Chapter Forty Six
“b**m club”
We walk into the crazy looking club hand in hand. Knox tried to make me put on a collar and I threatened to bite his d**k off, which swiftly put an end to that antic.
“Juniper, a collar is the identifying factor that a submissive has a master. People might think your master-less.”
I roll my eyes at him. “I’ll be by your side the entire time. s**t, you got a private room to view the show. It’ll be fine.”
He snakes his hand around my waist, pulling me close. “Watch your tone.”
I look at him with wide eyes. He’s not kidding around about being sub and dom tonight.
“Yes, sir” I tell him. He squeezes my waist to tell me I said the right thing.
“ID” The bouncer says when we cut to the front of the line. Knox pulls out his ID and the bouncers eyes grow wide
