Page 34 of Claimed and Tamed


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“Here goes nothing,” Izzie murmured to herself.

Somehow Izzie expected the bar to be different. But it was the same as always. Nothing earth-shattering, however, a visiting DJ was setting up. That was new. Izzie liked to get in the party mood before heading to the club. Most of the club goers attended the same bar to pregame for the night. They’d size each other up and make small talk.

The mystery man was not in attendance. Maybe the night was a bust.

Nothing exciting usually happened until they’d hit up the elite nightclub, After Dark.

There were two parts to the club. The dancing/drinking scene in the front of the large building, and the kink scene in the back half.

Many high-profile people from near and far attended, celebrities as well. They had files on everyone with signed waivers and nondisclosure statements. No photographs were allowed. Lockers were in the restrooms in the vestibule of the kink club. You had to check all bags, phones, and keys at the door. Nothing but clothing was allowed on your person. At the desk, they assigned and hung the key to your locker on a wall behind the desk. When you were done for the night, you’d collect the key and gather your belongings.

The club was all-inclusive; drinks, tapas, and play things. If you wanted to bring your toys, they had to be checked at the door and cleared for entrance. Everyone was treated the same.

Dane, Izzie, and Babs were not within the income level of the club’s requirements, nowhere near it. They met a guy at the bar one night who invited them. Turns out he was one of the co-owners of the club, Jared. The other owner was a silent partner, and no one knew who it was.

Jared enjoyed their company and said it would do the club well to have a nice mixture of people frequent After Dark regularly. He gifted them an annual pass each. The trio started by going every weekend night it was open. Sometimes they’d close for private parties. She suspected big names would rent out the place for fear of word getting out despite the club rules and regulations.

When they found their way to the club earlier than usual and got themselves checked in they found their favorite table was available. That was a plus of arriving early.

The not-so-great part of it, no one was there. So normally, they’d goof off and dance around until people started to show.

“Hello, my favorite people!” Jared greeted them, giving hugs and kisses all around. Jared had his slave in tow; a slender, but muscular unclothed man, he always kept his head down, and never spoke a word. As usual, he was being led around on a chain. Once they’d stop walking, the man would kneel on the floor.

Izzie couldn’t stop staring at the slave.

“He looks yummy tonight, doesn’t he?” Jared asked her.

She nodded. “He does.”

“Do you want to touch before anyone else arrives?” he giggled. Jared was a pansexual, sweetheart.

Izzie’s eyes widened. Henevershared. “Really?”

“Sure, I’m feeling generous tonight.” He winked.

“Boy get up,” Jared ordered and jerked on the chain. The man rose from the floor in one fluid motion. “Present yourself to Miss Izzie.”

The man stepped up to her and pushed out his chest. His hands were at his side palms were facing forward.

Tentatively, she lifted her hands and placed them on his chest.

“Do whatever Izzie, but you only have five minutes, and keep to the club rules,” Jared said. “I need to attend to something quickly, I trust you. Just adhere to the club rules.” He grinned and scurried off.

Standing awkwardly, she finally looked up. He stood several inches taller than her, and her eyes locked with his. She gasped. Beautiful light brown eyes stared back at her. He smiled.

“Hi,” she said.

He didn’t reply.

“You’re not allowed to talk to anyone,” she stated.

He shook his head.

She narrowed her gaze on him. “You look familiar, and not from here either,” she said more to herself.

Out of character, his shoulders relaxed, he smiled and nodded. She was right, but where did she know him from?

Izzie ran a finger along the man’s bottom lip. “Dear god, this smile.” It was disarming and left her heart beating fast.

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