A lean, grey haired man in a black coat.

You approach the man who seems to survey the room with a mixture of routine and disinterest. As he notices you, he grants you a small nod and eyes you up briefly.

"New?", he says.

You don't see any reason in hiding it. "Yes. How do you know?"

"I know", he replies. "Been here long enough. You get a feeling. The new ones have a certain attitude. Partly nervous, partly curious and partly overexcited." He continues to cast glances through the room, as if he's looking for somebody, or something.

"So… how come you've been here so often?", you ask.

He focuses on you again. "I am a rope master", he answers. As he sees the quizzical look on your face, he shrugs. "You will certainly see, later. There's a show I am involved in. I turn people into artworks. By tying them up and forcing them into complicated positions. Or simply by tying them up, and spotlighting their beauty. Some people only look really pretty when they are tied and bound. You can do a lot to the human body, accentuating certain body parts, highlighting some nice boobs here, or an impressive cock there. Some people even feel more confident, in a special way, when they are tied up."

He turns his attention back to the room.

"So you are searching here for potential targets later?", you ask him, casting a glance through the room yourself.

"Partly, yes. You never know. There are always quite a number of new people every time. Of course, the real complicated stuff, you need to do with professionals. At least with people who know what this is all about. Takes quite a bit of patience to be tied. And posture. And endurance, to keep certain positions, while still looking graceful. But yes, sometimes, new models can work wonders as well."