Thread: A Prize at the Ball

The Ball was something that Dominic always looked forward to all year long, it was something immensely entertaining, a great way for those who were drawn to bondage and BDSM to, if they knew the right person to bring them along or invite them to the ball, be introduced to the setting in a public but very much exclusive setting. More then a few celebrities had shown up to the Ball over the years and it was something of a legend in LA, an urban legend that many had heard of but few believed and even less had attended. This had of course served to make the thirty year old Dominic quite wealthy, beyond even what his trust fund that his parents had left him with. About a decade ago he had been introduced to BDSM and discovered his own desire to act as a Dominant, he was a natural. His friend had introduced him to it and had wanted to open up a club for the elite interested in BDSM, not like those other BDSM clubs that were full of posers and would bes but instead this place would cater to those with money who were truly interested. Dominic had invested from the start, one of three people who were investing at the beginning and with a third stake in the club, a club with no name and could only be found by those in the no how. This had made him very wealthy and the Ball every year served to increase his fortunes as new members were brought in, new people who would pay their fees to join and become regulars who helped to fill his bank account. That and something special was happening tonight, a regular at the club and a friend of his had apparently come across a young woman of amazing beauty, something that she promised would make Dominic immensely happy while being vague about what it was. She knew that Dominic had been looking on the underground for a full time sex slave recently and had told him not so long ago to save his money for what she would bring him that night, telling him that the girl would think that she was playing through a scene and not realizing that instead of just being let go and cleaned up at the end she would be taken home by her new owner should he like her... for some reason though Amber had been very insistent on the fact that he would absolutely love what she had for him. Now the Ball was just starting and Dominic was moving through the people with a smile on his face, many of the guests wore masks, people of fame and power who wanted to remain anonymous but it didn't matter to him, he knew who they all were and greeted them as old friends, even taking time to punish a few of the lovely female pets who had been brought along but weren't entirely behaving. The whole place was alight with laughter and muffled moans, though the club was 'underground' it was actually atop a skyscraper, the only way up through an elevator that needed a special key card to reach the top floor. The turn out that night had been better then he had hoped and Dominic was already celebrating, the income from the new members tonight would likely allow him to purchase the villa in France that he had his eyes on. With a smile on his face he brushed past one of the servers, helping himself to a small glass of absinthe and instructing the young woman in leather with a tray clamped to her breasts that when his friend arrived she was to be shown to the third VIP room where he would be awaiting her... and whatever little prize she had brought along for him.