It was a tense few minutes as the Head Dom or Slave Master Alexi as some called him searched my belongings. Despite it being the end of my shift it was only the start of many employees nights. The locker room was overflowing with people, however, Alexi had plenty room due to them all having paused in their routines to stand back and watch the show.
I felt rather embarrassed as he picked through my unopened condoms and lube. It was becoming abundantly clear how little s*x I had.
"Guess he doesn't like it when he's not getting paid." A hushed voice slithered out.
"No I think he prefers it when Daddy's bitching him around." Another chorused.
You'd think a bunch of like minded freaks wouldn't be so judgmental but when you're human and they're racially superior there's not much you can do.
"You're all clear on this front but we'll be moving on now if you're ready. " He spoke languidly, as if all my affects didn't lay open on the bench.
"I just need to get change-" I began
"Go ahead." He snipped in, preventing me from continuing.
I gaped at him for a moment before baring myself of my leathers and slipping casuals. I swiftly shoved my items in my bag before throwing the lube and condoms in my locker.
"Guess he won't be needing those." A snarky voice remarked. Alexi just seemed to grin on response seemingly happy with what he had found.
"Master Alexi won't you be playing tonight?" The same voice called out, halting us as we began to exit the room. He was on of the many subs allowed to call Alexi by his title not Sir. It was seemingly only me who had been refused this permission.
"Not tonight sweetheart, I have some dirty laundry to tidy up." I couldn't help but wonder how following me home was considering a household chore but tried not to make my confusion too apparent.
As expected I failed to do so, my face reflecting how puzzled I was. This, of course, created laughter again. Because, of course, stupid confused humans are so amusing. I flushed harshly for the umpteenth time that night and quietly trotted after Master Alexi.
The chilled air caressed my skin rather pleasantly when we stepped out of the club. It was a cool reminder of my humiliation from earlier but aided me in calming down. Both of us stood in silence. Neither saying a word as I turned to glance at him. I startled as I found him looking at me expectantly.
"Huh" I couldn't help but question. Immediately slapping my hand over my mouth at the informality.
"Huh?" He mimicked, however, emphasising his own questioning. "Are you going to show me your place now?"
"Oh uh, the next bus should be in thirty minutes we left too late to catch my normal one."
"We'll drive." Exasperated he turned and began walking to his car. I didn't recognise the make but I did recognise the wealth. Leather seats. Italian leather seats I'd discovered when I dragged my bag across said seats.
"Italian leather." He spoke sharply, rolling his eyes when I looked at him dumbly. "Unless you want to pay to replace the Italian leather seats I suggest you mind yourself."
"Oh." I'd both said and thought. I wondered if the same Italian leather was upholstered in the back seats. It must have been expensive. But I suppose Head Dom and Head of V.I.P are well paying positions. My wonders would have to stay that way for the curtain separating the front and the back left no gaps to glance through. I wondered what use a car of this size would hold. Perhaps more people? It was just us at the moment.
I didn't get time to wonder much more before he cleared his throat.
"The address?"
"123 xxxxx road on the corner of xxxxx avenue, it's downtown." He simply nodded in response.
The normal thirty minute bus trip took him five. I suppose it was the lack of stops along the way and his lack of regard for speed being immortal. He parked next to a smaller much sadder looking car before stepping out of the car.
This time I was more careful as I pulled my bag from the car, lifting it from the seats rather than dragging it across. As I stepped back he was right behind me seeming pleased at the treatment of his seats. Reaching across my chest he pushed the door closed and c****d his head. Where next he was asking.
I slipped past him, having to brush against him as I headed towards my apartment building entrance. As my backed turned the car door clicked open again. I spun around, confused.
Angel and Cassius were the first to exit followed by Michael, the other twin, Raven guy and Big guy.
I all but gapped at them.
"Michael politely offered to be the witness." Alexi offered up in response, clearly enjoying my sudden shock.
"Witness?" I whispered, the coolness of the air having more bite than I could manage.
"Yes, it's to prevent any intimidation you may feel while I search your home. Holding a position of authority makes it necessary for me to have him attend." His voice was calm but left no room for argument.
"And...them?" I questioned hesitantly.
"They offered to assist me, if that's alright of course?" He answered.
"Oh...oh... yeah." I spun around swiftly before recommencing my path to the entrance. They followed silently the only encouragement a soft brush at my back each time my pace slowed.
Soon. Too soon. We were at the door. Alexi didn't miss a beat, simply pulling my keys from his pocket and turning them in the lock.
Open. The door opened too fast. I was suddenly regretting my past choices quite heavily. I could only hope they would think nothing of my shrine. It was plausible to be an arrangement of rubbish.
"What floor?" A sharp voice rang out. Unfamiliar.
"Bottom... er... Master.....Sir....?" Unsure of the correct title I try both.
"Master Adrian" He corrected. Caramel man's name was Adrian. Adrian and Michael sounded good together. Not like Luke and Michael. No wonder Michael hung off him like that.
"Oh...Thank you Master Adrian." I responded after collecting my thoughts. "It's straight ahead.."
Master Adrian stepped forward crossing the room to the first door. G001. Ground floor. Apartment one. The keys blurred past me as Alexi tossed them.
"Time to find out huh?"