17 NOEL

It’s like being in a kinky winter wonderland, the dungeon glows with winter vibes.

One half of the dungeon is lit from above with soft blue lights.

White and blue fabric hanging from one side of the room glows with hanging lights like stars.

On the ice side of the room, there are buckets waiting to be filled with ice.

The other half of the room is draped with oranges and reds, canisters at each station are filled with different coloured candles, made especially for wax play.

The place looks stunning. On the stage, a DJ is set up, and by the door there are UV body paints with backlights available for our guests to decorate their bodies or their partners.

I go to move the medical play table because it’s slightly in the main area.

“Sure, it can move half an inch.” Axel shakes his head and then lifts the locks for the brakes.

I put my hands up in apology. “Sorry. The place looks fantastic, Axel, honest.”

He flashes me a grin that transforms his usual scowl. “Just doing my job, Noel. But I’m looking forward to tonight.”

“Good.”

When we have play parties here, all guests must be checked in by noon and the staff gets time off to enjoy the night.

The caterers are setting a table with snacks and drinks to the left of the door and I take it all in, one more time.

It’s everything I had hoped for when Evan encouraged me to make Vixen’s Paradise a reality. A place people could come without any judgement and indulge in their kink.

I knew having a good monthly play party would be part of the attraction and slowly, word has grown.

I take a few pictures and send them to Evan.

Staff flutter by me and I know I’m in the way. I’m nervous because I want to give Holly an experience to remember tonight.

I don’t want it to be our last. I know she’s catching her flight tomorrow but there’s no reason why we can’t continue this relationship past tonight.

I hope she sees it that way.

Despite the attraction between us, she’s still guarded and I wonder if I should have pushed her? But I didn’t want to take that route. I’m trying to be a more patient, compassionate man and the little she told me about her previous Dom relationship told me to back off.

My phone buzzes and I take it outside the room.

“Winterhaven Farm is asking for half a million more.” Evan greets me.

That’s the last property we need to make this a fully private area.

“We can afford it.” There are times to press back hard but there’s no reason to hold out. We have the money and we want the farm next door.

“Okay. I’m having Brent draw up a new offer. Do you want to look at it before it gets to the owner?”

“No, that’s fine, I trust Brent.”

Of course I did, I picked him to be the legal guy for the Brennon Consortium.

“Feel free to crack a smile, Noel. This is great news.”

“I’m smiling,” I tell him.