The writer pressing the fast forward button a little

Over the next few dates and the weeks that followed, the event centre rarely came up. At least when they met in person, but in their online chats and texts as they found it easier to be more open about the wants and needs they experienced.

Zack, she learned, was a fan of messy play and that was partly why he started with the restaurant, he had pretty defined tastes as far as that went and while, 2 weeks ago she'd never have considered it, she was now becoming more open to the idea of taking part. She still wasn't quite ready for anything remotely public, but her responses to ideas had definitely shifted to more maybe's than no's.

For herself however, she really wasn't sure where to start. Sex with previous partners had been fairly straight forward, and the relationships relatively short for experimentation – in her mind at least – to really come up, and she when she was getting bored she ended the relationships assuming (perhaps rightly) it was the person she was bored with , rather than the actions. So she felt very much like a blank slate, and Zack was more than happy to help her explore.

She started with porn, because why not, she just wanted to get a feel for what was out there. From there she started to investigate more local sites and kept coming back to the centre. She began to see mentions on social sites, forums, seeing people who happily posted about their experiences.

She saw one photo set that appeared to come from the film studio, shot from someone who was in the audience. It featured various – she assumed – cosplayers, seeing a Bulma from Dragon Ball, a Cassandra and Leliana pair from Dragon Age, and a pair who she didn't recognise tagged as Haru and Makoto who appeared to be from a persona game, amongst others. It had a gameshow format, and she saw through the photos the characters steadily get messier, go through different physical challenges. The shots that stood out to her were of someone, it was hard to say who exactly without the tags, grinning and raising their arms as they were covered from head to toe in foam or cream, standing in a – by the looks of the red balloon behind her – a mock cherry topped pie. It also appeared the final round featured 2 gunge tanks, a traditional one as well as a dunk style one.

What she noticed as she went through all the photos was that none of them seemed to hate it, in fact quite the opposite, they all seemed to greatly enjoy themselves, only looking a little disappointed when they lost the round rather than taking the prescribed forfeit

She also saw people posting their experiences from the naughty step. These ranged from simple before and afters, seeing the nice smooth skin beforehand and the hand prints and sometimes writing afterwards.

One however really stood out to her, she was equal parts intrigued and disgusted that someone could enjoy it. She was, bar across her eyes to attempt to hide her identity aside, a nice looking blonde woman in her late 30s, early 40s. She entered with a business suit, stripping down to just her bra, panties and stockings with her other clothes neatly folded to one side. Over the next few shots she saw handcuffs used, a blindfold attached, nipple clamps added and then cum slowly began to decorate her. Red welts and strips appeared where she had been struck, and what Amelia found she couldn't look away from was the penultimate shot of the set, where she still held her arms behind her back, her remaining clothing discarded or torn away and her mouth was open as she looked up with worshipping eyes as he appeared to be pissing in her mouth. She couldn't understand why someone might do that, but she couldn't deny she appeared to enjoy it, especially seeing her smiling face in the last shot as she dressed again ready to leave.

She saw a final profile who seemed to be posting a lot of shots from her experiences at the centre, and was surprised to see Emily, who clearly seemed to have enjoyed more than just her workplace. She also had her DMs open, should she contact her to get some advice?