Consensual

The theme of the night is consentual ****. As part of the contract, the moment you go through the next doors anyone can have their way with you... or you with them, whichever you can get away with. This is a very special event the club holds only four times a year, and while the idea of it seemed amazing to you, it doesn’t mean you were not incredibly nervous. You finish signing, get back your ID, and head for the doors.

When you get through the doors the sight suprised you. It is a large old warehouse, but modified for all sorts of use by the dungeon goers. There is a large section of various bondage furniture, each cordoned off by tape on the ground to mark the edge of any scene. So far only two are in use, a tall muscular woman using twin floggers on a smaller woman on a spanking bench, and an shirtless twink finishing mummifying someone on a floating table.

There is another section that is a raised platform with a cushioned top. It seems this is used as either an auction platform or a wrestling mat. It is currently empty, though a rather short androgynous person was standing leaning against it.

Additionally, there are multiple play rooms built along one of the walls. Each had its own theme, from medical and school, to jail house and locker room. Currently the jail room is in use as a naked and handcuffed woman is blowing a leather clad man through the jail bars.

Finally, in one corner is a rest area, with a few couches and snacks. It seems this area is mostly used for aftercare, which makes you feel at ease.