Chapter 3: Night club

Isla's p.o.v

We entered the Blue Night club. The club was fully packed. Everyone was wearing masks.

The club was decorated beautifully. In the centre, there was a dance floor where youngsters were dancing without any worries.

In one corner, couches were placed for sitting while on the other corner, Bar counter was placed. I am sure it's going to be popular soon.

We moved towards the Bar counter and sat on the chairs.

" What would you like to have?", Bartender asked us.

" One whiskey, Please ", Dylan said.

" I would like to have Vodka", Jenny said.

" Baby…", Dylan said, trying to Stop Jenny.

" Just one shot Baby, please", Jenny requested him.

" Fine!! But only one", He strictly said to her.

" Pretty lady, What would you like to have??", Bartender asked me, trying to flirt.

" One Mojito, Please", I ordered.

" Here are your drinks", Bartender said, serving us.

We were enjoying our drinks when a man approached us.

" Can I buy a drink for you, Beautiful?", He asked me.

" No need", I said dismissing him. He understood,  I am not interested in him so he left from there.

" He was so hot, dude. Why did you reject him?", Jenny asked me.

" You know me. I am not interested in one night stands", I said.

" Fine!! Let's dance", Jenny said, happily.

Jenny dragged me to the dance floor. We started dancing without caring for the surroundings.

After some time, Dylan joined us as well.  A sensual, romantic song starts playing so I leave Dylan and Jenny on the dance floor before returning to the bar.

" One glass of water, please", I asked the bartender.

Couples were dancing on the dance floor. Club's environment has turned fully romantic.

The dance floor's lighting has changed from bright to dim, sexy lighting. Many couples had started kissing on the dance floor.

For a minute, I imagine Aaron and me, dancing sensually while kissing on the dance floor.

I start feeling hot, imagining the kiss. I feel the need to use the washroom. I message Jenny about it before moving towards the washroom.

When I reached the washroom, a long queue was there.

" I can't wait that long", I mumbled.

I tried to find another washroom when I came across a door on which only V.I.P allowed was written.

I hesitantly opened the door. There is a corridor on the other side of the door.

The corridor was deserted. I moved inside to find the washroom. I noticed a lift in the corner.

Without thinking anything, I entered the lift and pressed the button present in the lift.

The lift stopped on the second floor.

" Should I go there??", I thought. I don't know why I have come here. Most of the time, I am not this brave to roam unknown places.

I hesitate for a second before making the decision.

I decided to be daring and explore this floor.

I was walking through the corridor when I noticed some men and women standing in front of a glass window. Not all of them were wearing masks. 

I decided to go and inquire about it. I have a different feeling about this place.

I moved towards them. I stopped in front of the Window.

When I turned towards the window, my breath hitched inside my throat.

A woman was lying on a bed. Her hands and legs were tied by handcuffs to the bed.

A man was eating her pussy while pinching her nipples harshly.

It was looking like pure torcher but the woman was moaning, screaming in pleasure. She was craving it, begging for it.

I know a little bit about BDSM through romantic novels which I read secretly. I am in shock seeing everything.

I have never thought I would ever encounter this lifestyle in my real life.

I realised this club is not a normal club. It's a hidden BDSM club.

I was looking inside the room along with others. The man had put nipple clamps on her. Her nipples were looking sore. She was screaming in pleasure.

I feel my panties getting wet seeing all these.

I don't know why my body is reacting like this.

I was burning inside seeing the pleasurable expression on her face.

The man turned her over her stomach before entering inside her from behind while spanking her ass and pulling her hair. I can hear her screaming in pleasure.

I gasped hearing the sound of his dick entering her pussy and their bodies slapping against each other.  My core was throbbing.

I hurriedly moved away from the window. My panties were soaking at this moment.

I decided to move towards the other end of the corridor.

While moving, I glanced towards another room's window.

A lady was tied to a cross sign while a man was whipping her continuously. I can hear her scream filled with pain and pleasure.

I entered a hall that was looking like a club. It has a stage in the centre.

I noticed a man sitting at the table with other people discussing something while a woman was sitting on her knees in front of him in a revealing dress. She was wearing a collar on which Slut was written.

In one corner, a man wearing only a boxer and a collar was tied to a pillar while he was blindfolded. Slave was imprinted on his collar.

I was standing in a corner observing everything.

" I should go back", I mumbled. I was about to turn back when someone went on the stage and started speaking.

" Hello everyone,

Master Will's submissive had disrespected her Master in front of another Dominant so her Master is going to punish her in front of everyone to teach her a good lesson.

It will be a lesson for other submissives to respect their Masters, Thank you!!", A man announced before leaving the stage.

After some seconds a man and a woman entered the scene. The man had a dominant aura while the woman had kept her eyes on the floor showing her submission.

She was wearing sexy, see-through lingerie.

" Why are you here, Sub??", The man asked the woman.

" To receive punishment, Master", the woman replied.

" You are receiving punishment for what??", The man asked.

The woman didn't reply to him.

" I am asking you something, Sub", He asked rudely.

I want to return downstairs but don't know why I am unable to remove my eyes from them.

" Because I disrespect you, Master", She said, without raising her eyes.

" Strip", the man said, sitting on a chair.

The woman started removing her lingerie without any hesitation.

" Come here", the man said, patting his thigh.

She started moving towards him.

"Stop!!  Crawl", He ordered while crooking his finger, telling her to come towards him.

She kneels on the floor and starts crawling towards him slowly. Her private parts were on display for everyone to see.

She stopped near his legs. He makes her lay on his lap, facing downwards. He took a butt plug from his pocket and inserted it in her asshole.

" I am going to give you twenty spanks. You will count them and you are going to apologise after each spank. If you make any mistake in counting, we are going to start again, Understood?", He said to her.

" Yes Master", She replied.

"Spank" I can hear the sound of his hand slapping her ass harshly.

" One, I am sorry, Master!!" She said, moaning.

" Two, I am sorry, Master, "She screamed.

……

" Ten, I am sorry, Master," she said, sobbing.

" You are enjoying it. Are you not?? Getting wet being spanked?? You naughty girl", He said to his sub.

" Master, please.. please let me cum", she begged him.

" Only good girls are allowed to cum", he said before spanking her again.

" Eleven, I am sorry, Master", She screamed.

I shivered, imagining myself in her place and Aaron as my master.

" What are you thinking, Isla??", I scolded myself.

I was engrossed in the scene when I felt someone's breath on my neck.

" Are you wet, Kitten?"Someone whispered in my ear. My breath hitched hearing the familiar voice.

This voice belongs to Aaron Miller. I can never forget his voice.

I must be dreaming. He can't be here, right?

" Answer me, Kitten. Are you wet?? Are you imagine yourself in her place?", Aaron asked me, before nibbling my earlobe.

I moaned, feeling lips on my ear.

" Yes ', I replied without thinking about anything. I feel like losing control over my body

He wrapped his arm around my waist, turned me towards himself and trapped me against the wall.

He was standing close to me.

I raised my eyes to see his face. He was not wearing a mask, unlike me. I gasped seeing his face.

Aaron Miller, my crush, my love, my saviour, my secret desire was standing in front of me looking handsome like always.

We were standing very close to each other. His chest was slightly touching my breasts.

I can see the lust in his eyes for me.

" A good girl like you shouldn't have come here. This place is not for an innocent girl like you", Aaron whispered in my ear, making me shiver.