Louis Garneau shows Matt Sanders (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cit_sanders) around Citadel
Sep. 19th, 2016 10:41 amlouis_garneauplayers only. backdated to August 27th, shortly after Matt's acceptance into the club.
warning for brief mention of past abuse and sexual assault
With Sarah out sick today, it's fallen to Louis, who happens to be in town, to carry out the tours for new members. It's something he rarely does but almost always enjoys, memories of his tour with Adrian foremost in his mind. He picks up the top file. Matt Sanders, 35, lead singer of Avenged Sevenfold, which - when he googles it - turns out to be a heavy metal band. Sponsored by Sam Worthington. He quickly reads through Matt's checklist, his psych profile and medical tests. No red flags and completely approved by the Board. Good.
Dressed more casually than usual in black trousers and a dark chocolate short sleeved silky polo, when Troy calls up and lets him know Matt's here, he heads downstairs to meet the man in the front lobby.
The directions that Sam gave him were good. Matt walks in the door and his mouth almost drops open but he's better than that so he walks to the front desk and asks for Louis as per Sam. Matt feels underdressed in his black jeans and a polo but he smiles at Troy as he looks around, waiting for Louis.
When he sees a man a little bit older than himself, he stands up and holds out his hand for the other to shake. "Mr. Garneau?" he asks softly.
"Call me Louis," Louis says with a smile, shaking the man's hand. "You must be Matthew. Do you prefer Matt?"
"Matt is fine." He doesn't think this man needs to know that he likes Matthew when he's a boy. "This is really cool."
"I'm glad you think so. Welcome to Citadel," Louis says. It's always a pleasure to see the club anew through others' eyes. "Do you have any questions before we begin our tour?"
"I don't have any questions, as of right now." He doesn't know what to think. "I never knew there could be a place like this." He hopes it's not out of place. He starts to follow Louis.
"A lot of our members feel that way," Louis says, leading the way through the first set of doors. "You'll find we're very much like any other private club in a lot of respects. Each of our locations has accommodations, a pool, sauna, gym," he gestures in the direction of the said facilities, "restaurants and bars, libraries, game rooms..." he gives a soft laugh. "But then there are the things that set us apart." Nodding discreetly towards the in-house boy being fucked against a nearby wall by an older man dressed all in black leather.
Matt shivers when he sees the man in leather. He loves public and semi public sex but then he makes eye contact and blushes and looks to the floor. "Does Citadel have in-house Doms?" This is all so new that he doesn't know where to look. Matt feels like a kid in a candy store and he wants to look everywhere. "I wish I knew there was a place like this when I was younger," he sighs softly.
"We do," Louis nods, taking Matt on a quick tour of the pool and athletic facilities, members and staff in various states of dress. "I'm responsible for much of the day-to-day operations but I also train our in-house staff and fill in as an in-house dominant when needed." He gives Matt a smile. "But if you ask at the front desk at any location, they'll set you up with exactly what you're looking for."
"I don't really know what I'm looking for," Matt says softly as now he does feel lost. "I haven't..." he trails off, not knowing if he should bare all to a man that he just met.
"Haven't what?" Louis prompts, his voice equally soft. He glances around them. "Would you prefer to go and have a drink? We can talk," he offers.
Feeling so out of the loop now. Feeling so many emotions. "If you have time. I don't want to take up your time because I know you're a busy man." He rubs the back of his neck.
"I have a few hours blocked off," Louis assures Matt, "and my assistant Marie can always take the next tour." He places a hand on the back of Matt's shoulder, guiding him down the hall. "The bar should actually be fairly quiet this time of day."
The touch feels good as they walk to the bar that is out of the way but he still wants to look at the people that are in many states of undress. "Thank you. I guess I'm a bit overwhelmed."
Louis smiles. He's used to the reaction. "It's a lot to take in," he says, gesturing to a server. "What would you like to drink?"
"Gin and Tonic, please." Matt relaxes into his chair. "I haven't been in this world in a few years, Louis."
Louis orders a glass of the house white and settles back as well, his attention turned fully to Matt. "By choice or by circumstance?"
"Both, if I'm honest with myself." He runs his hand though his hair. "I've had several really bad Doms and on the flip slide of it, my band knows that I'm bi but they don't know that I submit." He looks at Louis, wondering what he is thinking.
"And you're worried about them finding out, or you definitely don't want them to find out?" Louis asks, looking for clarification.
"I know they would tease me endlessly if they find out." He smiles. "But if I can make it harder for them to find out, that would just be a bonus."
Louis laughs, delighted with the answer. "Well, I don't know what Sam told you about us but you'll find anything you desire here, short of the outright illegal, and absolutely no pressure to do anything. We have members who only come in to swim and work out and they come here because they don't have to worry about the paparazzi and we have members who show up every weekend for our leather nights or in the dungeon with whoever they've picked up in the bar. We also have members who only play with in-house staff and members who never play with them."
Matt has to smile as he listens to Louis's speech about the club. "I don't do drugs." He smiles as he thinks about what he wants to say. "I've had some really shitty Sirs but I bet Sam told you."
"I recall him mentioning something about poor past experiences," Louis allows, always careful not breach confidentiality from any end. "Is that what you're looking for? A Sir?"
"It was bad aftercare and I was really young, too." He nods, glad that Sam's told him a little. "In the long run, I would love a Sir/partner all rolled into one. But a Sir is in the cards." He laughs.
"You shouldn't find a problem with getting appropriate aftercare here," Louis says, smiling at the server as he delivers their drinks. "Merci." He looks over at Matt. "But if you do, it's something you should report to the front desk. Or to my office if you feel uncomfortable talking to the concierge."
"Thank you," Matt says to the server. "I just never knew where to look so, I ran into some crazy people who didn't know what they were doing." He takes a sip of his drink, smiling. "I'll keep it in mind. Could I ask, are you a dominant?"
"I am," Louis nods. He mentioned it earlier but he's not surprised Matt didn't take it in given his surroundings and the sight that had greeted them the moment they stepped through the doors. "I'm responsible for the training program - both in-house and private - and I occasionally fill in for our in-house dominants where needed."
He blushes as he thought that the other man has already told him that. "I think I may like to get some training as a boy," he says softly. "I was probably doing everything wrong or I just had shitty doms." He blushes again.
Mon dieu, that blush. "I very much doubt you were doing anything wrong," Louis says, taking a sip of his wine. "But we have classes available here and we have an actual training program in Sarlat, France - our headquarters. The program is far more intensive than the classes and you might want to give them a try before deciding if the other is right for you." He pauses for a moment before adding, "You might also want to book a session with one of our in-house dominants and let them put you through a simple scene, something that would leave you feeling more confident about your... abilities."
"I don't have any confidence in myself," he bows his head as he speaks softly. "I think I would like that." He takes a sip of his gin.
"What kind of dominant appeals to you?" Louis asks. "I have time now," he offers with a smile, "but I can also arrange for someone younger, older, bigger or smaller... or you can wait until another day. The last thing we want to do is pressure you in any way when you've only just walked through the door."
Oh god, he didn't think that was on the table today. "I like taller men, like you." He seems to always blush around this man. "What is your specialty? I do like older guys." He bows his head again.
"I've been trained in everything," Louis says, taking one more sip of wine before he sets it aside, "but I particularly enjoy service, anal play, spankings, orgasm denial and light humiliation." Which is very much being fed into by the way Matt keeps blushing. "What about you? What do you like?"
"I think you are, Sir, my dream Sir." He throws a dimpled smile Louis's way. "I also love fisting and being plugged. I love feeling full. I doubt I could take a fist right out of gate though." He knows his blush can be seen to his chest.
"Not if you haven't done it in a while," Louis agrees, smiling back. "But it's something you could work up to." He sits a little straighter. "So, what next? Would you like to continue our tour or would you like to scene with me?"
"Too many choices." He grins as he thinks as to what he wants more. "If you were a new member and I asked, what would you do?" He knows he really can't make a decision.
Louis laughs. "I think if you're undecided, we should finish the tour," he says.
"Could I request you to scene with?"
"You can ask if I'm around," Louis says, "but I usually divide my time between Sarlat and our New York location. I'm only rarely here in L.A. and then I split my time between the Mansion and the Club. But," he pulls his wineglass back and takes another drink, "we have a fair bit of time today or if we run out, I can make a recommendation for someone else here and set up your first scene." He rarely does that, making every effort not to choose between his employees, but sometimes he gets the impression from a new member that if he doesn't make that first appointment for them, they'll never get over that hump and make one themselves.
"I love New York. Much different then LA." Matt plays with his glass as he thinks about what the other man was talking about. "Let's finish the tour and if we have time..." he trails off, that knowing itch coming to the forefront. Matt drains his drink and pulls out his wallet and throws some money on the table to cover both. "Thank you, I was just a bit overwhelmed."
Louis picks up the money and hands it back to Matthew, pressing it into his hand. "Today, everything is on the house," he says, adding with a smile, "Including me or your first scene with any other in-house dominant." He pauses for a second before adding, "And it's completely normal to be overwhelmed by all of this, especially when members are new or haven't done anything in a long time."
"Well, thank you." He puts his money away and looks around, seeing that it is slow. Matt can see himself coming to the club and watching. "What kind of scene were you thinking for my first? I guess I want to see what you're thinking?" he asks shyly. "I might have to talk to my sister because she might like something like this." He always has random thoughts coming out of his mouth.
"You can do that but I would wait until you're a little more settled and remember the confidentiality agreements you've signed," Louis says, because he's also used to new members wanting to tell everyone about the amazing place they've found. "And I was thinking about something very simple. Some kneeling, some orders, some service... maybe a spanking or some impact play... but I would depend on how things were going. It's more a dip-your-feet-in session than anything full out."
"That's fine with me." Matt smiles as he stands up and stretches out for a second. He likes what he's hearing from Louis. He tilts his head to the side. "Impact play?" He's wondering if he's that new or just hasn't heard of those words together.
"One person striking another," Louis explains, rising to his feet as well. "Whether it's a spanking by hand or using a paddle, flogger or whip, it's all impact play." He leads Matt out of the bar and through several of the quieter lounges and the library. There are a few members in each, mostly dressed, but a number with boys or girls at their feet, waiting contentedly for their dominant's attention. But there's one boy in the library on all fours being fucked by his Sir with a thick black dildo almost absent-mindedly while the man reads the paper.
Matt nods as he looks everywhere, trying to take everything in. Matt almost moans. He doesn't know if he feels sorry for the boy or if he wants to be him.
"We also have a shop," Louis says, pointing it out, "as well as an online boutique and if you require a doctor or any other sort of professional - real estate agent, lawyer - who is aware of your inclinations, we provide referrals to vetted associates." They move on. "Restaurant. Every restaurant on club property has three sections - the front is clothing required, no play allowed, the second is clothing optional, no play beyond simple touch and the third is clothing optional, full-out play allowed."
"I wish I didn't feel like I've been out of touch with this for too long." He sighs, knowing he shouldn't feel like that. Matt sees the restaurant and he has to grin. "I think I need to go back though my check list," he teases.
Louis laughs. "You might need to, but again, take some time, see what appeals before rushing to change anything. Citadel's been around for a long time and it's not going anywhere. You have all the time in the world to explore and find out how your interests may or may not have changed."
"Yeah. I need to sit and think about my checklist." He gives a dimpled grin to the other man.
Louis continues the tour, showing Matt the dungeon and the public scening rooms while explaining Citadel's house system before taking him upstairs to show him a couple of the fancier fantasy suites and finally one of the plainer suites. "Our basic rooms are most like regular luxury hotel suites," he explains. "You have your sleeping area, your sitting area, your ensuite bathroom, a large closet and a huge armoire." He smiles. "But unlike regular hotels, you also have an area left open for play and the armoire contains a large variety of common toys and implements with which you might wish to play." He gestures towards the cabinet, leaving it up to Matt to decide if he wishes to explore.
Matt smiles as they look around and he listens to Louis. When he looks at the cabinet, he opens it slowly as if something is going to jump out at him but he knows that there's not. Matt's mouth drops open as he sees what's inside. "I wish I knew about this place when I first started." He makes a small sound.
"I've been told it's a bit like a candy store," Louis says with a smile. "And of course if there's anything a member wants but doesn't find here, they have only to call down to the front desk and it will be brought up."
"That was my next question." He almost groans when he sees some of the toys.
"Do you have something in mind?" Louis asks. "Or simply curious?"
"Just curious." He takes out a huge teardrop plug and just looks. "I really, really like anal." He can feel the blush coming on.
"Is that something you think you could take now?" Louis says softly, seizing on the opening. "Or would you have to work up to it?"
Matt looks to where Louis is standing. "I have no idea," he says, just as softly. "I hate how long I have been out of the lifestyle." He runs his hand through his long black hair
Louis exhales quietly. "I understand that. It can be daunting at first, coming back," he says, "but I have to admit, I'm getting conflicting signals from you. Do you want to scene with me or would you like to finish the tour, have a look around on your own and book someone or find a partner of your own when you're ready?" Adding, "I'm not going to take any steps without getting a clear yes from you and you will need to know how to negotiate whether you book someone in-house or pick up someone in the bar."
"I'm sorry about that. Could we try a scene, maybe non-sexual?" He hates that he's giving off mixed signals.
"Of course," Louis nods. "But I need you to tell me what non-sexual means to you. Does it mean anal sex? Does it mean me touching you at all? Does it mean you want a service scene with no sexual elements?"
"I didn't know I could ask." He sighs as he sits on the bed and thinks. "I think I meant the sex, for now. I mean I know I'm clean and you would wear a condom." He wishes he wasn't so anxious about this.
"That's fine," Louis says. "Sex is off the table." He smiles at Matt and takes a seat beside him but not too close. "Do you like pain?"
"Pain and bondage is on the table." He couldn't believe he could tell this man what he wants. "Shitty aftercare isn't the only the only thing that made me get out of the lifestyle," he admits.
"No?" Louis isn't surprised that there's more, given Matt's obvious level of anxiety and indecision. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"My ex just did anything he wanted to me." He shrugs. "You asking is just new to me." He looks into Louis's blue eyes.
"It sounds like most of this is then," Louis says, that fact alone making it that much more important he ensure Matt has a good first experience at Citadel. "I'm sorry that happened to you. We believe in full consent and negotiations here and if you find someone among our members who doesn't, or who oversteps your bounds, you should report them."
"I'll report it if I feel I'm not safe." He take Louis's words seriously. "Thank you."
Louis nods. "You're welcome." He smiles at Matt. "I know you have a safeword but I want you to use yellow while we're playing as well. If, any time, you feel uncomfortable or need me to slow down but not stop completely, you tell me yellow and I'll back off until you're ready to continue or we'll try something else."
Matt lets out a sigh when Louis tells him he can use 'yellow' if need be. "Yes, Sir. Thank you. What are you thinking or do you want to surprise me?" He bows his head.
They've been over this territory before, Matt asking pretty much the same question - and Louis answering it - downstairs. But knowing that Matt may have been abused or at least mistreated in a past relationship puts a different spin on things. "I am thinking I would like you to find me two things in the armoire you'd like used on you."
Standing up and walking to the cabinet of toys, Matt thinks of what he wants to use. Matt has to bite back a grin as he grabs a simple paddle and some soft leather cuffs. He turns back around, drops to his knees and crawls back, presenting the two things to Louis.
"Thank you," Louis says with a smile, more than a little impressed with Matt's crawl. He takes the offered items and sets them on the bed beside him. "Are you comfortable with undressing for me?"
Matt nods as he takes off his shirt, showing his deathbat and many other tattoos on his arms and chest. He's proud of his body. Matt slowly stands as he unbuttons his jeans, toes off his boots. Once he's naked and everything is folded on the end of the bed, he drops to his knees, laces his fingers at his back and lowers his head.
"Good," Louis nods, drinking in the sight. "Very good. Tell me - when did you get your first tattoo?"
"I think I was about 16 and my Mama actually signed." He has to laugh. He can do this. Talking about his tattoos is never a hard thing to do. "I forget what I got first since I have too many to count." He relaxes.
"May I touch them?" Louis asks, very aware he's promised that full-out sex is off the table.
"You may, Sir." He sighs happily as he was born to be on his knees and has missed it.
Louis shifts forward on the bed's edge. He reaches out to touch Matt, drawing gentle but firm fingers over the lines of his tattoos starting with his shoulders and arms.
Matt leans into the touch. He hasn't been touched like this in awhile.
"You have very good posture," Louis notes, his fingers trailing down the centre of the man's chest.
"Thank you, Sir. It's been a long time." He could feel a blush coming on.
"Then I'm very impressed," Louis replies, fingers trailing still lower. "You've kept your form."
The touches and the praises are doing wonders for Matt. "Thank you Sir." He smiles as he shivers from the light touch.
Shifting a little closer still, Louis runs his hand along the inside of Matt's thighs, carefully - and purposely - avoiding his hardening cock.
Matt watches as Louis touches him and he keeps his position.
"I want you to lean over the side of the bed," Louis says, sitting back and shifting out of the way, picking up the cuffs Matt gave him. "Elbows on the bed, wrists together like you're praying."
Matt wants that touch back. He shuffles to the side of the bed on his knees. Matt kneels up, puts his elbows on the bed and clasps his hands together as he waits.
"Good boy," Louis praises, unclasping Matt's hands so he can cuff each wrist in turn. "Now hold that position."
Matt hasn't heard good boy in years and he lets those words flow over him as he holds the position.
Paddle in hand, Louis shifts sideways, running his hand over Matt's ass, his cheeks muscular and unmarked, a perfect canvas.
Matt can't believe how much he misses this. He closes his eyes as he leans into Louis's touch.
Louis continues running his hand over Matt's skin, the man's obvious need for this leading him to linger longer than he normally would. But finally he draws back a little, switching hands with the paddle, and brings it in against both cheeks in a solid but easy and fairly light blow.
Matt is loving the touch, needing the touch. He makes a small noise in the back of his throat when he feels the first blow of many. "Thank you, Sir," he says quietly.
"You're very welcome," Louis says with a nod, bringing the paddle in a little harder. And again. Gauging the man's reactions.
Matt is already floating though and he lets out a soft moan as he leans into the pain. Matt wishes he could see how pink Louis is making him. "Please."
"Please what, boy?" Louis prompts, pausing until he's certain.
"Whatever you'll give me, Sir." He makes a whining sound.
"Exactly," Louis murmurs, bringing the paddle in against Matt's flesh over and over until his ass is a deep dark red.
Matt makes noises that he didn't know he made. He can feel the warmness on his ass.
"Can you take ten more?" Louis asks, pausing to run his hand over Matt's ass again, the heat of his skin warming his palm.
"Boy would like to try." Matt groans as he knows he won't be able to sit for a few days and he will love that.
"And would boy like to come?" Louis asks, reaching under Matt to give his leaking cock a few quick strokes.
"This boy would like to cum." Matt groans when his ass on fire but needs to cum too. "Please, Sir."
"I want you to count down the last ten for me. When you're finished you can come, your hand on your cock if you need it," Louis says, releasing Matt's cock. "If you mess up, you start again."
"Thank you, Sir." Matt reaches down and grabs his cock, just to hold it. "One, Sir." He is feeling better already and he wishes he had come back to the lifestyle sooner.
Louis slowly and deliberately delivers the next few strikes, each blow as solid as the ones that came before it.
"Eight, Sir." He was at his subspace. Matt loves the pain that he's feeling and is going to love the marks for a few days.
"Good boy. Last two and you have permission," Louis says, bringing the ninth in just a fraction harder and the tenth right after it.
"Thank you, Sir." He's louder than he should be when he comes. "That was amazing."
"Good." Louis smiles, setting the paddle down and unfastening the cuffs from Matt's wrists. "Crawl up on the bed and I'll get you some water."
Matt knows he should high-tail it but water sounds really good right now so he climbs up on the bed. He plays with his wrist and fingers as he waits.
Louis returns with a bottle of water from the mini fridge which he cracks open and hands over to Matt, taking a seat beside him on the bed, back against the headboard. "I'm going back to Sarlat tomorrow but if you'd like I can make you an appointment with one of our in-house doms or you can just spend some time checking things out, seeing what happens in the bar."
Matt sips at the cold water, listening to the older man. "Thank you. I'm sorry I was so damn indecisive at the start of the tour." He shrugs as he picks at his fingers, a nervous tick.
"It's a lot to take in at once," Louis says understandingly. "You're not the first new member to find it overwhelming."
"I just look in the wrong places for my fixes and I wish I knew about this place years ago." He smiles as he finishes the water. "If I had found this place years ago, maybe I wouldn't of been raped," he says quietly.
It's not the first time something of that magnitude has come during or after a scene but it still takes Louis by surprise. "I'm sorry that happened to you," he says softly. "We have various resources if you'd like to talk to someone. It might be a good idea before you throw yourself into this completely."
"Might be good for me to talk to someone." He shrugs. "I'll look into it." He hates that it happened to him.
Louis isn't going to pressure the man into doing anything he doesn't want to. Their members are adults and while Louis and his team can point out the resources, they can't make anyone use them. Not unless they've broken the organizations's rules. "How are you feeling about our scene? Would you like me to put anything on your marks?"
Matt smiles as he listens to Louis asking him if he wanted to put anything on his marks. "You can if you want to. I was to fend for myself..." he trails off. "I really liked our scene. Good mix of pain and restraints."
"Good." Louis smiles. He grabs a small tube of cream and has Matt shift so he can smear some over his skin, the bruises on his ass already darkening. Despite his confession of sexual assault, he seems fine, alert, aware, talking and answering questions. "I should check in with my office but the room is yours for the next few hours. You can call the front desk and order some food, have a shower, wander around the club... if you need anything, you can contact my assistant Marie and she'll make sure you're taken care of."
"Thanks Louis." He bites back a groan when he feels the cool cream on his skin. "I should shower and eat sometime." He gives a dimpled smile to the older man. "Thanks again."
"You're welcome. It was my pleasure," Louis leans in and gives him a soft kiss and a smile. "Take good of care of yourself and if you find yourself struggling, don't hesitate to contact me."
He kisses him back. "I'll probably keep in contact with you."
"Bien." Louis rises to his feet. "Enjoy the rest of your day."
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warning for brief mention of past abuse and sexual assault
With Sarah out sick today, it's fallen to Louis, who happens to be in town, to carry out the tours for new members. It's something he rarely does but almost always enjoys, memories of his tour with Adrian foremost in his mind. He picks up the top file. Matt Sanders, 35, lead singer of Avenged Sevenfold, which - when he googles it - turns out to be a heavy metal band. Sponsored by Sam Worthington. He quickly reads through Matt's checklist, his psych profile and medical tests. No red flags and completely approved by the Board. Good.
Dressed more casually than usual in black trousers and a dark chocolate short sleeved silky polo, when Troy calls up and lets him know Matt's here, he heads downstairs to meet the man in the front lobby.
The directions that Sam gave him were good. Matt walks in the door and his mouth almost drops open but he's better than that so he walks to the front desk and asks for Louis as per Sam. Matt feels underdressed in his black jeans and a polo but he smiles at Troy as he looks around, waiting for Louis.
When he sees a man a little bit older than himself, he stands up and holds out his hand for the other to shake. "Mr. Garneau?" he asks softly.
"Call me Louis," Louis says with a smile, shaking the man's hand. "You must be Matthew. Do you prefer Matt?"
"Matt is fine." He doesn't think this man needs to know that he likes Matthew when he's a boy. "This is really cool."
"I'm glad you think so. Welcome to Citadel," Louis says. It's always a pleasure to see the club anew through others' eyes. "Do you have any questions before we begin our tour?"
"I don't have any questions, as of right now." He doesn't know what to think. "I never knew there could be a place like this." He hopes it's not out of place. He starts to follow Louis.
"A lot of our members feel that way," Louis says, leading the way through the first set of doors. "You'll find we're very much like any other private club in a lot of respects. Each of our locations has accommodations, a pool, sauna, gym," he gestures in the direction of the said facilities, "restaurants and bars, libraries, game rooms..." he gives a soft laugh. "But then there are the things that set us apart." Nodding discreetly towards the in-house boy being fucked against a nearby wall by an older man dressed all in black leather.
Matt shivers when he sees the man in leather. He loves public and semi public sex but then he makes eye contact and blushes and looks to the floor. "Does Citadel have in-house Doms?" This is all so new that he doesn't know where to look. Matt feels like a kid in a candy store and he wants to look everywhere. "I wish I knew there was a place like this when I was younger," he sighs softly.
"We do," Louis nods, taking Matt on a quick tour of the pool and athletic facilities, members and staff in various states of dress. "I'm responsible for much of the day-to-day operations but I also train our in-house staff and fill in as an in-house dominant when needed." He gives Matt a smile. "But if you ask at the front desk at any location, they'll set you up with exactly what you're looking for."
"I don't really know what I'm looking for," Matt says softly as now he does feel lost. "I haven't..." he trails off, not knowing if he should bare all to a man that he just met.
"Haven't what?" Louis prompts, his voice equally soft. He glances around them. "Would you prefer to go and have a drink? We can talk," he offers.
Feeling so out of the loop now. Feeling so many emotions. "If you have time. I don't want to take up your time because I know you're a busy man." He rubs the back of his neck.
"I have a few hours blocked off," Louis assures Matt, "and my assistant Marie can always take the next tour." He places a hand on the back of Matt's shoulder, guiding him down the hall. "The bar should actually be fairly quiet this time of day."
The touch feels good as they walk to the bar that is out of the way but he still wants to look at the people that are in many states of undress. "Thank you. I guess I'm a bit overwhelmed."
Louis smiles. He's used to the reaction. "It's a lot to take in," he says, gesturing to a server. "What would you like to drink?"
"Gin and Tonic, please." Matt relaxes into his chair. "I haven't been in this world in a few years, Louis."
Louis orders a glass of the house white and settles back as well, his attention turned fully to Matt. "By choice or by circumstance?"
"Both, if I'm honest with myself." He runs his hand though his hair. "I've had several really bad Doms and on the flip slide of it, my band knows that I'm bi but they don't know that I submit." He looks at Louis, wondering what he is thinking.
"And you're worried about them finding out, or you definitely don't want them to find out?" Louis asks, looking for clarification.
"I know they would tease me endlessly if they find out." He smiles. "But if I can make it harder for them to find out, that would just be a bonus."
Louis laughs, delighted with the answer. "Well, I don't know what Sam told you about us but you'll find anything you desire here, short of the outright illegal, and absolutely no pressure to do anything. We have members who only come in to swim and work out and they come here because they don't have to worry about the paparazzi and we have members who show up every weekend for our leather nights or in the dungeon with whoever they've picked up in the bar. We also have members who only play with in-house staff and members who never play with them."
Matt has to smile as he listens to Louis's speech about the club. "I don't do drugs." He smiles as he thinks about what he wants to say. "I've had some really shitty Sirs but I bet Sam told you."
"I recall him mentioning something about poor past experiences," Louis allows, always careful not breach confidentiality from any end. "Is that what you're looking for? A Sir?"
"It was bad aftercare and I was really young, too." He nods, glad that Sam's told him a little. "In the long run, I would love a Sir/partner all rolled into one. But a Sir is in the cards." He laughs.
"You shouldn't find a problem with getting appropriate aftercare here," Louis says, smiling at the server as he delivers their drinks. "Merci." He looks over at Matt. "But if you do, it's something you should report to the front desk. Or to my office if you feel uncomfortable talking to the concierge."
"Thank you," Matt says to the server. "I just never knew where to look so, I ran into some crazy people who didn't know what they were doing." He takes a sip of his drink, smiling. "I'll keep it in mind. Could I ask, are you a dominant?"
"I am," Louis nods. He mentioned it earlier but he's not surprised Matt didn't take it in given his surroundings and the sight that had greeted them the moment they stepped through the doors. "I'm responsible for the training program - both in-house and private - and I occasionally fill in for our in-house dominants where needed."
He blushes as he thought that the other man has already told him that. "I think I may like to get some training as a boy," he says softly. "I was probably doing everything wrong or I just had shitty doms." He blushes again.
Mon dieu, that blush. "I very much doubt you were doing anything wrong," Louis says, taking a sip of his wine. "But we have classes available here and we have an actual training program in Sarlat, France - our headquarters. The program is far more intensive than the classes and you might want to give them a try before deciding if the other is right for you." He pauses for a moment before adding, "You might also want to book a session with one of our in-house dominants and let them put you through a simple scene, something that would leave you feeling more confident about your... abilities."
"I don't have any confidence in myself," he bows his head as he speaks softly. "I think I would like that." He takes a sip of his gin.
"What kind of dominant appeals to you?" Louis asks. "I have time now," he offers with a smile, "but I can also arrange for someone younger, older, bigger or smaller... or you can wait until another day. The last thing we want to do is pressure you in any way when you've only just walked through the door."
Oh god, he didn't think that was on the table today. "I like taller men, like you." He seems to always blush around this man. "What is your specialty? I do like older guys." He bows his head again.
"I've been trained in everything," Louis says, taking one more sip of wine before he sets it aside, "but I particularly enjoy service, anal play, spankings, orgasm denial and light humiliation." Which is very much being fed into by the way Matt keeps blushing. "What about you? What do you like?"
"I think you are, Sir, my dream Sir." He throws a dimpled smile Louis's way. "I also love fisting and being plugged. I love feeling full. I doubt I could take a fist right out of gate though." He knows his blush can be seen to his chest.
"Not if you haven't done it in a while," Louis agrees, smiling back. "But it's something you could work up to." He sits a little straighter. "So, what next? Would you like to continue our tour or would you like to scene with me?"
"Too many choices." He grins as he thinks as to what he wants more. "If you were a new member and I asked, what would you do?" He knows he really can't make a decision.
Louis laughs. "I think if you're undecided, we should finish the tour," he says.
"Could I request you to scene with?"
"You can ask if I'm around," Louis says, "but I usually divide my time between Sarlat and our New York location. I'm only rarely here in L.A. and then I split my time between the Mansion and the Club. But," he pulls his wineglass back and takes another drink, "we have a fair bit of time today or if we run out, I can make a recommendation for someone else here and set up your first scene." He rarely does that, making every effort not to choose between his employees, but sometimes he gets the impression from a new member that if he doesn't make that first appointment for them, they'll never get over that hump and make one themselves.
"I love New York. Much different then LA." Matt plays with his glass as he thinks about what the other man was talking about. "Let's finish the tour and if we have time..." he trails off, that knowing itch coming to the forefront. Matt drains his drink and pulls out his wallet and throws some money on the table to cover both. "Thank you, I was just a bit overwhelmed."
Louis picks up the money and hands it back to Matthew, pressing it into his hand. "Today, everything is on the house," he says, adding with a smile, "Including me or your first scene with any other in-house dominant." He pauses for a second before adding, "And it's completely normal to be overwhelmed by all of this, especially when members are new or haven't done anything in a long time."
"Well, thank you." He puts his money away and looks around, seeing that it is slow. Matt can see himself coming to the club and watching. "What kind of scene were you thinking for my first? I guess I want to see what you're thinking?" he asks shyly. "I might have to talk to my sister because she might like something like this." He always has random thoughts coming out of his mouth.
"You can do that but I would wait until you're a little more settled and remember the confidentiality agreements you've signed," Louis says, because he's also used to new members wanting to tell everyone about the amazing place they've found. "And I was thinking about something very simple. Some kneeling, some orders, some service... maybe a spanking or some impact play... but I would depend on how things were going. It's more a dip-your-feet-in session than anything full out."
"That's fine with me." Matt smiles as he stands up and stretches out for a second. He likes what he's hearing from Louis. He tilts his head to the side. "Impact play?" He's wondering if he's that new or just hasn't heard of those words together.
"One person striking another," Louis explains, rising to his feet as well. "Whether it's a spanking by hand or using a paddle, flogger or whip, it's all impact play." He leads Matt out of the bar and through several of the quieter lounges and the library. There are a few members in each, mostly dressed, but a number with boys or girls at their feet, waiting contentedly for their dominant's attention. But there's one boy in the library on all fours being fucked by his Sir with a thick black dildo almost absent-mindedly while the man reads the paper.
Matt nods as he looks everywhere, trying to take everything in. Matt almost moans. He doesn't know if he feels sorry for the boy or if he wants to be him.
"We also have a shop," Louis says, pointing it out, "as well as an online boutique and if you require a doctor or any other sort of professional - real estate agent, lawyer - who is aware of your inclinations, we provide referrals to vetted associates." They move on. "Restaurant. Every restaurant on club property has three sections - the front is clothing required, no play allowed, the second is clothing optional, no play beyond simple touch and the third is clothing optional, full-out play allowed."
"I wish I didn't feel like I've been out of touch with this for too long." He sighs, knowing he shouldn't feel like that. Matt sees the restaurant and he has to grin. "I think I need to go back though my check list," he teases.
Louis laughs. "You might need to, but again, take some time, see what appeals before rushing to change anything. Citadel's been around for a long time and it's not going anywhere. You have all the time in the world to explore and find out how your interests may or may not have changed."
"Yeah. I need to sit and think about my checklist." He gives a dimpled grin to the other man.
Louis continues the tour, showing Matt the dungeon and the public scening rooms while explaining Citadel's house system before taking him upstairs to show him a couple of the fancier fantasy suites and finally one of the plainer suites. "Our basic rooms are most like regular luxury hotel suites," he explains. "You have your sleeping area, your sitting area, your ensuite bathroom, a large closet and a huge armoire." He smiles. "But unlike regular hotels, you also have an area left open for play and the armoire contains a large variety of common toys and implements with which you might wish to play." He gestures towards the cabinet, leaving it up to Matt to decide if he wishes to explore.
Matt smiles as they look around and he listens to Louis. When he looks at the cabinet, he opens it slowly as if something is going to jump out at him but he knows that there's not. Matt's mouth drops open as he sees what's inside. "I wish I knew about this place when I first started." He makes a small sound.
"I've been told it's a bit like a candy store," Louis says with a smile. "And of course if there's anything a member wants but doesn't find here, they have only to call down to the front desk and it will be brought up."
"That was my next question." He almost groans when he sees some of the toys.
"Do you have something in mind?" Louis asks. "Or simply curious?"
"Just curious." He takes out a huge teardrop plug and just looks. "I really, really like anal." He can feel the blush coming on.
"Is that something you think you could take now?" Louis says softly, seizing on the opening. "Or would you have to work up to it?"
Matt looks to where Louis is standing. "I have no idea," he says, just as softly. "I hate how long I have been out of the lifestyle." He runs his hand through his long black hair
Louis exhales quietly. "I understand that. It can be daunting at first, coming back," he says, "but I have to admit, I'm getting conflicting signals from you. Do you want to scene with me or would you like to finish the tour, have a look around on your own and book someone or find a partner of your own when you're ready?" Adding, "I'm not going to take any steps without getting a clear yes from you and you will need to know how to negotiate whether you book someone in-house or pick up someone in the bar."
"I'm sorry about that. Could we try a scene, maybe non-sexual?" He hates that he's giving off mixed signals.
"Of course," Louis nods. "But I need you to tell me what non-sexual means to you. Does it mean anal sex? Does it mean me touching you at all? Does it mean you want a service scene with no sexual elements?"
"I didn't know I could ask." He sighs as he sits on the bed and thinks. "I think I meant the sex, for now. I mean I know I'm clean and you would wear a condom." He wishes he wasn't so anxious about this.
"That's fine," Louis says. "Sex is off the table." He smiles at Matt and takes a seat beside him but not too close. "Do you like pain?"
"Pain and bondage is on the table." He couldn't believe he could tell this man what he wants. "Shitty aftercare isn't the only the only thing that made me get out of the lifestyle," he admits.
"No?" Louis isn't surprised that there's more, given Matt's obvious level of anxiety and indecision. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"My ex just did anything he wanted to me." He shrugs. "You asking is just new to me." He looks into Louis's blue eyes.
"It sounds like most of this is then," Louis says, that fact alone making it that much more important he ensure Matt has a good first experience at Citadel. "I'm sorry that happened to you. We believe in full consent and negotiations here and if you find someone among our members who doesn't, or who oversteps your bounds, you should report them."
"I'll report it if I feel I'm not safe." He take Louis's words seriously. "Thank you."
Louis nods. "You're welcome." He smiles at Matt. "I know you have a safeword but I want you to use yellow while we're playing as well. If, any time, you feel uncomfortable or need me to slow down but not stop completely, you tell me yellow and I'll back off until you're ready to continue or we'll try something else."
Matt lets out a sigh when Louis tells him he can use 'yellow' if need be. "Yes, Sir. Thank you. What are you thinking or do you want to surprise me?" He bows his head.
They've been over this territory before, Matt asking pretty much the same question - and Louis answering it - downstairs. But knowing that Matt may have been abused or at least mistreated in a past relationship puts a different spin on things. "I am thinking I would like you to find me two things in the armoire you'd like used on you."
Standing up and walking to the cabinet of toys, Matt thinks of what he wants to use. Matt has to bite back a grin as he grabs a simple paddle and some soft leather cuffs. He turns back around, drops to his knees and crawls back, presenting the two things to Louis.
"Thank you," Louis says with a smile, more than a little impressed with Matt's crawl. He takes the offered items and sets them on the bed beside him. "Are you comfortable with undressing for me?"
Matt nods as he takes off his shirt, showing his deathbat and many other tattoos on his arms and chest. He's proud of his body. Matt slowly stands as he unbuttons his jeans, toes off his boots. Once he's naked and everything is folded on the end of the bed, he drops to his knees, laces his fingers at his back and lowers his head.
"Good," Louis nods, drinking in the sight. "Very good. Tell me - when did you get your first tattoo?"
"I think I was about 16 and my Mama actually signed." He has to laugh. He can do this. Talking about his tattoos is never a hard thing to do. "I forget what I got first since I have too many to count." He relaxes.
"May I touch them?" Louis asks, very aware he's promised that full-out sex is off the table.
"You may, Sir." He sighs happily as he was born to be on his knees and has missed it.
Louis shifts forward on the bed's edge. He reaches out to touch Matt, drawing gentle but firm fingers over the lines of his tattoos starting with his shoulders and arms.
Matt leans into the touch. He hasn't been touched like this in awhile.
"You have very good posture," Louis notes, his fingers trailing down the centre of the man's chest.
"Thank you, Sir. It's been a long time." He could feel a blush coming on.
"Then I'm very impressed," Louis replies, fingers trailing still lower. "You've kept your form."
The touches and the praises are doing wonders for Matt. "Thank you Sir." He smiles as he shivers from the light touch.
Shifting a little closer still, Louis runs his hand along the inside of Matt's thighs, carefully - and purposely - avoiding his hardening cock.
Matt watches as Louis touches him and he keeps his position.
"I want you to lean over the side of the bed," Louis says, sitting back and shifting out of the way, picking up the cuffs Matt gave him. "Elbows on the bed, wrists together like you're praying."
Matt wants that touch back. He shuffles to the side of the bed on his knees. Matt kneels up, puts his elbows on the bed and clasps his hands together as he waits.
"Good boy," Louis praises, unclasping Matt's hands so he can cuff each wrist in turn. "Now hold that position."
Matt hasn't heard good boy in years and he lets those words flow over him as he holds the position.
Paddle in hand, Louis shifts sideways, running his hand over Matt's ass, his cheeks muscular and unmarked, a perfect canvas.
Matt can't believe how much he misses this. He closes his eyes as he leans into Louis's touch.
Louis continues running his hand over Matt's skin, the man's obvious need for this leading him to linger longer than he normally would. But finally he draws back a little, switching hands with the paddle, and brings it in against both cheeks in a solid but easy and fairly light blow.
Matt is loving the touch, needing the touch. He makes a small noise in the back of his throat when he feels the first blow of many. "Thank you, Sir," he says quietly.
"You're very welcome," Louis says with a nod, bringing the paddle in a little harder. And again. Gauging the man's reactions.
Matt is already floating though and he lets out a soft moan as he leans into the pain. Matt wishes he could see how pink Louis is making him. "Please."
"Please what, boy?" Louis prompts, pausing until he's certain.
"Whatever you'll give me, Sir." He makes a whining sound.
"Exactly," Louis murmurs, bringing the paddle in against Matt's flesh over and over until his ass is a deep dark red.
Matt makes noises that he didn't know he made. He can feel the warmness on his ass.
"Can you take ten more?" Louis asks, pausing to run his hand over Matt's ass again, the heat of his skin warming his palm.
"Boy would like to try." Matt groans as he knows he won't be able to sit for a few days and he will love that.
"And would boy like to come?" Louis asks, reaching under Matt to give his leaking cock a few quick strokes.
"This boy would like to cum." Matt groans when his ass on fire but needs to cum too. "Please, Sir."
"I want you to count down the last ten for me. When you're finished you can come, your hand on your cock if you need it," Louis says, releasing Matt's cock. "If you mess up, you start again."
"Thank you, Sir." Matt reaches down and grabs his cock, just to hold it. "One, Sir." He is feeling better already and he wishes he had come back to the lifestyle sooner.
Louis slowly and deliberately delivers the next few strikes, each blow as solid as the ones that came before it.
"Eight, Sir." He was at his subspace. Matt loves the pain that he's feeling and is going to love the marks for a few days.
"Good boy. Last two and you have permission," Louis says, bringing the ninth in just a fraction harder and the tenth right after it.
"Thank you, Sir." He's louder than he should be when he comes. "That was amazing."
"Good." Louis smiles, setting the paddle down and unfastening the cuffs from Matt's wrists. "Crawl up on the bed and I'll get you some water."
Matt knows he should high-tail it but water sounds really good right now so he climbs up on the bed. He plays with his wrist and fingers as he waits.
Louis returns with a bottle of water from the mini fridge which he cracks open and hands over to Matt, taking a seat beside him on the bed, back against the headboard. "I'm going back to Sarlat tomorrow but if you'd like I can make you an appointment with one of our in-house doms or you can just spend some time checking things out, seeing what happens in the bar."
Matt sips at the cold water, listening to the older man. "Thank you. I'm sorry I was so damn indecisive at the start of the tour." He shrugs as he picks at his fingers, a nervous tick.
"It's a lot to take in at once," Louis says understandingly. "You're not the first new member to find it overwhelming."
"I just look in the wrong places for my fixes and I wish I knew about this place years ago." He smiles as he finishes the water. "If I had found this place years ago, maybe I wouldn't of been raped," he says quietly.
It's not the first time something of that magnitude has come during or after a scene but it still takes Louis by surprise. "I'm sorry that happened to you," he says softly. "We have various resources if you'd like to talk to someone. It might be a good idea before you throw yourself into this completely."
"Might be good for me to talk to someone." He shrugs. "I'll look into it." He hates that it happened to him.
Louis isn't going to pressure the man into doing anything he doesn't want to. Their members are adults and while Louis and his team can point out the resources, they can't make anyone use them. Not unless they've broken the organizations's rules. "How are you feeling about our scene? Would you like me to put anything on your marks?"
Matt smiles as he listens to Louis asking him if he wanted to put anything on his marks. "You can if you want to. I was to fend for myself..." he trails off. "I really liked our scene. Good mix of pain and restraints."
"Good." Louis smiles. He grabs a small tube of cream and has Matt shift so he can smear some over his skin, the bruises on his ass already darkening. Despite his confession of sexual assault, he seems fine, alert, aware, talking and answering questions. "I should check in with my office but the room is yours for the next few hours. You can call the front desk and order some food, have a shower, wander around the club... if you need anything, you can contact my assistant Marie and she'll make sure you're taken care of."
"Thanks Louis." He bites back a groan when he feels the cool cream on his skin. "I should shower and eat sometime." He gives a dimpled smile to the older man. "Thanks again."
"You're welcome. It was my pleasure," Louis leans in and gives him a soft kiss and a smile. "Take good of care of yourself and if you find yourself struggling, don't hesitate to contact me."
He kisses him back. "I'll probably keep in contact with you."
"Bien." Louis rises to his feet. "Enjoy the rest of your day."
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