V: A Mysterious Dom with a Big Heart

The rain poured outside of the concrete structure that seemed more like a warehouse than a dungeon. With its rough grey bricks and red painted iron beams. The windows were scarce to none, and a crimson door was the only way in. A ramp made its way up to the doorway so that anyone could access it. Traffic was noisy and bustling around me. I had put on my favorite dark, lush, lipstick and done my eyes in shadows. I was trying to be alluring to catch someone's attention and to look appealing like I was Lilith about to meet her Lucifer again. My black dress was short and barely covered the curves of my ass, but who cared. I didn't. I slowly peered up at the tall building, holding a wine red peacoat over my head to keep the water off my luscious cranberry hair and makeup. I had tried too hard to have it be ruined by mother nature. I made my way up the ramp and thought about how I ended up here at Eden. I had met him online. His profile pic was not much to write home about, if not a tad mysterious. I guess that is what drew me to him. The mysteriousness of his kink profile. As I was browsing the site, I stumbled upon him. His profile photo was just all black with nothing on it. That probably would have made someone worry, but not me. It intrigued me, pulled me in, ravished me, and made me beg for more. I found myself wanting to know more about him besides the little information that he gave on his profile. The only thing that was really listed was a simple poetic line, which made me even more curious. I felt like Alice, wondering what other secrets I could unlock about this mysterious person. Standing in front of this massive brick building, I was just as nervous, if not more, about what laid within it. I knew what I wanted. I knew what I liked and didn't like. I had my hard and soft limits. I had my safeword ready to hand over. I was prepared for whatever treasures laid behind that big ass steel door, except I wasn't. The door opened and my eyes flew wide as I suddenly realized I had fallen less into Eden and more into Dante's Inferno, which was a book that I dearly loved. The sheer amount of industrial walls and ceilings. The screams and moans. The begging and crying. The sheer amount of orgasmic bliss and the thick energy was more than I had ever bargained for. To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement. I swallowed hard as a woman wearing a black PVC corset and matching stockings walked up to me in tall boots with her breasts nearly falling from the top. She smiled and greeted me in the kindest way possible, "Are you here to see someone, darling?" "V?" I nervously brushed my hair behind my ear and drew my coat around myself. I felt like she was prettier than me. She was certainly taller than me and I was suddenly overwhelmed, and she could tell. She had me sit down and wait, bringing me water and a few candies to suck on. I tried to focus on the candy and water, taking small sips and not focusing on how the loud moans and sounds of whips, paddles, bells, and hardware made me wet between my thighs. I felt like I was floating in space, and it took me a moment to realize V was crouched down in front of me and taking my hands in his. "Hello, Celeste." V spoke my name in such a lovingly sweet tone that I shot my gaze up to meet his.