Sanctuary, the bdsm club

You hop in the uber, and blush when you realize that despite looking like a girl your rider profile shows you as a boy. The driver, a college age goth girl, just chuckles as she says "put on your seat belt sweetie, and we will head off". Your face turns even more scarlet as you follow her instructions. To break the awkward silence you meekly start up a conversation as she drives into town. You really get along with her, as you find out she is into many of the same things as you. Time seems to fly by when the driver announces you’ve arrived at the destination, and nervously get out. The driver blows you a kiss and yells after you "good luck in there!" Looking at where you are, it's an old warehouse with a large parking lot inside a sketchier area of town. Outside the front door you see a line has formed of people entering, a group that looks out of place in this surroundings. A large mix of people, many wearing large overcoats to hide outfits, while others wearing more street appropriate leather and latex getups. They are slowly entering either one at a time or in small groups.

You wait in line, seeing how no one in line seems to want to mingle until they get inside. After about 3 minutes you make it in. There is an extremely small entry way with a long table and an older couple checking IDs and making sure wavers are signed. You hand over your new ID and read through the waver. It’s a pretty standard contract, no photos unless authorized, no cell phones, no bodily fluid exchanges outside designated areas, and always listen to the Dungeon Monitors.

It seems there is also a themed night going on. Hosted by a local group, the entire club seems to be going along with this theme.