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Hello, My name is Dorion. In this series, I will tell you how I became one of the most prominent BDSM players in New Orleans, LA.A little bit about me. I'm twenty-eight*years old, and I'm black. I stand at six feet four*and weigh about two-hundred-and forty*pounds*with a shaved head. Not to brag, but I also have a ten-inch*dick that's quite thick and very prominent in my pants.*I work in manufacturing. So I stay in shape doing a lot of heavy lifting and working out. I grew up right outside of New Orleans and frequent the city often. But even in this party town, I've never gotten involved with anything like this.I was*standing in front of a large four story brick warehouse in the city. I've never been here before but I'm following a card that was given to me at an art show a few weeks back. I was there with a couple of friends when a*Japanese woman in her mid-twenties approached me. She had nice curves. She had on a black suit with an ass that filled her pants nicely with five-inch red-bottomed heels. She was probably only five foot five*without the heels, and weighed maybe done-hundred-and-forty*pounds, with C cup breasts, and dark eyes, almost black. She had on black lipstick and her jet black hair was in two buns. I noticed a dragon tattoo on her hand that went up her wrist.She leaned into me and placed a card in my jacket pocket.*"I hope to see you soon," She said as she walked away.She turned and walked away. giving me a wink as she disappeared into crowd.Which brought*me to the present moment. I was standing at the door of the warehouse, looking at the card she gave me. It had*a matte black finish with gray lettering.*5 P.M.-5 A.M.*Friday-Monday*on the front and the words,*"Buzz and ask for a large coffee on the back."I rang the buzzer and waited for an answer.*I heard some static then I heard a woman's voice."Hello,*may I help you?" She said."Um, yes. I'd like a large coffee please," I replied, not knowing what was on the other side of the door.There was some more static."Come*in," She said.I entered the building and was impressed with what I saw. A more modern look, compared to the industrial look exterior. A good mix of grays, blues, and whites. A clean look completely opposite of the outside. As I entered, I saw a woman in her early sixties with auburn hair in shoulder length curls and red lipstick wearing a green blazer showing ample cleavage. Sitting at a glass-top desk, she was typing on a computer."Hello, how may I help you sir?" She asked."Um, yes. I'm not sure why I'm here, an Asian woman gave me this card and..."She put a finger up to silence me. Then leaned over to a speaker box and pressed a*button."Kimiko, Kimiko, you are needed güvenilir bahis in the front. We have a guest here for you," She said.I heard a voice on the other end respond."Yes, Ms. Judith I'll be right down," She replied."You can have a seat right over there sir. Kimiko will be right with you," She said pointing to an area with 4 navy blue couches making a square.As I waited I looked around and noticed there were no identifying marks in the building. No posters, signs, or anything. Just the reception area three elevators and two hallways.'What did I get myself into?'*I thought to myself.After a few minutes I heard the elevator ding and I saw Kimiko hop off. This time she looked a little different. She had on the same black suit with the jacket unbuttoned. showing off a black and green corset and pushing up her C cup breasts. I could see her tattoo ran up her arm to her shoulder and continued to her back. She also had on red lipstick this time and her hair was down with a side part braided.I stood up and extended my hand but she just tilted her head and said,*"I almost gave up on you. Good thing you showed up. Miss would have been very disappointed. Now come with me."I had a confused look on my face but followed her. We walked down one hallway and turned the corner. There was a lot of abstract art on the walls and plants every ten feet or so. As we got to the end of the hallway, we approached an office door. The glass was frosted with a large T in black outline on it. Kimiko knocked three times and tapped her fingers on the glass."So your name is Kimiko? Are you gonna tell me what I'm doing here or should I just guess?" I asked."Shhhh, everything will be explained shortly. Miss wants to speak with you before we move any further," She answered."Miss? Who is this miss you keep mentioning?" I asked.Before I could say another word a woman spoke from the other side of the door."Come in," she said.I walked in and saw a beautiful woman about fifty*years old sitting behind another glass top desk with an apple computer on it. She was gorgeous. She was black like me but dark skinned. She had dreadlocks wrapped up above her head tied with a scarf. She had thick full lips with hazel eyes. Wearing a white dress shirt and black bra that barely kept her large double d breasts inside with red slacks and red bottom heels. She sure was a real femme fatale. My interest was definitely piqued at this moment."Please sit, both of you," She said pointing to the chairs.I sat in a chair across from the desk. Kimiko sat on the couch against the wall."My, Kimiko, so this is the one you were telling me about. He sure is impressive. I was beginning to think you made güvenilir bahis siteleri him up and he would never show. That would have been bad for you," She said looking at Kimiko."Yes miss, but he did come like I said. I hope you are pleased,"*She said with pleading eyes."Well we'll discuss this later dear. For now let's meet your friend here, Mr.? She asked."Dorion. My name is Dorion Marcus ma'am," I answered with a stumble."Dorion... well, it is nice to meet you. I'm Teresa. You've already met Kimiko," She said."Very briefly, ma'am. I still don't understand why I'm here," I said."All your questions will be answered, Dorion, I promise. Kimiko be a dear and grab me a smoke. Want one?" She asked me."No thank you I don't smoke," I answered.Kimiko stood up and reached in a desk drawer pulling out a pack of cigarettes handing one to Teresa. She had a yearning look in her eyes as she lit the end."You can have one as well, dear,"*She said to Kimiko.Kimiko smiled and lit a cigarette before returning to the couch and plopping down."So Dorion. Tell me about yourself. Are you from the New Orleans area?"*She asked."No, ma'am. I live one town over about thirty*minutes away,"*I answered."Do you visit the city often? She asked."Yes ma'am. My father lives here. And I love the restaurants and live music so I frequent quite often,"*I answered."Good so you're familiar," She said."Somewhat, miss. I don't know all the backstreets and hidden gems but I manage to have a good time,"*I replied."Well, New Orleans is known for a good time. So, are you single, married, seeing someone?" She asked.Her interrogation and beauty was causing me to get aroused. I could feel myself getting hard and starting to show a print in my jeans."No, I'm single no attachments at the moment," I replied."Excellent," She said taking a long drag from her cigarette.I looked over and Kimiko was blowing smoke rings above her head listening to our conversation."So Dorion. How do you feel about massages and relaxation? Have you ever had a massage?"*She asked quizzically."Yes ma'am. I work about a lot and get physical therapy every other week,"*I said."I'll say, be a dear and stand up for me. Give us a slow turn," She said.'Oh*shit. If I stand up they will both see my hard on dying to get out of my jeans. How embarrassing,'*I thought to myself.I stood up and turned slowly, hoping they wouldn't notice. I couldn't be more wrong. When I looked around Kimko's cigarette almost fell out of her mouth. Teresa developed a devilish grin."Okay you can sit down. My, my, my.* You'll be quite popular around here, Dorion," She said still smiling"I'm sorry,*Teresa but I have a job making a good living. iddaa siteleri I don't need extra cash,"*I replied."Oh dear. We aren't offering you some side hustle for a few extra bucks. This is an opportunity for a wonderful experience. Let's take a walk. And I'll explain everything. Kimiko be a dear and get the door," She commanded.When she stood I hadn't noticed how tall she was. At least six feet five*with her heels on.*She must be at least five feet eleven. Before I could stand, Kimiko was up and holding the door for us. We walked back up the hallway, stopping by the front desk."Judith, we're going to give Dorion here a tour. I'll be back shortly. Hold my calls," She said.We entered the elevator and Teresa pressed 2 sending us up. When we got to the second floor there were double doors that led to a*hallway with several doors on each side. There was another desk with a receptionist. This time it was a very young woman. She had blonde hair in two*braided ponytails soft blue eyes and bright cheeks, with an innocent smile, wearing a white turtle neck that hugged her body and a black skirt. She couldn't be older than twenty-one, definitely college aged."Shelley this is Dorion. We'll be giving him a tour. Are there any rooms available?" She asked."Yes, Miss T. Rooms four, five, nine, and fifteen are open. Pick whichever you like,"*She said smiling."Thank you, dear," Teresa replied.We walked to room nine and looked around. It was a*normal massage room if you ask me. There was a table,*a closet for linens, a shade*to change, and a drawer with oils and massage tools in it, plus a*mini-fridge. Nothing out of the ordinary."So Dorion? What do you think?" Teresa asked."Seems like a normal massage room to me, ma'am. Nothing special," I answered."Well, we offer more than just massages here. Kimiko will provide you a full service session regardless of your decision," She said with a grin.'Was*she talking about rub and tugs?*I've heard about massage parlors giving happy endings so this isn't uncommon. I would like to have an experience with Kimiko, her thick body under my large black frame. That's very enticing,'*I thought to myself."Let's continue on, shall we?" Teresa said waving us on.Back into the elevator, we went now to the third floor. This floor was different with no door or*hallway, just a wide open space with industrial size fans. It was quite hot in there. The people were doing hot yoga. A group of twenty or so were sweating with every pose. We didn't stay long as we*started sweating too.We got back on the elevator but Teresa didn't press a button. Her tone*got very serious, almost threatening."Now, Dorion. Where we go next you can never tell anyone what you see. This is the area we want you to join. You can never say what goes on here to anyone outside of this building. We treasure our secret dearly. And what you see can never leave this building. Do you understand?" She said sternly.