Betrayed by Pierce Arielle

Author:Pierce, Arielle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Holy shit.

Have I ever mentioned that I've never—like EVER—been in a leather bar? Or a bear bar. Or a BDSM bar, or any other kind of bar that wasn't mostly full of twinks, mods, preppy types and all their prom dates. I felt like a goldfish in a tank, surrounded by sharks.

First off, the place was dark, like really dark. And there were naked people. And people being spanked, people being whipped, people being fucked. Peter had suggested back at the house about sticking a leash on my collar but I had laughingly brushed it off. Now I wasn't so sure. At the very least it would have made sure I couldn't get separated from him. Not that such a thing might be possible, as I was so tightly at his side I could have almost been on his other side. If he had a zipper at his hip, I would have used it to crawl inside him and make sure I was safe.

Not surprisingly we were late. Like very late, like other people were close to leaving late. One of the ones who wanted to leave was his friend. That was nerve-wracking, this dude looking daggers at me when we walked in. It was his business partner as well, not the same one I had briefly met that time last month when Peter had fucked me in front of the men in the wine shop. No, this dude was way more hard-core looking. Scary looking, actually. Tall, burly, so much leather on him he'd squeak when he walked, he was the very epitome of a leather daddy. The dude could have had me with both hands tied behind his back. And the look in his eyes said he could own me, if he wanted.

I wish we had stayed home.

There were more harnesses on men than I'd ever seen in my life. It wasn't a turn on, I was trying hard not to laugh in my nervousness. A guy walked by that, really, had no business wearing a leather jock strap and nothing else. The image of his body was seared into my eyes. But that was nothing to the two who just started going at it, right next to me. I swear they even gave me a 'what you gonna do about it, little boy?' look as the one man went down on the other fella in the chaps. That did it for me, I clung—literally clung—to Peter. Respect for Peter's reputation prevented me from grabbing his hand like the scared little boy that I was, but still.

“Your boy's scared.”

I blinked, trying hard not to stare at the couple beside me to look up at the speaker. It was Peter's business partner. His tone was snide and I glanced at Peter to see if he had heard it. From his smile it looked like he hadn't, nor did any of his other friends in the circle we had joined. If anything they just looked over at me and chuckled.

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