I was within the city for work, so I had time for it to go and obtain my membership but was without time for just a session since the Mistress I wanted would not be available until later within the day and I were required to get back to work ( ).
But I did obtain the tour......
1. After calling the telephone number and getting directions I was buzzed inside door and nearly broke my neck continuing to fall the stairs into your buildings basement. (How's that with an S&M club ad: "So hardcore clients have passed away just walking inside the door!")
2. I was greeted from the business office by a tremendously pleasant woman wearing office casual and bright purple ankle boots ("Huh, most clients don't wear their name badges in here"). She handed me a clipboard using the paperwork and showed me with a small room having a lounge chair to fill in the paperwork (heading in some recoverable format: Caveat Emptor; Be careful whatever you wish for). I was made to knock about the door if there have been any questions.
3. Paperwork was fairly straightforward; name, age, issues, height, weight, an index of BDSM activities (spanking, restraints, cross-dressing, foot/boot worship, etc) which has a range of 1 - 5 (circle your volume of interest).
The second page was for Roleplay scenarios (Puppy training, boss & employee, teacher & student, etc) along with your level of intrest. And a chart for clothing choices (leather, PVC, uniforms, women's high heel sandals, etc).
My only question was using the option for 'suspension'. Now being a normal BME reader that I am I took that to mean "big metal hooks with your back hanging via the ceiling". The receptionist (or 'consultation liaison') corrected me it was merely suspension just as "being suspended through the ceiling via wrist restraints & such".
4. After the paperwork was over (oddly has never been asked for evidence ID) and I paid my $30 membership fee I was issued my membership card (no expiration date). The card is beige having a green & gold star thingy in a single corner and also a series of black & green lines. There is no print of any sort about the card, just my client number plus the phone number printed in pen.
The card can be quite vague deliberately. Should someone close or whoever undergo your wallet, they don't know you are in a BDSM & Roleplaying club. (Personally I don't care you will never know, however, I'm not the previous governor of New York).
5. Once I got my card I was given a duplicate of the current "magazine" (really outright photographs on the various Mistresses who just work at many with the cities Dungeons... and a couple of pages of actual article.) VAULT issue 2811, and considering the tour.
The entire complex will be the basement floor of the generic 4-story business building. A candle lit green-painted hallway snakes around and has now the theme rooms (surgical unit, Chinese palace, dungeon, etc) which have a Red/green light above each door. If I could describe the degree of design detail it will be "Disney World as built by perverts"; the dungeon doesn't appear to be a real medieval dungeon, much more a wax museum scene of your dungeon (The room's CD player is located inside cell). A facade that provides the most obviously recognizable or fetishistic areas of any given situation. Some on the rooms are extremely small (the wrestling room might be 10 x 12), plus some are fairly big (the "torture chamber" that's almost just like the dungeon excluding choice of furniture is better 20 x 30).
6. While on tour the liaison was approximately to show me a room that had been occupied (somebody forgot to turn within the red light). The Mistress stepped out with the room to offer me a cheery "Hello! nice to meet up with you!". The girl couldn't are already more than 20; brunette hair tied to a ponytail, no heavy makeup or lipstick, wearing a black dress that appeared as if something a Goth would were to prom. The encounter would are already unremarkable but she waved hello back with her left hand because her right was wearing a latex glove and she or he had what could basically santorum smeared around her elbow. At least somebody was having a great time.
Tour concluded I exchanged some pleasantries together with the liaison and informed her I'd make sure to make a consultation well ahead of time the next occasion I was inside city. Its a 6&1/2 hour drive or I'd return after work today, even so the wife has some type of party or something that is we have to visit. Oh well.
But I did obtain the tour......
1. After calling the telephone number and getting directions I was buzzed inside door and nearly broke my neck continuing to fall the stairs into your buildings basement. (How's that with an S&M club ad: "So hardcore clients have passed away just walking inside the door!")
2. I was greeted from the business office by a tremendously pleasant woman wearing office casual and bright purple ankle boots ("Huh, most clients don't wear their name badges in here"). She handed me a clipboard using the paperwork and showed me with a small room having a lounge chair to fill in the paperwork (heading in some recoverable format: Caveat Emptor; Be careful whatever you wish for). I was made to knock about the door if there have been any questions.
3. Paperwork was fairly straightforward; name, age, issues, height, weight, an index of BDSM activities (spanking, restraints, cross-dressing, foot/boot worship, etc) which has a range of 1 - 5 (circle your volume of interest).
The second page was for Roleplay scenarios (Puppy training, boss & employee, teacher & student, etc) along with your level of intrest. And a chart for clothing choices (leather, PVC, uniforms, women's high heel sandals, etc).
My only question was using the option for 'suspension'. Now being a normal BME reader that I am I took that to mean "big metal hooks with your back hanging via the ceiling". The receptionist (or 'consultation liaison') corrected me it was merely suspension just as "being suspended through the ceiling via wrist restraints & such".
4. After the paperwork was over (oddly has never been asked for evidence ID) and I paid my $30 membership fee I was issued my membership card (no expiration date). The card is beige having a green & gold star thingy in a single corner and also a series of black & green lines. There is no print of any sort about the card, just my client number plus the phone number printed in pen.
The card can be quite vague deliberately. Should someone close or whoever undergo your wallet, they don't know you are in a BDSM & Roleplaying club. (Personally I don't care you will never know, however, I'm not the previous governor of New York).
5. Once I got my card I was given a duplicate of the current "magazine" (really outright photographs on the various Mistresses who just work at many with the cities Dungeons... and a couple of pages of actual article.) VAULT issue 2811, and considering the tour.
The entire complex will be the basement floor of the generic 4-story business building. A candle lit green-painted hallway snakes around and has now the theme rooms (surgical unit, Chinese palace, dungeon, etc) which have a Red/green light above each door. If I could describe the degree of design detail it will be "Disney World as built by perverts"; the dungeon doesn't appear to be a real medieval dungeon, much more a wax museum scene of your dungeon (The room's CD player is located inside cell). A facade that provides the most obviously recognizable or fetishistic areas of any given situation. Some on the rooms are extremely small (the wrestling room might be 10 x 12), plus some are fairly big (the "torture chamber" that's almost just like the dungeon excluding choice of furniture is better 20 x 30).
6. While on tour the liaison was approximately to show me a room that had been occupied (somebody forgot to turn within the red light). The Mistress stepped out with the room to offer me a cheery "Hello! nice to meet up with you!". The girl couldn't are already more than 20; brunette hair tied to a ponytail, no heavy makeup or lipstick, wearing a black dress that appeared as if something a Goth would were to prom. The encounter would are already unremarkable but she waved hello back with her left hand because her right was wearing a latex glove and she or he had what could basically santorum smeared around her elbow. At least somebody was having a great time.
Tour concluded I exchanged some pleasantries together with the liaison and informed her I'd make sure to make a consultation well ahead of time the next occasion I was inside city. Its a 6&1/2 hour drive or I'd return after work today, even so the wife has some type of party or something that is we have to visit. Oh well.