Chapter 7

Sunday night dinner was fun with Andy, Hakim, and William. There was some talk about what we wanted to do. I brought up going out on Saturday night. “Andy, I don’t want to cause any problems with your family if we go out and come in too late or a little too drunk. We could spend the day with your family and then get a hotel room or two and go out to party on Saturday.”

“My family wouldn’t mind us coming home late or drunk but we may have more fun if we got a couple rooms. I can pitch in a few pounds.”

“I’ll take care of getting a room. If anyone wants to kick in, they can or can buy a round or two while we’re out.”

The week flew by and I was excused from Friday afternoon’s workout but had to come by before my Chemistry lab to do the workout. It was just past noon as we piled into Andy’s car and he pulled out towards London.

He played the music a little too loud and drove a little too fast but it helped to get us there faster. We pulled into his parent’s home a couple hours later and got a quick tour. His parents were both home for our arrival. His mom wanted to feed us and his father wanted to get us drunk. We pushed back on both but had a snack and a few sips of beer.

The house was large and had five bedrooms. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, seemed pretty laid back. We got out of the house and went over to a park. Andy showed us where he went to school and we ran into some of his friends. They wanted to play rugby but after a few of us declined, one got a soccer ball from his car and we played English Football. Hakim was pretty good and I held my own because I could run and not get too tired. William did okay and when we took off our shirts, saw that he was in better shape than I thought.

After the game, hot and sweaty we made it back to the Wilson’s to shower. Mrs. Wilson fed us a nice dinner. It was called Toad in a Hole, basically sausages cooked in bread. There was a lot of it for four college aged guys. Andy, having a large family, must have eaten this meal many times before.

Mr. and Mrs. Wilson said to call them Tim and Helen. After dinner, Andy wanted to go to the basement game room and show us the pub that was set up down there with the bar, games and TV along with couches and chairs. Before I could go, Tim said, “Nick, can I have a word with you in my study?”

“Sure,” was my reply.

When we sat down, he said, “Andy mentioned that you were creating some kind of software for pubs.”

“I’ve designed some software. I sent it to a friend back in the states to build it and work with the hardware manufacturers to make an entire system.”

“Andy was telling me about the concept. I’d be interested in selling them here and across Great Britain and Europe if you need someone. I have sales people in all the locations already. We supply all of the liquor and I know most of the other food and beverage distributors. We can stock the paper for ticketing and receipts and deliver them with the booze.”

“You haven’t even seen it work yet.”

“Andy told me about your friend and the word processor. I’d assume that he’s the one building the system.”

“That’s right.”

“Should I reach out to him directly?”

“Tim, when it’s ready, we can do a demonstration for you and your brothers. They can test it out in their locations and we’ll give them a great deal on the products. If we can agree on pricing and terms we can discuss you being a distributor. You would need some technical people to install and set up the equipment, people to train the staff and people to make updates when they are published. There may be an annual fee for free upgrades and service calls or they can buy it and have to pay for the upgrades and service. We haven’t decided.”

“This would be a good side of the business for Andy. His brothers handle the liquor and beer. His sister works with the wine. I’m looking for a place that Andy can fit into the company without restructuring. I’ve worked hard to build this business for my kids. It won’t be too long before I retire.”

We agreed on the deal in theory. He asked, “What are your plans tomorrow?”

“I think we just wanted to get away from school and have a home cooked meal. I think we may go into the city for dinner and then get back to school. I don’t know what we have planned during the day.”

“Ask Andy if he’d like to play golf or go out to the club and shoot some clay pigeons.”

“I’ll ask him.”

Tim walked over to his desk and handed me a business card after he wrote his home number on the back. “I’m glad we got to meet you Nick. Andy is getting very good grades and when I asked him about it, he mentioned you and a talk the two of you had before school started. That and the word processor seemed to have helped him get and stay ahead.”

“I’m glad they both helped. Andy’s a good friend. I’m glad he’s my neighbor.”

There was a soccer game on the TV and drinks set on tables as the guys played darts. They were playing two against one again. Andy gave me a look when I walked in and I just shrugged and let him know that we were good. “Your dad wanted to talk about the word processor. He also offered for us to play golf or go shooting tomorrow. I don’t know what you had planned. I told him we planned to have dinner in the city before going back to school.”

“That’s all true. Hey guys, do you want to go golfing tomorrow or shooting?”

William looked at Hakim, Hakim looked at me. I said, I don’t think that I own golf clubs or a shotgun. I certainly didn’t bring either with me this weekend. Whatever you think we’d enjoy more or you’d enjoy more is fine with me, Andy. If you’re as good as you are at darts, I don’t want to play for money.”

We did go out later but took a cab so drinking wouldn’t be a problem. Tim, Andy’s dad gave him a couple hundred pounds and told us to have fun. We went over to Covent Garden and went into a bar called the Rock Garden.

The Alarm, a British band, was playing and were very good. We had a few drinks and hit on some girls. We danced to a few tunes but mostly just listened to music. We were going back to Andy’s house so we caught a cab a little after midnight and went home and to bed.

Author’s Note: Some don’t realize how much research goes into writing a story. Streets, names, events have to be researched to find out if the things you’re putting into the story fit. It’s hard to have a character watch a movie or read a book that won’t be out for another 2 years. With that, here I am a hundred plus pages in and just found out that Cambridge semesters start in October and not in late August or early September like most American Universities. I’ll fix it going forward but to go back would be starting from scratch. For those of you that recognized my mistake, I’m sorry. For those of you that had no clue, Carry on.

Mrs. Wilson fixed us breakfast, sausage, eggs, and toast. We went out shooting with Andy’s father. There was a skeet shooting range and a sporting clays course. We did both. I wasn’t horrible. I did better than Hakim but Andy and William both did well. We showered and changed for dinner before saying goodbye and driving into London. This is where I’d made the reservations and plans for dinner. The hotel was nice and we had two rooms across the hall from each other.

There was a bar that had good food across the street. We had dinner in the restaurant and then after dinner, we went into the bar. I caught the eye of a girl in a group of four girls and she smiled at me and nodded. I finished my drink and asked the guys if they needed a refill. Hakim and Andy both nodded. I asked the bartender for a refill and a round for the girls at the far end of the bar. After he took care of us and the girls, I walked down to say hello.

The one that nodded and smiled came up and said “Thanks for the drinks. I’m Jen.” Then in a quieter voice she said, “Change of plans. The guy bringing the cameras to William had an accident and they’re going to wait a couple weeks until Christmas break for William to find a new school. We’re going out tonight and still going to have a good time. Kari said to tell you hi and when we went through her course she said that you were a dangerous one. You’ll have to tell me the story some day.”

“Where are we going tonight?”

“You’re going to invite your friends down here and we’re going to a sex club a few blocks away. We were going anyway but now have dates. We’ll break up and let them explore their wild side. It’ll be good to know what your friends are into.”

Turning to Andy and the crew, I waved them down and they did the long walk down the bar trying to look cool but also excited about meeting new women. I introduced the guys to Jen and she in turn introduced us all to Nicole, Riley and Alexa. There was something for everyone. Jen was the leader of their group and blonde with blue eyes. Nicole had black hair and dark eyes. Alexa was a redhead with green eyes and Riley was a mocha colored lady with straight black hair and brown eyes.

Watching the guys was funny. Hakim looked at Jen and gave her the once over. Andy looked them all over and settled for Nicole. William looked at the skinny redhead and I winked at Riley. She smiled back with some of the whitest teeth I’ve ever seen.

The girls just went to the one that showed the most interest. It would have seemed odd except I asked, “Are we going to stay here and get drunk or was there some place you wanted to go?”

Jen said, “We had some dinner and then moved here for a couple drinks. There’s a club a couple blocks away and if you guys are up for it we’d love to have some dates for the night.” She even blushed.

Alexa said, “It’s a sex club and we stop by every month or two to let lose and have fun. Are you guys up for it?”

Before any of them could back out I said, “Sex with you four sounds like a perfect plan for the night. I’ve never been to a sex club before. Are they even legal?”

“As long as you’re sixteen and it’s consensual. You’re paying a cover charge and drinks. You aren’t paying for sex.”

Jen put her arm around Hakim, “You up for it or for me tonight?”

He smiled and nodded, “I think we could get up for it.”

After finishing our drinks, Hakim paid the bill. We walked a couple blocks to what looked like someone’s home, a large brick building with a flight of stairs up to the main entrance. I was up the stairs first with Riley. After getting in the front door, there was a second set of doors. Off to the right was a window to pay the fees. I asked about the cost for four couples.

“Are any of you members?”

All the girls were shaking their heads in the negative. “No.”

“Do any of you want to be? With eight people it would almost pay for itself tonight.”

“Sure, I’ll sign up.”

She smiled. “We’ll be happy to have you.” She wanted to see everyone’s IDs to make sure they were of age. I had to fill out a form but she let them go ahead inside. I filled out the form and paid the fee. She said, “You’ll still have to pay a fee when you show up, but it’s reduced by half for you and your guests. Have a fun time.”

I wasn’t sure what to expect but it wasn’t dark or loud. A small oriental woman walked up to Riley and me. “Hello, Sir. I hear that you’re our newest member. Let me give you a tour. Unless you’ve been here before?”

“I haven’t been here before and would love to see what you have to offer.”

She pointed out a restaurant and bar on the same level that we entered. She pointed to a locker room with showers and lockers for storing our stuff. We then went up two levels. “This is the top floor; there are a few rooms designed for role playing. We have a doctor’s office, a prison cell, a CEO’s office and a few other scenes.” We walked down a back stairwell and she said, “This is the second floor. There are many rooms for couples, threesomes and swapping.”

Down the back stairs again and we were on the backside of the house and there was another lounge but most of the guests were nude and some were having sex. Down one more level and she said, “Welcome to the dungeon. This is designed for BDSM. There are some employees down here to make sure that things are safe. If you’re into the scene there are quite a few that come solo hoping to find a dom or sub to play with.

Riley was next to me and took my hand. I looked at her and then around the basement. There were many apparatuses to help tie people up and abuse them in many ways. Looking at Riley, I asked, “Does this scare you, excite you or both?”

“I don’t know enough about it to answer the question. It’s an interesting place. Maybe we can stop by to watch and learn.”

Nodding in response I asked, “Where did the others go?”

The guide said, “They were in the lounge when we went upstairs and probably in the locker room when we came down. Do you want to find them?”

“No, we’ll go and wander around. Thanks for the tour.”

She said, “Just let us know if you need anything,” as she walked back upstairs.

A woman came walking down stairs and wasn’t watching as she turned the corner and walked into me. She immediately said, “I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I’ll be okay. Can you answer some questions for my friend?”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll do what I can.”

Riley was used to doing some interrogation from her training. “Hi, this is our first time down here. Can you tell us about it?”

“This is the dungeon. Most people down here are either submissive or dominant. Some are called switches as they can be either depending on their mood and their partner.”

“Where’s your dom?” I asked.

“I don’t have one full time. Sometimes after a long week, I like to come down here and just let people use me.”

Riley asked, “I guess I don’t get the mindset. Why would you do that?”

“On Christmas morning when you were little were you more excited opening your presents or more excited watching others open the presents you got for them?”

“I loved to open presents but was always excited when someone would open what I got them. I hoped they would really like it and enjoy it.”

“I’m giving myself to someone hoping they like and enjoy it. I get a great sense of satisfaction being picked, giving pleasure. I sometimes feel like life comes too easy. A little punishment makes me focus more and appreciate it. When someone tells me what to do, I have to obey or tap out. I have to challenge myself to accept their command and act accordingly or fail. I also don’t have to make the choices. I just obey. It’s an easy way to be in new and interesting situations and have an excuse for why I did what I did.”

“That’s interesting. Thank you.”

“Do you two need a sub to help your evening?”

Riley looked at me, but I replied, “Not right now but maybe later.” I looked up to see Alexa the redhead in just a pair of panties with small pink nipples standing up firmly on her small breasts. She had William on a leash leading him to the playroom. I had no idea where she’d gotten the collar or the leash.

Riley leaned close to me. “Nick, since we’re taking the tour, no one ever stopped us or made us put our stuff in the lockers. I have my camera going now. Let’s get some video of William that we can use later.”

One of the dungeon masters stopped them and asked a few questions that I couldn’t hear. Both were nodding their heads and the person in charge pointed to an area. I waved the sub back over and she obediently came back. I positioned her so that we were facing the room and Riley was filming the action. I asked, “What is your name or what do you like to be called?”

“Almost everyone uses just a first name. Sometimes it’s real but most of the time it’s made up or a nickname. They call me Honey.”

“Thank you, Honey. I just saw some friends come down with a collar and leash. Where did they get them? Do you know?”

“The cover charge covers some things that you can borrow. In the locker room are some things you can check out and those are on the list. There are floggers, whips, ball gags, dildos and vibrators. Everything is sanitized after every use. There are bins to deposit the used things for cleaning. Many bring their own toys.”

“Can you stay and explain what they’re doing? If you do, I’ll come back and use you later.”

“Yes, Sir. She’s the dominant; he’s assumed the role of the sub. She has him in a ball gag which makes It hard to use the safe word. I don’t like to be gagged by someone I’m not comfortable with. She’s tying him to a St. Andrew’s Cross. She may be getting ready to whip, flog or spank him. Or maybe fuck him now that she’s putting on the strap on.”

Riley made sure she had a clear line of sight. Honey said, “She has a flogger in her hand and a strap on dildo. I’d say she’s going to fuck him or flog him or both.”

We three stood there and watched her do just that. He took it well and she used him hard. If he moved the wrong way, she’d use the flogger on his back, and legs. When she pulled out and took him down, she turned him around so that we could get a good shot of his face and hard cock.

I told Riley to sit in the chair and not to move. “I’m going to go play with Honey and you’ll sit here and hold my clothes.”

The dungeon master heard me give her commands and watched her react as she did as she was told. My clothes were folded in her lap and her purse was on top of the clothes. I was naked as I hooked my finger in the metal circle on the font of her collar.

The dungeon master walked up to us. “Hi Honey. Hello Sir. Have you been with us before?”

“Honey has, I haven’t.”

“Have you played together before?”

“No we haven’t.”

Turning to Honey, she asked, “Do you have a safe word or any hard limits?”

“This is our first time together. He seems inexperienced. I’d like there to be no gags. I’ll say, ‘Yellow and Red’ for caution and stop. I don’t do bathroom play so no pissing or shitting on me.”

“I can live with that.”

“Have fun, use that area over there and if you need anything let me know.”

After we had our room, or space, I asked, “Now that we know what you don’t like, what do you like?”