Chapter 31 Time to Fuck

31: Time to Fuck

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Entering inside the club feels like a sensory overload. Dark lit club with beautiful patterns of blue and red spotlights. The dark walls are decorated with toys, whips, ropes, and whatnot. Music is very light, as if they don’t want to suppress the chatter and moaning. A shiver runs through my body when I hear a steady sound of a whip being stuck.

Someone is playing.

But I cannot see them. Instead, I can only see a restaurant and bar on the side. People in elegant dresses enjoying themself. Lena was right. It looks like thongs and see-through tops are like jeans and t-shirts here.