I didn't leave the house in just the skimpy clothes; Sasha gave me a long coat and I wore my boots. He wore a jacket over his shirt too, and when we got to the club our outerwear was checked at the door.

Part of me was relieved to see that I was actually more dressed than others that roamed around, and another part of me was somewhat horrified. I had seen skimpy clothes at the club before, don't get me wrong, but this was a whole new level of slutty.

There were leather halters and crop tops, short shorts, ripped and torn open cloth, even thongs! One thing I did notice was a lot of collars in the place. The people who weren't wearing them were the ones that were chatting and carrying on like it wasn't a fetish club.

Not a few people greeted Sasha when he came in the door. I was confused at first because they called him 'Master Alex.' One thing was clear though, he had not been by the place in a long time. Demyan, or Master Dem as they called him, was beaming with happiness when we showed up.

"Aleksandr, my cousin. Come to the private booth I booked for us. Sit and enjoy yourself!" He dragged Sasha through the place to a quieter section at the back, away from the pounding music and grinding bodies in leather.

I followed them quietly, keeping my eyes on Sasha. Then he turned and grabbed onto my hand, to keep us from getting separated, and I felt a warmth pool in my stomach to relieve the nervous feeling I was having. His hand was warm and solid. It was something soothing and real.

A few of the others turned to look at me curiously, obviously wondering who I was and what I was doing with Sasha. I could feel their eyes, even if I didn't look right at them. I felt a bit jealous at the thought of Sasha spending time with these people before I even knew him.

"Master Alex, who is the boy? You disappear for a year and come back with a collared boy?" One of the people who sat with them grinned at nodded towards me. Sasha made the hand signal to worship, so I kneeled next to his feet and clutched his leg.

"Jesus, he is well trained too. Looks like you've been busy." Another one said in a singsong voice. I could feel her eyes on me and clutched his leg a bit tighter.

"Be nice everyone. This is my boyfriend, Lukas. He is a bit new to everything but agreed to be my boy." He ran his fingers through my hair, and I leaned into his touch. "These are my friends, Mistress Helen, Master Ken, Master Jed, and Mistress Viv. Say hello to them."

"Hello Sir's friends." I said with a nod to them. I buried myself into the side of Sasha and his hand came up to stroke my hair affectionately.

"Well then, if you have your boy with you is it alright if we invite a few subs to join us? It might make the kid more comfortable." Master Jed said with a gesture at me, since I was the only one of the group who was kneeling.

"Sure, but make sure they are experienced and well behaved. I don't want them teaching my boy any bad habits." I wanted to giggle at Sasha's words. He had a point. I had enough of my own bad habits to work on.

Master Dem called over a bouncer for the private area and they said a few words. After a few minutes, a small group of people were escorted up to the private lounge with us. A couple of girls wearing skimpy outfits and a few of the boys wearing little except collars were brought over.

The Masters without set partners seemed to pick their favourites, and the new folks went to kneel next to them. I noticed most of them wore collars without locks on them, and were very practised as they went to their Masters for the night.

The girls sat next to Master Ken and Demmy. I was interested to see him being reasonably respectful to this girl, as compared to the last one. He stroked her hair and pecked a kiss on her forehead, which made her blush.

"Lisa is a club regular. She is somewhat shy and reserved, very good at being a sub." Sasha whispered to me. I nodded. She glanced over at me and smiled. I smiled back nervously.

Master Jed introduced everyone around. It was surprisingly true that I felt a little more comfortable not being the only one kneeling next to someone. I watched how they all just sat quietly and were being petted or relaxing next to their Master.

Mistress Viv had her boy get up and get them both drinks. I say boy, but I think he was actually much bigger than her. It didn't seem to bother either of them. He looked happy to serve her and sit at her feet as she ruffled his hair.

The other boy with Master Jed was stealing glances at Sasha and myself. I smiled at him, and he looked away shyly. Part of me wanted to ask him questions about being a sub, and maybe about being with another guy like this, but I didn't know him that well.

I figured it didn't take much from what I was seeing here. Just pay attention to the person you were with, keep to yourself, answer when spoken to... the usual stuff I did with my parents in a dinner meeting anyways. I smiled to myself at the thought.

"Lukas, could you get us drinks please?" I looked up at the question and nodded furiously.

"Yes Sir. What would you like tonight?" I asked before I got up, leaning in close.

"I'll have a pint of their local special. Get yourself a Coke if you wish." He replied, stroking my chin. I smiled and got up to get them. I kept my eyes down but was careful about where I was walking so I didn't bump anyone.

The bar was not too far from where we were sitting, but I had to skirt a dance floor. Other people made their way around the dancers, or through them. It was a mash of men and women in leather all grinding together.

I went up to the bar and waited for the bartender to finish with the person ordering. He took a look at my collar and then nodded at me to order next.

"Uh, I... need a pint of the local special and a Coke please." I asked hesitantly. He stared at me for a second, glanced at the collar and then raised a brow.

"He wants to know for which Master." A voice said from my side. I glanced over thankfully and nearly had a heart attack when I saw who was standing there.

"T-t-thanks. Uh, for Master Alex." I stuttered over my words as none other than my co-worker Marcus stood next to me with a narrowed gaze and pursed lips. We stood awkwardly in silence as the bartender made up the drinks after tapping them into the computer.

"So, Master Alex huh?" Marcus finally said to me with a bland look. His gaze dropped to my collar and back to my face. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to speak to him or not, so I just kept my gaze from his eyes and nodded. He seemed to understand my dilemma, so he didn't push me for an answer.

"I don't have a committed Master at the moment. The last one I had was a bit of an asshole. Master Alex is one of the good ones, so make sure you treat him right." He commented with a warning look. Then he seemed to disappear into the crowd.

I accepted the two drinks from the bartender and carefully made my way back to the private booth. Sasha thanked me and gave my hair a ruffle as I sat to drink my Coke. He seemed pretty content as he talked with his friends over the next hour or so.

One of the other boys suggested we go and dance while they caught up. I saw how he tapped to get his Master's attention, asked permission to speak, then asked his question. It reminded me of school honestly.

"Do you want to get up and go dance with them, Lukas? It will give you a chance to talk and stretch your legs." Sasha offered. I was a little nervous to leave his side, but I nodded reluctantly when Master Dem asked his sub girl to go with me.

"Come on, Lukas. Let's go shake it up." Lisa said with a grin as we all piled onto the dance floor. I felt a little self conscious as the others chatted and bumped together companionably.

"How long have you been with Master Alex?" The guy who was with Master Jed asked me curiously. I found out his name was Nick.

"Uhm, living together as boyfriends? Only a few months actually." I admitted. Lisa made an awe sound and hugged my side.

"That's so cute! I am so happy Master Alex found someone so adorable to be his boy." She gushed. I laughed as she spun around on the dance floor excitedly.

"How did you two meet anyways? I've never seen you at the club before." The other girl asked me over the loud music.

"Oh, I'm not from around here. I met him through his work. We just... sort of clicked. You know?" I hedged on telling these new people everything. Nick was staring at me with a strange look, and I couldn't even recall half their names.

"Yeah, sometimes you meet cool people in the strangest ways!" Lisa said with a cheerful shout and a spin. I really liked hanging out with her, even if she was really hyper away from the Masters. We danced until I felt like my lungs were going to burst and laughed with her.

"I have to pee, hold on." I waved her off dancing for a minute and made my way over to the private lounge area. I tapped my chest, but Sasha was deep in conversation with one of the others. I tapped three times frantically, and Demmy saw me and waved to me to go ahead.

I scrambled to the set of washrooms and sighed in relief as I went. My skin was all sweaty and I really had to work to tuck myself back inside the skimpy shorts. I noticed that my arms were covered in glitter, probably from the outfit Lisa was wearing.

I laughed to myself and made my way back to the dance floor once I washed my hands and arms. I suddenly stopped as a wall of black leather blocked my way. I took a step back and scrunched my brows.

"Sorry about that, I'll go around." I bowed a little and moved to the left. The large body moved to block me again.

"I believe you forgot something, boy." The gruff voice growled at me and I gulped. I shook my head and moved to the right, trying to get around him.

"No, I said I was sorry. Please let me get back to my friends." I replied carefully, trying to step around him. He shot out a hand and shoved me back. I hissed as I stumbled into the wall just outside the bathrooms.

"You forgot the Sir, you disrespectful little shit. Get on your knees and kiss my fucking feet!" He demanded with a hiss. I shook my head, my knees shaking as the bigger dude boxed me in.

"Not happening. Only my Master is called Sir. If you have a problem with that, you can discuss it with him. Now please let me go back to my friends." My voice was surprisingly calm. I was confused though. Why was this guy giving me a hard time?

"What's that? Did you just talk back to a Dom? I don't think so little slave. On your fucking knees. Your mouth is good for kissing feet and sucking dick you slut. Get to it." The guy grabbed my hair and tried to press me down, and I struggled against him.

Suddenly a splash of cold water hit the guy in the face, ice and all. He turned with a glare to the culprit, who furiously shoved him away and grabbed me. I was shaking terribly as I heard the guy shouting at the man.

"...against the rules! I'll have you fucking banned you piece of shit!"

"Try it you fucking slut! This stupid faggot was coming on to me!"

"Liar! You should know better than to touch someone with a fucking lock!" I was pulled away by a few sets of strong arms, one which was familiar and smelled like home. I turned into them and sobbed in relief.

"It's okay baby. I got you. You're okay." Sasha's warm breath caressed my cold skin, and his words soothed my frazzled nerves.

"Thank you, what's your name kid?" Demmy was grabbing our coats as we stood in the entryway to the club. I was shivering from the adrenalin and Sasha wrapped the long coat around my shoulders, holding me tight.

"Marcus. Is he going to be okay?" I saw the concern in his eyes as I was dragged out into the cold air outside.

"Yeah, he'll be fine. My cousin will look after him." Demmy replied before the door shut. Sasha pulled me into the car and buckled me in, then got in and cranked the heater on full. He stroked a hand in my hair, and I leaned over the console to lay on his lap as he drove.

"Are you okay, Lukas?" His words floated over me and I gulped, thinking back and assessing myself.

"I'm not hurt." I whispered to him, not looking up. He sighed and stroked my head again.

"You aren't okay... but you will be baby. Let's get you home and all warmed up." His tone was understanding, and I felt myself slowly relaxing under his hand.

We got inside and he ran me a hot bath, stripping off my club wear and tossing them into the garbage. He got naked too and climbed into the tub with me. It was a tight fit with both of us, but it felt good to have his arms wrapped around me.

"I didn't flirt with him, Sasha Sir." I mumbled after a little bit. I felt tears leak from my eyes. He hushed me and stroked my hair.

"I know, Lukas. You don't have to explain to me. I know you would never do that." He kissed my forehead and held me tightly. I let the tears run out, holding onto him tightly. He didn't complain or pull away.

"I love you Sasha." I whispered with my face pressed tightly into his neck. He squeezed me tightly, so hard I felt my ribs creak.

"I love you too, Lukas. So, so much." His voice sounded choked and his hand ran lovingly over the collar that still sat around my neck. I smiled at the gesture. I pulled back and looked at him.

"Can I wash your back, Sir?" I asked with a sheepish smile. He smiled back, his eyes a little watery. His forehead pressed against mine and he nodded. I felt a kiss on my lips, gentle as a breeze.

"I'd like that. Thank you, Lukas. That's my good boy."

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