Traded (Nashville Grizzlies, #1)

by Carly Marie

Easton hadn’t exaggerated any of the good points of Dom And Sub Haven, a gay BDSM club known more commonly as DASH. I had no idea where he’d found the time to do that much research while at the Bulldogs arena, but he’d been thorough. There were a few pictures of the inside of the club, and the ones there had all been taken while the club was empty. I understood the logic behind it and was glad to see they took privacy as seriously as they did. The spaces dedicated to medical or pain play didn’t interest me that much. There were some roleplay rooms that looked interesting and the aftercare rooms were all warmly lit and welcoming. When I clicked on the link to the playroom, I didn’t know what to expect. It was a kink club, so playroom could mean anything. From the information Easton had given me earlier, it shouldn’t have surprised me to find a room that amounted to a nursery for littles. Judging by the numerous pictures that had populated on the site, I knew this room was just as popular as Easton had made it out to be. It had to be a draw for their clientele, or there wouldn’t have been so many pictures. I tried to imagine boys and their Daddies in the space and I found myself wishing that DASH wasn’t so focused on privacy. I wanted actual photos to go with my imagination. There were so many things to take in from the pictures that I wanted to see how the boys interacted with the toys—blocks, fire trucks, cars, stuffed animals, books, and toys of every kind. There was a ta...