The Voyeur Club was a controversial but popular cub started by a local tech tycoon that made thousands everytime he blinked. It had rules of course and a great security team and system to ensure if the safety of either consenting performers. And they paid well of course.
Erin walked into the club behind her roommate Gab and her boyfriend. The blonde college freshman wasn't a virgin but she felt like she was missing out. Maybe she was a little too plain. She wouldn't go to super extremes but she wanted venture out a little.
The trio walked to the sections for performances, checked in with security and headed down the hall past occupied rooms. The couple turned off into a free couples room.
"Erin, remember you don't have to go through with it if you get nervous."
"I know Gab."
"Stay safe."
She blew a kiss to Erin and closed the door, the clicking turning the red plastic meter to green. Erin took a deep breath and walked to the next free solo room. She walked in and closed the door, leaning against it for a moment. There was a sign near a light switch telling performers that if something happened or they got cold feet or got sick to turn the switch off, blacking out their room again so they could leave. There was also a masquerade mask on the small table underneath the light with a note.