Ingrid answered, "Yes that's true, and I'm looking forward to it for sure. I think it will be more fun than being beaten."
"OK then. As I was saying you may find that the sex experience may overpower your stamina. It is certainly exhausting for sure. As you know the standard words that most people use are 'Red', 'Yellow' and "green'. And yes, before you ask you may use your own unique safe words."
"Oh goody!"
"Again, to state, you are then a full member so you can refuse sex from a woman if you're strictly straight. During this ritual you will not be subject to any further spanking or flogging as you have been disciplined sufficiently during the test. And also, to emphases that the sex in the club is fully consensual in that you can refuse to have sex with any member who for your own reasons might find distasteful. In that vein after the test and ritual you can refuse to participate in any activity you find you could not tolerate. But bear in mind this club is not for those who can't get past vanilla sex.
"There is one other general rule, which would not apply to you, but you might as well be aware of it. We have as members many married couples, who practice a dom-sub role at home in their regular marital sexual relationship. They are discouraged to be exclusive with each other when participating in club activities. If a pattern of consistently refusing sex with other members is established, they may be asked to leave the club. After all the purpose of der Höllenfeuer Verein is to provide fulfillment of sexual fantasies that are not available in the normal course of everyday life."
Ingrid quipped, "A truly raunchy sex orgy party club for the curious."
Mistress Denna concluded, "You might say that, and I guess you just did. I think that's enough information for you to digest, and I trust you'll enjoy your time at der Höllenfeuer Verein. So, unless you have any further questions, I'll take my leave and I look forward to seeing you in June."
When the fateful day arrived, it was Alexander Talmann who picked up Ingrid to take her to the Café Lola for the meeting. Ingrid partook of a light meal as butterflies were churning in her stomach in anticipation of the forthcoming evening, so she didn't eat as much as she normally would. She met the other three candidates. The women had chosen the names of Lucretia and Zenobia. The man was called 'der Hun', as he advised that Attila was already taken by another member. Ingrid learned that all three of them had been guests to separate meetings of the club some months prior, but for some reason or other an initiation ceremony was unable to be scheduled earlier. Ingrid surmised that her date with Talmann was deemed adequate replacement for a guest meeting.
Another female member who introduced herself as Angelica, escorted the four of them to the dressing room at the appropriate time. Ingrid's so-called costume turned out to be a black halter top with red trim plus a black thong. A pair of sleek stiletto high heels completed her attire. Ingrid quipped, "Ha! I think I'll have no trouble in getting out of my costume in under the one minute time limit."
The candidates were then escorted to the meeting room, which had a ubiquitous dungeon like décor that is so favored by BDSM devotees. They were each placed sitting cross-legged on a pillow on the carpeted concrete floor, with a good view of the proceedings. The room was substantially large, easily able to accommodate more than a hundred persons. In the center of the room was a raised wooden platform stage about twenty feet square, and a normal step up from the floor. Surrounding the stage were various sofas and love seats for the convenience of onlookers. Various BDSM equipment were strewn along the walls of the room.
The events of the evening started with Mistress Denna climbing onto the slightly elevated platform stage floor area of the dungeon like room. She truly was a deliciously luscious woman. She was not technically a drop-dead gorgeous female of unquestioned beauty. Still, she unquestionably commanded attention and notice. Her hair color was strikingly red, halfway in tone between deep dark red and bright flaming red. Perhaps one could label it as auburn, but there was more pizzazz to her hair color than how one usually associates with auburn. Her hair was naturally long, cut down below her shoulder blades, down to the middle of her back. The long hair was congruent to her image of a no nonsense BDSM mistress in command of the planned events of the evening.
She was wearing a sleek black diaphanous romper that was held together solely by just two hooks at the back of the neckline. The romper was constructed so as to leave most of her back bare. The front part of her garment fully covered her upper body, but glimpses of her bare flesh, especially including her nipples and most of her breasts were clearly visible in between the blockage from view by the patches of floral design embedded in the fabric. Her only other item of apparel was a pair of shiny black laced knee-high boots. These boots made her appear even taller than her actual 5' 9" height, and complemented her stature of a truly imposing female figure.
In communicating to the crowd, her pattern of speech was light and airy, even humorous and carefree. Despite such seemingly lighthearted patter, there was no mistaking a dark menacing undercurrent lurking in her tone as she spoke. The ensuing effect of hearing her voice combined with her sexy outfit whether calculated inadvertently or deliberately certainly established the exotic ambience for the room. There was no doubt that the event planned was an ominous display of dominance in BDSM activity.
Applying two loud stomps of her boots against the wooden floor of the stage, to signal the commencement of the event, Mistress Denna addressed the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please. Quiet down! Quiet down. Welcome everyone to another exciting get together of der Höllenfeuer Verein. It is such a pleasure to see so many of you in attendance tonight. This signifies that even if most of your relatives, friends and acquaintances might harbor an opinion, assuming they are aware, that your interest in BDSM play is abnormal, bizarre, even disgusting etc., your attendance here this evening confirms that you're not alone. You belong to a community interested in exploring our special interests. And we love each other even though we enjoy beating each other silly."
Some truly joyous laughter erupted and was shared by most of the audience as a result of that last remark. However, there also was intermixed some nervous twitter emanating from some of the bashful submissives. When the laughter died down, Mistress Denna continued, "I understand that as a result of the recently concluded, this year's Bondcon fair, there are present a few nonmembers of our club who are first time visitors here. So, for those of you who may not know me, let me introduce myself. I'm known as Mistress Denna."
At this point Mistress Denna ever so slowly twirled around to complete a full rotation of her body. This allowed everyone in the audience to get a glimpse of her tattoos carved on her back. At about the middle of her back were letters in blood red hue arranged in an arc spelling out 'Denna'. Below the lettering was a black tattoo depicting a punishment whip located to one side and a tattoo also in black depicting a punishment cane at the other side.
Having allowed the audience an opportunity to get a good look at her exposed back, Mistress Denna continued, "Yes as you suspect that is not my real name. Although as member of this club you are allowed to go by your real name, but you are encouraged to adopt a nom de plume while participating in our club's activities. The club recognizes that you do have a real name which you employ while you slog through your everyday perhaps mundane life. Or perhaps your life is not so mundane, or you may hold down a very responsible job like our member Caligula, who occupies an important position in our nation's government. Still in either case an escape from reality into the fantasy world of BDSM is most welcome to combat the stresses of everyday life. Even dare I say healthy to your overall mental and physical well-being. Now remember your parents chose your name for the real world, but you have the opportunity to choose your own name for your fantasy world."
The audience interrupted the speech to applaud signaling approval. The majority of members had indeed adopted a pseudonym for participating in the club's activities, and they loved Mistress Denna's rationale. She continued. "For your information or should I say FYI in accordance with the common English lingo that has proliferated on the internet. Gads! I think I'm getting too old to try to keep up with modern speech tendencies!"
