Chapter Fifty Nine.
Across the double doors was written the words
The Dungeon
Abandon all hope all ye who enter here
The admin lady paused at the doors and told Brian
“Now this room is totally different from the last, the performers in here are not actors by trade, what you see happening is not an illusion or a trick it is real.”
“I’m not sure if I want to go in her love, I’m not really into the BDSM scene it doesn’t really float my boat.”
“I can understand that Brian, it doesn’t really do all that much for me either but each to their own some people really enjoy it and as James told me to take you here I think we better go in. We don’t need to stay too long but I find it’s always wise to do what James tells me to.”
Brian metaphorically patted himself on the back, all his instincts about James when he had first met him at the farm had told him he was a guy not to be messed with. He was not surprised the admin lady did what he told her to do.
“Come on follow me, let’s get this over and done with.”
The lady pushed open the double doors and Brian trailed her into an incredible space, James’s people had really gone to town on this room and had created a truly frightening torture chamber.
Brian as we know readers is a fairly tough guy and is not scared easily but he felt genuine fear when he entered the dungeon. The temperature in here was several degrees colder than it had been in the corridor outside. Brian assumed there must be hidden air conditioners producing this effect which only increased the forbidding nature of the atmosphere.
Although the lighting inside was rather dim again contributing to the threatening ambiance it was sufficient to make out many items fixed to the walls. There were chains, whips, shackles, thumb screws and various other paraphernalia that Brian was unsure as to their use but was sure they would be very unpleasant.
In one corner of the room there was seating for around two dozen people, just over half of which were currently occupied. The admin lady steered a dazed Brian over to a couple of the seats, he was still in shock at how realistic the room had been made over.
He studied some of the items on the wall and was absolutely convinced this stuff was real it wasn’t fake torture equipment.
Brian was suffering for him a very rare sensation, he could usually cope with virtually any situation he found himself in but at the current moment in time he felt completely out of his depth.
He once again looked around the room, he could recognise from the odd horror film he had watched over the years some of the equipment fixed to the floor of the chamber. There was a rack for stretching people, and a kind of horse type apparatus that he assumed people were made to sit on.
There was a big wheel similar to that found on an old stage coach but far larger, Brian assumed submissives could be attached to the wheel and then flogged.
So far the only people in the room were the audience, Brian wondered what time the action started he hoped the could watch just the first few minutes of it and then quietly slip away.
Over the next few minutes several more viewers entered via the double doors, eventually all the seats were occupied. The next thing that happened shook Brian to the core, he heard someone outside lock the double doors.
Brian had never suffered from claustrophobia in his entire life but at that precise second when he heard the doors locking he knew exactly what it must be like for people that do struggle with this ailment. He was close to getting up and trying to kick open the double doors, despite how cold it was in the chamber he was sweating like a pig. He felt if he didn’t get out of that room immediately he would faint.
The admin lady had been observing Brian closely, she quite admired his resolve and his ability to cope in difficult situations but there was also a bit of a cruel streak in her and she was enjoying the spectacle of this proud man being brought down a peg or two.
She placed a tender hand on Brians arm in order to calm him down and in a soothing tone said
“Don’t worry Brian, the double doors aren’t really locked you can get up and walk out any time you want, the sound someone made outside was to give the illusion to people that they were trapped in here.”
“Are you sure, your not just saying that in order to placate me are you?”
“Go and try them if you want, but your going to look like a right pussy if you do. Look around you no one else is shitting themselves.”
The admin lady was appealing to his sense of self, his manliness if you like, she knew Brian considered himself to be a mans man, a full alpha male, he would not want to show weakness in front of a crowd of other people both male and female.
Brian’s natural cockiness began to return so trying to show far more confidence than he really felt inside he shrugged and smiled and said to the lady.
“I’ll take your word for it, how long do we have to sit here before anything happens.”
“Be patient it won’t be long now, can you hear that.”
Brian concentrated but couldn’t hear a fucking thing, was this woman winding him up or had she got hearing like a fucking owl. Gradually he began to hear some very faint sounds, they seemed to be coming from different parts of the room, from hidden speakers he assumed.
They were so faint he was not able to make out what they were but as their volume gradually increased he came to realise it was the sounds of the various items in the room being used on people. You could her whips being used on flesh, chains rattling, and above all people screaming.
The volume kept increasing and was now at such a level it was difficult to hear oneself think let along try to communicate with another person, it was all very disconcerting and Brian again began to feel uncomfortable and was very nearly about to try and leave the chamber again. Abruptly and fortunately for Brian and several other members of the audience who were also struggling with the high volume of the sound, it came to a tremendous crescendo then ceased completely. A heavy forbidding silence engulfed the room, the small crowd waited in frightened anticipation.
A large wall panel containing several vicious instruments of torture slid to one side, Brian had no idea it was actually a secret door as he assumed the only way into the room had been the double doors that he had come through.
Via the hidden door walked in 6 individuals, 3 men and 3 women. They all wore full head masks so it was impossible to know what they looked like, even their hair was hidden.
All 6 sported typical black leather BDSM type garb, that revealed a fair amount of flesh. You couldn’t actually see the women’s nipples but large parts of their breasts were on display.
Although as described their facial features were completely hidden behind their masks Brian could tell from their bodies that all 6 individuals were not youngsters, he guessed they were probably all in their 40s.
One of the men stepped slightly in front of the other 5 and addressed the audience.
“Welcome folks you are about to witness things that you have never seen before, we are not actors and what you will soon see are not tricks. We all know what we are doing so none of us will get seriously hurt, but this is the real McCoy we don’t fuck about. We all really love this kind of thing and get off on it. It’s also how we make a living and we are very good at it. Sit back and watch how some people get their kicks from the darker side of life.”
As the man was speaking his mask partly muffled his voice, but everyone could clearly hear what he had said, Brian had detected a slight northern accent which gave him pause for thought.
Brian studied all 6 people intently trying to confirm his suspicions, readers have you twigged what Brian was suspicious about yet?
He was 90% certain he had met these people, the clues added up, there were 3 couples, all around middle age, and at least one of them had a northern accent, an accent that despite being obscured by the head mask Brian was fairly confident he had heard before.
So readers who do you think these six people are?
That’s right they are the 3 married couples who had travelled down from the north and who had stayed in the same hotel and then boarded the mini bus with Brian, K and the three young girls a few hours earlier.
Brian whispered to the admin lady
“These are the people on the bus with us earlier aren’t they?”
“Well spotted Brian, they run a very lucrative BDSM business based up north but sell items to customers all over the world. The various scary items you see situated around the floor and on the walls of this place that I noticed you had been studying intently all belong to them.”
Brian was about to ask her a question regarding the 6 people when the masked man spoke once more.
“We are going to need a volunteer to assist us in our pleasurable little games, now who would like to come forward, come on don’t be shy we are all friends here.”
Brian looked around, everyone in the audience was shrinking slightly lower in their seats and looking down at their feet or anywhere other than at the eyes of the masked man. No one wanted to volunteer and who can blame them, would anyone reading this want to be involved with this group of perverts.
“What a bunch of pussies you all are, its usually the case that no one has the guts to help us out in these kinds of situations, so I have to resort to picking someone out. I will give you all one more chance before I select someone, will anyone come forward.”
No one moved a muscle, Brian was prying someone would step up he was sure some of the audience must be into all this stuff otherwise why would they be here. He hadn’t really chosen to come to this room he had just tagged along with the admin lady, all this was not his cup of tea at all.
The masked man paused for a few seconds but unsurprisingly no one volunteered. He then told the group.
“What we will do is we are going to choose someone at random, I can see we have someone in the audience from James’s administration so she will ensure fairness, I am going to do it alphabetically.”
Brian felt a deep dread beginning to form in the pit of his stomach he was almost certain he was about to be selected, he had a feeling this was a set up. The masked man continued.
“Do we have anyone in the group whose first name begins with A?”
No one said a word, the masked man asked the admin lady sitting next to Brian.
“Is that right we don’t have an Anne an Abby, an Andrew or an Albert, any first name starting with A.”
The admin lady shock her head.
Brian knew what was coming next and he felt slightly sick, he didn’t want to be involved in this kind of thing but he knew he was about to.
The masked man asked the group.
“Does anyone have a first name beginning with B?”
Brian kept quiet hoping against hope the admin lady would feel sorry for him and spill the beans he was also trying to remember if he had given his name to any of the 6 people back in the hotel, he wasn’t sure.
There was a pregnant pause, in all fairness to the admin lady she didn’t dob him in, but Brian realised either he or perhaps K must have told the masked man his name because the guy now came right up to him and said.
“Well now ladies and gentleman I think we have a shy guy here amongst us, stand up good fellow, and tell the group what does your name begin with.”
Reluctantly Brian rose to his feet and stated in a weak voice.
“It begins with B.”
The entire crowd cheered, more from relief that they would not be chosen than any appreciation for Brian.
“Good man and what pray may I ask is the rest of your name?”
Brian now that he could not avoid the inevitable managed to regain his composure, he reasoned with himself that although BDSM was not his thing, he was a huge thrill seeker and part of thrill seeking is to do things your not used to or even like.
In a more confident voice Brian announced to everyone present.
“It’s Brian.”
“Step this way Brian my man and lets all have a bit of fun together.”
The crowd clapped and cheered, all mightily relived that some other poor mug was going to have to go through what none of them wished to experience.
In the next chapter we find out what poor old Brian gets up to in the dungeon.
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