Author's Note:All Hallows’ Eve is said to be a night when spirits walk the earth, but times change and spirits change with them. However sometimes even they are surprised by the results. Happy Halloween everyone.*
It was a nice party, I concluded as I stalked through the sea of humanity perched on precariously high stiletto heels, leather and latex sheathing the curves of my body, a permanent smile etched onto my lips as I took in the atmosphere. I had never visited this club before, indeed only sheer whim had led me inside tonight and I found myself regretting that. From what I had seen so far the place was delightfully kinky and I made a mental note to become a more regular customer. Tonight however was special as Halloween celebrations were in full swing. The place had been decorated meticulously with streamers in orange and black, ghostly effigies hung from the ceiling and pumpkins abounded on the bar as well as the various tables. Low lights and a thin fog complimented the atmosphere and lent the place a strange gloom. It was silly and cheesy and I loved it. Music filled the air, performed live from a small stage set on the far side of the dance floor, clearly audible over the sound of dozens of overlapping conversations. The band itself definitely caught my attention though and I made another note to see if this was a special performance or if they were a regular features. The four girls on stage were pretty, but more than that each dressed in a way that exemplified a particular fetish. Hell, the drummer seemed to be wearing nothing but strategically placed ropes and a ball gag. I silently tipped my non-existent hat to whomever owned this place, they most definitely had good taste.
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