Chapter 44: Club Excite

After nine months working at Safehaven, Sara was given the chance to run her own event again. Mistress Azule had come up with the idea to offer the employees of Safehaven the opportunity to promote and organize their own events. Each event would require a minimum of $1000 worth of tickets sold. Once that minimum was reached Mistress Azule would split all profit with the event organizer.

Sara originally had one of her coworkers as her partner. The two of them came up with the name Club Excite for the event. Sara's partner lost interest pretty quickly and quit after about a week.

They were given a day near Sara's actual birthday, so we decided to make it a huge birthday party.

We figured we could trick some of our non kinky friends into attending if they thought it was just a birthday party.

We had three months to prepare. Sara was terrified we would fail and embarrass ourselves. After our first failure, the Star Wars party, she was not too confident we would make any money. We really did not have any experience hosting and promoting events.

I however was on a mission to make something of this opportunity. My work was slow at the time, and I was hungry. I wanted so bad to be part of the dungeon and prove my worth. I didn't just want to be a Dominatrix's boyfriend.

I would take on the responsibility of advertising the events and Sara would handle recruiting the performers and hosting on stage the night of.

The theme she came up with for the event was "A Night in the Garden of Eden". By now Sara had been working at Safehaven long enough to know a few photographers. She scheduled a photo shoot with a woman who also worked at Safehaven to pose with Sara for the event flier.

Unfortunately, last minute the woman had car trouble and canceled on Sara.

Sara then randomly asked a woman she has been talking to through a dating site if she would be interested in posing for the event flier on their first date.

The woman agreed thinking Sara was joking and was surprised when she showed up, and the address was a real dungeon with a photographer on standby.

Sara brought her own pet snake, and the two women posed naked with Sara on top of the woman holding the snake. It just coincidentally covered their visible genitals at the right angle. It had a Garden of Eden, Eve tempted by the snake vibes.

The flier turned out great. I did the lettering around the picture of course (the best part).

The two of them ended up dating for a few months but this woman was an upfront lesbian, and I basically had to let Sara go stay with her on random weekends.

After Raven, Sara just kind of started openly dating women as well as me. She was always promising to find a woman we could share but they always turned out to be lesbians.

For three months I busted my ass every single day. I brainstormed ideas. I handed out fliers. I went on search engines and searched for anywhere I could post about our event.

We had the guys at the local Spencer's gift handing out fliers. We had my skater friends from the neighborhood canvassing the beach. Sara made her rounds at the local bar promoting the event.

We planted as many seeds (advertisements) as possible expecting nothing to grow (no one to show up).

Social media like Facebook was fairly new and not as popular as it is now. I realized if you created event pages and posts on Facebook, people who had befriended you online would receive notifications on their phone.

It was the surest and easiest way to reach them. I started telling people at other Safehaven events to join Facebook, download the app and to befriend our event's profiles.

I even got Jason in New York to send us some T shirts from his clothing brand to give away as raffle prizes. By now Jason was making so much money selling weed he started his own clothing brand. I was his first customer and biggest fan. I paid him for the raffle prizes, and he ended up sending a few extra.

When it came closer to the party day, everyone wanted to help out or be part of the event. We had a roster of Safehaven's best performers. All our friends we had made from the events and the Safehaven employees wanted to bring food, baked goods, snacks, decorations.

Everyone wanted to help out. We had cookies shaped like cocks and chips of every flavor. Numerous sodas and candy. We even provided free booze.

Sara and I purchased drink dispensers and made up two popular drink specials.

I distinctly remember one of the drinks being called "The Angry Mistress" and involving whiskey.

We filled each dispenser to the top and then gave out free cups to our friends. The usual bar manager was not thrilled by us stealing half his customers.

But the free booze appeased people who were performing and helping out for free, and our non-kink friends who were uncomfortable being in a dungeon.

One of Sara's metal head friends slightly resembled Jesus so we purchased him a Jesus costume and invited him to the event to walk around pretending to be Jesus. He became a mascot for the early days of our brand until an incident with him unknowingly making plans to hook up with a person that was transgender turned Jesus off to the dungeon forever.

Sara insisted on using the DJ, DJ Soul Joel, from our local bar Pitcher Place. He wanted to be paid more than what we were given as a DJ budget by Safehaven and we would have to pay about $100 out of pocket.

I will admit, at first, I did not think he was worth paying the extra money, but Sara was certain he was what we needed. This was her birthday after all.

Majority of the events at Safehaven barely broke even, and the dungeon was having trouble reaching the levels of popularity that Passive Arts enjoyed. Many of the people who had made Passive Arts great had moved on to new venues and new dungeons after it burned down.

Funny enough the only regularly occurring event at Safehaven that made decent money was the event hosted by the same people who had shunned us years before. The woman that Klara from the sex shop had known from high school who hosted events at Passive Arts. Their event was now called Exodus and took place at Safehaven every other month.

As far as numbers on social media goes, we had big numbers for our event RSVP list. Bigger than any usual events that happened at Safehaven. We didn't sell tickets online so there was still that doubt that numbers are just numbers, and no one was going to show up.

I had prepared an introduction for Sara but in the end, I sort of chickened out and let the DJ Soul Joel read it. As the event began to start and the first performance got ready on stage, Soul Joel got everyone's attention, and the venue went silent.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Doms and subs, and anyone and everyone in between. It is my pleasure to introduce a woman who needs no introduction. At our local bar she's known as the Pitcher Place Punisher. In Hollywood they call her the House of Blues Humiliator. And to everyone around the dungeon who has to listen to her music, she is the Heavy Metal Mistress. Put your hands together for our host of the evening..... Mistress Tetra!"

It was perfect. Although Sara had complained about being nervous and unprepared she went up on stage and was a natural. I stood in the back near the bar with Leo and surveyed the scene. The dungeon was fuller than I had ever seen before.

Chapter 44: Fire in the Hole