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Spreadsheets, Spankings & Soundproofing: Mistress Eve Builds Her Empire Posted by Mistress Eve of Walsall, United Kingdom |
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Let me tell you something, my darlings — no one tells you how much project management goes into creating the perfect den of debauchery.
You see, while others are busy flipping properties or opening vegan cafés, I, Mistress Eve, have embarked on a far more elevated mission: constructing the West Midlands’ most exclusive, premium BDSM and fetish venue. We’re talking velvet, steel, discipline, decadence — the works. And let me assure you, it’s not all latex and lube. It’s moodboards, manpower, and moments of absolute madness.
The Blueprint for Kink Royalty
When I set out to build this dungeon — no, this temple to temptation — I didn’t just want a place to swing a flogger. I wanted a sanctuary for sinners. A palace of pleasure and pain. The Midlands has long needed a serious upgrade in its kink scene, and I’ve graciously decided to provide it.
But first… came the spreadsheets.
Yes. Mistress Eve now moonlights as a project manager, wrangling builders and deliveries like misbehaving subs. Do you know how disappointingly vanilla most builders are? I’m out here explaining the weight capacity of a ceiling beam because it needs to support a suspension cage — and he’s asking if it’s for a chandelier. Darling, in a way, yes.
Interior Design: Red, Black & Designer Bruises
Each room is being crafted with precision and perversion in mind. From the luxurious leather walls to the silky blackout curtains and stain-resistant flooring (for reasons), this place will cater to every taste — from the mildly curious to the deliciously depraved.
We’ve got themed rooms galore:
• The Pain Parlor – impact toys neatly displayed like fine art.
• The Obedience Office – strict, clinical, and perfect for corporate humiliation.
• The Medical Wing – you haven’t lived until you’ve seen a gynaecology chair in candlelight.
• The Latex Cathedral – reflective surfaces, vacuum beds, and a smell that says “sacred and sweaty.”
• The Aftercare Nook – warm tea, soft music, and snuggles for sinners.
Every room must flow — energy, access, ambiance. The cross goes there, the suspension rig needs that much clearance, and the throne? Oh, she gets a spotlight. Obviously.
Furniture Follies and Kink IKEA
Choosing the right dungeon furniture is like buying couture: custom-built, surprisingly pricey, and absolutely essential. I’ve spent days evaluating stocks, leathers, restraints, hinges, and hydraulics. My clipboard is now an accessory to power.
I now know more about stainless steel than I ever wanted to — and yet not enough to avoid the Great Spanking Bench Debacle of last week. (Long story short: too wide for punishment, too narrow for play. It’s now a very stylish coffee table.)
Soundproofing: Hilarious, Yet Essential
Let’s talk about the funniest part of all this: soundproofing.
It turns out screams do carry. And so, I’ve brought in some lovely professionals to pad every wall, every floor, and every ceiling. Some of them are in on the fun — obedient little subs who jump when I crack a whip near the stairwell. They take pride in making sure every moan is muffled and every thud is kept within these sacred walls.
And then… there are the vanilla contractors. Ohhh, the innocent souls.
They think they’re working on a “performance art space.” (I mean… they’re not wrong?) One even asked if it was a recording studio. I just nodded and offered him a glass of water in a goblet shaped like a butt plug. He didn’t question it.
It’s honestly become a game: keeping the kink hidden in plain sight. I once had to distract one of the electricians with a packet of Hobnobs while a Dominatrix carried a St. Andrew’s Cross past the front door.
The Bigger Vision: Midlands to the Masses
This isn’t just my little kinky castle. No, this is going to be the heart of a national and European scene. Workshops, play parties, pro sessions, social nights, exclusive memberships… This is a home for the old guard and the newly curious. An international hub where elegance meets edge.
London, Berlin, Amsterdam? Watch your backs. The Midlands is coming — corseted, collared, and ready to crack the whip.
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So yes, my loves, it’s chaos. It’s construction. It’s more paint samples and padlocks than I care to count. But it’s also thrilling. It’s wild. It’s mine.
And very soon, it will be yours too.
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