guy. Murder. Cold blood. Lots of blood.

My heartbeat was in my ears and I felt a little light-headed. I moved behind Tess, who’d grabbed my hand, Dex behind me, and he steered us toward the employee’s ladies’ room, which was not far away from our table. I suspected that this was intentional so that we wouldn’t have to pass Leo.

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