“That. This is my first anime convention.”“Oh, wow, I just assumed...” he said, chuckling, “I mean, your costume doesn’t look like a first...time cosplay. You made it yourself?”“...I did.” She said, pleased with herself.“Now I feel bad,” he said, shaking his head. “Here I’ve been taking up all your time, and you must be excited to go around and see everything.”Her gaze flicked across the breadth of his chest as he held open his jacket to re-holster his prop pistol. Everything, huh...“Uh, yes! I. The private dance area was in a secluded part of the club. Guarding the area was a sizeable bouncer who let us through. She led me past a few stalls for lap dances and around another corner to a small room. There was a tiny, twin bed with a night stand next to it. It was lit by a small, overhead light with a red hue. The bed had a single pillow with a wool blanket tucked under the folds."Empty your pockets." Elise instructed, "Nothing kills the vibe more than being stabbed by keys."I did as. I take a shuddering breath. Spit is running down my chin and drips on my breasts, then on the floor as I bend forward, heaving. I try to speak, but my violated throat won’t let me.He pulls me to my feet. My knees are shaking.He maneuvers me on the platform in the middle of the room. I’m completely boneless, pliable. My knees are sinking into the mattress, making it hard to keep my balance. He pushes me forward, so that I’m leaning on my elbows. Then he pulls my arms backwards. I fall forward,. He encouraged us to leave our things, promising they would be taken to our rooms, but we all exchanged glances and grabbed our own bags. Alistair and I helped each other onto the dock – his face flushed with irritation that he couldn’t just lift me out, and I kissed his furrowed brow in sympathy – and then we followed the other passengers down the dock towards the building. Several people stood waiting for us there; three of them led the other passengers away, leaving the seven of us standing.