Turning to Jessi, Judd lightly touched her shoulder and she gasped. Its okay, Angel, its me. He took her lead and reached for her hand, helping her to stand before him. When she kept her head bowed, he gently lifted her chin. Were going to take a look around. You may keep your head up and look where you will. But dont make eye contact with the Dominants. Its considered disrespectful.
She nodded solemnly. Yes, Master Judd.
Pride warmed his eyes. Youre doing so well, Angel. You were very brave.
He continued to hold her lead, but he offered her his right arm to hold. Jessi grasped the crook of his elbow and they strolled together through the main parlor. To Jessi, except for the clothing, or lack thereof, and the submissives who knelt here and there, it looked like any other cocktail party, guests lounging in conversation groupings, others standing together. She began to wonder if shed had the wrong idea about what went on at a BDSM club.