Rowland, The Senators Son

Chapter 9 Exquisite Delight

Phillip had been his usual mysterious self as to where they were going; he had told him to dress all in black. He had their driver drop them off near 8th Avenue, after a short walk they turned down an alleyway. About half way along the alley he had stopped before a plain green door, only distinguished by a heavy brass lock. He had knocked, and they had been ushered inside to a small dimly lit anti-chamber.

The woman that greeted them was a stunning little brunette, with a smile ready to please. She possessed the type of beauty where a man would remember his manners just to impress and get to know her. She was a mere five feet four, Rowland noticed the only reason she was that tall was the fact that she had on a pair of three-inch heels.

"Ah, Nathalia you look stunning." Phillip pulled the very curvy buxom little woman too him bent down and kissed the top of each breast that were overflowing from the tightly strung corset that encased her upper body. Her breasts reminded Rowland of the beautiful domed roof top of St. Nicholas Orthodox Cathedral on 15 East and 97th Street.

"It's about time you visited again, you naughty Dom. What have you been up too? I've missed you," there was an excitement in the woman's voice. "Are you here to play?"

"We will see my little pet." Phillip turned with the woman still in his arms. "Nathalia this is Rowland, Rowland this is Nathalia the "H" is silent" she giggled as though her name was a long running joke, "She is the finest submissive pet in New York she and her Master run this wonderfully sinful establishment.

"Welcome Rowland" Nathalia was warm and friendly but Rowland could feel she was assessing him closely.

"So he is new to the scene?" her question was directed at Phillip.

"Yes, my sweet so he needs the BDSM Momma 101 talk, please." Phillip threw her a brilliant smile.

Nathalia led them into a small room with three comfortable seats.

"Rowland, Welcome to the Emporium, we are a BDSM and Fetish Club that offers those who enjoy the lifestyle a very safe and private place to play. There are several rules that you will need to abide by while here." Nathalia's voice was serious, hell she was doing a superb Momma talk even Rowland could tell she was younger than him. "The club is full of folks often showing their deepest secrets, basically what happens at Emporium stays at Emporium."

Rowland sat and listened carefully too Nathalia as she lectured on the venue rules.

Nathalia concluded with "Anything goes as long as it is deemed Safe, Sane and Consensual between the parties playing. The rest you will work out but above all, enjoy yourself. "

Satisfied that Rowland had paid attention and was ready to enter the club "Good, the play here gets rough and if you have any questions, ask Phillip seems you have got it," she paused "by the way you are cute. I will have to ask Master if I can play with you later, now one moment I will find you a couple of masks." with that she teetered off.

Rowland mouthed to Phillip. "Ask Master?"

"Yes, the Dungeon Master is Master Keith I will introduce you when we get inside, he and Nathalia are lifestyle players and own the venue." Phillip smirked as he noticed Rowland had blushed at Nathalia's offer.

Within a moment Nathalia had returned with two leather masks, Phillip bent forward resting his head between the brunette's breasts nuzzling them as she strapped the mask to his face. When it was his turn Rowland bent his head forward but left a discrete space that made Nathalia smile.

"Polite, lovely this one's a brute occasionally." She inclined her head towards Phillip.

"And you love it, little pet." he waggled his eyebrows at her and gave her a little swat on her arse.