Going Deep (2 page)

“Name?”

“Mine or the
person I’m meeting?”

“Yours. I’ll see
if you’re on the list and if you are, I’ll notify your party that you’re here.”

“Oh, okay. Jason
Holder.” He relaxed a little when the guy didn’t react. This didn’t look like
the kind of place he’d want his name linked to in tomorrow’s gossip column.

“Wait here, Mr.
Holder. I’ll check the list.” The guy disappeared behind the door so fast Jason
didn’t get a glimpse inside. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he paced a few
steps then returned to his spot in front of the door. He’d completed the
circuit several times by the time the guard came back. He held the door open,
indicating with the sweep of his arm for Jason to go inside. “Enjoy your
evening.”

Jason turned to
thank him only to find the door shut. He stood in a small, dark vestibule, big
enough for maybe four people, if they stood close together.
Now what
? It
took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dim lighting then he noticed a sign
on the door in front of him.

Non-members must be accompanied by a member beyond this
point
.

Okay
. He
guessed that meant he’d have to wait for Todd to show. But he had no idea whether
Todd was already inside, or if he had yet to arrive. Jason checked his watch.
Five after nine. He listened for music, anything to indicate what kind of club lay
on the other side, but not a sound penetrated his little cocoon. He was just
about to leave when the inside door swung open, and loud, pulsing music filled
the room. Todd stepped inside, closing the door behind him, sealing them both
inside the quiet vestibule.

Man, that’s
some excellent soundproofing
. Jason eyed Todd’s outfit and smirked. “Leather?”

Todd smiled. “Yeah.
It’s not my favorite, but my sub likes it, so I wear it to please her.”

“Your sub?”

“Brooke,” he
confirmed. “I’ll introduce you later. First, I hope you were serious this
morning about wanting to do kinky things to a willing woman.”

“Uh, yeah, I
was. I think.” A bad feeling churned in his gut. What the hell had Todd gotten
him into?

“Good, then let
me be the first to welcome you to The Dungeon. If you really want to try the
things you’ve been thinking about, this is the place you need to be.”

His gut twisted
tighter. “Dungeon?”

“Yep. You’ve
never been to one before?”

“No. I kind of
knew they existed, but this is my first.”
And hopefully, my last
. He
should thank him for the invitation then get the hell out, but as much as the
idea of going into the dungeon scared him, it excited him, too. Maybe he’d just
look around, see what it was all about. How bad could it be? Todd was here, and
he was a normal sort of guy.

“A dungeon
virgin.” Todd smiled. “Nothing to worry about. After our talk, I thought you
might be interested. I’ve been a member here for about ten years. Everyone
inside is into the BDSM scene to one degree or another. I’ll warn you, there
are things in here that will make that book of Stacey’s sound like a kid’s
bedtime story. If anything bothers you, you’re free to leave at any time. We
just ask you keep what you see here to yourself.”

Just thinking
about the kind of things behind the door made his cock hard. He wasn’t going to
leave. He wanted this, wanted to see what he’d only dreamed of. He wished he’d
worn trousers instead of jeans, that left no doubt about his state of arousal.

 “People don’t
know who you are?” he asked before his big brain shut down completely.

“Hell, yes, they
know, but we don’t discuss our outside life. In here, I’m Master or Sir. If you
join, you have to sign a confidentiality agreement. It probably wouldn’t stand
up in court, but most people don’t want the rest of the world to know about
this side of their personality, so they won’t talk. You’ll probably see other
people you know. Maybe not tonight, but eventually. Just keep it to yourself.”

“I can do that
.”
Good Lord, wouldn’t the media be in a frenzy if they found out
.

“Okay. Let’s go,
then. It gets loud sometimes, so save your questions. I’ll answer them when we’re
done with the tour.”

Jason followed
Todd’s leather-clad ass into the club. The walls of the reception area were
deep red and adorned with canvases he figured might have been painted by zoo inhabitants
but could have been famous pieces for all he knew about art. A grouping of
comfortable looking leather furniture occupied the center of the room, and a
raised black granite desk blocked a darkened portal that presumably led to the
club. The place was clean and neat and, despite being unconventional, had an
unexpected aura of wealth and good taste. Not at all what he’d expected. Hard
rock music blasted somewhere in the back of the establishment, but out here was
bearable.

Todd spoke to
the Goth girl seated at the desk. “He’s with me, Janette.”

Janette waved
them on with a smile on her pierced black lips. Jason glanced around Todd’s
tall frame at the long hallway lined with open doorways. A few were covered
with heavy velvet curtains matching the black and red paint scheme on the
walls.

“These rooms are
available on a first-come, first-served basis,” Todd said. “If the door is
open, you’re free to watch what’s going on. No touching, no interfering, no
commenting on the scene. If the curtain is closed, respect the privacy of the
people inside.”

They stopped in
front of the first un-curtained room. Todd stepped to the side, and Jason
peered inside. A woman lay naked, strapped spread-eagle to a medieval looking
table in the center of the room. A man dressed in leather and chains held a
lighted candle above her, allowing the hot wax to drip and run in streaks over her
breasts. She moaned when it touched her skin.
Damn. She’s aroused by the
pain
. His cock stirred.

Todd tugged on
his sleeve, yanking him out of his thoughts and down the hallway to the next
open doorway. Jason cringed at the man shackled to giant wooden X, while a
woman in black leather called him names and slapped his junk with a riding
crop. Jason shuddered. Todd laughed, and as they walked away, he leaned in to
be heard over the music. “Not my style either. But hey, whatever gets your
rocks off, you know?”

Jason wasn’t
sure he agreed, but he wanted to see more. By the time they reached the social
area, Jason’s dick was in serious pain. He’d seen things he couldn’t imagine
anyone doing to another person, and plenty of things that sent his imagination into
overdrive.

 Todd led him to
a table in the back where a beautiful blonde sat alone. Her shoulder length
hair framed her face in soft waves. She stood when they approached, but instead
of a traditional greeting, she dropped her chin to her chest. Jason sucked in a
breath at the sight of her slim body clad in nothing more than a few scraps of
black lace and a pair of fuck-me-now shoes.

“Master,” she
said.

“This is the man
I told you about. You may speak to him.”

She turned
devastating blue eyes on him. Her crimson lips curved into a smile. “I’m
pleased to meet you. Any friend of my Master’s is a friend of mine.”

“Thank you,”
Jason said.

 Brooke returned
her chin to her chest.

“Sit down,
subbie.” He waved her back to her seat and took the one next to her. “Let’s
just talk.”

Jason took the
only other chair at the table. Todd’s arm snaked beneath the table, and it didn’t
take a genius to figure out where his hand was.

Chapter Two

“So, what do you
think?” Todd asked.

Brooke’s eyes
closed, and a soft moan spilled from her parted lips.

“Do you want to
see more?” Todd continued as though he didn’t have his hand in a woman’s panties
in a public place.

Hell yes!
He swallowed. “Yeah. I think I do.” “How do I, you know, find a woman to…?”

Todd chuckled. “How
do you find a woman who’ll let you do whatever you want to her?” He glanced at
Brooke, who squirmed in her chair, her head back, her eyes closed, her mouth
open. “Come for me. Come for Jason, subbie.”

 An orgasm
ripped through her. She gripped the edge of the table to steady herself as her
body jerked and spasmed in ecstasy. Jason almost came in his pants.

“That’s my girl,”
Todd said when her body quieted. He pulled his hand from beneath the table,
bringing his fingers to her lips. “Clean my hand, baby.”

She obediently
licked her juices off while they continued the conversation. Jason did his best
to listen, but his cock was threatening to burst out of his jeans, and he
couldn’t take his eyes off her pink tongue lapping Todd’s fingers.

“Don’t worry.
There are plenty of unattached women who come here looking for someone to take
care of them. If you’re interested.”

 There was
something here that called to a dark place inside him. If all these people had
thoughts and urges like his, maybe he wasn’t such a sick bastard after all.
“I’m interested.”

“I thought you
would be,” Todd said. “You’ll need to learn a few things first. There are some
good books on the subject of Domination/submission. I’ll recommend a few, but
the best way to learn is to participate. I’ll show you what you need to know,
mentor you, if you want.”

“Sure, that
sounds fine,” Jason said.

Brooke finished
cleaning Todd’s hand, and he thanked her with a kiss that had Jason reaching
for his fly.

“Good,” Todd
said. He stood, helping his sub to her feet. “Come on,” he said to Jason. “Let’s
get started.”

They led him
through several public rooms dotted with all manner of exotic and erotic
furniture, from spanking benches to elaborate metal riggings that Todd
explained were for suspension play.

“It’s a
weeknight, so the place isn’t that crowded. Come back on the weekend, and all
these will be in use.”

They stopped in
one room to observe a woman receiving a public spanking. Her Master whipped her
with a sinister looking leather strap.

“She’s broken
one of her Master’s rules. For whatever reason, he’s chosen to punish her in
public,” Todd explained.

 Jason couldn’t
take his eyes off the girl’s reddened ass, marveling at how gentle her Master
was with her, stroking and kissing the red welts, speaking with her in a low,
sensual tone while he administered her punishment. Between her legs, her pussy
glistened with evidence of her arousal.

Jason followed his
guides down yet another hallway. Darkened windows, evenly spaced between closed
and numbered doors, lined the red walls. Halfway down, they stopped in front of
one with a brass number nine on it.

“These rooms are
reserved in advance,” Todd said. He opened the door and ushered his sub in
first. Jason followed then Todd closed the door behind them. Brooke moved to
the center of the room and dropped to her knees, her chin tucked to her chest,
her legs splayed, and her hands, palms upward, on her thighs. Todd ignored her.
Jason couldn’t take his eyes off her.

“There aren’t
any locks on the doors. A safety measure, just in case emergency services are
needed,” Todd explained. “No one will enter unless invited, so no worries. The
window is a two-way mirror.” He pulled back the curtain Jason hadn’t noticed to
reveal a mirror. “If you want to invite people to watch, just open the curtain.
Keep it closed for privacy.”

Jason nodded. He
didn’t know if he liked the idea of an audience, but maybe…someday…with the
right woman.

 “As you can
see,” Todd continued, “The room is equipped for just about anything you could
want.”

Jason looked
around, swallowing hard. Various apparatus he’d seen in the public rooms filled
the space. The lighting was subtle, bathing the dark walls and a large platform
bed in cool tones. His heart pounded against his ribs, and his hands were
clammy, but despite it all, a calm settled over him. This was where he
belonged. These were his people. This was what he wanted with Stacey, and she’d
seen just enough of his desires to be scared away.

For weeks, he’d
harbored thoughts that scared him, too. Maybe he was too kinky, wanted to do
things a sane, healthy man shouldn’t. But now, he realized he wasn’t…

“You aren’t a
perv if you want to do some of the things you’ve seen here tonight,” Todd said,
as if he’d read Jason’s mind. “This is normal for a lot of folks. Most of
society doesn’t see it that way, so we try to keep it to ourselves. But once
you walk inside the door here, you’re considered normal.”

“How did you
know?”

“About you?”

Jason nodded.

“Because when I
was your age, I was in exactly the same place you are. A friend showed me the
way, and I’ve been happy ever since. I’ve had plenty of subs, but Brooke has
been with me now for over a year. We’re thinking of taking our relationship
outside the club, becoming a couple in public. Maybe even making this a
permanent arrangement.”

“People do that?”
He hadn’t considered the possibility that a real relationship could develop
from a place like this.

Todd shrugged. “A
few. We wouldn’t be the first.”

“You’re
exclusive? You don’t mess around?”

“If you’re
asking if I do this in every city we go to, the answer is no, I don’t. There
are clubs everywhere, and I’ve been to a few, but I’ve always played here. If
you’re asking if we take on other partners, the answer is sometimes. We’ve
discussed our limitations, and abide by them.”

“I see.” No, he
didn’t see. Not at all. They were exclusive, but they took on other partners? Limitations?
Not that he wasn’t versed in multiple partners–he’d shared enough women with
his brother to know what fun that could be. But in this setting? He and Jeff
had never discussed limitations with the women they shared. Clearly, Stacey had
limitations, and the idea of breaching them had sent her running.