Authors note: there is a lot of build up to this story and no sex in this part
Edit: idk why the formatting is so weird, this is my first time posting.
The night air pricks my skin. If there weren’t so many people around, I’d be a little afraid about being out alone so late. I squint down at my phone to call Brea. This isn’t the first time she has gotten lost in the city yet she still doesn’t understand not to wander off. As I’m typing the numbers my phone becomes slower, and slower… until finally I can barely finish trying to call her. I pull down the notification centre only to see I’m on 1-percent and I didn’t even realise. Fuck me, I’m stranded
I look around, slowing my pace, the ambient lighting coming from all directions as people on the street move past me in fast succession. I walk for a little while, looking for a club, or pub, or some place that might let me use their phone or a charger. I am becoming tired of walking, quite quick. I spot a building with bright lights, and a small line-up out the door. There are all kinds of people trying to get in, this seems like a good sign.
“Girls free entry.”
I guess if they enter free they can borrow the phone… wishful thinking on my part.
The entrance is pretty, regal even, with heavy red curtains. I hear music coming from inside as I approach. I finally walk in and it’s this sweaty nightclub, like something out of a movie. I’m old enough to come to places like this but I never thought too. All my friends are introverted nerdy people; we usually just have house parties and go to little bars. I walk up to what looks like a front desk. A skinny man in a tight black suit is sitting behind it. He looks up at me, a big smile plastered on his face.
“Hello, what can I do for a pretty young thing today, you know for ladies its free entrance right?” His enthusiasm takes me back, but I give him a shy smile.
“Well actually, I really need to charge my phone, lost track of my friend in the city, its only my second time here,” I explain to him.
“Oh no you poor thing, well lucky for you we actually have a smoke/charging room. You might have to wait in line but you’ll get one eventually, there’s a time limit,” he tells me and I nod in understanding. “So just go down this hall to my left here, there’s a few different rooms but, 3rd one on the right of the hallway.”
I thank him whilst smiling before I begin down the hallway. It’s a little while before I reach the doors, and my mind is wandering. Was it the 3rd or the 2nd. Oh, God, there’s so many doors to choose from. If I make a mistake I can just ask them and go. I won’t forget a second time.
I just walk into the first room I see, and to my surprise I’m greeted with five men in suits.
“Ah I just I wanted to ask–” but my voice is over powered by a deep one.
“Thank God you’re here! For a moment, I thought we forgot to order a girl for the night!”
My stomach falls. Forgot to order a girl? How do you order a girl? What’s she for? I’m not a genius but from the set-up of this room, leather couches, and whiskey, I doubt very much that I’m here to play checkers.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v2dsxa/the_wrong_door_mf_dubcon_reluc_part_1