Disguised Exotics

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Royal Knowledge

Cherry

“Admit it, Cherry,” Victoria laughed. “You’re having fun!” She yelled over the music as we danced along to the beat.

I was having fun and I was glad I actually came here. There was no one to tell me what to do at this moment or how I act. I felt a little bit free and I will enjoy every ounce of it at this moment. I knew as soon as I returned home, I will be thrown back into expectations and thinking of my future. But right now, I was going to enjoy my friend’s birthday party.

“I am!” I laughed back as I kept moving my body to the beat of the music.

“I think it’s going to get even better for you.” She said high enough for me to hear over the music.

“Why?” I questioned, not stopping my moving hips at all.

She looked over my shoulder and back at me with a grin on her face. “There’s a masked man leaned up against the wall, staring at you.”

“What?” I asked, turning to look behind me when I felt Victoria turn me back to face her.

“Just keep dancing. He might come over to you. He hasn’t taken his eyes off you ever since you started dancing.”

My heart thuds nervously in my chest. My nerves were going wild inside me as the inch to turn and see who was watching coursed through my body. “What does he look like?”

“I can’t see too much. He has on a black mask and he has long and thick curly silver horns. I don’t want to assume his species but I think he’s a goat-oh shit!”

I frown at her sudden outburst. “What is it?”

“He’s coming right this way.”

I swallowed hard as I tried to stay calm and prepared to act so cluelessly when he is near me. Just as I was ready to turn and meet my possible admirer, a guy with Victoria’s description walked right past us and through the crowd. My eyes followed his back and my jaw dropped when I noticed he was aiming for a woman behind a few people and Victoria.

I let go of the breath I didn’t know I was holding in and sighed. I should feel relief, no? But I didn’t. That actually pinched something in my gut. I really thought I had one’s attention.

“I’m sorry, Cherry. I thought-”

“It’s okay.” I forced a smile. “Where’s the bathroom. I drank too much punch.” I say honestly. My bladder was about to explode.

She led me off the dance floor and we walked down a long hallway with closed doors. The last two doors down the hall were the bathrooms.

“Victoria!” Someone shouted gaining both of our attention just before we could go in the bathroom. It was Griffin, one of Raver’s buddies.

“Raver drunk ass is going crazy at the bar. He’s trying to fight the bartender.”

“That asshole,” Victoria muttered before turning to look at me thinking on a choice of what to do first.

I chose for her. “Go ahead. I’ll meet you guys at the bar.”

She didn’t look too sure of leaving me alone.

“I can stay with her.” Griffin offered.

I shook my head. “I am fine. You guys go. I know how Rave acts when he’s drunk.”

It took a minute to convince both of them before they hurried in the direction of the bar. I walk into the ladies’ bathroom and picked a clean stall to relieve myself. I took a moment to get myself together and washed my hands after the toilet self flushed. I slipped my mask off for a quick second before placing it back on.

I walked out of the bathroom and walked down the long hallway. I looked at one of the doors curiously. I wonder what was in here. Curiosity got the best of me. My hand touched the knob and twisted it. The door was unlocked and I pushed it open.

My eyes glanced around curiously as I took in the room. I took in all the chains, the cuffs, the bars, the bed, and loops on the post. The lights were dimmed down to a low orange color. Strange lighting for a room. I walked over to the drawer against the wall and pulled open the first one.

I peeked inside and found a funny looking ball with leather straps. I grabbed it and examined it closely. I took in the craft and it looked like a collar with the addition of a ball. What was it? A weird looking necklace, I say.

“That is a Ball Gag.”

I gasped in fright as I turned to face the deep voice that answered my unspoken question. I swallowed hard at all the muscle I was getting in my line of vision. I couldn’t how my eyes took him in and trailed over his dangerous bare chest. His dark red-skinned chest was free of hair and his nipples were a darker shade of red. His sculptured abs made a perfect trail to his lower package and the sweats he wore didn’t hide the shape of his...

Was it hot in here or was it me?

He was an Infernal. His long and thick horns made it clear. He wore a black mask to cover his identity and it made me curious about who he was under the mask.

“What are you doing here?” He questioned.

“Oh, I-I, um,” I was stuttering. Something I never do but I was caught in a place where I shouldn’t be. I placed the ball gag back where I found it and closed the drawer back. “I’m sorry. I let my curious mind get the best of me. You know how the mind works in mysterious ways.” I laughed nervously.

He didn’t say anything. He stared at me and I assume he was waiting for me to go. “Well, I’ll take my leave, now. Apologies for snooping in your things.”

I walked in the direction of the closed door. He must have shut it when he caught me snooping in his things.

“Do you want to try it?”

“What?” I stopped, hoping he’ll clarify.

“The ball gag,” He gestured over to the drawer. “Do you want to try it on?”

I shrugged. Why not? It seemed like an odd necklace to wear but I’m sure people wear it for a reason.

I watch him walk to a cabinet and pull it open. I watched as his muscles flexed unintentionally and I didn’t know why I found this stranger so intriguing to my mind. I must have some loose screws.

He opened up a package and pulled out a similar-looking object to the one I held before. He walked back over to me and my nerves began to rattle inside me nervously. He towered over me and stared down at my lips.

“Open your mouth.”

I looked at him in confusion. Why did I have to open my mouth? Wasn’t this going around my neck?

“Why?”

“You have to get it wet first.”

Wet?

Okay, I must be a lost cause or he isn’t making zero sense at all.

“I am confused. Why do I have to put that in my mouth when it is supposed to go around my neck.”

His lips turned up, amusement clear as day even with his mask on. “Is that what you think, princess?”

“Uh, that’s what I know.” I respond in a ‘duh’ tone.

“You have it all wrong.” He mused. “This goes over your mouth.”

I frown. “Why would that go over my mouth? What’s it used for anyway?”

“This item goes over a submissive’s mouth during intimate activities. The ball gag deprives them of speech during intimacy. It’s pleasurable on both sides.” He says making me wonder how we get to intimacy.

My eyes stared at the ball in horror. Ball Gag? Intimacy? Pleasurable? I looked around the room another time and everything was becoming much clearer. This was not a dungeon. This is a room where BDSM takes place.

Oh, boy, oh, boy. What did I walk into?

“I see your understanding more clearly.” He says, stating the obvious.

“You think?” I inhaled sharply.

This was a pain room. from all the stories I hear and done research on. BDSM represented more pain than pleasure and here I was in a room where are that action happens.

“I can see you haven’t been in a room like this.”

I glared up at him and all I see on his face was pure amusement as he watched me take in what I was surrounded by.

“I think it’s time to take my leave,” I muttered, turning on my heels.

“What a shame,” He spoke up. “I really wanted to see what it looks like on you.”

I paused in my footing and turned to look at him. I was disturbed and yet, I was still wondering how it would feel to have it on me.

“Okay.” I consented and that was all he needed from me before walking over to me. He held the ball against my lips and I opened my mouth waiting for him to place it in and tie it on me but he didn’t. I looked at him confused.

“I need you to get it wet for me.”

I did what he wanted me to and licked across the ball. At some point, I sucked on as much as I could and my eyes looked up, meeting his head-on. I don’t know what made me do it, but I took the ball deeper in my mouth. A low rumble came from him and he pulled the ball away. He then told me to have my mouth opened wide and he hooked the loops in the back. Once he pulled away, I swore his eyes gotten darker. Is it possible for black irises to become darker?

“Fuck, do you know how sexy you look?”

Something strange was happening to me after he said those words. I felt hot all over but an intense hot in a place I never thought I could be hotter. His forehead leaned on my own and utter four words that made me confuse and somewhat throbbing in a place I never had felt before.

“I can smell you.”

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