Chapter 4: I Can't Afford It

Chapter 4: I Can't Afford It

Angelia

"You mentioned rules, I would love to know what they are?" I said to Lady Jolene.

"Well, we always give out a list to all of our new members but yes we have several in place to protect both the dominant and the submissive. I have told you about the drinking and the aftercare, we also do not allow anyone to touch another person without consent." She paused and looked at me.

"Consent of our law, we live it and breathe it. You also don't touch anyone's toy without permission, always negotiate your role before you enter a scene. Safe words are non-negotiable, every submissive needs to have one and don't interrupt any scene you are not a part of. Follow the dress code which I see you have no problem with. By the way, I love your outfit. It is very sexy."

I blushed at her words, I have been comfortable in my own body. Whenever I had sex, the lights were always turned off. I wanted to shed that and learn to love it. I hope coming here today and walking around with little to cover my body would help with that.

"Thank you, I was a little unsure if this was okay." I admitted, the invitation on the kick site I visited only said something sexy and black. Lingerie was suggested, though among other things like leather.

"Nonsense, you nailed it. Trust me, I saw at least fifteen people eyeing you as soon as you stepped into the room."

Wow, I didn't even know that. I had been too nervous to notice.

"Back to the rules, you are only allowed to do acts of play and nudity in the assigned areas. There are a few others but you don't need to know them now."

"That sounds reasonable, what about…" I trailer off as something caught my eyes.

At the upper level, by the railing stood three men, all dressed in suits. I couldn't see them clearly but that didn't keep me from staring. They were tall with muscular bodies hidden beneath the well-fitted suits, that much at least I could see. Two of them had dark hair, somewhat short in length while the third one had shoulder-length brown hair. There was something about these men, this aura around them that stole my attention. When I looked around the room, I saw several others gawk at the men as well.

Even from so far away, I could feel their power, these men were not to be trifled with.

"They are not for you." Jolene said, bringing me back to reality.

I wrenched my gaze from the men, looking guilty at the glass which the bartender had placed in front of us. Had I been that obvious in staring at them?

"What?" I mumbled, embarrassed about being caught.

"Them," she nodded in their direction.

"They are not for you, they don't seek a submissive." I scrunched my brows, unsure of what she meant.

"What do you mean? Are they looking for dominance?"

That couldn't be true, not from the immense authority they each expelled.

"No, they are looking for a slave." She responded casually as if she talked about the weather.

Wanting someone to dominate you, I could understand but wanting a master? Having someone to control you not just in the bedroom but everywhere at all times? That, I couldn't envision anyone wanting but clearly, someone did want that, it just wasn't me.

"There is no point in speculating either way, they are the most goddamn pickiest men I have ever met. They have tried finding one for years but none is good enough for them, I wish they were regular dominants." She waved her hand in front of her face as if she was warm.

"Even I would consider joining the ranks of the submissive if it meant having them ordering me. Damn it, they are too handsome." She added

I kept listening until I wasn't, my mind stuck on two words but finding one. Did that mean one for each of them or one for them to share? If I weren't wet already, I would be soaked now. Just the thought of what not one but three men could do to me drives me nuts. I was almost about to ask her to clarify but I kept my mouth closed. As she said, they weren't for me, I wasn't looking for masters and they weren't looking for a submissive.

"Anyways, was there anything else on your mind?" She asked, forcing me out of my thoughts and into reality.

"Yes," I muttered, although my mind was trying to remember everything I wondered about but came up short.

I have had so many questions but couldn't recall any but one.

"At the website where I found your invitation to the open house, I didn't see much information. Could you tell me more about the club in general?" I asked

"That is correct, we don't have much information out there for the public. Let's say, we were a very exclusive club and not everyone who can afford the membership will be accepted. Truth to be told, our members expect the best and we offer it to them. One part of that is beautiful people, you won't find someone here who is not."

At the mention of beautiful people, I realized she was right. I hadn't seen someone unattractive here, not one. When I looked at the news, it made me uncomfortable. Maybe this wasn't the place for me after all, I have never seen myself as above average talk about being beautiful and that is why I always switched the lights off while having sex

And then, I registered everything she had said, to afford the membership. Fuck, as I looked around once again, I saw what I hadn't seem before. This place was dripping in money, from the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling to the bar's liquor. There weren't any top shelves because they all cost an insane amount of money. I should have known, I was working as a bartender in a restaurant in the city after all. Thank goodness Jolene said she would pay for my drink or else, I would eat noodles for the rest of my college.

"How much does it cost?" I had to force the question out, not really wanting to hear the response. I knew it was way beyond my pay grade.

"Adanna didn't tell you? The front desk should always disclose the price before allowing people inside." I shook my head, my heart pounding as I waited for her next word.

"It is fifty thousand a month for regular membership and one hundred thousand for VIP membership.

The only thing I heard was fifty thousand and then I blacked out momentarily. There is no way I could afford that, suddenly feeling dizzy and I was glad I already sat down if not, I would probably have ended up on the floor

"Oh that is…yes, I should go." I felt embarrassed as I slowly raised up from the stood after I had regained my strength

I couldn't believe I even went to this club, thinking I could just be a member. Of course, they would be expensive. What do I really think before coming here? These people were several leagues ahead of me and I would never be at their level. I hated it, knowing how this place worked so perfectly for me, all the other affordable clubs, preferably free, would never amount to Pleasure Palace.

"Is something wrong?" Jolene asked as she looked at me confused.

"I can't…" I shook my head one again, feeling stupid.

"I can't afford it." I whispered and her eyes dimmed with sudden understanding.

"I am so sorry," she said sincerely.

She must have realized now what this place meant for me and before I could even enjoy it, it was ripped away and leaving me standing on the side watching my dream disappear. Although it was just a sexual dream, it is a dream nevertheless. I had a craving so deep, it was etched in my bones and now when I found the perfect place, gosh, it was gone just in a blink of an eye.

"Thank you, Jolene, for showing me around." My voice cracked a little, all I wanted was to get out of here.

"I hope you find what you are looking for, Angelia."

I left the same way I came in, back straight and staring proudly ahead. But on the inside, I was embarrassed and ashamed.