First Encounter

Excerpt From: First Encounter

Julian Daniels had made his decision. Hidden behind a mask, his features blocked from view, he studied the ravishing brunette with a newfound intensity. He still couldn’t quite believe his eyes. No, that wasn’t correct. He believed what he saw as real. What he couldn’t figure out was why. What was she doing here of all places?

Maggie Malone, Julian’s business partner and friend of three years, wasn’t the type of woman he’d ever expected to find here. Shy and unassuming outside of work, Maggie was the quiet type who preferred to blend into the shadows than be in the limelight. What in the name of all that was good and sweet was she doing in a fetish club?

“Welcome to Club Exotica,” a man dressed in black from head to toe said as he stepped forward to address the group of would be submissives. “After extensive background checks and clean bills of health, the five of you have been selected to join our exclusive and private club.” He walked behind the row of four women and one man, all of whom appeared to nervously shift in their seats.

“As many of you know, our club caters to various tastes. From ménage to swinging to bondage and submission, our cliental are allowed to explore their sexual needs in a safe, non-judgmental environment. Since each of you have shown interest in becoming submissives, tonight each of you will meet your master and enter into a world many find distasteful and taboo. Some of you will decide the life of a submissive isn’t for you, others may very well discover exactly what’s been missing from their lives. Either way, your very existence is about to change in a way you never could have imagined. We hope you enjoy your stretch here at Club Exotica. Now it’s time to meet your new masters.”

The man in black turned towards the men waiting patiently to pick their new prey. Julian considered the four men who stood on either side of him. Frado was openly gay so there wasn’t any doubt which sub he would choose. Then there was Doug, or Master D as he was called at the club. Doug was an exclusive blonde hair, big boob man, which meant the peroxide-enhanced double D sitting on the end would more than likely be his choice.

Julian’s buddy Cain wasn’t a picky man when it came to looks. His philosophy ran more along the lines of what kind of fight the sub would put up. More than likely he’d choose the redhead with the long black fingernails who at the moment, held her head up high in an obvious attempt to appear that she wasn’t nervous. Yes, Cain would have fun taming the little spitfire. That only left Julian and Xavier to choose from the two brunettes. From what Julian had heard through the grapevine, Xavier was a bastard who would use electrodes and wired toys to torture his poor subs.

Julian eyed Xavier, following his gaze to where Maggie sat. His stomach dropped. Maggie was innocent, at least in the ways of bondage and submissions. No way could he allow Xavier to get his slimy hands on her. As hard as it would be for him to take on Maggie as a sub, better he initiate her to the taboo than some sadistic bastard who only thought about his own needs. The problem lay with choice order. To be fair, each Dom was assigned a number and each number was drawn from a hat. If Xavier’s number was pulled before Julian’s, he wouldn’t be able to save her from Xavier’s clutches.

“Number five,” the host called. Frado stepped forward and, just as Julian suspected, he lifted the leash held to the only man in the group of subs, claiming his new sub with a click of the clasp.

“Number three.” Doug was the next to step forward and lay claim. The blonde Julian had suspected Doug would choose almost seemed relieved when the lock clicked to the hook on her collar.

“Number four.” Julian swallowed hard as Cain stepped forward and surveyed the group. Much to his surprise, Cain shot Julian a cheeky grin and promptly stepped in front of Maggie. The click of the clasp making contact with her collar echoed in Julian’s ears even as both disappointment and relief washed through him. He hadn’t realised until that moment how much he wanted to be the man to show her all the naughty things her heart desired, yet there was sense of relief at knowing Xavier wouldn’t get his sadistic hands on her.

“Number one.” Obviously frustrated at Cain claiming his choice, Xavier stepped forward and frowned at the two remaining women. With a wicked click of the leash, he claimed the second brunette, leaving Julian with the redhead.

She absolutely wouldn’t have been his first choice, but rules were rules. He walked to where she sat and promptly claimed her.

“Now that you’ve all made your choices, training should start immediately. Gentlemen, please show your submissives to your designated rooms on the upper levels, for their initiations.”

Shortening his leash, Julian motioned for the redhead to follow, even though his heart wasn’t in it. On the way out the door, Cain caught him by the shoulder. “Get her settled in the room, and then meet me in the hallway. I want to talk to you.”