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The club was well hidden. A massive stone hotel that was refurbished and renovated was used. The building was beautiful and it was upscale, welldressed employees from the young men and a few girls that drove the cars for the clients to the maids and bouncers. The logo was a large antlered stag but the club had no true name just the Stag logo. Which was perfect as all one had to do was show the logo on their membership card. And it prevented intruders from coming in. Now, how could this place be so well hidden? Its easy to hide in plain sight. The real business was actually towards the back and you had to go through multiple checkpoints to reach it. This is a wealthy man's discreet Gay Club.
Once in the doors to the main attraction, you would see the bar iluminated from the inside with gentle lights that made the bottles of alchohol glow. The bar was made of dark mahogany wood and black marble stone. the bar stools were of the same make and sturdy. The floor was the dark wood also. The runway in the center and to the sides were of dark grey marble stone with a pole on the end of the 3 walkways. There were large white lounge couches around the ends of the runway to accommodate parties. The curtains were a dark purple and the cushions of the same color on the couches with that dark mahogany wood for tables and chairs. The lights were soft for the most part but would go all out when the main events and parties got started.
There were private rooms for private shows (wink, wink). But where many wanted to go was the VIP section at the second floor. A spiral staircase at the back corner was hidden but two large bouncers stood guard only a black and gold membership card could get you in or if you had the black and silver pass (it showed you were with a VIP member). The card is scanned and that person is allowed entrance. All the VIP sections are the same in a way, they all have the same color scheme as the first floor and the same dark woods and marble. But the privliges are what people really love. The dancers and staff can give private shows and also serve food directly to the customer, also the customer can have a pick of the young men that work their (have to be screened for this and each employee is given options on what is allowed and not).
The owner of the club has his own lounge room that overlooks the entire club on the third floor (also has the offices of the security, food and management to the other side of the third floor away from the noise). His lounge is private and the glass is one way that you can look out but not be seen (especially if you want to fuck your lover against the window). He keeps an eye on all the comings and going of the clients and the employees, especially if something is wrong. There have been a hand full of incidents with rowdy customers but nothing that truly warranted drastic means (Aurors).
Now, the owner as he sits and watches being bored out of his mind sits straighter when he sees a tall, pale and black haired man strut onto the main runway and to the center pole.