Free Use: Anyone who´s collared, BDSM (1A), Free gear(2C)

You explain your ideal world to Charles, who looks more and more amused the longer you talk. Finally you´re done talking and he laughs out loud.

"I knew you we´re bit of a perv, but this is just preceless! A whole world where you engaging people in BDSM is the norm, and all the gear is for free!?"
Charles bend over laughing and slapping his leg while you stand there, blushing lightly. Finally he straightens up and calms himself.

"So, any sexuality goes, correct?"

You nod, your sex slaves gender didn´´t matter.

"I´m guessing you want it to be consensual, no **** and all that"

Ofcourse.

"So people will just automatically agree to do whatever you ask them to do along these lines, as long as they´re collared by you that is."

Charles seems to think of something far away and tap his cheek with his fingertips.

"That is actually a very nice idea, very very nice. Not what I would have picked but hey it's your world. I´m not that surprised though, with you not letting everyone in on the fun. Turns out you´re one step closer to being a complete asshole."

He turns his focus back to you.

"Also, the free gear thing was actually pretty clever. Guess you´re bit smarter than we thought, still bit of a jackass though but hey I´m not judging."

Right...

"But how would you get the gear, in like special warehouses?"

You hadn´t given this part much thought, dammit.

"How about the municipality has it at their offices, that would be fucking brilliant!"

Once again, Charles laughs at the top of his lungs, clearly enjoying himself. The idea is rather attractive after all, and would help with a bit of logic otherwise missing from the world.

Charles calms down and smiles.

"Yeah...you've got one hell of an interesting combination there. That is just...really really interesting," he says with a nod as he leans back in his chair.

"Public BDSM, no need to worry about money...the other's are really gonna like that, trust me."

With a nod, Charles reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small flip phone that looks fairly new for such an old model.

"Right then, lad. I'll just make a call and you'll be on your way."

Punching numbers in, he puts the phone to his ear as the dial tone starts playing. Not long after, it stops and a muffled voice you can't hear very well from your end speaks up.

"Yeah, he's got it all planned out," Charles said with a small laugh and a smile. "It's almost diabolical, really. I actually think it's pretty solid, yeah. Here's what he came up with...
After Charles explains to whoever it was on the other side, he shuts the phone and rises from his chair.
As you blink, the warehouse turns into a long hallway taken out of a old English manor. How the fuck did this happen? Don´t question it, just roll with it.

"So what happens now?"

Charles pats you on the shoulder and explains.

"Well lad, you just think about where you wanna be and when you open the door. You´ll go there."

You try to gather you thoughts, were do you wanna go?