Micheal's dark eyes trailed over her beautiful legs before flicking back up to meet her gaze as she stepped away from him.  Her compliments were well received and he gave her a knowing smile as he nodded.  The club was in full swing now, with the music blaring and people mingled with drinks in hand but the real party was happening below.  If she was to be his assistant, she would have to know about it and the lifestyle that came with it.<br/><br/>"Indeed.  I love it here but this is only half of it."<br/><br/>Wordlessly, he took her hand and led her towards the secret elevator that gave access to the sublevel below their feet.  It was often referred to as the "Sanctuary" but most people simply knew what the others were talking about and left it nameless.  It was only whispered about for fear of being judged or letting their kinky secrets loose.  Micheal did his best to keep the existence of the kinkier side of his business out of the wrong ears and so far, he had been more than diligent enough to only attract those clients he wanted involved.  They walked down a small access hallway behind the bar and soon were standing in front of a featureless wall.  He paused and turned to his new assistant.<br/><br/>"Tell me something, Nora.  What do you know of BDSM?"