This particular bathroom also came with scented bubble bath and bath bombs. Olivia eyed a glittery pink one, her lips quirking when she saw Patrick eyeing the same one warily. Yeah… he was still occasionally finding pink glitter in random places after the glitter bomb Lexie had booby-trapped his office door with. It was the gift that kept on giving.

The rest of the rooms upstairs were similar. The little boy’s room was set up just like the little girls, but with dinosaurs, robots, and no glitter bath bombs. Just past the pet play and pony play rooms (the pony room had honest-to-God hay bales in it), there was also a teenager room for littles who were too old for the younger rooms. The medical room was the closest to being the same as Stronghold’s doctor’s office, but even there the finishes felt higher end and there were extras like a tens unit setup, strait-jackets, and a much larger selection of enema instruments than any of the other rooms in either club. Across from the medical room was the Foot Fetish room, which almost made the top of her list just because of all the gorgeous shoes and pedicure station set up in it.

But Olivia’s favorite room was the Medieval dungeon across from the teen room; the wallpaper actually looked like rough-hewn stone and there were electric torches with fake flames, the bathroom looked almost entirely wood (it was all false wood, but it still looked great) and there were all sorts of fun torture implements in the play room. Not just the usual St. Andrew’s Cross, although that was there too, but an actual rack, stocks, and the walls were lined with all the implements of torture a sadistic BDSM player required. She saw Luke eyeing the selection of crops and had to turn away to shut down her brain’s immediate fantasies of using one on him.

Stupid brain.

The last room in the hall was for the staff and security teams, and included both a break area and a small room full of televisions so they could monitor the rooms without actually having to go in them. They’d decided to make security even tighter because overnights could make things more dangerous for some of the attendees if they didn’t know what they were getting into. Every Dom and sub who entered Marquis would be given both a written and verbal rundown of the safewords, be informed of the video and sound being monitored (but not recorded) 24/7, so that no matter when a sub said their safeword, the DMs would hear it. The DMs would also have a list of each submissive’s hard limits and keep an eye on what was happening in the rooms. Gags were forbidden.