Sofia’s pov
As soon as Luca and I stepped into the interior of the club, I felt my breath catch in my throat. I tightened my hold on Luca’s hand as I stared at every corner at once, while trying to look at everywhere at once.
“We aren’t participating in anything today, okay? We’re just bringing spectators and nothing more, that’s all, so there’s no need for you to be nervous, okay?” He had reminded me in the car, on the drive here, right before he went on to remind me that we could leave whenever I wanted us to should I get uncomfortable or weirded out by the entire thing, and I had stored it at the front of my mind when we alighted the car.
But now that we were heading deeper and deeper into the club, walking past a lot of people who were dressed in something similar to what Luca had on, while who I’d assume were their subs, were seated by their feet, some discussing with themselves right there on the floor, while some were quiet, staring into space while their Don’s ran their fingers through their hair, and some when had their heads or entire weight leaning against their doms’ legs.
A few people had their subs in their laps as well. It was obvious that everyone was just doing what they’re comfortable doing, in their own ways, without worrying about being judged or being regarded as weird for wanting this.
From all that I’ve seen so far, I was the complete opposite of being uncomfortable or weirded out. The entire thing was so fascinating, and even though some honestly weirded me out – like, grown ups being dressed up and acting like little kids, and some people acting like they’re real life pets…
I like being called ‘bunny’ by Luca, but I don’t think I want to actually act like a real life bunny to him.
Apart from those, the rest of the things which I’ve seen so far, didn’t weird me out in any way. Instead, it left me feeling extremely intrigued,
Luca handed me a drink and took one for himself, pulling my attention back to his face just as he began to speak.
“Like What you see so far?” He murmured and I slowly nodded my head as I sipped on the pink sweetish alcohol in my cup.
“Yeah… some of them seem quite intriguing.” I murmured as I glanced around for a moment.
“Intriguing?” His voice was teasing as he drawled and I giggled a little while nodding my head in response.
“Yeah, intriguing.”
“That’s pleasing to hear. Perhaps we can do a scene together once we get home tonight, what do you think?”
A grin stretched out on my face as I instantly nodded my head. “Yeah, I think that’s fantastic.”
After the first official scene Luca and I had, he didn’t bring up having another one with me, and despite how much I wanted it, I was sure of how to ask for it, and so I discarded the thought. I had assumed that he hadn’t liked the scene enough, which had led him to decide to not hold any other scene with me ever again.
And tonight, moments ago, my self conclusion was proven wrong.
As Luca and I head over to the far end of the club, where it seems that a scene was about to take place at.
Excitement was always growing in me at the thought of witnessing an actual scene, and as I was about to sink into the seat beside Luca’s, he chose to tug me over his thighs instead, emitting a gasp out of me, which was quick to morph into a giggle as Luca’s hands settled over my thighs.
“Is this okay?” He asked and I nodded my head slowly, wiggling around a little on his thighs until I felt more comfortable.
I’d have felt weirded out doing this in a room where I’d the the only one standing out, but since it wasn’t the case right now, and my face was masked as well, I figured I had nothing to be wary about.
A girl who was sitting at the feet of the man who sat next to Luca locked eyes with mine and she looked extremely gorgeous and endearing right now, I couldn’t help the wave I threw her way. She glanced up at the man – her dom, whose hand settled on her head as he spoke.
“You can say hello.” He said, giving her all the permission she needed. As we interacted, I realized that she was Kayla 2. 0, named Ayra, who’s very enthusiastic and talkative until her dorm fondly reminded her to not overwhelm me with too much talk.
I was about to reassure her that I didn’t mind, but it was at that moment that the scene started, which diverted my train of focus almost immediately.
The spot where the scene was being carried out was light up, while the rest of the places where the crowd were seated at, were dimmed, making it hard for someone to make out another person properly in the crowd, except they were seated really close to one another.
The scene had me letting out a shocked gasp two minutes into it, not only because I was currently extremely scandalous to be watching something like this right now, but also because of how my body was currently reacting to it.
The scene was that of a brat and brat tamer, and the brat was completely bare, with her limbs restrained and her body strapped to some sort of table thingy- and the dom was using some sort of whip on her, but the brat didn’t shy away from it. She welcomed it, gasping and crying out euphorically at each strike before bratting again and again, goading the Dom into delivering more strokes until the brat was a whiny mess with pleas falling past her lips now that her Dom had his head InBetween her thighs.
I could feel my core clench and my blood trum with want as I watched the scene unfold before me, not caring if that made me weird or abnormal, although the feeling of Luca’s hard on beneath me prompted me into grinding atop it.
He didn’t say anything, or tried to stop me, which prompted me to continue, biting on my bottom lip to stop my harsh huff from pouring out.
Although, as soon as the hands on my thighs slowly slid upwards, beneath my dress, I felt my mouth run dry instantly.