Club Sapphire

Rosanna pressed her fingers to her temples and sighed bitterly as she stared at her screen. Being Aitchison Maitland's youngest ever female partner sounded good - and looked good on a CV. But in practice? Still so dull. Thirty pages into the contract and it still made no more sense than when she'd started. The document barely seemed to be through its introductory disclaimers and boilerplate assertions of dread consequences for breaching its Byzantine terms. Sure the figures involved were mind-boggling (£110 million for three seasons!), but that novelty wore off pretty fast. "That sounds so exciting Ros!" her friends would trill, as she casually dropped that she was working on the contractual details of a massive new Netflix deal for a client. "Sorry, no details though!" she would continue teasingly. "Strict confidentiality agreements on this one..." Because however exciting the clients, how expensive the contract, and how generous the annual bonu

Kitten had been anticipating the visit to Club Sapphire for a long time. She didn't have the courage to go alone, so she talked Sir D into going with her during his visit. Club Sapphire is a sex club located south of Seattle. The club is popular with polyamorous couples and with single folks wanting to meet people for sex in a group setting. Magda had been following the events of the Club online and watching the videos offered that discussed what they referred to as "The Lifestyle." The Club itself had a bar, large dance floor, lounge areas and in the back many, many rooms. The rooms were designed for sexual encounters. For the first few years the Club was in operation, the rooms were furnished with many beds and baskets of condoms and single use lube packets strategically placed between all the beds. After the success of "Fifty Shades of Gray", suddenly trying BDSM was something mainstream couples wanted to do and the club accommodated by creating rooms furnis