What Price Desire

I stood in front of the imposing door, my hands visibly shaking, my mind running rampant, my thoughts a jumble as I opened it. The front of the building had only the number of the business adorning it, no letters, no writing, nothing to indicate what it was. Now that I think back on it, I can understand why.

Walking in, there was a single desk, a very attractive woman sitting behind it. As she looked up she gave me a warm smile and for a brief moment I felt hope. "You must be Jonathan" as I simply nodded my head in reply, my eyes immediately looking downward. It was a motion not missed by the individual who had spoke as she smiled anew, picking up a phone while saying simply, "He's here."

She listened before a moment later putting down the phone then looking at me saying, "Mr. Charles will see you now."

Once again I couldn't trust my voice to speak as I looked at the door, suddenly unable to move from the spot as she stood up, walking slowly over to me. She lifted my chin, making my eyes look into hers as she said kindly, "He is strict but his bark is worse than his bite. Answer his questions truthfully, quickly and most importantly with respect. If you do that you will be fine. Now, go in there before we both get into trouble."

What else could I do? I knocked gently, waited for permission and when I was bid to enter I did as I was asked. The man behind the desk was dressed in an obviously expensive hand tailored suit, his eyes remaining on the papers before him. The words on the pages which I quickly saw were those I had sent to "The Illusions", outlining my desires and my wish for the lifetime which until now I had only dared dream of.

"The Illusions" was a mostly secret society of individuals who favored not only the BDSM lifestyle but a particular niche. A select group whose desires ran to what my nightly dreams were fueled by. I stopped before the desk, with no chair to sit in I stood, knowing well enough to simply curb my tongue until I was spoken to and a question that required my response was needed.