Andres
The newly renovated Outlands might have a different layout, but it stillfeltthe same.The smell of leather and sex.The cries and moans that filled the air.The general hum of anticipation and desire.
He soaked it all in for a long minute after walking through the door, just enjoying the feeling of being where he was supposed to be.It was like returning to his favorite vacation spot, except that he’d go back home at the end of the night.
“Wow.This is incredible.Look, you can watch what’s happening below you at the balconies.”Owen quickly strode forward, Andres and Marcus only a few steps behind him to see the newest addition.The Outlands used to be a bar and restaurant that turned into a dance club at night on the main floor, with the BDSM club on the floor below.Now, all of it had been taken over by the kink club, and there were large squares on the main floor where people could stand and look down at what was happening just below them.The squares were located over three distinct scening areas.
The bar was still there, and there were booths and tables set up around the main floor now.
“Is this room smaller?”Andres asked, frowning as he looked around.
“Aye, a bit.”Master Gavin, who owned the Outlands, appeared at Andres’ side.Wearing his trademark red plaid kilt and nothing else, the Dungeon Master looked the same as ever, other than the big smile on his face, splitting through his salt and pepper goatee.He had not been known for being a smiley guy.
“Good to see you.Welcome back.”
“Good to see you, too.”Andres held out his hand, clasping it, and each of the others greeted Gavin in turn.“So you made the room smaller?”He had to admit, he was a bit confused.
“Aye.Now we have private rooms at the back.”Gavin waved his hand, and Andres realized there were doors along the back wall he hadn’t noticed.His eyebrows rose.
“Private rooms?”Marcus asked, as intrigued as Andres.None of them were against a little exhibition, but the idea of having a choice was nice.
“Themed private rooms.I did some traveling before deciding on what my renovations were going to look like.There’s more downstairs, too.Up here, we have a medical play room, a pet playroom, and a littles playroom.”He winked at all of them, well aware of their preferences.“Downstairs is the water room, the office, and a schoolroom.I wish I had space for more, but we may change them up now and then.”
“That sounds like fun.”Owen grinned, his dimples popping out again and causing a passing subbie to stop in her tracks for a moment of visual appreciation before she moved on.“Now, I just need someone to play with.”
“It’s newbie night, so just make sure you check the cuffs before you ask someone to play.”The Dungeon Master grinned as all three of them groaned.“Play nicely.”Having issued the admonishment, he sauntered away.
There wasn’t anythingwrongwith newbies, exactly, but you never knew what you were actually getting with them.Some newbies thought they wanted something, only to find out that reality didn’t match up to their expectations.Some newbies were more like tourists, brought in by the media craze about kink and not actual interest.Some newbies thought they knew more than people with experience.
All in all, it tended to be easier to scene with people who had some experience or at the very least, had been through the introduction class.
Newbie Night was for anyone who was interested in getting a taste—if they liked it, they could sign up for the class afterward.Gavin said this way, they could get a handle on what it would be like before putting down money for the class or being scared away from signing up for the commitment of a class.They just had to sign up for the night, then they could decide whether to take the class.
Or be trained by an experienced partner if they happened to pick one up on Newbie Night, though that rarely happened.There were some Doms and subs who enjoyed initiating the inexperienced, but they also tended toward only wanting one night or one scene.
At least the Newbies wore special white cuffs that they received upon entering the club to signify who they were.
Turning back around to face one of the openings in the floor, Owen peeked downstairs.
“It looks a lot more crowded down there.Want to go check it out?”
“More crowded with newbies,” Marcus muttered, but he nodded.
Andres nodded as well.As he walked past the railing, he glanced down… and froze.
Curly black hair, short pink hair, and long blonde hair, all together, just like at his taco truck earlier.It couldn’t be… could it?
Blondie turned around just then, so he could see her face, and the anticipation fizzing through his blood ramped up.Yes.Yes, it was.The craziest random happenstance of all random happenstances.
Taco Bell would have been just as good.
His palm itched, fingers clenching in anticipation.His eyes dropped from her face down to her wrists.
White cuffs.
She was here for Newbie Night.
Perfect.All he had to do was talk her into letting him give her a taste of the punishment he’d wanted to visit upon her earlier in the day.