You listen to her. For now.

“Fine,” you say carefully, “I will listen to you. For now.”

Empress Elenore smiles and leads you back in the dungeon. Amber, Mercy and the woman in the nurse costume are still in the floor. Amber is still distraught and comes immediately to you when you enter.

“Alex, thank god you are back,” Amber says and hugs you tight, “listen, I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I didn’t mean to push or betray you.”

“We talk about this later,” you reply, “for now I will listen to your boss. But nothing more.”

“Come with us, Princess Amber!” Elenore invites Amber, “we will discuss things together. Dark Mercy, Lady Roxy, you take care of everything down here!”

You two follow the Empress to the top floor. It contains only a kitchen with a big table, a book shelf and a door that leads to an office. It is really just a typical business office. You assume this is where Elenore takes care about finances and other administration stuff. Empress Elenore sits down on a large chair and you take a smaller one on the opposite of her desk. Amber waits nervous until Elenore offers her a seat next to you.

“Well, I assume you have a lot of questions,” Elenore begins patient, “as I said, things get a little out of hand. If you want, you can punish your friend later for this. For now, let me explain you, what we do here. This BDSM dungeon is called the >Shadow Kingdom<. We fulfill the sexual dreams of men who want to be submissive to woman. Some like pain, others want to serve. But neither are we whore nor do we sleep with any of our customers. If you do it in private, that’s another story, but in this dungeon, no penis will enter one of our pussies or I fire the girl.”

“Ok, and all the girls here are dominant by nature?” you ask, “are there many men who want to be beaten?”

“We have a bottom too,” Amber answers quickly, “Lila is her name. But she is not on duty today.”

“Yes, we have a very limited offer for dominant men too,” Empress Elenore adds, “but indeed most of our customers are submissive. And there are many of them. We are in the 21th century, so men should be allowed to be weak towards women if they want. And woman should be allowed to be strong. Not only because of their muscles like you but in mind too. But there are rules and I expect you to follow them as if god himself told them.”

“What rules are this?” you ask, “no sex with customers I assume.”

“Yes, that is rule number two,” the Empress agrees, “the first and most important rule is: the taboos of a customer have to be followed strictly! You can try everything you want, but when a client says some practice is not for him then you stay away from it. No buts and no negotiation. Same goes for you. You do nothing you are not comfortable with. No matter what the client says.”

“I understand,” you say and feel a little relieved, “that’s good to know.”

“Perfect,” Empress Elenore says pleased, “third rule: toys are to be cleaned after every use. Same goes for the bathroom. Hygiene is important. Fourth: Appointments are met! Both from you and your clients. If not, you get punished and the client gets on my black list. Fifth: You can decide you work time appointments and prices by yourself, but you own me tribute. I’m the boss and get 20% if your income in exchange you are allowed to use this facility, the tools and the rooms in every way you want. Drinks are for free. Sixth: Everything that happens here is top secret. You will never tell anybody about it especially no details. No names, no fetishes and no pictures. Otherwise I call the police and make sure you end behind bars. And at last: **** and **** are strictly forbidden. If a client is high or drunk, put him in front of the door.”

“I see,” you say finally, “sounds reasonable.”

“So, what do you say, Alex?” Amber asks hopefully, “are you interested in becoming my colleague?”