RAVEN
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Iwoke with a start, Chase’s heavy arm across my waist and Seb’s hand on my hip. I was glad to see they still had their pants on, but a quick look down told me I couldn’t say the same for my clothes. My heart was beating a thousand beats a minute. I couldn’t believe I had done that. Here I was, lying in bed with two virtual strangers, nearly naked, their cum recently cleaned off my body.
I’d let them tie me up. God knows what could have happened to me. I hastily pulled my skirt and corset on, opting to carry my stockings, bra, and shoes so I could leave before they woke up. I hesitated briefly at the sight of them sleeping on the bed, faces relaxed, not knowing they were going to wake up alone. I shook it off and slipped out the door, quietly closing it behind me. I pushed my way through the masses and ran out the front of the club. Hopping in one of the cabs waiting there, I ignored the cries of the person who’s cab I just stole.
I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. It was almost 2 a.m., but I didn’t fucking care. I brought up Leah’s information and hit to connect the call.
“Raven?” she mumbled sleepily, “How was your night?”
I gritted my teeth, trying my best to get control over my temper before answering her.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I hissed.
Huh. Guess controlling my temper didn’t work so well.
“What happened?” she asked, suddenly wide awake.
“What happened? Why the fuck would you bring me to a place like that? Do you know what could have happened to me? Do you know what I did? I’m not the person I was tonight and that’s all on you.”
“Raven, slow down, you’re scaring me. Are you okay?”
“You weren’t too damn worried about my safety a few hours ago when you let two strangers parade me to their private room at the fucking sex club that I didn’t even want to be at.”
“Raven. Are. You. Hurt?”
“No, I’m not hurt,” I snapped, “but I could have been. Leah, you let me go off with them and then went home to bed. I thought you were my friend.”
“Raven, anyone with private rooms there are vetted by the club. Plus, do you think I didn’t check up on them anyway? Chase and Seb are good guys. Jason told me they’ve always been part of the club. You should know I’d never do anything to hurt you. You’re my best friend!”
“Fuck that and fuck you,” I spat, tears streaming down my face as I disconnected the call.
“Ma’am, are you okay?” the driver asked.
Fuck. I’d forgotten I was in a cab. How embarrassing.
“I’m okay. I’m so sorry, I’m usually much better behaved,” I muttered.
“You’re hardly the worst I’ve had in my cab. Don’t give it another second’s thought.”
He handed back a box of Kleenex and smiled at me.
“Thank you.”
We spent the rest of the drive in a comfortable silence. I pulled out my money to pay him, but he simply shook his head.
“It sounds as though you’ve already had a rough night. This trip is on me. You try to get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow will be better, you’ll see.”
“Thank you so much. Have a great night.”
I considered leaving a $20 on the seat, but figured the next people in would probably steal it. I climbed out and made my way into the house. After Leah had called for the third time, I simply shut my phone off. Afraid Leah would show up here, I used the security lock at the top of the door, essentially an unkeyed deadbolt. She couldn’t get in now if she tried.
I went straight to the bathroom, shed my clothes, and stepped into the shower, letting the hot stream wash over me. I washed my hair and then scrubbed myself, almost raw. I wanted to erase all evidence of tonight. I took the shoes and clothes, bra and all, opened up the door to the garage, and tossed them in the trash.
A shot of whiskey warming my stomach, I climbed into bed and cried myself to sleep.
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