My smile grew, thinking of decorating my own playroom now as I looked around Mistress Vapors. I never noticed that Crystal's playroom was very practical. It was essential, with clean walls meant to make it easier to clean. The warehouse of equipment made it so that she could have various different types of play done as you could move and change equipment easily.
Mistress Vapor didn't seem to be the case as it was decorated with an almost smokey touch. It was an interesting difference that I never knew was possible. It made my excitement grow, thinking about what type of style I wanted for myself. I had no preferences at this point, and looking around Vapors playroom, I noticed it was meant for a playstyle I never tried before.
When you entered the room, it had a clearing in the center. That wasn't what struck you first, though, as the greyish black walls seemed almost whispy. There was vapor painted onto the walls that you could see with toys showing things almost as a promise to those that entered. It looked amazing, and as my eyes took more in, I could see curtains filled the room. They were on the roof and some of the walls. They were a dark grey that matched the walls hiding things from the eyes as you could see ropes through them so that they could easily be pulled aside by something hidden behind them.
The curtains both hide the size of the room, making it feel slightly smaller, while the mirrors of the other side of the room expanded the space, making it look larger. The contrast was stark, and there was a vanity not far from it with incense sticks. It was wonderfully decorated, and it fit her Mistress name wonderfully. When she lit those sticks, I imagined that the room would provide a scent that would mask others and create a smoky feel that would only increase the feelings achieved in the room.
"You like it?" Vapor asked, moving towards the curtained side of the room, "My equipment hung on the walls are some of the best. Samantha doesn't cheap out at all when you start to decorate your main playroom." Vapor said, crossing the room quickly, "I mainly use chains and rough play with some humiliation in it. That is why mirrors are filling that wall. There is nothing better than showing them how much of a pervert they can be. Showing them the lengths they will go for you is more than some can take at some points, so you need to be careful with clients new to things." Vapor said as she pulled aside one of the curtains to show an elaborate pulley system behind it.
"This is my favorite thing about the room," Vapor said with a smile, "The main equipment I use is all hidden, so each time a client enters, they never know what is going to happen to them. It also allows me to change on the fly without ever seeming to go off script." Vapor smiled as she turned a wheel that was hidden behind the curtains, and I saw chains come down from the ceiling along with the pulleys.
"I am showing you the entire setup, so you understand that if you decide to continue and set up your own playroom, you will need to think of a style. There is only so much room in a playroom, so it is hard to be prepared for everything. Samantha is good with picking things up, especially for regular clients and the more prominent ones. They all pay enough here that one night will more than pay for some of the equipment we purchase, so remember that you can ask for things that you might not use often." Vapor finished as a lecture as she put hooks on the ends of the four chains.
I nodded, and Vapor went around the room and motioned for me to enter the door that she was about to walk into. I followed her, and a plain hallway was there, and we walked into it. I saw larger equipment and various others down the hallway with boxes and storage. "Remember to keep a lane through here. This is a storage area for everyone, plus it has a fire escape route." Vapor told me, and I nodded.
MIstress Vapor then grabbed a cart in the hallway and moved towards a long box, picking it up. She dropped it onto the cart and brought it back into the room. I then noticed it had Vapor written on the door and followed her in. "These rooms have locks to the main hallway but not the back. Don't enter a room you are not invited to UNLESS," Vapor emphasized the last word, "It is an emergency. If it is something to do with safety, then let the bouncers downstairs deal with it." Vapor looked serious on that, "Things get complicated fast with clients we serve, and bad things can happen if we interfere in something we had no business with. Samantha is the one who sticks up for us, and the guys downstairs are the enforcers. Remember that." Vapor said as she started to pull out rods from the box with shapes and lengths.
It looked like those rods could be put together, and she went to the vanity, grabbing a bottle. It was a blue latex glove that was a heavier rubber, and she grabbed a cloth while she was at it. Vapor then cleaned each part quickly but didn't miss a spot till it looked shiny. "Remember to clean things that have been in storage before use and clean them before storing them." Vapor said, and I realized there was another reason Samantha was using Vapor as a trainer for me.
"Okay," I replied since I knew she couldn't see me if I nodded. I was watching her as she cleaned it and realized why all of this was done. Crystal had been pampering me without me knowing in the background for the past week. Dom's worked in the shadows working without others knowing that they cared. Right now, I was even thinking about how I would approach things with Crystal to reward her. Every time I had to think long and hard about how to do things, troubling myself with it.
Now, I would have to do even more for my clients without them knowing either. It was something I found I didn't think I would mind doing. I wanted things to go my way, and then there must be time and effort to make it go my way. Nothing was done in a vacuum, and it never would. I smiled with the realization and didn't even notice as Vapor finished cleaning. She put them to the side and put away the cleaning supplies before turning to me, looking immaculate again.
"You okay?" Mistress Vapor asked, not looking at all concerned.
"Yeah," I replied, "Just thinking about something."
"Well, Time is up; the Client should be here any minute now, and I need to add the finishing touches to the atmosphere." Vapor walked over to the wall of ropes and wheels that the curtains had hidden before and pulled the drops making everything go back to hidden. The pully system was out of sight, and the atmosphere turned back to when I entered, and Vapor dimmed the lights before walking over to the incense and light up a couple of sticks. Then I walked back and pulled out a chair that I overlooked because I focused more on the pulley system. It was a black chair with armrests. When she sat on it, though, it looked like a throne, and she relaxed into it, leaning on an arm.
Vapor's demeanor changed and seemed more superior now. I didn't like it, though, as she watched me, and it felt like a sham to me. It probably wasn't, but I felt like making grovel before me when she looked at me with that attitude.
Then I realized one of the reasons was because it felt like it was the attitude Tracy had when I first met her. It was a mean girl vibe. I felt like when some girl thinks she is better than you because of whatever reason. That was the look and vibe I was feeling from her that made me not like Vapor too much.
I could be wrong, though, and I suppressed my dislike from her vibe. Instead, I let my excitement grow as I slowly leaned back on the wall by the door. I waited and started to think about what to do to Crystal when the door opened. It opened away from me, and in came a man in his thirties, and a thrill went through my spine as the first client I will work for came in.
He was about five foot eight inches tall and came in looking confident. He was wearing a suit that made him look sharp. He had brown hair, but I couldn't see his face. Instead of moving, though, I thought I was in the perfect place, being in his blind spot. It just felt right as he came in seeing Mistress Vapor, who now looked annoyed while simultaneously looking at him like she was looking down on him. He stood over her, but that was the impression I got, and I decided it was a useful expression.
