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Hard Lesson
(Lindsey Greene)

"Are you sure this is the right place? It looks abandoned. I mean, look, there aren't even any cars in the parking lot," Tanya said to her husband of seven years.

"Ours isn't hear either," her husband Brian replied. "And yes, I'm sure this is the right place. This is the infamous Kinky Bazaar and we're finally going to see it." 

The Kinky Bazaar was a mysterious thing - a circus of sorts with submissive trainers and performing sluts in place of lion tamers and performing bears. They also had a bearded woman and the incredibly stretchy Monique - a woman whose holes seemingly knew no bounds. Also known as the fetish circus, the Kinky Bazaar popped up from time to time in cities all across the country, never staying in one place too long, and always adding at least a few of the locals to their ever-growing fan base before disappearing as eerily as it arrived. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tanya asked. "I mean, we've both heard the stories of what goes on in there. They have no limits to speak of and expect the same from every visitor. What if they want us to do things we don't like?"

"Then we do them and move on. Don't tell me you're getting cold feet now after all these years!"

"No, but what if they want you to have sex with other men? Are you telling me you'll do it without complaint?"

"If that's what it takes to get in, then yes, I'll have sex with other men and move on. I know the risks and I'm willing to pay the price, are you?"

I don't know. I know we've talked about this for years, but now that I'm here I don't know if I can go through with it. I don't want to be turned into a freak like we've heard about."

"Oh come on, we both know that's just non-sense hype to build up their infamous reputation. I'm going in. Are you with me, or are you going to chicken out at the last minute?"

"I'm with you, but I don't want to hear a word out of you when they turn us into sexual freaks."

"Honey, we're already freaks. For God's sake, we're going to a fetish circus. The most we'll probably do is sit and watch a show. And I for one wouldn't mind paying the Incredibly Stretch Monique a visit to see just how far she really can stretch."

"Don't get any ideals, Mister. I'm still not letting you fist me."

Hand in hand, Tanya and Brian approached the dark building and tested the front door. It pulled open with a creak and they stepped into the dark corridor. When the door closed behind them, a series of dim lights came on to show them the way. They followed the lights down the hall and to a small ticket booth where they each paid the $250 entrance fee. The man in the booth handed them a sleek black cuff bracelet with the words sexual deviant etched into it in silver.