The Architect by C.A. Bell

Author:C.A. Bell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, London, Fetish Club, Revenge, Humour, Erotica, Erotic Fiction
ISBN: 9781785382802
Publisher: Andrews UK
Published: 2015-08-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Sitting on my soft beige sofa with a full belly of lasagne, I open up my laptop. The first thing I search for is ‘Kinky nights out in London.’ The search engine gives me a list of shops, definitions, and clubs. Purely out of interest and research purposes, I open the link to a shop called ‘Dungeons and Hard Ons’. The first page that loads asks me to verify that I am over the age of 18. It has a background image of a cage, and a silhouette of a curvy woman standing with a whip. I validate and enter the site, protected by my computer’s antivirus system. I’m so concerned over privacy on the internet and computers, I always think someone’s going to hack my system somehow and be able to watch me over the built in webcam or something, which is why I stick a sticker over it when I’m not using it to talk with my sister.

The page loads and I’m surprised to see that it’s tame and tasteful. Pictures of clothed women and men behind category names. I scroll through the departments and click on ‘Bondage’, which takes me to another list. From there, I choose ‘Bondage Kits’.

As I navigate, there’s nothing that I haven’t seen or heard of before. Apart from a ball gag, which I have to say, I do not like the look of. Next, I choose another section in the ‘Bondage’ group - ‘Nipple and Clit Toys’.

I am shocked as soon as the webpage starts to load; I see a picture of what looks like a microphone filter, with a hand pump attached to it. My face almost hits the screen as I move closer in disbelief. A clitoral pussy pump! I laugh out loud as I read what it does. Apparently it’s meant to make your vagina hypersensitive and temporarily enlarge your lips and clit. I mean come on, even if it did make me super sensitive, there’s no way I’m lying there pumping at something that shouldn’t be pumped, just to get a bit more of a thrill. And what if it got stuck and I had to go to hospital? Now that would be a story to tell, wouldn’t it? After you died of embarrassment, and swelling, of course.

Back on the search for a dirty night out, I decide to check out a club called Fantasia. I scrutinise the website. I click on every link, look at photos, and read reviews. This could be a very kinky night out indeed. All the user reviews state that they had great fun and felt safe the entire time, and almost one hundred percent of what I read says they would definitely go back again.

They also have an events calendar, naming Thursdays as ‘Go Crazy Gals,’ for single ladies and every other Friday as ‘Fetish Night.’ The club has three different areas; ‘The Dance Floor’, ‘The Dungeons’, and ‘Let Loose’. The Dance Floor is pretty much what it says on the tin, somewhere to dance and get a drink.

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