ıllıllı тнє ∂σℓℓfα¢є ѕтυ∂ισ ıllıllı is a front for a different kind of bondage shop, they normally sell sexy lingerie, black heels, corset dresses, bodice, vintage dresses, stockings, bustiers, lipstick, fishnet stockings, garters, thigh highs, push up bras, edible panties, whip, garter belts, restraint kits, bondage gear and some fetish fashion.
It is extremely for selective members only, each client have their own boudoir that is exclusive for their own use, should they want to shop for items, or have models try them on, or have "models" they can try these products with. It is a very expensive club, and expensive membership and most of the staff are not just ordinary either they went through selective testings, and screenings, and of course, tested that they are "clean" for their clientele. Though not all of the staff are chosen to be a "model" for the boudoir, they are still selective enough to be perfect customer concierge for the shop itself which is a front for the real club at the back side.
■ Human ■ 20-30■ Professional Dominant
He is actually, a wealthy entrepreneur by day, and a dom at night or when he is at the Boudoir, what he is into, professionally as a dom:
Bondage and discipline (B&D)
Dominance and Submission (D&S)
Sadism and Masochism (Sadomasochism or S&M)
Types of Play
An expert in the area of Psychopathy of Sex
Types of Play:
Cock and Ball Torture (CBT)
He had gone through almost all of the new "models" in his time, and being the pioneer member and the most favored client, he was often the one who would get the first dibs on models, plus yes, whatever request he wants to indulge in he was happily and cordially indulged.
He was bored, trying to spice up his current relationship, and thinking that going to the club would cheer him up, and probably he would find a new playmate along the way. But he wasn't really looking for anybody.
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Dollface Studio Customer Concierge
Human | 20-25 | Unknown Fetishist
Human | 20-25 | Unknown Fetishist
Found a job working for Dollface Studio, not really knowing what went on behind the scenes. He understood it was more of an elitist club but has been blissfully unaware of the stores "models" and what they do. He just figured they were attendants to the changing rooms. Dealt with mostly ringing the customers up mainly in the clothing and items for sale. He found himself getting curious about the more suggestive wear "for men" and finally snuck back into the changing rooms on one of his breaks to see what the basic corset and underwear set looked like on him. Little did he know he had walked into a changing room for one of the most elite of clientele.
Aric stared at himself in the mirror. It was such a simple thing. The corset he had to admit didn't look half bad on him. It showed off all the right places on him, it made his ass and the slight curve of his hips a bit more defined. He turned slightly to look at his own ass in the mirror and smiled a bit. So this is what women felt like when they wore things like this? He bit his lip slightly and turned around. He couldn't even really look at himself. The underwear was just so...revealing and frilly. Sure it was darker where his bulge was but if he got a hard on it really wouldn't be covering anything. He turned around once again and sighed a bit. The back of the underwear wasn't much better. It was made of such a sheer fabric that it looked like it was just a lace laid over his ass.
He fidgeted in the outfit a bit disturbed by how it made him feel. He liked the way this looked. He wanted to wear more. He wanted to..."Leon, have you seen Aric?" a voice called. He could hear it just barely through the door. Fuck. That sounded like his boss he glanced at his watch. Double fuck. It was 10 minutes past his break time. He listened oh so carefully at the door waiting for Leon's response. "No, he might be in the stockroom though, he's been reading a lot in there lately. Check behind the flogs, there's a nice hole there, just the perfect Aric size."
Aric sighed and stepped back ever so slightly from the door and let his back hit the wall on the right side of the door before sliding down. He was going to be in so much trouble if they caught him in here. Only the models and clients were supposed to be using these rooms, which he was neither. It was for the privacy of the clients, he knew that much. As far as he knew only clothes were allowed back here. At least...he was pretty sure only clothes were allowed back here. The condom machine had confused him a little bit when he first walked in.