A Bar

Leah felt a little uneasy as she walked into the unfamiliar bar and was hit with an army of various aromas. Only some of which were pleasant.

However, considering this was a bar that catered to people in her kind of relationships, she knew it could smell much worse. Plus, the warm aesthetics more than made up for the bad smell.

Her mission in mind, she quickly walked over and grabbed a red wristband as her master had told her to, then she slowly approached the bar where her target was currently serving drinks.

As she took a seat on one of the stools, she had a stroke of good luck as it was the woman she was after who walked over to her and asked, "Is there anything I can get you, newbie?"

"I'll take a cosmopolitan, please." Leah replied as she wondered just where in the hell her master had seen this woman, as, so far as she knew, he wasn't a member of this BDSM bar.

The woman smiled at her as she started to prepare her drink right away. As she did she asked, "Mind if I ask if you are new to the scene, or just to this bar?"

"Oh, uh, new to this bar." Leah replied with a smile as she then accepted the finished drink, but as she went to try and pay the woman shook her head.

"First drink is always free," The woman replied with a devious smirk, "especially for cuties like you."

Leah returned the devious smile as she replied, "Unfortunately, I am already called for. As per the red band."

"Oh I know." The woman replied with a chuckle, "Nothing wrong with recognizing reality though and you, girl, are cute."

Leah shrugged off the compliment before asking an important question, "So I take it that you're a dom then?"

The woman smirked as she replied, "Is the sky blue?"

Leah laughed as she liked the woman's confidence and personality. However, it seemed that her master would be barking up the wrong tree pursuing her further.

Thus, after Leah finished her drink and hung about the bar a little more as she took in the scenes of domination taking place all around her, she left and called a taxi.

On the way back she texted her master the bad news.

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Avery let out a sigh as he read over Leah's text and he saw the fourth person to catch his eye was also a no-go. As while he was an arrogant, he knew better than to try and dom another dom.

So, naturally, he decided to shift his attention to the 5th person on his list. Someone who he had a hunch was submissive. True, he had also thought that about 3 and 4 but still.

Avery had seen her as he had been walking past the university and it turned out she was a junior lecturer there in the field of biology which only scratched the surface of her intelligence.

As, upon looking her up, Avery had found out she was a certified member of MENSA, and was one of the only people on the planet who had completed 5 masters degrees before she turned 25.

Avery had put off pursuing her for last as usually with intelligence came a fierce independence, and that was kind of the opposite to what he would be looking for.

However, with the list now empty bar her, and with Alex now settling into a new routine, Avery felt like he had no excuse anymore not to at least try his luck. Even if it he could fail.

Hence, he got up and drove a more modest car he owned to the university car park and took a seat in the nearest bar that he knew university lecturers usually went to on Fridays.

Due to it being around 10 or so o'clock, he had fully expected all the lecturers to have left but it seemed that he had gotten lucky today as the woman was indeed present.

Though, unlike her female colleagues, very much not drunk. She apparently didn't drink.

With a third potential no-go on the horizon, Avery made sure to order a double whiskey coke at the bar before he dared try and approach the lecturer.

Luckily, just as he was finishing up his drink, the other women with the lecturer all came to the bar to order another round of drinks and so Avery decided to shoot his shot.

Leaving the glass at the bar, Avery walked over to the table and sat in the chair opposite the tall 29-year-old woman and opened with, "Mind if I join you for a bit, beautiful?"

The woman stared at him disinterestedly before she replied, "You're drunk?"

"No." Avery replied with a smile, "I've had a drink but it takes more than that to get me drunk. Though, if you mean by drunk that I'm infatuated by you, then oh yes I am drunk."

"Laying it on a bit thick, aren't you?" The woman responded with a roll of her eyes, but Avery could tell that she was not as disinterested as she seemed.

"I don't know, why don't you tell me what you think, beautiful." Avery retorted with a knowing smirk as he began to enjoy the verbal back and forth.

The woman only scoffed before she glanced over at her friends who were, conspciously, having a chat with their new drinks in hand at the bar.

Avery chuckled as he said, "They're not going to come back until either you yell at me or I leave of my own free will, you know?"

The woman raised an eyebrow at him as she turned her head back around, "And why would that be?" Her voice suggesting genuine bafflement at his words.

Avery shrugged as he answered, "Simple, they're good friends and want you to get laid. Probably think you're going through a stressful time and need to let loose a bit."

The woman gave him a look as if to ask, 'Are you serious?', before she replied to his earlier words

and asked, "You've laid the foundation, now what do you want from me?"

"What do I want from you?" Avery asked with faux innocence.

"Yes. What do you want? As there is no point in this conversation continuing if he want different things. Is there?" She stated cursly, making Avery smirk.

"May I first know what it is you want?" Avery tried so as to probe where this was going.

"No." The woman quickly shot him down, "That way you could change your answer to try and get into my pants through lies. Tell me what you want or go bother someone else."

"Alright, I get you." Avery said with a chuckle as he leaned back, before he then said, "If I tell you what I want, then you've got to not get mad at me and tell me what you want afterwards. Deal?"

"Sure." The woman agreed with a dismissive wave.

Avery thus leaned closer, putting his elbows on the table, as he said, "Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I've wanted to take you to my place, tie you up, and make you scream my name in pleasure."

It was definitely a risk just coming out and saying exactly what he wanted as in nine times out of ten cases his words would earn him a slap, but in this case it earned him his first true reaction.

The woman blushed. It was partly concealed by her makeup, but she was blushing as red as a fresh tomato.

Seeing this, Avery pushed, "Now that I've told you what I want, its your turn to tell me all of the naughty things you want me to do to you, beautiful."

THe woman's blush deepened, becoming unhidable, as she replied, "H-how can you say things like that in public?"

Avery's smirk grew wider as he placed his hand on hers and replied, "Because I'm not afraid of who I am and what I want. There is no sense in hiding it who I am. Some people can just tell."

"So," Avery then added, "what dirty fantasy came to your head when I explained what I want from you?"

The woman's gaze lowered to the floor as she said, "T-that is none of your business."

Avery sighed at this response as he guessed this was the end of the road. He thus got up onto his feet and prepared to walk away, his head held high considering how close he'd got.

Only for his expectations to be subverted as he suddenly felt the woman's hand grab his, making him turn around.

Her eyes focused fully on the floor she garbled out, "It was things along the lines of what you said."

Avery found the woman's roundabout way of confessing to wanting to be dominated cute so he sat back down with a smile, "Oh really?"

"Y-yes." The woman replied, much more flustered than before, making Avery smile victoriously inside as he knew he now had this woman in the palm of his hand.