The Mysterious Anonymous–Part Deux

I shivered slightly in the entryway of the Gallery as I waited to check in. Although I was wearing a shimmery, barely-there dress as Anonymous had instructed, I wasn't cold--just excited. The scene before me unfolded with as much mystery and throbbing desire as the weeks of teasing correspondence promised. I craned my neck to scan the room. Where was Anonymous? How would I even recognize them in this room of sexy bodies dressed to kill? 

Anonymous had been dropping clues as we texted, in between messages that made my nipples hard and my panties wet–growing up somewhere they learned to be good at keeping secrets… “camouflage,” they said. And something about quilts. But how would those details help me identify my secret admirer?

I fingered the five “microchips” I was given at check in, wondering how to spend them. A mocktail at the bar? A tarot reading to shed some light on the mysterious Anonymous? (other?)  I strolled through the Gallery, moving sinuously to the music that filled the space. There was a beautiful woman in black leather smiling wickedly down on a man kneeling at her feet over in the corner. Another woman was squirming against the cross as her Mistress brought a riding crop down across her juicy ass in perfect time with the music’s beat.

A bearded man in a tuxedo was sitting for a bootblack. Mmmmm…. Tuxedo and boots! Another sexy human in a trench coat and fedora winked at me before graciously accepting a mocktail from the bartender. Could this be Anonymous? I started moving toward the bar, but as they tangled their fingers in the hair of the person next to them and led them toward the dance floor, I realized I’d been mistaken.

“One microchip to have your cards read,’ the Tarot reader called to me. 

Why not? I thought, and handed her one of my chips. As she shuffled the deck of cards, she asked me to think of my question. 

“Actually, I said, I’m looking for someone in particular. Someone mysterious, who invited me to this party. Can the cards help me find them?”

She winked at me. Again, with the winking. “I think a lot of people are looking for your friend Anonymous. Seems to be a game they like to play. I can offer you a clue, if you’d like, for the price of another microchip. Oh, and your cards say that you will meet someone with a message for you, and that you’ll find what you are looking for, although it may take some time.”

Come help us unravel the secret of Anonymous and partake in the intriguing delights of Black Ties and Alibis on NYE!

Gallery Erato - 309 1st Ave S.

Friday, December 31, 8:30 pm - 12:30 am

CSPC Members and Invited Guests, 18+ with ID

Tickets: $50

Dress to impress as we uncover seductive secrets at the final BDSM party of 2021! Your entry includes:

• Dance floor & music by our “licensed to thrill” professional DJs

• Generous BDSM playspace

• Myselfspace for solo, voyeur, exhibitionist fun

• Spy game (opt-in) “Codenames” 

• Tantalizing Interrogation Scene

• Guess who Anonymous is to win an amazing “Date Night & the Morning After” Basket (one winner)

• A midnight virgin(!) toast

• 5 Microchips to be used towards our premium perks!

 Premium Perks:

• Tarot Reading

• Bootblacking for your luscious leather

• Mocktails including Mystery Mimosas, the Shirley Templar, and our own Secret Cider

• Commemorative photo

• Extra clues to who Anonymous is

• Live Auction for fabulous next level tools of the trade and a Paddlepalooza preview!

• Sybian Rides

• Additional Microchips may be purchased at the party $20/20 by donation online at the Registration table

Come discover lifestyle decadence as we ring in the New Year together!

Intrigued? Join us! Party tickets must be pre-purchased online!