Caritas, Saturday
Caritas was... a little different today.
For one thing, there was the music, which, combined with the low lighting and the random leather items occupying the spaces between bottles of alcohol on the shelves, created a distinct vibe of 'kinky sex club' rather than 'all-ages bar.'
And then there was the bartender, who was looking rather unlike herself in a shiny, expensive-looking leather outfit with her hair up on top of her head. She would prefer to be called Mistress April, if you didn't mind.
Also, Tino was gone. That was because Mistress April had scared him off. But that happened about fifty percent of the time on Saturdays, anyway.
TODAY'S SPECIALS
Southern Bondage
Kink and Cream
Tie Me To The Bedpost
[[yes, caritas has been sorta taken over for the night by the gremlin-bitten folks from over here. open for all, but beware assertive doms and dominatrices who might want in your pants. yes, yours. bc this is a comm, keep it ~PG-13, and take any sexybusiness back to personal journals, please!]
For one thing, there was the music, which, combined with the low lighting and the random leather items occupying the spaces between bottles of alcohol on the shelves, created a distinct vibe of 'kinky sex club' rather than 'all-ages bar.'
And then there was the bartender, who was looking rather unlike herself in a shiny, expensive-looking leather outfit with her hair up on top of her head. She would prefer to be called Mistress April, if you didn't mind.
Also, Tino was gone. That was because Mistress April had scared him off. But that happened about fifty percent of the time on Saturdays, anyway.
TODAY'S SPECIALS
Southern Bondage
Kink and Cream
Tie Me To The Bedpost
[[yes, caritas has been sorta taken over for the night by the gremlin-bitten folks from over here. open for all, but beware assertive doms and dominatrices who might want in your pants. yes, yours. bc this is a comm, keep it ~PG-13, and take any sexybusiness back to personal journals, please!]