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Introduction from Atrium: Normally, our blog should only contain reports from the Atrium team. We are making an exception here, as the author not only praises our studio, but his report is also a tribute to the former Studio Avalon, which we could hardly have expressed better.
Let me introduce myself, “Berlin Masochist”.
I live in Berlin and am a fan, a “slave”, of Mistress [Bella Lugosi]/crew/mistress-bella-lugosi/), with whom I have sessioned roughly once a month for the past two years when this has been possible. I am on what Mistress Bella has aptly called a “sensorische Entdeckungsreise”, a journey of sensory discovery, in which we explore new and heightened ways to take advantage of one’s increased tolerance of pain and the lowering of the disgust reflex when one is aroused.
Mistress Bella has joined the team at the spanking new Atrium studio and I was excited to be heading for a first session in the new venue. In fact, I had been fantasising about what facilities it might have - what would I include in a BDSM studio? One of the features I had missed since the closure of Avalon was "The Corridor" - I always loved the walk from the changing room to the dungeon, because it was through a semi-public space, and an extra frisson was added to the humiliation. If I were to design a BDSM studio, it would have a shared space like the Avalon corridor, somewhere where you can be seen if that is your desire, or your identity protected if you prefer.
Mistress Bella had told me the studio was easy to find, at Wilhelm-Kabus-Str. 21-35. In fact, there are two properties using that address, their forecourts separated by a fence. The first entrance I came to looked nothing like the picture she'd sent me. Confused, I cycled a bit further, and found a structure on the next plot of land with the same house numbers, and this turned out to be the right building. As I was ten minutes early, I had a look around and discovered several vacant parking spaces reserved for Atrium guests: that could come in handy one day if I drive there. Another plus point: there is a bench outside the building to sit on and wait - not close enough to the entrance to make your intentions obvious, but useful, as I always aim to be a few minutes early.
There is a lift, but I took the stairs and was met by my mistress at the top. And then I took a step through the door and felt myself embraced by a magical, erotic space. Closing the door shuts out the everyday lighting and sounds of vanilla life; the visitor is swallowed up in a dimly-lit other world, full of possibilities yet to be revealed. A big plus point for newbies: we passed comfy armchairs placed just inside the entrance: random subs can take a seat and nervously discuss turning their fantasies into reality with one of the wonderful dommes on duty that day. We entered a large area with not just an appropriately decorated Christmas tree and a table where a dozen people can meet and eat together, but also with various items of BDSM paraphernalia like a vacuum bed and fetish chairs.
Mistress Bella took me into a private room full of BDSM equipment, but it was the "public" area that fascinated me. As an exhibitionist, I yearn for others to witness my pain and degradation, and ideally to join in inflicting it on me. Just typing that sentence gives me an erection. We left my clothes in the private room, but agreed to use the public area - and I was hard from that moment onwards. This was even better than the corridor at Avalon. We had a blindfold ready in case a guest should arrive who didn't want their face to be seen, but I wore no mask and revelled in the sensation of being on public view.
The session in the public space, with me strapped into a fetish chair, was great fun. For the first time in one of our sessions since the Avalon days, another domme stopped by to see what we were up to. This feeling of camaraderie amongst the dom(me)s is such a boon for the guests. The big boss, the Dominus, also stopped by, and I was introduced as being a regular. Glad to see a slave enjoying his suffering, he expressed appreciation of my (continuing) erection, and I complimented him on the facility.
After the session, Bella gave me a tour of the many private rooms, and the human toilet area which was still under construction. All the themed rooms were excellent - but it's the large central space that has me in its thrall. I imagine myself as an object of contempt, spat on and verbally humiliated by strangers, with people seeing me trying to cope with the pain, laughing at my distress, hurting me. Or subject to sensory deprivation, with no idea who is tormenting me, and whether other people are also in the room. Or strapped in a chair during a media event or press conference in the presence of vanilla visitors.
What a great place we now have here in Berlin! Designed a passionate expert, staffed by out-of-this-world specialists catering for every perverted need: may it host much suffering, humiliation and degradation!
Vielen Dank an "Berlin Masochist", den Gast von Mistress Bella Lugosi, für den wunderbaren Bericht und das Lob zum Studio.
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