A Night at the Cathedral

Dark, edgy, BDSM fantasy. In the underground rooms of the Cathedral, no one can hear you scream. "Several candles flicker in the unused fireplace and, as my eyes adjust to this light, I take in the room’s sparse furnishings. One chair, high-backed and covered in dark velvet. A long wooden table that could easily seat a dozen good men (- or one very bad one). And, in the centre of the room, two large metal rings embedded in the stone floor, each with a rope threaded through..."