My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(68)
“Dex?” Kate frowned. What did Dex have to do with the construction of this place? From his answer about Club Desire, she got the impression that while he was friends with Brent, he merely played here sometimes.
“Dex has been around since Brent came up with the idea for the club. They planned the place together.”
A spear of ice sliced into Kate, and she winced. Instinctively, she tried to put on a blank face and not let her reaction show. “Oh. I didn’t know he was that involved here. He said he played here, and that it was a great place I should check out if I came to Phoenix.” He had definitely lied, at least by omission, and while he might have his reasons, she felt betrayed nonetheless. “I’ll definitely ask him next time I see him.” She didn’t bother to hide the slight edge to her voice.
Sandra had fallen silent, and Kate had the impression she had censored what she’d been about to say.
“So what’s next on the tour?” Kate asked brightly, wanting to move on, and deal with her hurt and anger on her own, later.
“I’ll leave some of that up to you. On the main floor there’s the dungeon floor you see here, which is used mostly for sub and Dom training, or trying out new lower-to medium-level kinks. There are also locker rooms, and a larger waiting area, as well as aftercare.”
She smiled as Kate tried to map out everything inside her mind.
“On the floors above us are the kitchen, office space, the pool, and some living space. Rooms and suites members can rent out for a night or longer term.
“The only ones who live on-site right now are Jake, Brent, and I, but there are several members who stay here at least some of the time.”
Kate tried to picture living at The Dungeon in L.A., and couldn’t manage it.
Sandra continued in her sweet, melodic voice. “Below us are four dungeon levels. Dungeon Four is where the hard kink goes on. There’s a fully equipped dungeon with moveable walls, and props to meet pretty much any kink you can imagine. That’s also where we hold large events like orgies, collaring ceremonies, and parties. My wedding to Brent was held down there.” She smiled and absently touched her collar. The expression on her face was one of pure happiness and love.
Another swift tug of envy made Kate frown. She had never been much of an envious person, and definitely wasn’t insecure, but Sandra was highlighting a few areas in her life that made her yearn for something more.
“In fact, there’s a group renting out Basement Four soon for a reenactment of a slave girl auction followed by an orgy. Those are always fun to watch.” Sandra flashed a grin. “Anything with a high kink level goes on in Basement Four.
“Anyway, Basement Three has private and semiprivate alcoves that overlook Basement Four. Basement One has the same setup as Three, but it overlooks Two. As you can imagine, One and Three are quite popular, since they offer privacy and voyeurism all in one.”
Kate laughed, but when she saw Sandra’s expression, and that she was entirely serious, she slowly smiled, intrigued.
She had read on the website that Club Desire offered meeting space, and could accommodate large parties or events, but she’d never imagined all of this. “That’s legal?”
Sandra nodded. “Yes. Brent is very good with contracts and always follows the law. Private groups rent the floor, and all the guests sign contracts of their own to attend. The entrance is closely monitored.” She pointed toward the four corners of the ceiling in turn. “I should also mention that there are cameras just about everywhere, and they are monitored at all times.”
Kate grinned, as her certainty grew that Club Desire was the right place for her. “This is amazing. I know I said this outside, but I never imagined any club like this. Granted, I’ve only played at The Dungeon, but I hadn’t even conceived of anyplace like this.” She gestured around them. “And your website, while thorough, doesn’t even begin to hint at all of this.”
Sandra gave her a small smile. “While word of mouth does get around, we prefer to maintain an air of mystery to some extent. Our loyal members are very protective of that image, and very proud that we are one of the premier clubs in the Southwest.”
Kate glanced out at the dungeon floor, noting that the Dom had switched to paddling the woman. Kate squirmed in her chair as arousal snaked through her, and she forced her attention back to Sandra. “As much as I want to see the rest of Club Desire, I’d really like to find out more about becoming a member. Dex mentioned something about a waiting list.”
Sandra nodded, and disappointment snaked through Kate.
“It’s not so much a waiting list as a list where people sit while the background checks go through,” Sandra continued. “But there are also temporary, restricted memberships for people who have been vouched for or vetted in some way.”
Renewed hope curled inside Kate’s stomach and she sat straighter in her chair, sparing a quick glance for the couple out on the dungeon floor. “Great. Where do we start?”
“Let’s go talk to Brent.” Sandra glanced down at her watch, a thin sterling silver band with a dainty face surrounded by more blue sapphires. Kate didn’t feel so bad about having all the green in her life after meeting Sandra. She’d already displayed more blue sapphires than Kate had green items in her entire household.
Sandra smiled at her in that welcoming way she had. “Brent should be finished with his meetings by now, and be back in his office.”