yourself and the atmosphere. If and when you do decide to play at a public event, first play with your trusted partner or friend.
If you ever decide to play with someone else, have your partner or friend there to make sure you always remain comfortable and safe. If you’re not sure about what to do about a certain situation check in with an event coordinator. Going to BDSM events can allow you to meet others, while also helping you learn more about how to please your partner again and again and doesn’t everyone like a damn good release Axel said, teasingly. Come on ladies there’s more to see and do if you’d like. The next room displayed multiple play areas for individual or group play. There were eleven unique individual private play rooms each included king size mattresses, clean sheets, windows & curtains, hand wipes, condoms, automated paper towel and soap dispenser’s for convenience and privacy.
Upstairs was an elevated large group play area with two king size beds a sex swing for those who were more daring with an exhibitionist streak. That area was decorated in a beautiful Moroccan harem-style. There were multiple attachment points secured to the ceiling for some suspension and rope bondage. I could tell that Arden wanted to try this room out. I nudged her in her side and said, “See something you like?” Arden shrugged her shoulders as she turned her gaze to look at Wicked’s ass. Yes indeed I do! I shook my head then glanced at Axel. Could I let another man actually touch me? Hmm…If Jaxsin could so could I.
Over on the dance floor were two eighteen inch attachment points for the more advanced rope suspension enthusiasts as others watch from the dance floor and the mezzanine area above.
Throughout the club were St Andrew's Crosses, spanking benches, and more.
The Xtreme areas were monitored by guards and the owners as well as DOM’s trained to assist with safe play. This place was far beyond what Arden and I could have ever imagined. And it blew our damn minds!
Axel decided it was time to treat the newbies to a small little taste to see if they could handle this lifestyle. If they turned down their advancements, they would be allowed to come back. If they didn’t they would be kicked out. They didn’t need anyone here that didn’t play safe and safety is what they prided themselves on here at Xtreme! Axel nodded at Wicked and they each broke the ladies hands and took them to separate rooms, lets’ begin shall we.
Where are we going now we asked at the same time, Arden being the more eager one to see the next room? Axel noticed that I dragged my feet just a little so he placed his hands on my lower back and gave me a little nudge to follow after my friend but I quickly jerked my head back to him and said , “Please don’t touch me.” Axel dicked his eyebrow right back and said, “I was merely nudging you to catch up with your friend you could get lost in these halls, and I would hate for you stumble upon something that you really weren’t ready for newbie.”
I can understand that Axle but don’t ever touch me without my permission. I picked up my strides and continued to follow down the long ass hallway. My feet had begun to hurt in the high ass hooker hills I had on and if Axle thought he could force me to walk any faster, he was dead wrong! As I entered into a room with a long narrow hallway with a high ceiling, I saw three thick circles of wood resting on wooden stands. A chill crawled up my spine and out over my skin as I looked over the room.
The carvings on the wall were magnificent, a symphony in stonework -- but given the theme represented, it might be better described as a torcher chamber. Scenes, both violent and peaceful, appeared on every wall. Axel walked in front of me and pushed opened the door to what looked to be another damn torture chamber. Several devices of degradation and pain stood out about the room, all of them showing signs of regular use. The wood on the rack
If you ever decide to play with someone else, have your partner or friend there to make sure you always remain comfortable and safe. If you’re not sure about what to do about a certain situation check in with an event coordinator. Going to BDSM events can allow you to meet others, while also helping you learn more about how to please your partner again and again and doesn’t everyone like a damn good release Axel said, teasingly. Come on ladies there’s more to see and do if you’d like. The next room displayed multiple play areas for individual or group play. There were eleven unique individual private play rooms each included king size mattresses, clean sheets, windows & curtains, hand wipes, condoms, automated paper towel and soap dispenser’s for convenience and privacy.
Upstairs was an elevated large group play area with two king size beds a sex swing for those who were more daring with an exhibitionist streak. That area was decorated in a beautiful Moroccan harem-style. There were multiple attachment points secured to the ceiling for some suspension and rope bondage. I could tell that Arden wanted to try this room out. I nudged her in her side and said, “See something you like?” Arden shrugged her shoulders as she turned her gaze to look at Wicked’s ass. Yes indeed I do! I shook my head then glanced at Axel. Could I let another man actually touch me? Hmm…If Jaxsin could so could I.
Over on the dance floor were two eighteen inch attachment points for the more advanced rope suspension enthusiasts as others watch from the dance floor and the mezzanine area above.
Throughout the club were St Andrew's Crosses, spanking benches, and more.
The Xtreme areas were monitored by guards and the owners as well as DOM’s trained to assist with safe play. This place was far beyond what Arden and I could have ever imagined. And it blew our damn minds!
Axel decided it was time to treat the newbies to a small little taste to see if they could handle this lifestyle. If they turned down their advancements, they would be allowed to come back. If they didn’t they would be kicked out. They didn’t need anyone here that didn’t play safe and safety is what they prided themselves on here at Xtreme! Axel nodded at Wicked and they each broke the ladies hands and took them to separate rooms, lets’ begin shall we.
Where are we going now we asked at the same time, Arden being the more eager one to see the next room? Axel noticed that I dragged my feet just a little so he placed his hands on my lower back and gave me a little nudge to follow after my friend but I quickly jerked my head back to him and said , “Please don’t touch me.” Axel dicked his eyebrow right back and said, “I was merely nudging you to catch up with your friend you could get lost in these halls, and I would hate for you stumble upon something that you really weren’t ready for newbie.”
I can understand that Axle but don’t ever touch me without my permission. I picked up my strides and continued to follow down the long ass hallway. My feet had begun to hurt in the high ass hooker hills I had on and if Axle thought he could force me to walk any faster, he was dead wrong! As I entered into a room with a long narrow hallway with a high ceiling, I saw three thick circles of wood resting on wooden stands. A chill crawled up my spine and out over my skin as I looked over the room.
The carvings on the wall were magnificent, a symphony in stonework -- but given the theme represented, it might be better described as a torcher chamber. Scenes, both violent and peaceful, appeared on every wall. Axel walked in front of me and pushed opened the door to what looked to be another damn torture chamber. Several devices of degradation and pain stood out about the room, all of them showing signs of regular use. The wood on the rack
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