The Billionaires' BDSM Sex Club: Deceiving Him

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I promise I will make this up to you."
    "You're damned right you will," Nadine teased, bending down and unzipping her thigh high stiletto boot.
    Lexie looked back down at the T5S and cringed. Something told her she wasn't going to like what it stood for. "So what does the T5S mean?"
    Nadine sighed and gave her a sympathetic smile. "It means tier five submissive."
    Lexie shrugged and stared blankly at her friend. "I have no idea what that means."
    Pulling off her first boot she kicked it under the plain wooden coffee table and began unzipping the second one. "Well, to simplify things for their members the club has established a system with those badges. Those labelled with an S or D, submissive or dominant, are ranked one to five."
    Glancing down at the badge, Lexie shrugged. "So what does a five do?"
    Looking up and meeting her friend's eyes, Nadine grinned and gave her a wink. "You do it all baby."
    All? What the fuck does she mean by all?
    Nadine continued with her explanation. "You like it as rough as they'll give it to you.
    Caning, gangbanging, humiliation, electrode stimulation, you like it as hard as they'll give it. Pain is your thang baby."
    Lexie blanched, her jaw going slack. "Are you fucking serious?" She'd been watching the videos online that Nadine had directed her to, in order to be prepared for virtually anything and everything she may encounter going on at the club. Doing it all was not even close to what she was signing up for.
    Nadine groaned, shaking her head. "It's not like you're actually going to do any of it.
    Geez, Lex. Be fuckin' happy I could get you one at all." She reached over to snatch the badge from Lexie's fingers, but Lexie was too fast, jerking the badge out of her reach.
    "I am. Thank you Nadine." She stood and gave her friend a quick hug. "I owe you big for this."
    Lexie's brow creased when she pulled away and peered over at her friend, noticing the devious look in her expression. "What's that look for?"
    Nadine laughed and gave her head a quick shake. "You don't owe me a thing girl. My payment will be getting to see you try and handle yourself in a place like that."
    With a huff, Lexie threw herself back in the armchair. "And why would you say that?
    I've been watching the videos."
    Nadine's increased laughter unsettled Lexie slightly. Of course she could handle it; it wasn't as though she was actually going to partake in the... activities or anything. She was going solely for the story. Get in, get the story and get out. Easy peasy.

    ****
"So, here's the deal. I can't guarantee they won't verify membership at the front door even with the badge since you're not a regular, so at 9pm sharp, fifteen minutes from now, the guard patrolling the back loading door is going on his break leaving it unguarded. I'll take my break at the same time and keep him distracted. Got it?" Nadine's voice instructed from the other end of Lexie's mobile phone.
    "I got it." Lexie rolled her eyes and then peered at herself in the rear view mirror.
    "And for the love of God Lexie. Don't. Get. Caught. Got it."
    Lexie huffed in exasperation. "Yes, yes, yes. I got it. Don't worry."
    "K - bye."
    "Bye." Lexie pressed the release button on her mobile and thrust it into her satin handbag. The minutes felt like hours as she sat in the car and waited for when she could walk down the street and then slip into the back of the club. She was so nervous she was nauseous. Nadine had picked out her outfit which consisted of a strapless red mini dress and black stiletto heeled thigh-high boots. She felt like a damned hooker.
    Lexie fingered the diamond solitaire pendant around her neck. The necklace and the matching earrings were on loan from Nadine. Nadine had been given them as a gift from one of the regulars at the club. Talk about perks of the job . I may look like a hooker, but at least I look like a high priced one , she mused. She peered at herself in the rear view mirror again, and her anxious emerald green eyes peered

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