The Deal

He was glad she'd asked. "I vowed I wouldn't mention his name this weekend but sometimes I come here with Georgio and other friends."

"Georgio! Really? What's his fetish?"

"A bit of everything. Georgio loves to dress up."

Naomi seemed delighted by that. "And the others, friends into the same scene?"

He nodded. "A banker and his wife, a couple of guys I know in advertising."

"Wow, really…will I meet them, one day?"

"Of course." Satisfaction settled on him.

They had another round of tequila slammers.

They danced on the club floor. He loved the way she moved. She turned back and forth against him, using his body as her totem, looking about the crowd while she moved. He smiled when he saw her curiosity. "Like what you see?"

She stood in her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm wired. This place has me so turned on."

"How much would you like to explore? Are you ready for the dungeon?"

"Yes of course….what is it?"

He had her trust. Lucas grinned. "A few more specialties. The dungeon is where anything goes."

"I was about to say anything goes here." She nodded her head to the left.

Lucas looked in that direction and saw a couple making out on a chair in the dark shadows beyond the edge of the dance floor. The woman was facing her lover, straddling him. It made him think about Naomi, straddling him.

They passed along the cinematic corridor, where old black and white erotic movies from all over Europe were projected onto the walls. Walking down the passageway made occupants feel they were in amongst the kinky goings-on. It was mainly a walkway, but every now and again someone would stop, captured by one of the images on the screens they were passing.

"This is incredible," Naomi said. "I didn't know there were places like this. Everyone is so upbeat, like…at home."

"That's it exactly. Mainstream clubs don't appeal to me. They're so often about the hook-up. This kind of club is less about the hook-up and more about the fetish. Even though you see more flesh here and plenty of peacock behavior, there's an atmosphere of mutual admiration and respect. Everybody wants to be seen comfortable in their fetish and people tend to come in here with other people who are happy to wear and do what they do."

They were nearly there. He paused. Behind her, projected on the wall, two Scandinavian nudes cavorted in an early 1970s porn movie. They foiled Naomi's PVC catwoman-look perfectly, juxtaposing the black and white sexual revolution with Naomi's sleek and colorful introduction to the fetish world.

"The dungeon is just up ahead," he informed her.

She stared up at him silently for a long moment, then reached up and kissed him. "I'm ready."

"It gets pretty explicit in there, and there's often heavy BDSM. Are you going to be okay with this?"

Her eyes glittered. "To watch, or to partake?"

A flame lit inside Lucas.

He tightened his grip on her lead and headed for the dungeon.

Chapter Six

They descended the stone stairs into what Naomi assumed would have been the crypt years ago, and was now used as a sexual playroom.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs a couple of women emerged, laughing, as if high on the time they'd spent in that space. The woman in the lead had lipstick smeared around her mouth as if she'd been kissing frantically. Naomi glanced over her shoulder as they passed on the stairs and saw her companion had lipstick smeared on her face too. Whatever they'd seen or done in there had got them seriously hot. Naomi smiled. She liked that it was LGBT friendly. The age range attending the vast event was wide, and there were fetishes she'd never even known existed. It was a feast for the senses, and with Lucas as her Master she felt safe to explore. Anticipation had her on edge, wired and reckless. It was a heady feeling and she was adrift on the wave.

A Dungeon Mistress welcomed them at the doorway. Her hair was short, thick and cut punky. She was made up with Egyptian eyes. What really caught Naomi's attention was her dress. It was entirely made of chainmail. When she moved it showed tantalizing glimpses of her naked breasts beneath. She nodded approvingly at Naomi and smiled. Naomi blushed and lowered her eyes.

Lucas thanked her and they passed under the stone archway.