Chapter 11: The Dare!

“I'm almost curious to see how she would play with you both, maybe she'll watch while her submissive fuck you or she'll share him with you but then she could also enjoy fucking you while he watches,” the man added.

After he'd startled me, I'd of course given him the same cold shoulder I give his species, assuming he would do himself a favor and get lost, instead he kept talking to me, irritating me. I turned fully to the man, who's standing too close for comfort,I gave him my most deadly icy cold glare I could muster, that glare our employees back in Chicago called the death stare.

He was average height and very broad, probably older if the gray in his hair is any indication, he had a well kept goatee. Dress in a dark Giorgio Armani suit, with a half mask over his face just like everyone here.

I'm the only one who didn't have a mask, me and…no, just me. Tess who I'd thought was by my side is now a couple of feet away, with half a black mask on. And a spare in her left hand. I glared at the man again, then I took a step, trying to put distance between us.

His hands unexpectedly clamp on my waist pulling me back into him. Rage bubble inside me, I was fucking ready to explode. I put my hands on his, my voice cold.

“You'll fucking keep your hands to yourself or the next time you touch me, you'll regret it,” I warned, my voice low.

“Pardon me,” he said, raising both hands to show me he meant no harm, but the dark glint in his eyes tells me he's very dangerous. I was still glaring at him, guarded in case he decided to touch me and test if I was bluffing. If he did that he'll find out the hard way.

“I just want to show you something, look.” I glared at him for a few seconds longer, before my head whipped back to the woman and her submissive, I'm guessing that's what he is. They must be a well known couple if the man beside me words are any indication.

The room they'd gone into has glass doors, I could clearly see the man is now seated on a chair, his hands being tied with rope. People are already gathering outside looking in to see the show about to unfold.

“You're one lucky girl. Sonja doesn't really like playing with others but you've obviously caught her eyes, but I'm also interested, if you give me a chance I'll have you begging for more in no time,we can have our own audience if you're into that,” the dumb man said in what was probably supposed to be a seductive dominant voice.

“I'm not interested,” I said.

“I could…”

“She's not interested in you Ricardo, so stay away from her, don't bother her,” Tessa said, cutting him off.

She glared at him, it's obvious she knew him, he only smirked,she twined her hand with mine and dragged me away to the bar,where a few men and women were already sitting, drinking and just enjoying the different shows on display.

The whole place has an undercurrent sexual vibe, it's impossible for any man or woman to not feel the depraved sensuality and power this place has over the people, low moans, cries, and groans accompany the soft sultry music. It's a whisper in your ears, a heat in your core, the promise of unimaginable pleasure, to say I was not affected by the sexual debauchery happening all around would be a total lie.

My body feels strange, my skin too tight and yet still I refuse to let anyone see how rattle I really am inside. I tried not to stare at any of the couples for long. Tessa would surely burn in hell for tempting me in this way. Maybe drinking might help me cool down. I had finished the champagne in my hand and suddenly needed a refill.

That bastard has also contributed in ruining whatever little peace I had gotten after drinking the champagne. Tess signaled the bartender to bring us a refill, the man smiled and nodded. I sat down on one of the stools crossing one leg over the other.

“You know that bastard?” I asked tilted my head where the bastard stood still watching me, I could see him from my peripheral. I really didn't care about him, but talking about anything is better than acknowledging that I'm literally vibrating inside. I guess suppressing my need for sex with an actual man it's catching up to me.

“Yeah, I do unfortunately. He's a sadist and loves beautiful innocent women.” I laughed.

“What?” Tess asked.

“That's a word I never thought would be applied to me,I'm not innocent,” I argued. I've been called a lot of things but innocent isn't one of them.

“That's exactly what you are Gia, innocent,” she said and seems to believe it. I didn't argue with her but she could see that I didn't believe that. I know what I am.

“Anyway back to Ricardo he's into things that scared even me, things I will rather not mention.” I shrugged, not interested in Ricardo or whoever.

“I have a couple masks, but I'd forgotten to bring them here today, fortunately you can always get a new one here. That too for free,” she said, placing a black and green half mask on my face, before securing it up behind my head.

I didn't fight her, I actually like that I'm not sticking out now like a sore thumb,being ogled by both men and women like a piece of meat.

“So this is where you wanted to show me?” Why did you bring me here Tess?” I asked, then picked up the new drink the bartender had placed before us.

She turned to stare at me holding her drink elegantly.

“When was the last time you got dicked? I'm talking about a real dick not the silicone shit you have in your drawers, hot dirty sweaty sex. A man inside you,both of you gasping for breath as you race towards...”

“I get it, I get it,” I said, cutting off her theatrics. I don't need her words to paint me a picture, I'm already tensed as it is. I don't need a mental image in my head, but it's already too late.

“And you know that silicone dildo wasn't mine.” It was gifted to me, after my break up with Colton, I threw away most of the toys I'd bought.

“You're deflecting, Gia. Answer the questions?” never, that's the truth. I'd never had the kind of sex she'd just describe even with Colton.

When we dated sometimes we'd go days without having sex due to his busy schedule and mine. Maybe that contributed to Colton cheating on me.

I refused to take that as an excuse, I used to have a strong sex drive back then too, but I remember suppressing and distracting myself with work.

That same tactic is what I used after our breakup. Now it's what I'm used to. Work took over dating, funtime, free time including holidays, it became the only priority.

“I only own a vibrator and a few other toys, and to answer your questions, why would I need a real dick when my hands and vibrators satisfy my needs?” I asked back. Tessa pinned me with her stare.

“I call bullshit, that's a blatant lie if I ever heard one. I know you Gia, I know that no silicone shit would satisfy you but I will let it go. Do you know why I brought you here?” I only stare at her knowing what's coming.

“Because I'm your friend and just like your family I want you to find happiness. In this place you could de-stress and unwind, you don't have to fear anything or take up the weight of the world on your shoulders, you're always working, never having fun, never dating. You are not living Gianna, you are starved of sex, I swear if your vagina wasn't part of your body, it would have reached an expiring date already.” someone chuckled lowly.

I raised my head and saw a well built man staring at us, he'd obviously heard Tess rant. He wink at me and raise his drink. I gave him a blank look and glanced away.

“So, tonight we're going to play a little bit, I am not asking you to date or marry anyone, just have your pick of any man here, fuck him silly, put that almost virgin pussy to use. Give away that firm control that's weighing you down. It's almost new year, start it off with something exciting and be happy.”

“And you think fucking a man will do that? Make me happy?” I asked, rolling my eyes.

“You might be surprised what good sex can do for the body and mind. Don't let your fear win.”

“I am not afraid, I just don't want any man here,I think I'm asexual,” I lied.

“That's a whole load of bullshit and you know it. I've honestly started to think you don't want to sleep with a man because you hate them.” Tessa said, making a few of the men near us glance at us.

“That's nonsense, I don't hate men,” I whisper glaring at her.

“Then you must be gay, it's alright. There are women here like Sonja you can simply have fun with any of them,I don't judge, I actually find that hot, also you don't have to fear that your family will judge you for being gay I can…”

“Oh my God, just stop Tess. That's not it. I don't hate men and I'm not gay, but if I was I wouldn't be afraid to tell my family. I chose to abstain because I can live without a man,” I said irritated.

“I've recently heard a psychotherapist talk about your phobias, I think she called it PPCG,” she said, her eyes assessing like she's suddenly turned into a psychotherapist.

“And what the fuck is that,” I replied.

“Philophobia, Pistanthrophobia, Cherophobia and Gamophobia, it's the fear of love, fear of trusting in others and an aversion to happiness and commitment, and these are all you Gia. I think you need to see a therapist.”

“Oh my God! Can you please drop this? I'm getting sick of you guys meddling in my life,” I said, almost yelling.

“I'm sorry you feel that way. But we all meddle because we care and we love you,” Tessa said, her face reflecting concern she feels for me.

“What will convince you that I'm really okay with my life as it is?”

“You know what Gia,you can't convince me. There's nothing you'll do that will convince me unless…”

“Unless what?” I asked when she didn't complete her sentence.

“You want to convince me right? So here is a solution, I dare you to choose a man. Any man that appeals to you, walk up to him and proposition him and if you manage to have sex with that man, I'll believe that you don't have phobias and not only that I will never talk to you about dating or seeing a psychotherapist ever again,” she said with a raise of her brow, sure that she's already won.

There's nothing more that I would want than for my family and best friend to stop trying to set me up or stop always trying to convince me to date.

I know she'd baited me and laid a trap, Tessa knows dares are probably gonna be my downfall.

“This is totally stupid, it really hurts that you don't trust me Tess, I thought you more than anyone understands me, turns out I was wrong. Fine, I will prove it to you,I will have hot sweaty sex with a man of my choice, and you have to keep your word. This will be the last time you ever talk about my lack of dating or call me a fucking philophobian,” I said, angry that I can't just say no and storm out of here.

Angry and disappointed of having to explain to my family and best friend that I'm not this pathetic hateful person they are making me feel like.

I'm tired of defending myself from my aunts and cousins who think I'm a misandrist. I'm tired of listening to people gossip about how I'd ruin men's lives.

I might cost them their jobs and maybe family in the case of Joseph but I didn't destroy their lives. I don't know why I'm being blamed for something I didn't do.

I knew what Tessa was doing, but I wanted to prove her wrong. I can't also deny the dark feeling curling deep inside the recess of my heart. Anticipation was what I was feeling.

Tessa looked at me like she didn't believe I could actually do it, which only makes me want to prove her wrong. Maybe it was childish of me, or maybe it was that irrational drive to do something impulsive that's egging me on.

“I promise, so who are you going to choose?” she asked, a little excited.

Just then two masked men walked through the same door we did, as though the universe had heard my thoughts and decided to give me a helping hand.

Tall, perfectly muscular, only problem is I couldn't see if they're good looking too, with the black half mask covering their faces.

I could see that they were built, well over six feet tall without an ounce of fat and with the hottest body I have ever seen.

They were literal sex gods and about to be mine. One was wearing a gunmetal gray suit, the other was in casual dress, a black jeans and v neck shirt. Their jaws were clearcut, and shaven. Something in my brain clicked.

Right there and then I made up my mind, it was irrational and impulsive and dangerous but that's me Gia doing the impossible when it comes to work and business but never in sex and dating.

That is until now, I'm really going to do it. What could be better than shocking Tessa so much so that she'll gossip to my aunts about and also having just one man, well of course it's having two men.

“Them! I want them,” I whispered, sipping my drink.

Tessa glanced back at the direction I was looking at, and when she saw the two men she glanced back at me with shock.