Chuck (Sir) and I take the private elevator to the basement. It was awe inspiring to step out and see all the equipment set up, some in use, some waiting for players. Sir steered me over to a man and women who were obviously partners. The woman was strapped to the cross, and the man stood to the side with a whip coiled in his hands. He was speaking very gently and softly to her, but the tone was firm and full of promise as he told her of his intent.

Sir and I stood and watched him whip her as she counted off the strokes. She took the pain well, only grunting as she counted. Just watching this was making me wet and I felt flushed. All of my attention was focused on the pale stripes appearing on her. I felt breathless.

I had to mentally shake myself to concentrate when Sir whispered in my ear; "Would you like to do something like that? There are other crosses here, or other devices. Look around and pick one!"

My heart pounded as I tore my gaze away from the couple. I glanced around at the empty furniture. I could see an X-frame, a bondage chair, stocks, whipping bench, standing stocks, a sex sling, a suspended platform, a gyno table and a chain web. I contemplated my choices. I also noticed a bondage ring hanging from the ceiling. Hmmmm, what if I were suspended, and could be approached from all sides?

I turned to Sir and pointed at the bondage ring. "Do you have a rigger who can artfully suspend me?"