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Grinning, Andres followed behind his friends.He couldn’t wait to get downstairs.

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Rita

The Outlands was overwhelming in the best way.It wasn’t like what she imagined a kink club would be, but she already loved everything about it.She’d imagined sex clubs to be darker, with more enclosed spaces and… like, beds or something.Though she’d peeked into one of the theme rooms when the door had opened for a couple to enter, and there had been what looked like a leather chaise in there.

While there were corners of darkness around the room, most of the ‘play’ areas were well lit.When she thought about it for a moment, that made sense.People needed to see what they were doing.

And, man, were they doing some interesting things.

Her eyes were about to pop out of her head from everything she was seeing.Body parts, toys, props, spanking implements, a hundred kinds of erotic torture devices—it was mind-boggling.The array of people was also surprising.She’d been so worried about not fitting in because of what she was wearing, she hadn’t thought everyone would be dressed differently from everyone else.

Some people were almost naked, except for underwear and electrical tape over their nipples, and others were covered from head to toe in latex.And she did meanheadto toe, as in a hood and mask.

There were people dressed as animals—cats, puppies, and even one fox—and people dressed as babies or Littles.People dressed in regular clothing as if they were out for a regular date night, and others dressed in lingerie, corsets, or full-on Steampunk outfits.

She didn’t fit in, but she didn’t stand out because no one fit in.The group was too mixed for there to be a ‘fit in.’It was pretty reassuring in one way but made things harder in another…

“How do we tell who the Daddy Doms are?”she asked out loud in frustration, looking around.The white cuffs around her wrists, which they’d been given at the front desk when they checked in, told everyone she was there for Newbie Night, but they didn’t have that kind of system for anyone else.They really should.

While it was easier to tell who was a submissive and who was a Dominant, there was no way to know their kinks without talking to them, which was a daunting prospect.

Although she didn’t think she was supposed to approach anyone, anyway.

“No idea.”Eden didn’t look deterred by the idea.She appeared to be more excited than anything else.“Maybe once we find Eben, she can tell us.”

Eden’s friend Eben—Rita found it really weird that their names were spelled so similarly but pronounced so differently, ee-den versus eh-ben—had said she would meet them there.She was the reason they knew about Newbie Night.A long-time member, when Eden had contacted her about getting into the Outlands, she’d jumped at the chance to help them.

Or, as Eden said, get Eden back in the club.Eden had come with her ex-fiancé but hadn’t returned after their breakup.She didn’t talk much about him.Bree and Rita didn’t even know his real name, only knew him as SUHA—Stick-Up-His-Ass.

Rita tried to curb her impatience.Once she was more comfortable and realized more than one scene had someone wearing the white cuffs, she might try something.

“Oh, look, there’s a line of newbies over there.Do you think we could try that?”Bree pointed to one of the more open areas.A Dominatrix was standing in the center, next to a large wooden frame with hanging chains.A woman stood underneath, holding onto the chains, while the Domme flogged her.

Bree, Eden, and Rita watched as the Domme stopped, stepped forward, and put her hand on the submissive’s back where she was being flogged.The sub nodded and lowered her hands, stepping away.Turning, the Domme motioned to her next victim, an eager-looking man who took the first submissive’s place.Everyone in line was wearing white cuffs.

“That must be one of the hands-on demonstrations the email mentioned,” Eden said, her smile widening.“You guys should totally try being flogged.I love it.”

“Why not you?”Rita asked.

“I’ve already done it and don’t need to torture myself with a demonstration.”Eden shrugged, but her expression was wistful.“I don’t want a taste.I want an actual scene.Otherwise, it’s just a big tease.”

That made sense.

Bree and Rita looked at each other.From the eager anticipation in Bree’s eyes, she was seriously considering it, and so was Rita.Sure, it wouldn’t be a hot spanking from a Daddy Dom, but she’d gotten all dressed up and come out for Newbie Night.She didn’t want to leave without doing something, even if it was just a demonstration.

She’d never had a spanking from a Daddy Dom, didn’t think she’d even met a Daddy Dom, so she didn’t know if her fantasies would match up with the reality.Getting a little taste could be good, even if it wasn’t exactly what she’d fantasized about.

“This might be perfect for me,” Bree said hopefully, as though she could see Rita wasn’t one hundred percent on board.“Samuel can’t get mad if it’s a demonstration… especially with a Domme.”

Demo with a Domme.It sounded like home renovation.Now that was an HGTV show she would definitely watch.

Before Rita could agree, a large presence approached, causing the three of them to look up.Rita’s eyes widened.The man walking up to them was a dead ringer for Oscar Isaac.Dark hair that waved over his forehead, piercing dark eyes, not conventionally handsome but damn good looking, and oozing confidence and sex appeal from every pore.

And he was looking right at her.

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.

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