Anything

When I told Renolds I’d do anything, she looked at me and laughed so hard, she almost rolled over into the wrong lane.

“Anything, eh? Ha! I think I can make you doubt that,” she looked over at me with trouble glinting in her eye.

I gulped and didn’t want to think what was coming.

“Down the hall, first door on the right. Just lay down and I’ll send your anything right up,” Renolds winked. The second we got to the party, she set off to find someone willing to torture me in whatever sexual ways she had planned. I considered whether or not this was rape. But I doubted whoever was coming into this room would be serious about whatever we were doing. I knew Renolds just wanted to scare me into place.

The door creaked open and an eye peaked in. All I could see was the black on white staring back at me. It closed again and I was left in waiting.

A few minutes later, my doom walked into the room clad in a black leather body suit. Her deadly heels clicked under her as she flung her long blonde hair dramatically.

“Hello. I’m Eva. Are you ready?” She punctuated with a slap of the whip in her hand.

“What is this?” I backed away.

“It’s S & M, sweetheart. Sadist and masochist. Dominant and subdominant,” she swung the whip and smiled greedily.

I wasted no time getting up and running out the door. What the fuck?!

Renolds was waiting outside with a prideful smile on her face.

“Happy?”

“Extremely,” she cackled.

The door opened and the blonde girl strutted out. Renolds slipped a twenty into her long hand, “That was so worth the money. You were perfect, Eva Darling. I loved the whip cracking! It totally made everything better. If you ever need an acting reference, just call me.”

“Sure,” Eva nodded and looked at me. “Cute,” She blinked emotionlessly.

I blinked back at the blonde. “I’m Florence Lee.”

“I know,” she nodded and walked off. Odd child, I thought.

“You didn’t even know what S & M was before, did you?” Renolds asked.

“Well…”

“It’s okay. If no one teaches you, how should you know. Let’s start with the basics. Do you know what a 69 is?”

I bit my lips and looked at her awaiting eyes. “Goddamn. Time for sex-ed. Everything you will ever need to know about sex is in a handy little book called the Kuma Sutra. We’ll be making an emergency trip to borders first thing tomorrow morning. For now, just don’t get yourself into any bedrooms. I think there may still be hope for you if you just follow that one little rule. Now come on.”

She took my hand and thrust me, head first, into a smoking world of lust that I never knew.