Reaching The Blue Door

(Arata)

The cab halted outside the club. I had searched earlier and it was an elite club embracing different kinks. People came here to be themselves, relax, acknowledge diverse preferences, drink, and have lap dances, both males and females. 

The club didn't discriminate, there was something for everyone. It also provided private rooms for its members to fulfil their fantasies. BDSM was a huge part of the club, and they prided themselves on providing both doms and subs for the members. Every kink was acknowledged and acclaimed there with open arms. 

I wrapped my long coat around me snugly and adjusted the scarf I had donned before exiting the cab. Paying the cabbie, I moved out and headed towards the black door of the club. The red paint, similar to the shade of blood, had been used to paint "Velvet Haven Club".