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Next, the DM weaved them through the main open area of the club where a half-dozen platforms were spread out with miscellaneous sex toys and pieces of furniture on each. This section of the club reminded him the most of home, because much like at The Pit, comfortable seating areas and groupings were set up mixed among the play platforms, in part for members to socialize and relax between scenes, in part for them to have a comfortable place to watch scenes in action.
He realized they’d gone in one big circle when they got back to the elevator. Unlike when they first arrived, he noticed four curtains near the elevator, one much larger than the other three.
“What’s behind all of these curtains?” he asked.
Tyler pointed at the small ones first, indicating “Those are our three cooldown rooms. Doms can take their subs there after particularly intense scenes. They have either a couch to lie down or one has a small, padded massage table. They all have a small fridge with cold beverages and juices as well as a basket of snacks and chocolates to help with sub-drop.”
Lukus nodded his approval of the important rooms. They were similar to those he provided for members at the Punishment Pit.
Tyler then led them to the edge of the longest and heavy looking curtain, pulling it aside to announce, “And this is the separation between the main floor and our social bar area.” Once they were in the social area and the curtain fell back into place, the sound level of the music dropped dramatically.
Tyler lowered his voice to a normal volume and continued on with his tour. “Members need to be at least mostly clothed when in the bar area, and we try, not always successfully, to discourage scenes from getting started out here. Believe it or not, we have quite a few Black Light members who aren’t necessarily into the whole BDSM scene, but they love coming here to the bar because it’s even more exclusive and private than Runway upstairs. I mean, sure, they can go to Runway and be sure no one will snap a pic of them doing something stupid, but pretty much anyone can pay the cover charge and get into Runway. Black Light is members only. That means we have celebs and VIPs who come here just to get out of the public’s eye for a while.”
“I bet that is popular here in L.A. I’m not so sure I’d get away with that in Chicago, since it’s not really a hotbed of celebrity,” he added.
“Probably,” he added before pointing to the far end of the room. “Through those doors we have a theater where we usually have soft porn movies running during business hours. It’s a great place for dates to go and hang out and get revved up before heading into the club. We also host a lot of educational seminars in there along with Roulette ceremonies, of course.”
Spinning to face the other direction, Tyler pointed at the double doors where a new couple was just arriving. “That’s the main entrance to the club. Black Light has its own private parking lot and members go through security and drop off all their electronics through there. The entrance to the office is down that direction too. That mirror there is a two-way so Elijah can see we’ve made it here and he’ll be out here any minute. In the meantime, let me introduce you to Susie, our head bartender. She’ll be able to get you hooked up with drinks. Then I have the corner round booth set aside for you over there with the reserved sign. I figured you’d want to be out of the main thoroughfare of the club as you got to meet some of my co-workers.”
Lukus was impressed by the dungeon monitor. He knew he would be interviewing Tyler along with his coworkers soon. As nice as the guy seemed, there was just something he couldn't put his finger on that told him Tyler wasn't right for the job at The Pit. He was too, well…nice.
“Thanks for your help, I appreciate you showing us around. I'll grab us some drinks from the bartender while we wait for Elijah. Will you be coming back to sit with us for an interview?”
For the first time since they met Tyler looked a bit sheepish. “I really do appreciate the opportunity, but I've thought about it and I need to stay in California. My whole family is here and anyway, I’m a Californian. I couldn’t handle Chicago winters.”
“Hey man, I get it.” Lukus said while putting his hand out for a shake. “I appreciate the tour. Maybe we’ll see you again later when we head back over to play more.”
“Sounds good. Let me know if you want me to reserve a room for you guys.”
Lukus had no more than stepped up to the long bar to place their drink orders with the busy bartender sporting a pixie haircut when he heard his name being called.
“You must be Lukus Mitchell,” a deep gravelly voice said behind him.
Letting go of Tiffany’s hand, he spun to find himself face to face with the Dungeon Master himself. Even if he hadn’t done some research in advance, he’d have figured out this guy was in charge. It wasn’t his height, which was the same six-two as Lukus. It wasn’t the greying hair that showed that he had a good ten to fifteen years on Lukus, or even the leather pants. What gave him away was the same air of confidence he’d seen in Jaxson Cartwright-Davidson hours before. It was the same self-confidence that stared back in his mirror every morning.
Elijah Keaton was a Dom’s dom.
“And you’re Elijah.” Reaching out to shake hands, Lukus added, “I can’t thank you enough for hooking us up this weekend. We’ve been treated like royalty by everyone.”
“I’m damn happy to hear it or some heads would have rolled.” Releasing their grip, he added, “I was a bit worried when I heard Madison was going to be away. She’ll be happy to hear everything didn’t fall apart in her absence.”
Lukus chuckled. “She must be well liked around here. Everyone’s been talking about her.”
“Yeah, well she’s a little spitfire that can be a real pain in my ass at times, but she sure knows how to run a tight ship with the upstairs club and hotel portion of the business. We’re all super happy for her. She got engaged on Christmas Eve to her longtime boyfriend.”
Lukus turned towards Tiffany before adding, “Speaking of getting married, let me introduce you to my bride, Tiffany.”
Acting the gentleman, Elijah took Tiff’s hand, but instead of a simple shake, he raised her hand to his lips in a gallant show of chivalry. Placing a chaste kiss on the back of her hand, he added, “Welcome to Black Light, Mrs. Mitchell. I hope you and your Dom have some fun tonight. Not many women would want their husband to spend one of the first nights of their honeymoon working.”
He was so proud of the sunshine smile that lit up his wife’s face. “Oh, I don’t mind at all if it will help us find someone to take over the nightly shows.” Throwing him a devilish smile, she added, “I can’t say I enjoy watching my Dom punishing other submissives, if you know what I mean.”
Elijah chuckled. “Yeah, I bet most women wouldn’t enjoy that. It sounds like he got lucky when he found you.” Turning back towards Lukus, he added. “I hope we have some time later for me to hear more about the kind of shows you put on at the Punishment Pit. It sounds like an intriguing angle for a club. I’d like to think I had someone here that would be a good fit for you, but… and don’t get me wrong… I have some really good guys here, but I’m just not sure any of them have what you’re looking for.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bartender pushing their drinks across the bar. He was reaching for his wallet when Elijah waved him off.
“Put this one on the house tab, Susie,” Elijah instructed.
“Thanks for that. You really are spoiling us. You’ll have to come to Chicago so I can reciprocate.”
