Tonight, I was wearing a sexy leather halter and a matching skirt that Sir had given me after we had showered together. I’d been surprised by his request, but when he insisted on washing my hair and my body, I hadn’t been able to come up with an excuse. And while he had finished in the shower, I had gotten out and Master had dressed me.
Needless to say, it was a side of them I’d never seen before. One that I happened to be quite fond of. Sure, they’d always been attentive, but tonight they had paid particular attention to taking care of me.
Rather than boots like last time, they had instructed me to leave my shoes at the front desk, which I did without question. It wasn’t until we got inside that I realized none of the submissives were wearing shoes. I figured it had to be some sort of theme.
While Master and Sir talked to people they knew, I followed behind them, the leash dangling from Master’s hand. People were looking my way and I wasn’t sure why. I figured it was likely due to the fact that I was collared by the two sexiest Doms in the place.
At least that was my reasoning. Truth was, I wasn’t worried about why they were looking at me. I was here for Master and Sir and that was all. Their rule for tonight had been simple: obey. It was all encompassing, but hey, I was up for a challenge.
As we made our way across the floor, I stopped when they stopped. It wasn’t until I heard a familiar voice that I peeked between them to see Kristen with her submissive. I was about to call out to her when I remembered the protocol. Here at the club, she wasn’t my friend. She was a Domme and it would’ve been disrespectful to her, as well as to my masters, for me to react to her like that.
They spoke to her for a few minutes, then separated and moved me between them.
“Luci, say hello to your friend,” Sir instructed, placing his hand on the back of my neck.
“Hi.” It was hard, but I held back my excitement.
“Well, aren’t you looking lovely?” Kristen eyed my collar. I could see a hint of concern mixed with a genuine amount of happiness.
Yeah. We probably had some things to talk about. The last time we’d chatted had been the night Sir came over to punish me. I’d texted her to tell her that things were fine and that I wanted to see her, but we hadn’t had time to schedule anything. Now that she saw the collar, I was sure we’d be making that time really soon.
I wanted to squeal, but I kept myself in check.
Master pressed his lips against the side of my head. “Very good girl.”
His praise made my body hum.
“Will we be seeing you scene later?” Kristen asked, her question directed at Master and Sir.
“We’ll be in the dungeon tonight,” Sir informed her.
Kristen’s eyes met mine. “I look forward to watching.”
I offered her a smile but remained where I was. When Master and Sir began moving again, I walked with them.
“Master Ramsey,” Sir greeted, holding out his hand and shaking the Hollywood Dom’s hand.
Unlike last time and my impolite reaction, I kept my eyes down, my focus on Master and Sir. I was bound and determined I was not going to let them down tonight. The fact that I was wearing their collar meant something to me and I wanted to make them proud. Perhaps I wasn’t the most experienced submissive out there, but I knew what my masters expected of me.
“Glad to see you could come out tonight,” Master Ramsey said. “I see you’ve got…”
When he paused, I looked up and noticed he was eyeing my collar.
His smile widened and he held out his hand to Master, then Sir, shaking with them. “Congratulations.”
Apparently collaring a submissive was quite the reason to celebrate.
“I can’t necessarily say I’m surprised,” Master Ramsey joked. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you with a submissive. I’m happy to see one has finally captured you both.”
I think it was the other way around, but I wasn’t about to argue. The fact that I belonged to them, and them to me, wasn’t something I was going to dispute.
“Have a good night,” Master Ramsey concluded, then moved on to talk to someone else.
Master and Sir led me toward the stairs, stopping a couple more times to talk. By the time we were heading down the stairs, I was trembling with anxiety. I had no idea what they had planned for me tonight, but I was eager to find out.
When we reached the bottom floor, I realized there was a crowd gathered in the far corner. Master led me over there, with Sir not far behind. People seemed to move out of the way as Master strolled toward the front.
