You could hear his moans from down the hall, although we weren't sure if it was from pleasure or pain or both. We figured if he were in pain, he would holler out using the safe word, unless his pleasure was the pain itself.
You see, we work for a...'fantasy camp', if you will. Only it's no ordinary fantasy camp. We DO make fantasies come true, but they are sexual fantasies. It doesn't matter what your fantasy is as long as it's this side of legal. No one has EVER died from anything we have done although that HAS been a couple of people's fantasies. We don't judge or we wouldn't do what we do, but we turned those people away. As long as everything is kept legal, we can stay 'open'.
As for the gentleman down the hall? His fantasy was to be dominated. So Madame Anastasia took him down the hall and now he was getting his wish fulfilled. Every now and then, you could hear the crack of a whip, and hear his moans. As I said before, it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain or both. You never knew with people unless you were their 'camp counselor'.
At the sound of the whip cracking again, the chime of the doorbell went off. I walked over to answer the door. My next client was a little early. I opened the door and there he stood. He was 5' 10" and had sliver hair although he kept it cut close to his head like a military haircut. He had the bluest eyes I have ever seen and he kept his body fit.
Ken was a regular, so he got a hug as he came through the door. He liked to do a lot of role playing. Today, he was going to play security at a mall so he was dressed in a rent-a-cop uniform. I must say, he filled out the uniform rather nicely. I'm one of those 'love a man in uniform' types, mostly because I think about getting them OUT of the uniform. Our 'camp' had made all the necessary arrangements to make this roll-play happen at the local mall.
"Hey sexy," I said as I let him in the door.
"How are you?"
"I'm doin fine M'Lady," he said as he smiled, looking in my eyes. "How are YOU doing?"
"I'm always glad to see one of my favorite campers." I said taking him by the arm.
"Let's go see if Ric is ready and then we can go."
"After you Madame L," Ken said jokingly. He knew my name but enjoyed teasing me.
I went into the theatre room to see if Ric was ready to go. He was setting the movie screen up so some of the councilors could watch an 'informational video' later. The theatre used to be the grand ball room in the old Inn that had been converted to our living quarters as well as our fantasy camp.
"Hey Ric, you about finished? Ken's here," I said as I walked toward Ric.
"He's a little early isn't he? I'm not quite finished." Ric said as he messed with some electric wires.
"That's ok. He IS a little early. I just thought I would see if you were done yet that's all, no big thing."
I motioned for Ken to have a seat as we waited for Ric to finish whatever the heck he was doing. It looked like a big old mess to me. What equated a big ball of what looked like extension cords and coax cables.
"You sure you know what you're doing?" I asked with a teasing voice. I know Ric knew EXACTLY what he was doing. He was one of the smartest men I knew.
Ken laughed as Ric said "Oh, hush up woman," and stuck his tongue out at me.
I sat down beside Ken and watched Ric finish up. He was very easy on the eyes being all 6' 2", sandy brown hair that curled just above his collar. Not to mention he had the prettiest brown eyes I ever saw and a gorgeous smile to match. I really loved touching Ric. I could hardly keep my hands off him.
I know it's strange being in the business of fulfilling fantasies and being a couple but it worked for us. We got to choose who we worked for, which fantasies we were going to fulfill. Not only did we fulfill other people's fantasies, we got to fulfill our own.
See, we only participated in the voyeur ones. Sometimes, Ric would let other guys get involved but very seldom and only if he genuinely liked the guy. Sometimes Ric got off on watching another man have his way with me. But as I said, very seldom. Mostly, it was just them watching.
"Ok, I'm done." Ric said as he packed up his toolbox. "Let's blow this popsicle stand!"
Ken and I looked at each other and laughed as we got up. We went over to Ric and the three of us left to go to the 'special mall'.
When we got to the mall, we went to the security office. I introduced us and gave them my card. When I told the guard on duty that his boss was expecting us, he went to the main office to let him know we were there. He came out of the office and I made the intros again.
"Yup, I've been expecting you. Come right this way and I'll show you to your setup." he said after introducing himself as Mr. Stonewater.
He took us down a little side hall to a room not much bigger than a walk in closet. There was a table set up with a computer monitor, a phone, a chair, a little fridge and not much else.
"Ken, this will be your 'office' for the duration of your stay. The pc monitors are all in the places you will need them today. You are the only one who can actually see whatever the cameras show."
"Ok," Ken said taking a seat.
Mr. Stonewater said, "There's nothing to do but watch. The fridge is packed with soft drinks if you want them."
Then he turned to Ric and I and said, "Per our agreement, the red light there will come on when you want Ken to join you. Now, if you will follow me, I will show you to your 'stage'."
He led us down yet another hallway to one of the stores that had been closed for remodeling. They were set to open the next day but for now, the store was ours. There were a few extra people there to make it look like a regular store on camera. A few 'customers' and a couple of clerks who really WERE working on clothing displays.
Mr. Stonewater called one of the clerks over and said, "Amy, this is Ric and Lacey from The Fulfillment Camp. Take care of them would you?"
"You bet Mr. Stonewater. This way guys." she said and led us into the store.
"Everything is set up for you. The people here are a few of our trusted employees and will be discreet about things. They will not interfere in anyway. They are just here to make it look like a regular business day for your cameras. The floor is yours."
"Thank you Amy." I said as I took Ric's hand and led him away to the floor.