The truck came to a third stop, and this time around he turned the engine off. "Stay," he told her before getting out, leaving her to wonder where he was. I was tempted to remove the blindfold. But then, maybe he'd get mad at her, and she may ruin the day. She had grown up being used to the name, a "good girl".
Maybe being the opposite isn't too bad. Just as I almost raised my hands to take the blindfold off, her door opened.
Someone's hand landed on my waist, and as I almost argued, I heard his low, sexy voice. "Come on, baby. Let's start the day."
I stepped out of the truck, clenching my purse harder than expected, and walked a bit awkwardly for the adjustment with the blindfold still on.
"Something wrong?" Daniel asked, his hand still on my waist.
"It's just..." I blushed and couldn't help but finish my sentence.
"Tell me," he moved his hand on my back in a soothing manner, urging me to tell him what was wrong.
"Don't I look weird?"
"You look nothing but stunning, sweetheart."
"I'm not talking about my outfit," I replied with a sigh. Then I added, "with the blindfold I mean?"
"No worries. Here, you fit in just fine."
Where the hell is he taking me? Could it be at a secret club?
"Hello," a stranger's voice startled her. I could do nothing but nod. At first, I figured I was not supposed to talk to him directly unless I was introduced but once my kinky side kicked in, I became more and more curious.
"Hello," Daniel greeted back to the stranger, "Davidson..." He added in a business tone.
"Ah, Mr. Davidson. Mr. Charleston has been waiting for you."
"Yeah," Daniel's response sounded distracted while leaving me momentarily.
The next thing I knew, I felt fabric around my neck. "You can now remove your blindfold."
I was not surprised at the luxury of my surroundings. As I walked next to Daniel, I gasped at the image of a naked woman tied up on a bed in the center of what appeared to be the hall, and she was being seduced in front of everyone.
Oh my god, what did I get myself into? "Don't worry. You'll never be exposed like that. Not with me anyways."
We went to the bar where a man had his dick inside a naked woman's mouth. "Look who's back home, Daniel Davidson!" A man said to him.
"Good to see you," he said in acknowledgement.
The man was clearly happier to see Daniel that he was to see him, but he looked fine with it for some reason.
"Care to introduce me to your submissive?" He asked.
My eyes drifted to his face, noticing the lust in his hazel colored eyes. Although the guy looked to be in his early thirties and well-built, he looked like bad news.
"Michelle," Daniel said deliberately, "This is an old college mate of mine, Nathaniel Charleston. Nathaniel, this is Michelle."
"Will you be participating in the show?" his eyes looked at me from head to toe.
"You know I never do. And do not look at her like that. She didn't know she was coming and dressed to seduce me and only me."
"Hey," the guy held his hands up, "I was just asking man."
"Well, if you looked at the red necktie..."
I could only guess the red necktie meant something like her not participating in public events.
"Two Sex with the Bartender, please," Daniel ordered, ignoring him.
Soon enough, their drinks were in front of them, and I sipped at it carefully, tasting it for the first time.
It wasn't a hard drink, so I was able to drink it pretty quickly. Witnessing all of this made me anxious. He wasn't just any man set to seduce, he could have anyone he wanted, yet he chose me. I don't know if I should feel happy or scared. "I don't know if I can do this."
Daniel raised his eyebrows. "It'll be okay. I'll take care of you like I promised."