Jonathan

Sensual base beats welcome us to the club as we slip in the front door. I don't miss how the guy behind us looks at my Izzy as I slide her coat off, not that I can blame him, she is a sight tonight in that outfit.

The dress fits so perfectly it looks custom made for her. With just enough solid black lace to keep it modest mixed with large swaths of sheer fabric that gives a tantalizing view of the red harness beneath, the ensemble is sexy and classy.

Walking through the front doors as members versus the back as employees has a completely different dynamic. The energy feels like a different club. Even the way Izzy behaves; she's always stayed close when possible but tonight she's so in tune it's like she's a part of me. Planning to start off easy, I guide her over to the lounge part of the bar, slipping her into a dark, cozy booth before sitting next to her.

Izzy is the perfect blend of meek and angelic. She is completely oblivious of the attention she is getting, but perfectly attuned to me. I order a scotch on the rocks for me and a strawberry daiquiri for her, knowing how much she likes her sweets.

"Glad to see you made it," Anne says, setting our drinks down.

"We've had a good week," I say, grinning at Izzy, who smiles back at me.

"Good, you guys deserve that!" She smiles, winking at Izzy. "I'll catch up with you soon, but for now, duty calls."

After Anne leaves I turn my attention back to Izzy, who's stirring her drink. She looks lost in thought and the way she's chewing on her lip makes me think they aren't all good thoughts.

"What's going on in there?" I ask, tapping her temple lightly.

"Noth-"

Her dismissal dies on her lips with a raised brow from me. Too easily she says nothing to brush uncomfortable questions away. Tonight the stakes are higher and she knows it. Taking her over my knee in the middle of the crowded club isn't out of the norm and I think she's getting an idea how direct I can be.

"Sorry Sir," she murmurs, dropping her gaze. I lift her chin to look at me, not letting her off that easy.

"Just a busy mind... I haven't been here in a non-work way since... that night..." Izzy trails off, her voice small and wavering.

"Do you want to leave?" I ask, gauging her reaction. She's torn and either way, I'll respect her decision, though I'd prefer to stay and make this a positive experience for her again.

"Umm," she mumbles, struggling. "I want to stay... It just feels odd... Everything's different. I'm here with you, I know I'm safe, and yet I feel uneasy... It makes no sense."

"It makes perfect sense," I reply, kissing her temple and wrapping my arm around her. "I'm not going anywhere though, you're stuck with me. The moment it gets to be too much I want you to tell me." My tone is no-nonsense, I don't want her to hold back on my account.

"Yes Sir," she replies with a small smile.

"What do you think about looking at the shows going on tonight?" I ask, gauging her reaction. Izzy bites her lower lip and mulls it over for a moment before nodding.

"I'd like that Sir," she replies with a smile. There's a cautious curiosity shining in her eyes and I want nothing more than to feed it.

I slip out of the booth, holding a hand out for her and grin as she takes it and slides out after me. There's a simple divider separating the bar area from the play floor below. Taz nods at us as we walk by but says nothing, keeping his ever watchful eye on the patrons.

The first stage I lead Izzy up to is mid scene as a Dominatrix degrades her male submissive, a rather large man by comparison but she has him well underhand. Izzy only looks for a moment before she averts her gaze.

Safe to say we can cross that off the list.

Not wanting to keep her there too long I quickly lead her away to the next stage. A woman is midway through a complex shibari tie. Her rope bunny looks to be almost in a trance as her Mistress works away.

Izzy stands there, lips parted and eyes glued as she takes in every inch of them. I guide her closer to the front row to get her a better view and it is apparent I made the right choice as she focuses even harder.

"Are you my budding rope bunny?" I murmur against her ear, pulling her tightly to my chest.

"I can be whatever you want me to be Sir," she replies, unblinking.

A sharp swat to her ass has her yelping and her attention broken as she turns to me, confusion clear across her face.

"That wasn't the question I asked," I warn with a hard look. "Next time you evade a question from me, I will punish you on the spot. Understood?"

I see something flash in her eyes but she quickly pushes it away and nods. A raised brow from me is all she needs to remember to use her words and say 'yes sir'.

Turning her back to the scene in front of us I pull her back flush against my chest. In a moment she relaxes and presses against me. Her soft, fruity scent and warmth has my blood flowing south as we watch.

By the end, the rope bunny is trussed up in an elegant and seductive web, making her look frozen mid dance. I don't miss how engrossed Izzy is, never taking her eyes off of them, particularly the sub.

"You want to be her?" I ask, watching her reaction.

Izzy hesitantly nods but furrows her brows. "I don't know if I would want to be naked in front of people, but I would like to try it."

"Your body is only for me Bella," I assure her. "I won't hesitate to take you over my knee or punish you on the spot if you need it, but that-" I nod to the naked woman tied on display, "-is only for me." She smiles and relief flashes in her eyes.

Clearly we can cross off exhibitionism from her list too, but she seems to like to watch...

"Enjoying yourselves?" Anne asks, walking over with a knowing grin.

"Absolutely," I grin back. Not hearing anything from Izzy I look down to see she's waiting for permission which I quickly grant.

"Very much so," she answers with a coy smile.

"I haven't got long but I thought I'd let you know that Viktor is about to start in the back corner with Natasha," Anne says with a dark glint in her green eyes.

"Oh?" I mumble, not remembering that from the line up.

"Last minute substitution," Anne fills in. "Apparently his sub has been quite a bad girl..."

So a punishment.

I pause looking at Anne for clues. If it was a rough punishment I doubt she would suggest Izzy watch it. Lord knows the experience I've had with her already leaves discipline on the center of the table.

"Lead the way," I say to Anne, drawing a curious look from Izzy. "Let's go see what happens to naughty subs who misbehave."

Izzy shivers in my arms but her eyes swim with dark desire and excitement.

Fuck me.