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Damian reached over and pulled Nick into a hug. "Of
course not, baby. I'm not doing this to torture you. I want
you to experience another aspect of this lifestyle and see if
you enjoy it. You will remain fully dressed, and I won't spank
you in front of anyone."
"Thank you," Nick said faintly, going limp in Damian's
arms.
"Did you think I hadn't noticed that you don't enjoy that
kind of display?" Damian murmured. "I want you to see what
you're getting into, Nick, not make you miserable. Don't
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worry. Remember, you're in control here. You can stop me
with a word."
Nick nodded, getting his breathing back under control.
"Thank you, Damian."
"Just let me know if you want to leave, and we'll go
immediately," Damian promised. "Think you can live through
this?"
"Yeah," Nick said nodding. "Let's just get it over with."
Damian laughed. "It won't be that bad, Nick. You'll see.
You might enjoy going out to the club every now and then.
And now I think perhaps you'd better get back to calling me
sir."
"Yes, sir," Nick said, feeling immensely relieved.
"That's my good pet."
* * * *
After Damian parked the car, Nick realized he was facing
the walk into the club. Wearing a collar and leash. A very
obvious leash. The silver links glittered under the streetlights
like diamonds.
"Uncomfortable, pet?"
Nick nodded slowly, not turning to look at Damian, but the
older man cupped his chin and turned him so their eyes met.
"The collar is my protection in there, pet. Do you
understand?"
Nick's eyes dropped, and he said nothing.
Damian sighed. "I'm not doing this to upset you. You are a
very beautiful boy, Nick, and a submissive. If I let you walk in
there alone, with no sign that you have an owner, you might
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not like what would happen next. You wouldn't be hurt, but
you might have to fend off a number of offers from some
persistent admirers. I'm not going to put you in that position,
understand? This way the other Tops will know that you
already belong to me, and you'll be safe."
"Yes, sir," Nick said quietly.
Damian was frustrated; the connection they had while
fucking seemed to disappear when Nick became speechless
and uncomfortable.
"Talk to me, baby."
The endearment seemed to signal a break of scene for
Nick and he was more able to speak. "Can't we just go
home?"
"We won't stay long, babe, but Crispin invited us and
Ashley will be there with Derek. I said I would bring you
along. I'd like us to go in and say hello. Can you do that much
for me?"
"Yes, sir," Nick said dejectedly.
"Good boy. Come on then." Damian got out, resigning
himself to leading a sullen pet into the club, but knowing that
no matter what his attitude, Nick would attract a lot of
attention and he would be the envy of many of the Doms. Not
that he was desirous of raising envy from others. He was far
more concerned with Nick's discomfort.
He led the boy down the sidewalk briskly, not wanting to
subject him to the stares of the curious when passersby
caught a glimpse of the leash.
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He opened the door and the burly security guard
recognized him, allowing them to pass with a respectful,
"Good evening, Mr. Wolfe. It's good to see you again."
Damian nodded back and paused to allow Nick to look
around the club. The kinkier scenes took place in private
rooms in the back, so there were no slings, no slaves being
fucked from both ends, and the stocks weren't visible.
However, two Doms appeared to be having some sort of
competition, their subs bent over two tables receiving a
counted number of strokes from the weapon of choice. Each
Dom was whipping the submissive owned by the other, the
idea being to see which sub cried uncle first.
A number of men were receiving discreet blow jobs in
darkened booths and unclaimed subs were standing or
kneeling against the wall, waiting to see if they would get
lucky tonight.
Nick looked very shocked and a little scared. Damian put
his mouth close to the boy's ear and said, "You belong to me,
pet. No one will do anything to you."
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