"Rocky is keen to visit KUNT, the infamous fetish club he’s heard so much about. The stories are legendary, filling him with great anticipation. As he opens the door, his heart begins to pound. From excitement, or fear? What lies on the other side?
From the minute he steps inside, he knows this is a place where anything can happen. The muffled boom, boom, boom of industrial dance music permeates the walls, and he has a sudden urge to be in amongst it all.
He pushes a second door open. The space behind is dark and smoky. The music pounds in his ears as he’s confronted by a sight that almost takes his breath away. His heartbeat quickens. Little does he realize as he heads for the bar that this will be a night he’ll never forget."
Rocky zipped up his leather jacket and kept his head down against the rain. It was only his second night in the city and after hearing about Kunt, the most renowned gay fetish club in the country, a bit of rain wasn’t going to keep him from checking the place out for himself. It wasn’t easy to find, but then again a club like that never was. It was set halfway down a dimly lit, almost dark, alleyway off the main nightclub strip. Had it not been for a pair of beefy blokes dressed in leather turning into the shadowy lane, he might never have found the large letters spelling out the word ‘KUNT’ above the nondescript, rusted metal door that led inside. Only when he extended his hand towards the door handle did his heart start to beat a tattoo. He wrapped his fingers around the handle and as
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