xDark_Winterx
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- Jan 30, 2019
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• • •The sounds of music throbbed through the underground space. Beneath Obelisk held a private VIP section. The price per head was a couple thousand a month. Each master or mistress was given a pass, which would be shown to the bouncer to pass. Without it, no one entered Shantel's domain. She was the own of Rapture, which was down below Obelisk. Shantel shared the space with another owner.
It was early as Shantel went about making sure the rooms were cleaned. She didn't clean them herself, that's why she paid people to do it. Shantel didn't dare raise a hand to clean. She found it to be almost degrading to clean up other people's mess.
Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked through the rooms making sure the toys were in place, chains were hung and leather beds were wiped down. Shantel was content with the space of things. She walked back toward the front where a small bar was. Behind the bar stood the bartender, Shantel didn't drink much especially on the job. She didn't like the idea of sex with alcohol but some people needed it.
Checking the watch on her wrist, it was a little after 10:30 pm. Shantel preferred a later evening to early. She found most people were desperate and hungry after hours. Shantel allowed the bouncer to unlock the doors and get ready for their clients and perhaps new ones. She was always open to new people.
A few slaves were scattered around the main area. Some of them fully dressed in street clothes such as t-shirt and jeans while others stood in barely nothing. Shantel herself was clad in a sexy leather Victorian steampunk dress with corset along with knee high leather lace up stilettos.
She loved her own sex appeal. Shantel was a very dominate women, she only allowed a select few to be with her. She wasn't a women by nature, she had been born a man. Shantel was content with her sexuality but not very many men wanted to be with a girl with a dick and accept it. She hardly cared after all, she had plenty of people to choose from who could please her.
Low music played within the building. Shantel didn't like it to loud after all no one would hear the screams over loud music. She liked to know her clients were enjoying themselves. Shantel usually stayed within the main area to greet her clients before moving to her office.
She had cameras recording video in each room. Shantel used them for the protection of her slaves but also for her clients. She had, had problems in the past with clients hurting her slaves to the point she had to intervene and have them thrown out by the bouncers. Shantel also had a few who had been added to her banned list. She had their photo plastered on the wall beside her desk along with videos which could be used as blackmail in the future if need be.
Shantel stood waiting near the bar, she grew bored from waiting. She ordered herself a Mai Tai. Shantel waited for it to be made, as she checked the time again. She had to admit she was not a patient person, but by no means was she in a rush. It wasn’t long before her drink was made. Shantel didn’t bother to thank the bartender as she took her drink and sipped it. It wasn’t too professional for her to drink on the job, but then again she was the boss so who cared.
