Chapter 38: A New Beginning

After breaking up with Raven and the dungeon, Sara went into a depression. She missed her job working as a Dominatrix at the Fetish Chamber, but the bridge was burnt, and she could never go back.

Sara refused to look for a regular job. For several months she went out drinking every other night and slept during the days. I tried my best to be as supportive as I could but her new attitude on life was starting to wear on my patience. I knew I had to find a new kinky place for Sara to work.

There was another dungeon.

Mistress Caroline, Sara's former Head Mistress, had talked trash when a new dungeon had opened called Safehaven Studios. She said the head Mistress was unattractive and many offensive things I do not agree with or care to repeat.

Mistress Azule, Safehaven Studios owner, is arguably one of the most respected experts in the BDSM industry. She was also transgender and a huge inspiration and role model for the LGBTQ+ community. Mistress Caroline was probably jealous and threatened by the dungeon's competition.

It turns out Safehaven Studios was now at the old Passive Arts location. Passive Arts was the first dungeon Sara, and I had ever been to years prior. It was one of the most popular dungeons in Los Angeles, until a former employee killed the owner and burned the dungeon and fetish club to the ground.

After the property was rebuilt following the arson, Safehaven's owner Mistress Azule had convinced the Passive arts property owner to allow her to start a new dungeon there. Safehaven was about 15-20 minutes from our house, alot closer than the Fetish Chamber. It was perfect.

I looked up Safehaven Studio's website and sure enough they were hiring Dominants.

"Hey baby, I found you a new job!" I told Sara.

"I am not working at that bowling alley!" Sara said to me with an annoyed tone.

"No, Sara, it's a new dungeon. Guess where it's located?" I replied.

"The moon." Sara said sarcastically.

"No Sara, I am serious. They rebuilt Passive Arts. It's called Safehaven Studios now. They are hiring new Dominants. It's perfect for you." I told her with excitement.

"I am not good enough to work at a place like that." Sara replied.

"Yes you are Sara. You can do this. I already got the email address for you to apply. Just try." I told her.

Despite her reluctance and lack of confidence Sara followed through and wrote an email to the Head Mistress asking to apply for a position as a Dominant. Mistress Azule responded a few hours later. Sara set up an appointment to go in and interview the following monday.

Monday came along and Sara drove to the dungeon. Sara parked her car in the parking lot. She was a little early. Sara sat in her car and contemplated going inside. After a few minutes she decided she was not feeling up to it.

I sent her text message asking:

"Are you there yet? How was the drive? Was it quick?"

Sara called me from the parking lot close to tears:

"I am not going inside. I am not good enough to work here Jordan. I am just going to come home."

"Sara you are good enough. Come on dude! You were Fetish Chamber's top Dominatrix. You have easily seen over 100 clients. You were the woman hiring other women two months ago. You can do this shit with your fucking eyes closed. Remember who you are. You're Mistress Cleavage! Utana Kurtz! The one and only Mistress Sara. Go in there and kick some fucking ass!"

"Thank you Jordan. I love you. I am going to try." Sara said before hanging up the phone.

Sara marched in there in her boots and corset and won over Mistress Azule with the first hello. The two of them hit it off right away. She would go on to become one of the top professionals at this dungeon as well. Obviously, she got the job.

I received a phone call from Sara about thirty minutes after she marched off to her destiny.

"Guess what babe?" Sara asked me.

"What Sara? Did you go inside?" I replied.

"I got the job!" Sara blurted out with pride.

"This calls for a celebration. Let's go to Cheesecake factory tonight for dinner!" I told her.

At dinner Sara and I discussed her new job.

"I never really liked going by Mistress Sara. I don't like using my real name. Since I am working at a new dungeon I want to use a new name. Any ideas?" Sara asked me.

In high school I created a comic book and video game with my friend Joseph. One of the characters was essentially a Dominatrix and my character's love interest. I named her Mistress Mary Jane. I used this character in erotic fiction and fantasies I wrote for years.

Mistress Mary Jane was my fantasy Mistress. She was also a metaphor for my love for weed. I am a kinkster don't get me wrong but my number one Mistress has always been weed.

"I have this name, it might sound a bit cheesey at first but it has a lot of meaning to me. Mistress Mary Jane. She's the Dominatrix from my comic book and video game I made as a kid. She's my fantasy mistress from all my erotic fiction. I would be honored if you became the real life version." I told her.

"I love it!" Sara replied.

Sara loved weed almost as much as I did. When I suggested Sara use the name Mistress Mary Jane and explained the meaning behind it, she was sold. From that day on she would be known as Mistress Mary Jane. She even dyed her hair red to match the character.

After Raven had left majority of Sara's BDSM toys and equipment on the street, Sara was now in need of some new toys.

The weekend before Sara started working at Safehaven I paid for us to go on a quick visit to Vegas. We stayed in the cheapest and worst hotel in Las Vegas. They had one person working at the front desk. It took an hour to get checked in. Our room window overlooked a noisy boiler and rooftop full of utility equipment. It buzzed and kept us up at night even with the air conditioning on. When we attempted to get dinner, the security in the casino accused me of being underage and detained me for twenty minutes while they checked my California ID.

The main reason we went out there was to visit Lady C’s Leather and get Sara the flogger she needed.

At first, we could not remember where the store was. We tried to look it up with little success. We ended up retracing our steps from the last visit and finding it in a small stripmall after an hour driving around.

Lady C actually remembered us and was thrilled to see us return.

"I am a professional Dominatrix now." Sara told Lady C.

"I always had a special feeling about you. Where are you working?" Lady C asked.

"I am working at Safehaven Studios." Sara said proudly.

"That's a lovely place. Mistress Azule is very talented. You are very fortunate. Now that you are a working professional, I can give you the industry price." Lady C replied.

Lady C helped Sara pick out a flogger and let her test them on me in the store.

Sara chose a flogger with a black leather handle and red tails. At the bottom of the handle was a looped strap to make swinging the flogger more graceful. This flogger quickly became Sara’s main implement of choice in sessions.

Initially Safehaven wasn't as profitable as Sara's previous dungeon and the two of us had to come up with ideas to get clients and make money. Upon arrival Sara saw the clients who basically saw anyone who was new. After that her numbers dwindled. I would have to regularly support Sara financially in times when business was slow.

There were weeks when she made thousands and then weeks where she made nothing. I always gave her advice and did as much as possible to help her make her career successful because truthfully if it wasn't I was stuck paying for everything.

At the Fetish Chamber, Mistress Caroline had a long list of regular clients and handled advertising. The staff was limited to five or six Mistresses. Safehaven had more than three times the number of Mistresses on staff.

At Safehaven the employees were dependent on advertising and bringing in clients themselves. Safehaven also did not allow Strap On play or many of the other taboo fetishes that the Fetish Chamber did. This made many clients go elsewhere. Safehaven did everything by the book. They had a good relationship with local police and in the eyes of the public they did nothing illegal.

Another older Domme working at Safehaven named Miss Dawn quickly took a liking to Sara and showed her the ropes of surviving there. She even helped Sara build her first website. Miss Dawn was an older Domme who catered to clients who enjoyed BBWs (Big Beautiful Women). She was very talented and a natural Dominant. She was also a genius with web design and SEO. She could be working at a fortune 500 company or a major brand. Instead she was smothering submissive men and stepping on their nuts for money.

Miss Dawn acted like the Dungeon mother looking out for and protecting the newcomers. She was one of the first of Sara's new coworkers I met. She was always very nice to me and would flirt a little bit once in a while.

"You can tell he's submissive from a mile away." she would say about me.

In a community and world that was pretty new to me, she was a friendly yet Dominant face that made me feel comfortable and welcome. After about six months Miss Dawn moved to San Diego. She was retiring to live with a longtime submissive who had served her for years. 

I had to teach myself web design so I could manage Sara's website in Miss Dawn's absence. I had taken a basic class in school, but truth be told I smoked a lot of weed and ditched a lot of class. Ten years later I barely remembered the class.

I wasn't allowed at Safehaven during business hours as much as I was at the Fetish Chamber. They had professional female submissives on staff and house slaves, so they didn't need any submissive test dummies like me for training new employees. And they certainly had no use for cum cubes. There was a level of elitism as far as who was allowed to hang out there during business hours.

I was just the boyfriend of a Dominatrix. My experience at the Fetish Chamber helping Sara train new employees earned me no credits. I think most people wouldn't have believed me if I told them.

Prior to working at Safehaven my girlfriend was relatively unknown within the kink community so many of the seasoned veterans at Safehaven doubted her qualifications and skills behind her back.

They asked Mistress Azule why a newcomer no one knew was allowed to be a Dominant. No one had heard of Mistress Mary Jane.

Chapter 39: Safehaven