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Edwin leans up against one of the poles and looks down at me. “At any given point there are Doms and subs available for the unattached members. However, we also have members who simply like to play and experiment with each other.” He stares me down. Hard.
And just like that my panties are ready to be trashed. Soaked to the point of dripping.
“We sometimes have performances down here. Last night, we had a burlesque troupe. Later this week, we’re having a shibari rope performance. Sometimes we hire the performers, sometimes the members do public scenes.”
Jeez, I guess I’m going to have to brush up on my understanding of what I’m getting into ASAP.
“Above all, it’s imperative that we keep The Underground running smoothly. It requires a separate cleaning crew. They are always available on-site and make sure everything is fully sanitized and that any used disposable toys are replaced with new ones after every room or area has been vacated.
I shudder to think of the lengths the cleaners have to go to or what equipment they have to use to clean up The Underground.
His voice is deep when it reaches me. “Take a look around, if you like.”
“Thanks, I will…”
I walk slowly through the room, taking it all in.
And Edwin…he takesmein. Watches every step I take.
I don’t mind one bit.
I stop at one of the rooms. It has…windows. The blinds are drawn right now.
I put my hand on the door, needing to knowwhy.
“All the rooms are different.” His heat scorches my back as his breath almost caresses my neck.
I stop.
He’s gotten closer. I hadn’t even noticed.
“Some of them are for private play. Others are to fulfill certain desires. Like the room you’re standing in front of. That’s our voyeur room.”
I brace myself and push the door open.
It looks rather normal-looking. In the corner, there is a chair, I’m imagining where someone can sit and watch.
“The windows probably told you that.”
The windows told me nothing. My overstimulation has taken away my capacity for thinking.
“Some people use it to have an audience, others for cuckolding…” Edwin is drawing closer to me.
I’m too afraid to move. Something about his voice is so delicious that it’s grounded me to the floor.
I want to know what it feels like to have that voice in my ear as his hands play with my breasts, and he fucks me however he pleases.
It’s like my hands are tied to the bedposts. God, how I’d love that fantasy to play out. I want to be a good girl for him so badly.
“My favorite feature, though, is on the inside.” He leans up against the doorframe.
“Oh?”
Edwin tips his head forward. “Go on.”
I obey without thought, my muscles trembling. I’m afraid my legs might give out.
Edwin closes the door behind me, and for a split second, I’m afraid he might lock me in here, keep me as his little plaything.
