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“download attachment,” and headed for the kitchen to pour a hefty glass of Chardonnay.
    Back at the computer, Claire opened the questionnaire.
     
    Hello, Claire. Welcome to the first day of your new life! A life of freedom—freedom to unleash the wild, savage hungers that lie deep in your soul. Freedom to indulge the powerful cravings you’ve denied all these years—or discover new, exotic thrills. Bondage, fantasy role playing, exhibitionism, spanking, age regression, ménage a trois—all these and more can be yours to experience and enjoy when you come to The Dark Side of The Moon.
    Only one thing is required of you— complete honesty . We cannot satisfy your forbidden desires unless you share them with us. Treat this form like a diary—a diary that asks you intimate questions. Pour out your heart. Tell us your naughty secrets. Describe the kinky scenes you envision when you make yourself come all alone in the dark hours of the night. It’s sort of like a game of Truth or Dare. Only if you dare to answer with the truth will you win the chance to have an adventure beyond your wildest dreams.
     
    Fortified with half a bottle of wine, Claire poured out her soul on the pages of the questionnaire. Two nights later, her phone rang.
    “Claire, this is Lady Gwen,” a sultry voice announced. “I’ve just been going over your application, and I wanted to take a few moments to chat with you.”
    Claire muttered something unintelligible, gripping the phone nervously.
    “You say that you’ve always secretly fantasized about being submissive, of having someone take control and force you to do all the wicked things you secretly yearn to do. But you’ve never actually been in that position. Is that right?”
    Claire nodded and then realized Gwen couldn’t see her. “Uh, yes,” she stammered.
    Gwen laughed. “Well, my dear, we can certainly arrange to make that fantasy come true. In fact, it’s one we specialize in here at The Dark Side.”
    Claire was jerked back to the present when the limo rolled to a stop again. “Ladies, please feel free to remove your blindfolds now,” came the deep voice from the intercom by the driver’s seat. “We have reached our destination. You are about to experience The Dark Side of the Moon.”

Chapter Two
     
     
    All five women ripped off the leather blindfolds. Claire surreptitiously looked around to see if she could determine which of her fellow passengers was sitting with a skirt hiked up around her waist. The guilty party had apparently covered herself when the limo slowed, since everyone seemed to have their clothing in place. The others were all gazing eagerly out the windows—all except the woman who had introduced herself as Melody. She was staring down at her hands as if ashamed to meet the eyes of the other occupants.
    They were parked in front of a pair of tall, stacked stone pillars supporting wide wrought iron gates. Kyle typed an access code into a metal box near the left pillar, and the gates slowly parted. He started up a long blacktopped drive lined with Bradford pear trees just coming into bloom. A narrow strip of rough-cut meadow flanked the driveway on both sides, butting up to thick forest.
    They headed up the driveway for about a quarter mile, winding uphill all the way. Finally around a curve, a stone and wood structure appeared. If she imagined the perfect mountain lodge, it would look just like this. Set on an acre of open lawn, the center portion was close to three stories tall, with long, single-story wings on each side. The blacktopped drive ended in a circle in front of a flagstone path leading to the wide, covered entry porch. Massive timbers on each corner of the porch held up a cedar shake roof over the entryway. A heavy wood door stood in a wall faced with the same stacked stone as the pillars at the front gates. Oversized bronze lanterns flanked both sides of the door. The floor of the entry was a mosaic of two-foot square slabs of cut stone in