Page 17 of Doctoring Dolly

“So, what do you want to learn about?”

“Everything?”

“Well, we had a lesson in trust yesterday. The Dungeon will be opening in a few minutes. How about we go downstairs and you can experience some of the toys used in BDSM?”

Dolly took a breath and nodded. “I’d like that, Sir.”

“Very good, pet. What are you wearing under those clothes?”

Dolly blinked at the sudden change of direction in their conversation. “A bra and panties.”

A lifted eyebrow had her adding a hasty, “Sir.”

“Good girl. From here on out, you may address me as either Sir or Master Quincy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Without another word, they carried their trays to the return area, and then Quincy took her hand and led her out of the cafeteria. After a stop at the restrooms nearby, he led her to the staircase that led to the lower level where the Dungeon was located.

The same man was sitting at the podium just outside the doors.

“Good morning, Jaben,” Quincy said. “This is Miss Carter.”

“Good morning, Master Quincy, Miss Carter. It’s good to see you again. I thought you’d be returning last night.”

“Plans changed.”

Jaben smiled and nodded. “They often do. You’re early so will pretty much have the run of the Dungeon. If you need anything, just ask. Will you be wanting to use one of the themed rooms today?”

“No, we’ll be using the main room today. Maybe later in the week,” Quincy said as he signed them both in.

“Enjoy,” Jaben said with a smile and a wink to Dolly.

Dolly’s cheeks warmed as she smiled back. She then followed Quincy like a baby duck following its mama to the double doors. When he pulled one open, she hesitated until he tugged her hand, guiding her to proceed him into the Dungeon.

They entered what looked like a lounge area, with tables and chairs, and a bar.

“The changing rooms and restrooms are back there.” Quincy pointed to the left.

She was surprised to see a bartender sitting on a tall stool behind the bar, reading a book. After all, it was barely nine o’clock in the morning. Did people really drink so early in the day?

“They serve coffee, sodas, juices and teas, as well as alcohol,” Quincy offered as if reading her mind. “This lounge area is for meeting other guests and negotiating scenes before playing, and relaxing and talking afterwards. Some people come and relax and may not play at all, but just enjoy the scenes that are going on down there.”

Quincy turned her to look out at the empty Dungeon. The lights glowed amber, purple, and white, causing flecks in the stone floor to glimmer and giving the whole space more of a magical atmosphere.

The variety of wood and black leather furniture caught her attention and Dolly dropped Quincy’s hand as she descended the six steps into the Dungeon proper. With no other guests in the room, she was free to wander around, stroking her finger over the top of a black leather-covered spanking bench. The St. Andrew’s cross caught her eye next and she walked around it, mentally assessing and wishing she had a camera and notebook to do more in-depth notetaking.

She would have to see about coming back later in the week alone. She had no idea how she would explain to the security guard why she would be wanting access alone and with a camera and notepad, but she would worry about that at a later time. For now, she moved on to a station where chains hung from the ceiling with others attached to the floor directly below them, which sent her curious nature into overdrive.

“Come here, pet,” Quincy said, taking her attention away from what she thought she recognized as a pillory from the Middle Ages.

Turning, she found him standing near the St. Andrew’s cross. Without argument, she crossed to stand before him.

“We’ll start here and introduce you to a few of my favorite toys.”

He led her to the large armoire nearby. It was far bigger than the one in her suite, and when he opened it, she saw it was held a wider array of crops, paddles, floggers, and canes. It also contained wrist and ankle cuffs, rope, and some things she was not sure she wanted to identify.

She watched as he picked out a pair of well-padded wrist cuffs before turning to her and holding out a hand. She hesitated only a moment before laying her hand atop his.

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