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Candid Confessions
(Faye Valentine)

Fast-forward six long years. It was a minute after midnight. I was finally eighteen and could legally have all the sex I wanted without anyone getting into trouble for my overzealousness. I knew of seven clubs within twenty-five miles of home but three of them required participants to be twenty-one or older to enter so I scratched them off the list. The first one I went to ??" a small unassuming brick building in the middle nowhere seemed shady as fuck in that there was virtually no supervision and I saw more than one person doing drugs. Leaving after only an hour, I drove to the next. It was far more organized and the people were nice, if not a bit stuck up. Unfortunately, they did not permit sex of any kind so as with the previous ones I wrote it off and moved on. 'P' cubed, which I found out stood for Paradise of Pain and Pleasure, had everything I was looking for. An open main dungeon. Masters and Mistresses constantly watching everything going on around them. Sexual contact permitted in the main dungeon as well as private rooms. Friendly staff and patrons. My dream had finally become reality and I wanted to jump right into the action, but decided a more cautious approach would be best.

After walking around for a while I struck up a conversation with several men and women. We talked about their experiences and my lack of such. We talked about bdsm in general and fetishes specifically. Most were impressed with my knowledge of the lifestyle but I could tell they would rather get in my pants than talk so I moved on. I don't know how I missed it before, but I walked by a station catering to a fetish I desperately wanted to try. Being the polite young submissive that I was, I left the man and woman alone and asked a nearby Master what I needed to do to take the woman's place. 

He said I would have to wait until she was done and then ask the Master in charge of the station. He also warned that I would also have to accept a sort of mark of completion in the form of a brand on my ass. Nope! That was a deal-breaker for me so I continued walking around. That's when I learned every station had its own mark of completion and I'd have about twenty or thirty brands by the time I was done so, despite everything else being perfect I went to the last club on the list. Triskelion.

Triskelion had everything that 'P' Cubed had without the mandatory body modifications including an even bigger and more diverse open main dungeon. As with the other clubs I visited that night I started off with surveying the place and talking with anyone willing to listen. Enter Mistress Lexi. I have no idea why I chose her over the many other Masters and Mistresses walking the floor keeping an eye on things but I'm glad I did." Looking from father to sister to brothers, Maisie let her eyes settle on her fiancé. "I recall pretty much everything I've done, but there might be some minor discrepencies with my retelling of the conversations we had. I hope you can forgive me, Mistress."

"If you make any glaring mistakes I'll correct them," Lexi replied.

"Thank you Mistress."