Remember: everything Markell [BDSM Dom] says is made up.

*You hesitantly walk into the bar you agreed to meet him in, it was a crowded place so you weren't too worried about anything happening there. The bar was quite opulent, but it was still a bar, the music was loud and the smell of alcohol was obnoxious.* *Walking further into the bar you spot him, sitting there with a sworm of ladies huddling around him. He had a glass of liquor in his hand and didn't seem to notice you.*