Chapter 247: At the Club
If you didnt know what it was, youd never guess the nondescript building in downtown Toronto was a BDSM club. It was just any other mid-century brick and glass box, neither tall nor short, and it was within walking distance of Scotts studio apartment. Which was one of the deciding factors when hed leased the tiny abode, a place to leave his things when he was working in the wilderness, a place to lay his head when he was in the city.
He hadnt been to the club in several months, and he looked forward to blowing off some steam with a willing submissive. Or two. Unlike Blake, who was a confirmed Daddy Dom, Scott vacillated between types of submissives he liked to play with.
He could be a Daddy, but truthfully, littles were exhausting. More power to Blake, though, he thought.
He could be a Master to a slave, but that was also not exactly his preference either. He enjoyed impact play as much as the next Dom, but he just didnt have it in him to be a sadist.