1. Innocent curiosity

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Shhhhh…..

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Chapter One

Innocent curiosity

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Why do I insist on humiliating myself like this? My desire is diminishing each time I come here.

No Bella you are a strong independent woman. You want to do this. You need to do this. At least try. You will hate yourself forever if you don’t at least try.

My ego is taking hits and I am starting to feel even more insecure than ever, the longer I sit here and wait for what? What is it exactly I am waiting for?

Well considering I have only been here twice, it should not be very surprising I have yet to meet anyone.

I am not exactly a catch. Average. Ordinary. Simple. Boring.

Strong, independent, caring, selfless.

Yes, I have money but I prefer to pretend that I don’t really.

Why?

I have heard that old saying that money can buy you anything you want.

What a load of crap that is.

Yeah it puts a roof over my head, but really a tent would work too and I would suffice.

What are you doing here Bella? You don’t even fit into this group. Everyone here is beyond the average good-looking person. You stick out like a sore thumb. Go home.

I looked down at my well manicured French tips wondered what it was about this place that keeps drawing me back to it.

Why am I bothering?  Why did I join? Why didn’t I bring Angela or Jess?

This was the third time.

Third time is a charm right Bella? Right? Yeah whatever!

How did I end up here?

That’s right. Rosalie Hale.

A month ago Rose sent me a link to a website for millionaires. She stated “I will marry me a rich man!” and linked it. I was sure it was a joke at the time. 

She knew better than anyone that money couldn’t buy you happiness.

She had her father to thank for learning that horrible mistake.

Like a fool, I clicked on it. While browsing the pages of what the upper class, higher society crowd would be interested in, there was nothing there of interest to me. I went ahead and clicked on the Fourteen-carat golden laptop story. Well if anything I could say I saw a laptop made out of gold. That makes for interesting conversation versus talking about Dante or Shakespeare.

Literature bores most people to tears. Yet I loved it.

I zoom in on the golden Apple logo on the laptop.

I scrolled down and saw a list of links to the site’s favorites. I had to wonder what a site such as this run for the rich considered worthy of making them favorites after all.

I scroll the list.

Bling dot com. I rolled my eyes.  

Grillz dot com? This made no sense hold that thought I will come back and check it out later.

Date a millionaire dot com. Huh…I quickly copied that link, pasted it into the reply to Rosalie, and put a smiley laughing his ass off.

Tiffany & Co. dot com. Well that’s a given.

Rodeo Drive dot Com. I scratch my head and wonder since when did a goddamn street have its own dot com? Really seriously? Roll my eyes yet again.

I quirked my eyebrow up at the next. Then busted out laughing. Full on hard belly laughing.

Sugardaddyandsugarmomma dot com. A site for dating? What the hell is wrong with the world?

Then I saw blinking several spots below that caught my eye.   

The little blinkie flashes like a neon sign. I take notice right away as the rich colors of the text morph from royal blue to deep purple to a deep burgundy. 

The colors are rich with stars that twinkle as they flash  around the elegant script calling out to me.

Lovely Dark & Deep

What a tag line I snort.

Private membership for an alternative lifestyle.

My brow cocked up high on one side. Hmm…alternative.

My mind wandered for a moment as I thought of Romeo and Juliet. I often wondered if they could have had a D/s relationship. It was an intriguing idea.

What I wouldn’t do to be Juliet who finds her Romeo. Minus the whole death thing of course.

Damn to hell my love for literature! It always sneaks up on me at the worst of times!

I snapped out of the momentary daydream and waited for the blinkie to repeat since I lost track of the rest of the words.

Join today and flush out your inner D/s side.

Membership for the Elite of the Elite.

I jumped a little when at the end of the last frame at the bottom flashed a pair of deep penetrating green eyes that blinked back at me.

My entire body shuddered.

Wow.

What the hell was that?

I found myself waiting for them to cycle through again and when they appeared, I tried to freeze the frame in hopes to gaze at them. Study them. They didn’t capture and it was frustrating.

I picked up my phone and dialed Mike’s number.

“Hey Mike I got a techi question for you.”

“What is it my little computer challenged doll face?”

I rolled my eyes.

“You know you really do need to get laid. And no I don’t mean by me!” I interjected the last part before he opened up his mouth and inserted his foot in it.

“What is your question you little she bitch from hell?”

I laughed.

“How do I make an animated blinkie stop blinking?”

“Download it, copy it to your hard drive use a blinkie making program, and import it.”

“Huh?”

“I will be right down!” he scowled and hung up.

Five minutes later, he comes traipsing down the stairs.

“I was into watching Debbie does Dallas you know.” He grumped.

“Dude that porno is like a hundred years old. That’s just….gross…ew…”

“This blinkie?” He asks pointing to the one I am staring at.

“Yeah.”

“Bella you do realize this is a BDSM website right?”

“It is?” I feign ignorance.

He snorts out a laugh. “Are you keeping some dark hidden secret from your roommates?”

“Mike shut up! I just liked the eyes at the end. They were dreamy.” I state.

“Oh brother. Why does this not surprise me? I should know better than to think you little miss I still haven’t had sex would be remotely interested in something so taboo.”

I glared at him. Such an ass. Little did he know!

“And when are you moving out again?” I asked rather annoyed.

“Jess says we got the place in less than two weeks. You know you are going to miss me don’t you?”

“No Mike I am not. I can’t wait to have my house back.” I growled.

“You love me.”

“I love Jess. You on the other hand were sort of an addition I had to deal with. Now Blinkie?”

He rolled his eyes and worked on it for me.

~XXX~

And here I sit at a table draped in a deep dark burgundy velvet. The tiny little tea light candles in a high lead crystal content on the table add to the air of soft lighting around me. The club has a shade deeper of the same burgundy on the walls, black trim and fancy intricately scrolled frames with erotic artwork along the walls.

Black and white photographs of a tasteful portrayal of sex are hung all around.

Women bound, handcuffed and couples fucking or performing oral sex.

The shape of an ass in black and white. Perfectly curved with light behind it. The silhouette of a pussy covered in darkness.

The one that caught my eye was the toned abs of a Greek God of a male only you can’t see his face it is darkened out and it has the words Master written across the shadowed form of those very hot abs.  

There is a bar that is lit up with a light underneath it giving it subtle lighting. There is a nice ambiance around it and a low hum of voices as people talk an octave or two above the music.

It’s the people that I notice are so very different. No not the people. The way they interact as people.

It is almost like an act they are playing out. Like really bad acting. They mingle, chat, some stare at me rudely or look down their noses at me, no one approaches. I sigh heavily.

Maybe this was a really bad idea.

You think?

You put on the smuttiest dress you own which is not even close to slutty. You are all pumped up and try to blend your plain old ass in with people that would seriously ignore you on the streets and are a far cry from what you are.

Hell, they are doing a pretty damn good job here ignoring you so why are you still here?

“What can I get you?”

“Something hard.”

She giggles and I can’t help but smirk once I realized what I had just said.

“You do realize where you are don’t you?” she laughs a little louder and I smile.

“How about a strawberry margarita with a shot of tequila on the side.” I ask as I constantly flip my iPhone on the table just feeling the smoothness in my hand.

“Coming right up!” she winks and turns to leave. I watch the progression of the dance floor fill with moving bodies to a techno beat that increases in volume.

Everything seems so utterly perfect around me.

Perfection.

Perfect people in a perfect world.

A taboo forbidden world.

Secrets. They all harbor a secret.

A world I know nothing about but continue to be curious about.

I am nervous obviously and my hand goes up to my lip.

Shit! I have already chewed off the lip-gloss I had on and now it is probably all over my teeth!

I pull out a compact check make sure all is okay decide I am not putting any more on to avoid the scene again and put it back in my purse. I throw my phone in it also.

“So you’re new here.” The waitress asks when she returns with my drinks.  

”You could say that.” I smiled up at her and handed her a twenty.

“Curious?” she asks while she makes change.

“Yes, how did you guess?” I smirked. “I am going to hazard and say intuition?”

I waved the change off for her to keep and she smiles thanking me.

She laughed and said, “Well welcome to Lovely Dark and Deep. Relax. Most...everyone here is really a great crowd. Our owner is very accommodating not to mention fuck hawt gorgeous. You are a member or are you not yet?”

“Yes.” I replied. “I would hope so after the amount of money I dropped to become one.”

She cocked her hip to the side and held her tray as she continued to talk to me. She was sweet. “Let me ask…you have never been in a BDSM scene or done anything remotely close to it, have you?”

“There is that intuition.” I smiled as she smirked.

I nodded over in the direction of the chair that was up on a lifted platform that overlooked the club. It was ominous looking.

“What is that the throne or something?” I asked curiously.

“Inquisitive little thing aren’t you?” she giggled.

“Curiosity is what landed me here, so yeah.” I smiled shrugging.

“It is Master’s throne. He is usually here by now. I am wondering whom he has tied to his bed tonight.” She laughs.

“Master?”

“Yeah. You know the check you made out to when you signed that ten grand over.”

“His name wasn’t Master.”

“Boy you are naïve.” She looked at me curiously and I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“I guess I am.” I tried to smile.

“Edward. Your Master’s name is Edward. But don’t call him that. He is Master and a little word of advice…”

“Bella.” I interjected.

“…Bella…beware. Master has many really spiteful bitches vying for his attention. I would hate to see you get hurt by any of them. Just watch your back because I have this strong distinct feeling he is going to take an interest in you and that my dear is not intuition.”

With that, she walked away.  

~XXX~

My cell phone starts going off and I answer it quickly. “Where are you?”

“Out.”

“Isabella Swan I hear music! What the hell you didn’t invite me?”

“What do you want Rosalie?”

“I am standing on your doorstep! I came to take you out tonight! Where are you?”

Do I tell her?

Yes.

Tell her.

Have her meet you here.

“Listen, do you have a pen?”

“I am walking to my car why?”

“Enter this address into your GPS and meet me here. When you get here call me back.”

“On my way.”

S*h*h*h*h*h*....

I am sitting here staring at that chair. That ominous chair that sits above everything else drumming my freshly manicured fingertips on the velvet table cover.

He must be a really pretentious asshole.

Yeah and you just gave him ten thousand dollars to sit here and watch all his perfect people be just perfect around you.

“Miss Swan?”

“Yes.”

“There is a young lady out front that says you are expecting her.”

Shit I forgot about Rosalie!

“Oh yes please can you let her in? I…”

“No problem.” The gentlemen with the dreadlocks and the accent from Jamaica walks away only to return with a very angry Rosalie by his side.

“Well thanks for answering the phone and meeting me!” she scowled sitting down. “Let me guess daydreaming again Bella?”

“Guilty.” I smile and she sneers at me.

I hear her gasp.

“What?”

“Bella? Where the fuck are we?”

“Listen Rosalie I am going to tell you that but hear me out first.”

“Isabella Swan! There are photos on the wall of SEX! What is this place?” her eyes are scanning the club.

I swallowed and gave her a half smirk.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you it was a BDSM club would you?”

Her face fell.

Uh oh. Not good.

“Please tell me you are joking.” She says through gritted teeth.

“You are the one responsible for me being here.” I try to place blame.

“What?” her eyes widen in horror.

“You fit in here. See everyone is noticing you. You are perfect like they all are.” I gestured around the room. Now I am rambling.

“What the hell are you rambling on about?”

See rambling.

“Listen you sent me a link remember the millionaire link?”

“Yes Bella it was a joke.” She says with pursed lips.

“Well, I sort of found this club and joined it.”

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

“Isabella! What have you gotten yourself into?!”

“I am just a member. I haven’t done anything. Yet.”

“Yet!? Well it is a damn good thing I called.” She says taking off her jacket and setting  her things aside.

“So you are staying?” I feel my heart pick up.

“Are you kidding? I can’t leave you in a place like this! Your father would have my head!”

I rolled my eyes.

“You do realize you are a grown woman and not some teenager, would you cut that shit out! Quit rolling your eyes! It is annoying as all hell!!!”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes yet again. I know it pisses her off. I like pissing her off sometimes. She is even more beautiful when she is pissed off.

“Ugh!”

“Sorry.”

“You amaze me sometimes! You are a strong independent woman who is filthy rich, not to mention you could have any guy you want and you come to an S and M club? Really!?”

“It is BDSM.”

“Hey Bella…can I get anything for your friend?”

“Hi yes! Please God something hard!” Rosalie says and both of us burst out laughing at her request.

Her eyes narrowed. “What is so damn funny?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing really. Order something on me.” I interrupt.

“I would like a Daiquiri.”

“Strawberry?”

“Sure.”

“Be right back.” She winks at Rose and I watch her look around the club.

“So where is all the sex equipment?”

I snorted out a laugh. “Rose…They don’t have an open floor show for Christ’s sakes. It is a place where you meet people that are interested in the lifestyle.”

Her brows shot up.

“And you are interested?” she asks pursing her lips.

“Yes.”

She rolled her eyes and I couldn’t help but laugh. Rosalie loosened up a little and laughed also.

“Good grief you are rubbing off on me. Please don’t let me ever do that again.” She giggled. “It is so juvenile.” She stated but her eyes wandered around.

“Why does it seem like everyone is so…”

“Perfect?” I asked.

“Yeah.” She observes with a furrowed brow.

“I know strange isn’t it?”

“It is sort of cold in here! My nipples are so hard they could probably cut through glass.” She states.

“Well now that I would love to see.” A velvet voice cut in interrupting her. 

“Hello Ladies.”

“Hello.” I stated and wanted to kick Rose from under the table for not acknowledging the dark haired gentlemen who is dressed impeccably well.

“My but you are both very lovely. I have never seen you here before. Are you new members?”

“Yes.” I nod. Rosalie glares at him then looks at me puzzled.

“Well welcome to Lovely Dark and Deep. If I can get you anything please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Thank you.” I gave him a tight smile staring hard at Rose.

“Oh my name is Ben.” He holds out his hand.

“I am Bella and this is my guest Rosalie.” I shake it and he kisses the back of it.

His hand is like an ice cube. His lips more so.

“It was a pleasure to meet you both. Enjoy yourselves please.”

He reaches up and taps his earphone. “Yes sir. On my way.”

He is gone in a flash.

“Well now that was weird.”

“Wait did you say you join…” her words were interrupted when the waitress came back and placed her drink down. I threw another twenty at her waved off the change and smiled.

“So are you having fun?” she asked.

“It is interesting.” I smiled up at her.

She sighed heavily and looked down at me with almost a reverent look.

As if she knew something, I didn’t.

I noticed Rosalie sit up straighter and look around the small petit little waitress as something had obviously caught her eye.

“Well Bella. Your night is about to get even more interesting.” She said. It was the first time I noticed the little badge on her shirt.

Alice.

I looked at her curiously and wondered what the hell she meant.

“Have fun ladies.” She giggled and pranced off.

I looked at Rosalie and watched her for a moment. Something or someone had captured her eye and she couldn’t take her eyes off what or who it was. I let my eyes follow to the direction she was looking in.

He was huge. Massive. He stood there next to the throne and crossed his arms behind him looking out and scanning over the club. Tapped his ear and nodded speaking into the mouthpiece.

My arms literally raised in gooseflesh. The air in this room suddenly got cooler. Even the hair stood on the back of my neck.

I looked back at Rosalie and her eyes were sparkling as she observed the big guy with dark hair and I watched him for a moment. He had my attention as well. He was handsome but also a little scary and intimidating.  

Then I watched him as he nodded again to give the all clear.

A tall lean bronzed haired gentlemen in a very expensive dress suit came in nodded at the big guy and sat down in that ominous chair with his cell phone pressed to his ear and dark sunglasses on. It appeared like he had just been shagged the way the hair was just pointing in every direction. I gazed at his lips as they moved and he spoke to whomever it was he was on the phone with.

What happened next was as if it happened in slow motion. His brow furrowed underneath the edge of his sunglasses. His nostrils flared. He lifted his head slightly and inhaled something as he slowly pulled the phone away from his ear holding it off a few inches.

He pulled the sunglasses off his eyes and scanned the room as if he was seeking out someone.

I froze in fear and in wonder when those gorgeous green eyes I had stared at on my laptop background for the last month were now right here staring back at me. I mean really looking back at me. It seemed he had found what he was looking for.

I gasped. It felt like lightning was about to strike me down right where I sat as his eyes burned into me.

He was………fuck me….perfect.

I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even to remember to breathe. Then he licked his top lip, rolled his tongue down to his bottom, and wet them both. The top lip curled up just a hair in an almost smirk. My eyes darted to the fingers that were still holding the phone.

Jesus H. Christ. I just soaked my thong completely and burst into a furious blushing phase.

His mouth was hanging open and then snapped shut, he put the phone back to his ear, and I watched him mouth the words I will call you back. He then handed his phone to the big bodyguard next to him and sat back in that huge chair. His eyes never left mine.

He lifted his leg resting his ankle on his knee, leaned to the right resting his elbow on the armrest, pressed those long fingers to his temple, and began to just stare at me.

I fidgeted under his gaze.

I finally broke from staring out openly at him and looked down to my drink. I still had not had my shot and slammed it back quickly. I needed it. Then I chugged the margarita down also.

I needed something to calm my pounding heart that was about to beat out of my chest.

Master…

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