Chapter 10 : Dick And Ball Torture
Chapter 10: Dick And Ball Torture
Gideon
“This part will be the vip area.” I explained to Damien, showing him the half finger balcony.
“And under it is going to be the stockroom. That is why the main bar is located near the wall, to have easy access.”
The work in the new building of the club has been going on steadily and I am really pleased that all will be ready for the grand opening. The club is almost done, there is just the elevated vip area and the electric work to finish. On the other side, the club is completely done, only waiting for all the furniture and toys to be moved from the old club. The club will be closed to give us time to move the stuff from the old playroom to the new ones. I still had to order a lot of new equipment, since this club contains twice the number of playrooms as the old ones, which is one of the reasons I built it. There are also four showrooms instead of just two, for those who went to watch private scenes or more extreme ones that I am not comfortable having featured on the main stages. All in all, there will be far more space for everyone.
Damien, having accepted my offer last week, officially started officially as my second-in-command and I began to show him the ropes of the job. He will mostly work with James, my head security but he has to know pretty much everything if I want to leave him the responsibility for one night once in a while. It would be awesome to have an evening off other than a Monday on occasion. He had a natural aura of authority that I am sure would make even some dominants crack. He is extremely serious and exceedingly respectful of submissiveness. All those quantities, especially the last, make me sure he could be a great Master Dom one day.
For now, I am giving him a private tour of the new club, starting with the part he will go to the least. The club, it is easier to hide the bdsm club behind an official one and the crowds that mingle in the discotheque have plenty of opportunities to recruit potential members. It is also highly profitable. Now that we have completely visited the club, I guide him towards the small door that will link it to the bdsm club which will always be under the surveillance of a security guard. This one is rarely used because the kinky part of the building has its own entrance on the street behind to be more discreet. Adding this part to my discotheque was the best decision I ever took. I instantly fell in love with the kinky sex without any feeling attached. I don't do relationships, they are not for me but having a different partner every night for a steamy hot scene is just wonderful and a bdsm club with more than two hundred submissives is a perfect place for this. I make a point of trying them all, at least all the ones available.
“We will begin with the main room of the club.” I tell him as we walk in the small corridor and take the next door on our right.
“Not bad,” he whistled when we entered.
I hope that is an understatement because like everything else, this is way bigger and better than the one in the previous club. The new couches are already scattered all around the place, I didn't feel like moving the old ones here even with all the efforts of my cleaning crew, lost of them have just seen far too much fucking to be of any use anymore. From there we take the door that leads straight to the submissive’s room. I tried to do them right by having the new one twice as big as before. We enter the part where all the tables and benches will go so that they can eat their dinner and socialize in peace and from there I show him the communal showers facing a huge row of toilets. I laughed again when I think back to the moment when the contractor asked us why we would need so many of them. Then I showed him the row of big stalls I had installed. Contrary to the old club, they now each have one toilet and a shower, so that it will be more practical for shyer submissives to prepare. Or for the ones who like to prepare or do the naughty. I think fondly, between friends.
The other door of the submissive's room gets us in the corridor where we pass the meeting room, which will be my office and then the security room. The door on the end leads to the main entrance of this club but we stopped a bit so that I could show him the surveillance system I put in place. Basically every part of the club, even my office, is filmed by camera so that we can see if something is wrong at any moment. All the members are aware of this and authorized it since this is in the club's policy they have to sign. Even the submissive's room is observed, fights between submissives are rare but not unheard of and it is best if security shows up to stop them. They have always been my favorite cameras to watch in my office, so I wasn't going on the occasion here as well and made sure every shower stall is covered. I just love seeing submissives do naughty things together too much.
“All the cameras are also visible from one of the computers in my office.” I explained to him.
“But they are on a closed circuit. So they can't be hacked from the outside.”
Privacy is extremely important to our members and I am paying a fortune to our consultant on cyber security.
“That is why there are two computers in my office, only one is connected to the internet. The one that is not linked to the video surveillance.”
“Smart,” he muttered and we headed outside to the next stop.
I will also have one always available for the hardcore stuff sadist members want to see or demonstrate, this way they won't have to necessarily wait for the less crowded nights or traumatize new members. Even if sadism is a part of bdsm, a lot of people in the lifestyle never practice it fully. As long as it is performed in a consensual way, without any abuse on the submissive, I have nothing against it but it isn't my cup of tea either. I had to learn how to use the cat-o-nine flogger or the whip for the purpose of punishment but I don't particularly enjoy giving pain. I don't wince anymore when I have to witness fisting or dick and ball torture lbut it is not something I like to do either.