Page 41 of Masked Sins
LittleDancer
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If we continue talking like this, will it be within the boundaries of BDSM, or are we just friends? I don’t want to overstep or coerce you into anything.
I walk two blocks before she responds, and I nearly run into several people checking my phone every other second.
LittleDancer
I’m not sure. I’m not experienced like you, but I think I’d like to try it. You’re not coercing me. If anything, I’m coercing you.
That’s why I stress that you do your own research and talking with other submissives in the community. Do you have a submissive mentor?
LittleDancer
I have two friends in the lifestyle who are also submissives.
Okay, good. And we can start slow.
LittleDancer
Do you do this often?
Never.
LittleDancer
*blushes*
I need to know you’re confident enough not to agree to things or ideas you don’t like. Later on, we can establish a safe word if we engage in any sort of play, whether online or in person.
LittleDancer
I am, and I agree.
I’m grinning as I walk up to the front door of Inferno, hanging back a bit as I say goodbye to Layla.
I have to go, but we’ll talk tonight.
LittleDancer
Have a good night. :)
Here’s my number in case you’d rather text me.
*attachment*
Thanks. :)
I sigh and lean against the external wall of Inferno, running a hand through my hair.
Now I had to pick up a burner phone—because if Layla and I were going to actually do this, I couldn’t use my real number.
Once I’m inside, and after walking through tonight’s events with the general manager, I make my way behind the bar and start to pour drinks for anyone who wants their first and only drink. Due to the nature of the Paradise/Purgatory levels, excess alcohol and kink don’t exactly go hand in hand, so all patrons are limited to one drink. I’ve kicked out more than a few patrons who thought they could be sneaky with flasks, and they’ve since been banned. The rules are in bold in numerous places, as the safety of everyone here is paramount.
It’s busy tonight, and I greet everyone who comes up to the bar for a drink, asking them what they think of the establishment. I like talking to the people who inhabit my places—and this one is no different. I recognize a couple of people from the local munch Zoe and I host every week at the pub down the street, but otherwise, word has spread organically over thelast few months within the local lifestyle community. People are eager for a local safe space, and I’m more than happy to provide it.
The bespoke furniture, the dark and haunting atmosphere, and the low, classical music give it an almost ethereal vibe. Upstairs inParadise,it’s bright and white—lots of gold, mirrors, rounded corners, and soft things, like fur. There’s a voyeur room, a game room, a room where toys can be purchased in order to be used, a feather room, a food room, and private rooms that can be booked.
