After that, they were welcomed upstairs. Someone took their coats and bags with the lockbox containing their phones, and at the top of the stairs they ceased to be among normal civilisation, surrounded now by only the scantily-clad fetishistic attendees of this exclusive orgy. Many wore skimpy lingerie like Mei, others in leather straps or full garments, there were a lot of collars, masks, leashes and chains; Ankita even in her dangerously short dress was by-far one of the more conservative, but there were others in suggestive dresses too. She felt wrong here, in a parallel dimension where not only was perversion celebrated unabashedly, but where it might even be derided if your habits weren't salacious enough. Uncomfortable though she was, it actually made her feel a lot better about ever
