Euphoria (Audio Script)

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Hair done, makeup done.

Legs waxed.

I don’t normally get this dolled up but… tonight’s special.

Or, at least I want it to be.

I want to feel… confident.

No, more than confident.

I want to feel cocky.

The mini-makeover I had this afternoon got me about halfway there.

Now I’m just… nervous.

I have no idea how this is going to go.

I’m pretty sure we got everything we need.

We’ve got lube, our favorite toys, door code for when we get there…

“Oh babe, did you remember to grab the condoms from the nightstand?”

“Got ’em.”

“And my phone is fully charged, in case we want to film anything.

Oh, yeah—did you also—”

“Hey, relax.

We’ve got everything.

We’re prepared.

All that’s left to do is just… do it.”

“Yeah.

Yeah, you’re right.

Okay… I’m freaking out a little.”

“Yeah, me too.

This is… well, it’s not our average Saturday night, that’s for sure.”

You rest your hand on my knee as you’re driving, giving it a little squeeze.

You take my hand in yours, raise it to your lips, and give it a gentle kiss without taking your eyes off the road.

I sit back in my seat a little and try to just… empty my mind.

I’m nervous, but… the thought of what we’re about to do… I can’t focus on anything else.

I keep thinking back to when we first met Alyssa and David at the Vamp Room, five or six months ago.

I’ve seen kink demonstrations before but nothing like what they were doing.

She was suspended from the ceiling… held in place by long coils of ropes… endless knots holding her still in these insane positions.

It was mesmerizing… watching David’s hands tying those intricate knots.

I just remember being so turned on by Alyssa, the way her body flexed, how… helpless she looked.

It wasn’t the first time I’d ever thought about sex with a woman before, but… it was the first time I knew that I wanted to try it.

And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since.

After the demo, I bucked up every ounce of courage I had and dragged you over to introduce ourselves.

We’ve spent so much time together since then.

Camping, Sunday morning brunches, double date nights.

We’ve talked endlessly about the boring stuff: our jobs, hobbies, favorite TV shows.

And then we started having the fun conversations: sex, kinks, fantasies.

And it’s all led to this.

An invitation to Euphoria.

“It’s a right on Wellington, right?

Can you just double-check the instructions real quick?”

“Oh, yeah—hang on…

Okay, her text says right on Wellington,

and it’s the second house on the left.”

As soon as you turn onto the right street, I start scanning our surroundings for something… I don’t know what.

A house with a giant neon sign?

A sex swing in the front yard?

I mean, this place is exclusive and members-only, so I’m guessing it’s going to be pretty inconspicuous.

From what I understand you have to be referred in by someone who is already a member.

Lucky for us, our new friends have been members for over a year now.

“There it is.

It says… parking in the back.

Ah, here we go.”

You pull into the parking lot at the back of the building.

It’s just a regular townhouse by the looks of it.

I mean, it’s huge… but it doesn’t scream ‘orgy sex house.’

I run my hand along the cool bricks as we make our way to the front door.

You grip my other hand and give a reassuring squeeze.

A man in a white dress-shirt and a black skinny tie greets us.

You fumble around in your pocket for your phone.

You manage to find the code David sent us so we can check in as his guests, and the doorman scans it.

“This is… wow.”

“This place is incredible.”

It’s like an architect’s wet dream in here.

Huge modern light fixtures hang over vintage hardwood floors.

Splashy subway tile lines the walls.

Every surface, every corner is filled with soft light and something to look at.

Almost like a hotel lobby where every room leads to a new adventure.

My stomach flips as I follow you further inside.

In the kitchen to our left, a woman lies spread out across a long marble counter, her body completely bare except for carefully placed slices of kiwi, melon, and dragonfruit.

“Let’s try to find David and Alyssa.

They said to meet them in 118, right?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

We turn away from the main room and head down a narrow hall.

Most of the rooms we pass have the door closed and no way to see inside, but some have a small square window cut into the door.

I catch a glimpse of a couple in front of a crowd through the third door on the left.

Three women enjoying what seems to be a very intense session in a room marked massage parlor...

I’ve never seen anything like this before.

I can practically feel the energy in the air buzzing around us.

The last door on the left is… 118.

Oh god, this is really about to happen.

“Come in!”

You swing the door open and my jaw drops a little.

Alyssa is spread out on the bed in the center of the room, her hands tied to either side of the headboard.

She’s wearing a red leather collar, and nothing else.

David sits on the bed next to her, a leash wrapped around his fist.

He looks up at us and there’s something so comfortable about the little smile on the side of his mouth, so casual.

Like this is the most normal thing in the world.

“Hi.

Find the place okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, it was fine.

Yeah, thanks for the directions. And the invite.

This place is great.”

“Looks like you’ve started without us.”

“She was eager, weren’t you, baby? Tell them what we were just talking about… ”

“Mmm, well…

I want you to fuck me.”

Her eyes scan over to me and my heart skips a beat.

There’s this look in her eyes… this intensity…

My thighs clench together as I take in the sight of her.

Her skin looks so soft… and her hair… fanning out across the pillow…

I have a sudden desire to touch her breasts, to put my mouth around them…

“And I want them to watch.”

I bite down on my lip a little too hard at the thought of touching her, having her underneath me.

I’ve never been with a woman before, but… I just… I want her.

“What do you think?”

You place your hand on my shoulder and brush my hair back.

Your lips are just below my ear.

“Do you want to fuck her?”

“Yeah.”

David unclips the leash from Alyssa’s collar and moves to stand next to us.

“We’ll be over here.”

David gives you a nod, directing you to a seat in the chair next to the bed.

You settle into the chair, splaying your legs apart slightly as he moves to the foot of the bed.

“Hey.

Come here first.”