AllFreeNovel
Share Us
It was strange, but listening to Katrina talk about things eased some of Grace’s fears. What she was seeking was normal in this place. No one would think it odd or crazy for her to be there looking for a Dom. In fact, it would be expected.
The second floor was a long hallway with a series of rooms. Each had a large window giving those in the hallway a front seat view to whatever was going on inside. She’d seen most of it before. These were the playrooms and whether her mind was ready or not, her body was. It had been almost two years since she’d felt the sting of a crop on her backside.
But was she ready for a man who wasn’t her husband to wield it? That was the question. A question she wasn’t sure she had the answer to.
After taking a look at each of the rooms and explaining how they handled the use and care of the toys, Katrina led Grace back to her office. “Do you still wish to join Serpent’s Kiss, Grace?”
She knew she could say no, walk out that door, and go on with her life as she had been, but she trusted her master. He knew better than anyone what she needed. “Yes. I still want to join.”
Katrina nodded. “Wait here. I’ll go get your membership card ready. You’ll need it to get into the club.”
The time passed slowly, even though Katrina was only gone for a few minutes. During that time Grace wondered how she was going to go about finding a new Dom. She’d been to clubs before, but never on her own.
“Here you are.”
The suddenness of Katrina’s reappearance startled Grace.
Katrina chuckled. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. Here is your membership card.”
“Thanks.” The card was a dark gray with a red S and a black K. She tucked it into her purse.
“The main door out front is always unlocked if the club is open, however, you’ll need to swipe it to get into the main lobby, and then again to enter the club. If you have any trouble, call me. I’m always here if the club’s open.”
Grace nodded.
“Before you go,” Katrina said, moving back to the other side of her desk, “I’ve been thinking. Given your situation, I’d like to assign you a protector.”
“A protector?”
“Yes. One of our Doms would stay with you, show you around, introduce you to some of our club members. Answer any questions you have. At least for your first night.”
To be honest, that sounded wonderful. If she was on her own, she’d probably sit in a corner all night and not interact with anyone. “Thank you. I think that would help.”
Katrina grinned. “Did you have any other questions I can answer?”
“Do I need to bring my limits list with me?”
“You can, if you’d like, but it’s not necessary. I’m assuming you’ve negotiated a scene before?”
She had, but it had been a while. “Yes.”
“If you decide you’d like to play, just let your protector know what kind of play you’re looking for and he can help guide you to a Dom who might be able to meet your needs. But that’s up to you. If all you want to do is observe and meet a few people, that is fine, too.”
The more she talked to Katrina the better Grace felt. Some kink clubs were all about play, but that didn’t seem to be the case with Serpent’s Kiss.
“The goal is to enjoy yourself. There’s no pressure.”
She thanked Katrina again as she walked Grace to the door.
“We’re glad to have you. I think you’ll make a great addition to the club.”
Grace said goodbye, promising she’d be there Friday night around six thirty. Katrina thought it would be best if Grace arrived before the club got busy. She couldn’t disagree and to Grace’s surprise, as she pulled away from the club and drove home, she wasn’t filled with dread about Friday night. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.
***
On Friday during her shift at the café Grace was a mess. She almost dropped a handful of orders and managed to spill soup on her shirt. Luckily, Beth had a change of clothes in her car. The shirt was a little big on her, but considering the alternative of wearing one with a huge tomato soup stain down the front, she’d taken it.
She’d been nervous all week, so much so that she’d bowed out of her dinner plans with Alexander on Thursday night saying she wasn’t feeling all that great. He’d offered to bring her something instead, insisting she needed to eat. Grace hadn’t been able to say no, so he’d brought her chicken soup and a large baguette. His generosity made her feel guilty for lying.
