It was located in the basement of the town's old sugar silo, slightly to the west of main street, near the foothills. A secret underground auction house and kink club. Two years ago, a private group purchased the abandoned property and renovated it into a covert business, all legal but covert to the public. (Don't want to upset the Sunday worshippers, and prude goodie-goods, afterall, do we?.
By day, the silo was a modern art gallery, full of beautiful paintings, sculptures, photography and more; but by night, in the basement of that gallery, it was a kink club called Sweet & Low.
This is a story from the club side of things...
Monday through Friday, the club was full with Doms and subs of all kinds, connecting and enjoying each other's company in the cozy seating and relaxed, dimly lit atmosphere that the club offered. There was a steady beat of low background music to keep the vibe going as people mingled and chatted. A full bar was offered, with a high-end appetizer menu, available for anyone looking to add a little decadence to their evening. And every Saturday night, the club held a special event in the back, an auction for VIP singles and swingers looking for a pre-consented Master/slave roleplay.
Each winning bid includes a full night in which a Master 'owns' His slave in private. Rooms were provided as part of the auction package. When the silos and the main building were renovated, three guest suites were built into both of the silo towers. The suites were full-floor, soundproof, dungeon-style rooms with an en-suite bathroom and kitchenette included. An elevator was built into the center, allowing guests to access their own private floors through a closed center foyer with princess doors leading into the suite's kitchen. While the auction included one full night in a suite, the Masters had the choice of lengthening the stay in which they offered an added-on amenity of stocking the kitchen how the guests preferred.
Consent was the clubs first prime directive, it was gained with each slave that was approved to be on the block, and each Master who was approved to silently bid. With an ongoing rule and understanding that consent may be retracted anytime and with any reason.
For an added element of being deep into the auction roleplay, each Master is required to wear a mask, and each slave is required to be blindfolded. It was up to the Master and the slave They had won in the auction, to determine whether or not they wanted to reveal their faces to one another, once in private. The slaves participating were blindfolded and led onto the stage one by one, dressed provocatively when it was their turn for bidding. They were then silently auctioned off to a masked Master. Sometimes it was just to play; once the next morning arrived, each player would go their separate ways. However, occasionally, Masters would choose to claim their slave at the end, and ride off into the sunset together seeking to build a possible dynamic.
Those accepted for auction are single-slaves and slave-swingers-on-loan. The attending Masters get basic information on each slave before the auction. Including if the slave for auction is 'on-loan' or 'up for consideration', meaning single until claimed. The slaves know nothing of who is in attendance at all, kept completely ignorant until the reveal, if a Master chose to reveal.
It was my first time applying to be on auction, as a single and worth considering submissive. I was so nervous. A good deal of me likes Master/slave aspects, but I'm not fully into it as much as others. I have a healthy dose of nerdy baby girl identity in me too, mixed with a playful and sarcastic energy of being a brat, as well as a deep desire and need for some dark rough play and primal drives. I require a constant challenge with my Dom. I need a lot of reminders of His place with me, when there is a He. And I require a lot of quality time and playfulness, so love is highest on my list-of-needs.
I've mostly spent my time dating Daddys and Soft Doms of the more intelligent kind. I can't help being attracted more to their brains than their bodies, however, I've learned the hard way, every time, that I'm not the type of sub or woman that many Doms truly want. I'm odd and tend to intimidate them with how much I challenge them to stay on their toes and evolve with me. I've also learned I just can't survive alone on soft play; I need rough, I need a little pain. I need darkness to have a strong place in my bed and control to be not mine. So, I felt it was time to venture to the more sadistic and strict side of things and see how I might do. With that in mind, this event called to my inner spirit... and now, I stand here in thigh highs and black lace lingerie, blindfolded, shaking slightly with my nerves. Awaiting my turn to be bid on and owned...
When my application was accepted, I was ushered to my assigned floor in one of the silos. It's the same room that I'll return too after the auction, where I will be expected to serve my new Master well. Within the suite there's a seating area with a TV, folded blankets for cuddling on one side of the couch, and an ottoman placed before it for added comfort. A Californian king bed sat directly behind the living space, with mirrors on both the ceiling and headboard of the bed, and O rings on each of the four posters for bindings. A St. Andrew's Cross and spanking bench were set up to one side of the bed, and a Symbian and riding saddle to the other. It was modern, clean, chic, and dungeon worthy.
A large toy chest was located inside the closet, and all the toys inside were brand new and still packaged. Anything used would then be billed to the room and expected to either be thrown out afterwards or kept by the guests. Rose tinted lamps filled the space with the perfect amount and shade of light, and an ensuite bath with a jacuzzi big enough for two people, branched off at the closet to the left of the bed, beyond the cross and bench. To the other side of the living space was a small kitchenette. A phone and pamphlet sat on the kitchen's island where room service, emergency help lines, and spa amenities were offered. Something I absolutely took full advantage of right away. I loved primping for a night of delightful sin, it was relaxing and arousing all at once.
I only had two hours till the main event, so I got right to work at setting myself up to look and taste perfect for whoever might win my auction. I shaved everything, then did two types of body scrubs and a high-pressured, super steamy shower to ensure my softness, bypassing lotions so as to not mess too much with my natural taste. It was followed by a clay face mask and curling my hair till it's full and wavy.
I choose to put on charcoal thigh highs, black mesh puckered panties, and a black lace balconette bra. Then I threw a neon yellow mesh crop top over it all. The hem cropped right at my nipple line. I chose matching yellow nail polish for my mani/pedi, then spritzed on my favorite perfume as my last detail, Cherry Blossoms and Lavender. Now I wait, blind with an usher holding my arm and reminding me of all the things to be aware of for the best experience possible, while keeping an ear open for when they call me to the bidding block.
"Don't forget, you can take back consent if you need to at any time. There is a help button at the door to the elevator, as well as on the phone in the kitchen. In the bathroom there's a complimentary basket with various sizes, textures, and brands of condoms, both female and male, as well as some water-based lubes and a first aid kit, if you need it..." My usher whispers to me as we wait.
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"Thank you for attending our special auction this evening, I just want to remind everyone of the main house rules before we get started... Rule number one; If at any point your slave says No, you are to immediately stop everything, check in with your slave to see if there is anything they need, and if they wish to stop, flip the 'call' switch at the door and wait for an escort. If this occurs, we will absolutely work with you on a refund.
Rule number two; No extreme punishments and impact play, only light to medium. No blood, urine, or fecal messes of any kind, however squirting messes are allowed. In case of unavoidable accidents that cannot be cared for with merely a first aid kit, please immediately pause play and flip the switch at the door. An assistant will be with you shortly to help. First aid kits are found in the basket provided in the bathroom.
