Sofia’s pov
“Wanna visit a bdsm club?”
The question made me instantly glance up at Luca who was regarding me with one of his eyebrow arched. I sat up fully and folded my kegs beneath my weight on the cough which I had been coiconed in, texting back and forth with Kayla.
“There’s something like that?” I found myself asked and Luca let out a hum and a nod of his head.
“Oh yeah, bunny. There sure is.” He responded and a then I nodded my head eagerly.
“Oh cool! Let’s go there then.”
Luca chuckled a little and responded with an ‘okay, bunny’ before returning back to his phone. The television was playing in the background but neither of us were watching it, being on our various phones instead.
Feeling curious, I decided to prod for me informations.
“What’s a bdsm club like?” I asked, and when Luca regarded me with his eyebrow arched once again, along with the tug of a knowing smile at the side of my lips, I couldn’t help my eyeroll.
“Curious?” He husked out and I instantly nodded my head in response, which prompted a laugh from Luca who sat up straighter.
“So, you know, it’s nothing like the clubs we’ve visited together. A bdsm club is quite different from that, infact, the scenes are starkly different from each other.” He began to speak, eyes darting around for a second as he spoke.
I leaned forward to ask. “Have you ever been to one before?”
“Oh, a bdsm club? Yes, I have. I attended a couple of times with James.” He explained and I let out a hum and a nod of my head.
“The bdsm club is where doms and subs come to, in order to have fun, to get entertained, to be yourself without judgment, to get more experiences in your different dynamics, amongst other things.” Luca explained and once he was done speaking, I slowly nodded my head while trying to understand all that he had just explained.
“So, if we’re going to the bdsm club together, you’re coming with me, as my sub.” He continued and I felt my breath stutter a little, right before a dusting of pink settled over my cheeks.
Luca arched his brow as he spoke. “Like the sound of that?” He asked and I slowly nodded my head, because there was no use denying it.
I enjoy being his sub tremendously. It was nothing but euphoric.
“You said you’ve gone to bdsm clubs before, have you gone with a sub before, like, your sub?” I asked after a few moments, because the thought of Luca having someone whom he cared for and respected like he does to me, has left a bitter thang behind in my mouth each time I found myself thinking about it.
“Are you asking me if I’ve ever had a sub before?” He asked and I bit at the inside of my cheeks, not feeling actually surprised that he had seen what I actually wanted to know through my question.
“Why? You jealous?” He drawled out and my mouth fell in disbelief, and then I spluttered.
Luca chuckled for a few moments before responding. “No, to your question and what you wanted to actually say. I’ve never had a sub, never taken a sub to a bdsm club before.” He explained and the breath that I hadn’t even realized I had been holding slowly eased out of my throat.
“Oh… okay, I was just curious is all.” I mumbled while feeling my cheeks grow hotter as the seconds slowly went by, because Luca was still staring at me, eyebrows arched knowingly while looking really smug.
He reached out and tugged me towards him with a grip on the back of my throat until only a little centimeter separated our faces and then he began to speak.
“You look cute when you get jealous.” He murmured, eyes gleaming and grin knowing and teasing as he spoke, and even though more color flooded my cheeks, I attempted to pull away while spluttering, but Luca closed the distance between us to kiss me till I went lax against his broad chest.
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I had updated Kayla about how my birthday night was the most amazing night I’ve ever had, both inside and outside the bedroom, but I refused to really go into details, knowing that it would be better to give her the full tea in person.
It’s two days after my birthday, and a day after Luca had asked me if I’d want to visit a bdsm club.
Despite my curiosity, I was undoubtedly nervous. Luca had reassured me that nothing was going to happen and that he’d be by my side the entire thing, which had helped in making me less nervous.
Luca got us outfits, along with some sort of face masks to conceal our identity, which is an extremely brilliant move.
My outfit consisted of black doll-like boots with a short corset dress that complimented my body so much, making me look like a bratz’s doll. Meanwhile, Luca was dressed in leather, it’s the first time I’d be seeing him in something like this, and it made my stomach curl with Lust as I looked him up and down.
The mask I had on had bunny ears, concealing the top part of my face, and when Luca stood behind me, with his mask still in his hand, it gave me the perfect image of what I’ve been trying to picture since I saw it online.
Brat and brat tamer.
“You look so damn sexy, bunny, I’m not sure I’d be able to concentrate on the scenes we’d get to watch tonight.” Luca murmured as he mouthed at the side of my neck, over the fading bruises.
“What scenes? Like the one we did that day?” I asked in curiosity and Luca hummed, mouth brushing the skin of my throat as he spoke.
“Yeah, but… more intense.”
“Oh.” I whispered, mewling a little when he began to suck on a faded hickey.
“Yup. Now, off we go, before I change my mind and choose to have you instead.”