Cara is your normal everyday young lady leading a life mixed with work and boredom.
She often finds herself wondering what else is there in life to alleviate the often long periods where she feels like there is something missing in her life.
Being an active sports person keeping herself fit and trim, she doesn't suffer from laziness at all, and does not over indulge in the "bad" things in life. She considers herself as being normal in every respect, has a good circle of friends and close family.
She works long hard hours in her capacity as a solicitor with the stress of the position often getting her down.
After a hard day at the office she gets the train home like thousands of other commuters. Falling in and out of day dreams as the train rattles and sways with its relentless and monotonous motion.
There is one particular part of her journey where she always finds herself trying to get a closer look at a particular building that catches her eye every time the train flies past at annoying speeds.
She can never quite manage to get a good enough look, and by the time she sets eyes on the building every evening, it has gone past just as quickly.
It is the large sign that is eluminated on top of the roof that catches her attention and imagination. Every time. "The Dungeon Room" flashes out as the train speeds past.
Those words make Cara fantasize about all sorts of things that may be in that building. She has never been into a "dungeon" before, and often wonders what lies beyond.
Cara has never thought of herself as sexy or sexually open minded. It is not something that has ever entered her mind. But that sign seems to bring something out in her and makes her think more about what people do in their private lives in the bedroom and other places.
When she gets home this particular evening, she goes straight to her laptop and types in various key words. "bondage" "bdsm" "dungeon" She is totally amazed at the sheer number of sites that come up in front of her and finds herself getting deeper and deeper into the subject matter.
Chat rooms, forums, galleries, stories, the list goes on. She is totally mesmerized by the amount of information in front of her. Cara had no idea there we so many people into all of these activities.
For a moment she sits back and wonders if she is normal. How can there be so many people into all these strange activities she thinks to herself.
Before she realizes, 3am arrives and feeling so exhausted from viewing hundreds of web pages and forums, she pulls herself away from the computer and heads off to bed without having anything at all for dinner.
After climbing under the sheets and trying to get herself comfortable, she finds that sleep is not going to happen. Her mind is racing with all the images of bondage and weird and depraved scenes and acts between consenting adults.
Laying there day dreaming over some of the things she has witnessed, she suddenly realizes that she is running her fingers around her inner thighs working herself up.
She takes her hands from between her legs and thinks to herself that this is silly; I need to get to sleep, turns over and snuggles up in the blankets and crisp white sheets.
Morning arrives with Cara crawling out of bed feeling ever so tired and drowsy. Oh god, another busy day ahead she thinks to herself.
Not wanting to be at work, she showers then makes herself a cup of coffee where she finds herself sitting there staring out the window. Eyes wide open and staring into space she decides that a phone call to her boss is the only thing to do today. This is very unusual for Cara as she is a totally loyal employee who never takes a day off.
She picks up the phone and leaves a message on her bosses answer machine, "Hi Dave, really sorry but I won't be in today, I am feeling pretty crap. See you tomorrow I hope, by".
A feeling of relief comes over her as the thought of not having to get dressed and go to work is so nice. She sits back, sighs and takes another sip of her coffee which she is holding with both hands while still staring out the window. Staring and wondering what she is going to do today.
"The Dungeon Room", keeps flashing in her mind over and over. She can't let it go; it just keeps coming back time and time again.
That's it, she thinks, I am going to drive by that place and have a closer look to see what it is.
Going to her wardrobe she slides open the doors to see what she is going to wear.
In front of her is a vast variety of clothing as Cara likes fashion and spends a fortune making sure she looks good. Tall and slim, with blonde hair, she would be the ultimate catch for any swooning guy out there.
She pulls out a pair of black tight fitting jeans with a wide belt and big buckle. Then she selects a crisp white long sleeve blouse, a pair of knee length black boots and a red silky scarf.
Looking at herself in the full length mirror she can't help but admire how sexy she looks.
Swishing the red scarf around her neck and letting it fall down in front of her white blouse she looks gorgeous. Long blond hair falling half way down her back, she is ready to head out the door.
As the lift travels down to the ground floor she finds herself feeling anxious but truly excited at her adventure. The doors open and she struts off out of the foyer doors towards her car which is parked out on the street.
Driving along with the music in the background she is thinking about what lies ahead. What is she really looking for she thinks to herself, why am I doing this? But she carries on as the air of excitement overrides any other thoughts.
She gets to the block where she is certain the building lies beyond. Taking a right turn off the main road and into a small side street she recognizes a petrol station that is only a couple of streets away from her destination. Her heart is starting to beat faster and finds herself fidgeting in her seat as she nears her destination.
There it is, she says to herself. She pulls over to the side of the road and looks down the alley way where the entrance to the building lies.
Noticing a vacant car park, she swings the car around and makes a perfect two point entrance into the small space between two other vehicles. She turns the key, the engine stops and there is silence. She sits there heart still racing wondering what on earth she is doing here.
Looking down she picks a piece of fluff from her blouse and fusses over it making sure she looks perfect. Puts her hand on the door handle, takes a deep breath and opens the door.
Closing the door and locking it, she looks down the alley way to the building. She hesitates for a moment, then begins her stride in that direction.
Within seconds she finds herself standing out in front of the main entrance. A large set of double doors painted black. There is no signage anywhere on the building other than the large sign she knows is on the roof top. Strange she thinks, and then notices a black panel with brass lettering on it.
A plaque placed beside the main entrance. She moves closer to the plaque in order to read it.
"Herein your pleasure commences"
She stares at the plaque with those words conjuring up all sorts of images in her mind.
The scenes she looked at on the internet the previous night start flashing in front of her. And just then a "bang" as she is startled out of her day dreams, and notices a very handsome man exiting the building letting the doors bang behind him. He walks past her with a smile on his face as he gives her a slanting glance as he walks past.
Clara just stands there in a daze, she feels like her feet are cemented to the pavement as she watches the man walk past and down towards the main street.
She notices how handsome he was, masculine body and very sexy.
Just then, he stops, turns slowly back around to face Cara and slowly starts to walk back towards her.
Cara is still frozen to the pavement, unable to move. He nears and then in a strong manly voice asks her if she has been inside yet? Cara tries to answer, but finds her words won't come out. She feels like she is frozen in time as she tries to answer.
Come on, he says, I will give you a tour, you will love it, and with that he places his hand on her arm and gently moves her towards the door.
Without any resistance Cara finds herself being ushered through the doors. Fear and anxiety start to run through her mind as the door closes behind her. Oh my god, what am I doing she thinks to herself. And just then the handsome gentlemen tells Cara to follow him. She obeys and without any thought follows behind. She can't help but admire herself in a large floor to ceiling mirror that is on the main foyer wall. The dimly lit foyer is plush with leather couches, brass and glass side tables, a reception area fit for the most posh hotel.
This is not a sleazy establishment she thinks to herself. Quite the opposite, it is so flash looking.
Moving past the reception area the man introduces himself as Dave. Caaaara, as Cara stutters trying to say her name. Dave smiles and says "relax' there's nothing to worry about here, you will really enjoy seeing everything we have here. She smiles and follows him through a large glass door as he hold the door open for her.
They enter a large open area which is very light and modern. Around the walls are various leather seats with tables besides and magazines underneath. This is the waiting area Dave says.
Waiting area? Cara replies, yes, there are various rooms you can go into from here. But the main room is through that door there, and he points to a large set of brass doors at the end of the room.
