Day #0
Saturday, August 31st 2024
It was a stormy night. He wore a black rain coat and headed towards the famous club named 'Daddy's Babygirl'. As he entered, he bumped into someone. He turned towards the person.
"Josh? Oh god! What's with this scary look? I almost thought I was gonna get stabbed!"
Josh was a regular customer of the club. He knew most of the people who visited on Saturdays. The person he bumped into was one of them.
"Oh bro! What do I say now! My car had stopped working in the middle of nowhere. I had to call someone to help me get it to the servicing station. After I reached there, I was told that the servicing thingy would take a few hours. You know how hectic my week days are. I was frustrated. I had to come here. So, I asked for an umbrella or something. But unfortunately, this was all they had. I have given them this club's address. They will leave the car in the parking area after they are done."
"Wow! They do that?"
"Of course, not. I had to give them a lot of extra money."
Josh told his friend, he didn't seem to recall the name of, the entire story. This was one of the best things about the club. Everyone knew each other.
Everybody was everybody's friend. But, people hardly remembered each other's names. That was because most of the time people were drunk.
But, don't we all agree that talking to a complete stranger is way better than talking to someone you know well?
"Well, it's about time you find your little. I'm off early today. Go, have fun." He patted Josh's shoulder and left.
Josh brushed his slightly wet hair with his fingers. His wet hair looking exactly like other men in the club. The difference being Josh had water and the others had sweat.
Josh wanted to drink. But, he also wanted to dance so much that his stress would go away. He decided to start dancing first.
A man joined him. Then, another. And another. Again, another. Soon it became a group of 10-11 men.
Everyone suggesting the other to approach girls in the club. Pushing the guy to give it a try. And even cheering up the ones who got rejected.
Josh's hair were no longer wet because of the water. But, nobody cared. 'As long as you are under the disco lights, nobody cares even if you are naked' was what people in the club said.
That was another good point. There were hardly anyone who tried dirty tricks. Or disrespected the other person's choice.
A 'no' is 'no'. It was very clear to everyone. And if, once in a blue moon, someone did try going against what's said above, then the owner of the club took strict actions against it.
Making sure the person would never repeat the mistake again. And of course, denied access to the club, forever. Josh was busy dancing when someone came from behind and held his shoulders.
He turned and saw another 'nameless friend' of his. He was panting. Josh patted his back, laughing.
"Calm down, buddy!"
"Bro, I've got just what you need!" He exclaimed excitedly.
Josh raised an eyebrow, not understanding a word. Before he could say more, the other guy pulled him by his hand to a darker area of the widely spread dance floor. Josh had no idea where he was going. His friend stopped and whispered in his ear.
"I remembered your type from the last time you told me and found someone." He smirked.
"Why didn't you try your luck first? Or already rejected?" He made a sympathetic face.
"The moment I saw her, I knew she was perfect for you. I just imagined the two of you together and BOOM! You guys looked gorgeous. And come on, I'd sacrifice my life for you, bro. She is just a girl. A very beautiful one at that."
Well, if you are wondering, nope! They don't know each other for a long time. They met at the club.
They've only talked about a couple of times. But, don't let this suprise you. That's just how boys are.
Just call another guy 'Brother' and they'll do anything for you. Getting jealous is something seen more in girls rather than boys. Not being stereotype but come on, don't we all agree?
He escorted Josh to the girl, was what that guy liked to thing. He was practically dragging him. He seemed to be more excited than Josh, for the moment they'd meet.
He felt like he was finally gonna complete an incomplete puzzle. Josh was just trying not to bump into someone too hard. The guy halted. He side hugged Josh and pointed at someone.
"Which one?"
He looked at Josh, shocked. He sighed and shook his head.
"You won't have said this if you could see her closely. Well, do you see the girl who's sitting on the longest chair? So cute! Look at how her legs dangle in the air. She's kicking them back and forth. She's naturally a sub. She wouldn't even have to fake it. Go talk to her. Look at her up close. You'll see why I choose her for you. Also, this is a secret, but I've already got a babygirl."
"Oh really? That's awesome. I'm so fucking happy for you, buddy! Congratulations! Okay, one last question. How did you see her closely?"
"I needed my drink and she passed it to me. That's it. Oh, also, with a tiny smile." He imitated the smile, shyly.
He said and pushed Josh in the direction of the girl. He then disappeared somewhere in the crowd. Josh turned to her.
He could only see her back. He started to notice other things as well. She was wearing a shiny black dress.
It was not clearly visible because of the darkness in the club. But, all Josh could see was that it shone everytime the disco lights fell on her. His feet took him closer to the brunette.
His view was getting clearer. He could now see the details on the dress. It looked like a simple sleeveless black dress reaching her mid-thighs which had a full-sleeved net on top of it reaching just below the main material.
There were sparkles on the net which was the reason her dress shone so much. Josh stopped just behind her.
"I'll accept you as my submissive." He said confidently.
The girl turned. Josh almost forgot how to breathe. Her round face. Her big eyes. Her small nose. The mole just below her neck.
She was just perfect. The girl's eyebrows knitted. She looked at Josh from top to bottom. She smiled, nervously.
"I'm so sorry. That's not why I'm here." She shook her head.
Josh sat on the nearest chair.
"Then, why are you here? This club is famous for people having ddlg kink. Most of the people in the club are looking for either a 'daddy' or a 'babygirl'. Or 'mommy' or 'babyboy'. Which is the reason the club is named so." He reasoned.
"I already know that. But, lemme remind you that this club is also famous for its tasty snacks and high quality liquor at a relatively low price." She said, giving her maximum attention to the snacks's plate in front of her.
"So, you are here to eat?" He emphasized 'eat'.
"And drink. But yeah, mostly eat." She corrected.
"But, why?" He asked, still surprised.
"I mean, why not?" She said, offended.
Josh was still trying to process the little conversation the two just had. On the other hand, the girl was having snacks, not bothered at all.
"Okay. Here's the thing. I think I really liked you and you are perfect to be my sub. I want you as my 'little girl'."
The girl almost chocked on her drink. She coughed a few times. Josh patted her back, lightly.
She jerked his hand away, not wanting to be touched by a creepy stranger. After some time, when she was normal again, she kept her hand on her chest and looked at Josh with raised eye brows.
"Excuse me? We don't even know each others' names. And no, please. I don't like the ddlg kink thingy. Nope. Never. Actually, I hate it. It is more than enough to turn me off. Go away! Shoo shoo. You are ruining my mood. I was so happy before you came and interrupted my date." She motioned with her hands as if shooing away flies.
"Date? With whom? I thought you were here to eat food."
"No! I'm not here to eat food."
"Are you kidding me? You just told me that. Like, a few seconds ago."
"It's complicated."
Josh got down from the chair and went near the girl. His chest was brushing against her arm.
"Explain it to me."
"Oof! Okay. Move away from me first. Let's go to the terrace. I need fresh air. I'm feeling kinda tipsy."
Josh and the girl started walking towards the terrace. The girl halted abruptly. She turned and took the plate of snacks and followed behind Josh.
They reached the terrace. One bottle of alcoholic beverage in each one's hand. They kept it down, on the floor.
"Don't you think your date will be waiting for you, baby?"
"Don't call me that. I'm Leah. Leah Patasky. And no. I'm not here for a date."
"What? You told me you were here on a date with someone just now!"
"I also said it was complicated. And yes, I did say I was on a date with someone."
"Oh god! Am I crazy or you are?"
"I'm not here on a date with someONE. I'm here on a date with someTHING."
"What!"
Leah raised the plate of snacks in her hands and started laughing. Josh face palmed himself. He glared at Leah, who was busy laughing. Leah took the bottle from the ground and drank from it.
"Anyways, I can't do what you are asking me to. I don't like it." She said, getting serious.
"Oh, come on. Could you at least give it a try?" He begged.
"What's your name?" She asked out of the blue.
"I'm Josh Miller. Don't change the topic." He glared.
"I'm not. What do I say? I already said what I had to." She tsked.
Josh sighed.
"Fine! You wanna spend the night with me?" He asked straight forward.
"No? I wanna drink and then go home to my dog. He must be missing me. Just like I do." She smiled at the thought.
"Do you like dogs?" He got an idea.
"I love dogs!" She said excitedly.
"I have two dogs! You wanna see them?" He said excitedly, trying to match her energy.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She almost popped out of her seat.
Leah stood up and tiny jumped on her spot, clapping her hands. She held Josh's arm and shook it vigorously.
"I wanna see. Please."
"Come to my house."
Leah's smile dropped. She left Josh's arm. She looked down.
"You are mean. I already hate you." She pouted.
"No no. I promise we wouldn't do anything. You'll just come to my house. Play with the dogs. And I'll drop you home." He smiled.
"Promise?" Her eyes sparkled.
"Promise."
"But, first I need to know you. I can't just go to a stranger's house like that."
"You have a point. Okay! Let's talk in the lounge. It'll be warm there. And you can have more snacks."
"Okay. Cool!"
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Leah and Josh parked their cars. Josh parked his car first so he could open the door for Leah. She came out of her car and thanked him.
He smiled at her. He held her hand in his. Leah was uncertain about how she felt about Josh holding her hand with so much authority.
But, she shrugged it off and let him escort her. He lived in a double-storey house.
"Tell me something about your neighborhood." She demanded.
"This neighborhood is clean, as you can see. It is not very noisy too. As most of the people here are senior citizens. Now, you'll ask me why I live here. I inherited this house from my parents. They had two houses. After they passed away, one house was given to me and other to my younger sister. She was more attached to my parents. So, she decided to keep the house in which they took their last breathe. They died too soon. Just because of my mom's phobia." He sighed.
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking."
Josh shook his head.
"Mom had Arachnophobia. She saw a spider in the room. She sprayed too much insect repellent to kill it. It did die. But, all this happened at night. Apparently, mom didn't thoroughly ventilate the room before sleeping. They suffocated in sleep. No one even noticed. After a few days, a courier boy came and complained about no one opening the door. That was when the neighbours noticed. Maybe if mom and dad were found sooner, they would have still been with us today. Maybe. And the worst part is, while spraying, mom was on a call with my sister. So, she still blames herself for their deaths." He sadly smiled.
"Oh no! That's sad. It's not at all her fault." She said, sympathizing with Josh's sister.
"I know. And maybe, somewhere, she does to. Anyways, it's all in the past. It was hard for the both of us. But, it's been years, now. She still gets a little upset about it, some times. But, I know she is strong. She can handle herself. Very well."
Leah just nodded. She caressed Josh's hand with her thumb. He opened the door of his house.
"Wow! That's a lovely house." She exclaimed.
"This is all done by my mom. She interior designed the house. I didn't change even a single thing."
"No way! Was she a professional?"
"She wasn't. But, she was naturally good at all these things. She was actually a gynecologist."
"I see. Looking at the pictures, she looks like a lovely woman." She smiled.
"She was. Anyways. Enough about me. Tell me about you."
"Sure! Where do I start? Okay. I live in an apartment. I just bought it. I came to the city to work. When I was new, I didn't have money as I had just started. I lived in a rented house for 3 years. First few months' rent was given by my parents. Then, after about 6 months I started paying it with my own salary. Alongside, I saved money. When I had enough, I bought a new apartment. I got it at a very cheap prize. My mom and dad were very disappointed. They wanted to help me. They could have bought me a house in the starting. But, I needed to be financially independent. I can't rely on them for everything. My apartment is tiny. It has a living room, kitchen, washroom, bedroom and my favorite... balcony! I've never lived in a place like this. But, I'm getting used to it. I can't leach off of my dad like a parasite, forever. I mean, look at me. I'm too pretty to be called a parasite. Yes?" She frowned and pointed at herself.
Josh still held Leah's hand. He was taking her to his room. He turned his head towards her while walking up the stairs.
"Yes. I completely agree."
Leah nodded her head in appreciation.
"I know! So, anyways. The majority of the people in my building are college students. And I feel so nice that I'm older than all of them. I mean, almost all of them. Because, some people are like me. But, very few. And we also have couples living in our building. I don't really know how many. But, my neighbours are newly-wed couple. They ran away from home to get married. And all they do is have sex. Like, all the time. And it's surprising for me that I don't find it irritating or disgusting or gross. I feel- I don't know if I should say this." She paused.
Josh and Leah entered a room. Josh sat her on his bed. Looking at her pouting so cutely and playing with her fingers made him want to push her to the bed and make her feel good.
He wanted to see her under him. He wanted to feel his head being trapped between her thighs while she pulled his hair, begging for a release. He subconsciously crouched in front of her.
When he realised what he had done, he made it look like it was completely natural. And that he definitely wasn't thinking about getting his face wet with Leah's cum. He put his hands on her knees and rubbed them, lightly.
"It's okay. Tell me what it is. Then, we'll meet my dogs."
Leah put her hands on top of Josh's hands. She fake laughed, trying to make things less awkward.
"I feel kinda jealous." She avoided eye contact.
"Oh! And why is that?"
"Because, the way she screams is so hawt! No, I'm not a lesbian. But, trust me when I say, I can even tell when she's cumming just by hearing her scream. It's weird to say this, but I also wanna cum like that. You know, I also wanna scream so loud that the neighbors get to know what I'm doing." She sighed.
"Are you a virgin?" He asked, standing up from the floor and sitting beside her.
"No. I'm not. But, I've only had sex 3 times. Lemme tell you. Okay?"
Josh just nodded. By now he had figured out that Leah was a very talkative, mischievous and naughty girl.
"So, first was about two and a half years ago, if I'm not mistaken. It was with a colleague. I was desperate to lose my virginity at that time. I thought it would be hella amazing. I wanted foreplay, so bad. I mean, at that time, I thought it was very obvious thing to do before penetration." She said frustrated.
"It actually is. It's needed to get your partner ready." He agreed.
"Exactly. But, all that guy did was shove his dick inside me. It was painful. He didn't even care about my orgasm. All he did was, fuck me as if I was some toy. And then, he came inside me. Ealier, he promised he wouldn't. But, he did. Then, I had to take pills. But unfortunately, I puked it all out after about 30 minutes. I took it again. Again puked. For a minute I thought that I was already pregnant. But, I calmed myself down and guessed I am allergic to it or something. Then, I just prayed to God. The second time was about 6 months after that. The guy was considered to be the best in his college days. Apparently, they said he had sex so many times that he had become a pro. This time, I even told the guy that I needed foreplay. And, oh my god!"
"Was he good?"
"I don't even know what he was doing. He had his fingers inside me. He was moving them in an unusual manner. He kept moaning. Let me repeat that for you. He kept moaning. Not me! I didn't even try to fake it. What the hell was that? 'Best' my ass. Then, I lied that I had an orgasm. And that idiot believed me. Was he not noticing my reactions? And then, of course, we fucked. It was making me so sleepy. After we were done, I went home and masturbated. But, I was so turned off that I didn't even orgasm while masturbating. Just imagine how disappointed I must have been that day! And the last time I had sex was about an year ago. I tell you, man! We stopped in between because his mom called. I mean, I understand you love your mom and all. But, how could he just leave me. Ugh! You know what? Let's just change the topic. This is so irritating." She almost ripped her hair off her scalp.
Josh held Leah's shoulder and turned her towards him. His face was close to hers. Leah's eyes became big. She was about to say something but Josh cut her off.
"Gimme a chance. I can make you scream. I can make you cum endless times. I will touch your favourite spots to your heart's content. I'll do everything you want me to. I can promise that you'll never not be satisfied. Lemme help you."
Josh's hand went to Leah's thighs. She was in shock. He caressed her with his nails.
She felt her stomach twisting after what she had just heard. She closed her eyes. He held her neck with his free hand. Their foreheads connected.
"Leave me." She moaned.
"Your moan says otherwise."
