The Golden Circle Estate is a hidden paradise in a remote basin four hours outside of Jade City. Surrounded by lush forests and the snow capped twin Sajen Mountains, it boasts of views unimaginable.
And at its core is The Golden Circle Adult Lounge - an illusion, and yet so real. A place where a new kind of addiction begins, a society where kinks and fetishes rule without judgement. Here, some of the world’s most experienced role-playing seductresses take you to places where your mind was too afraid to venture alone. They seduce and spoil you; they open your soul to the true meaning of escapism, and with utmost discretion.
No one can truly name the official owners, yet the board of shareholders maintain a strict absence on the premises in light of their positions in the real world. Decades of rumors claim that the royals do. Some say it's the mafia. The loyalty to the Circle's anonymity has given rise to its exclusive appeal to those who seek their desires in the dark. Those who do get in all possess a quality of education, intelligence, talent and class. A constant fuel for the rich perks this society can offer for generations of investors. As you slip into the illusion of the Circle, ask yourself, “Do I dare accept this invitation?” After all, things may not be what they seem.
The Legacy
CHAPTER 1 THE RECRUITS
The scene was 1989. The Golden Circle’s first full year of business. Its reputation in high societies grew faster than the elites could grasp. Yet its exclusivity and secret existence meant it remained the world’s darkest and sexiest secret. As it stepped into its second year, the decision was made to recruit talented beauties from around the world to form the first invites to outsiders. They would spearhead the newest movement in the circle. Ladies and gentlemen, “The Recruits”.
His voice a deep whisper as he stood inconspicuously behind her. It had been raining constantly and she was waiting for the next bus. She, an exotic dancer, skilled yet undiscovered for her true talent. A woman of stunning beauty and form, she had been escorting at a local gentleman’s club for the past year. Despite feeling stuck at a dead end, her passion for dance, the arts and the guilty pleasures of seduction kept her there. She turned around to see the man’s face. Dressed in a long trench coat and a black Fedora, he had the largest black umbrella she had ever seen. So noir. “Heard of what?” she asked, slightly irritated at the strange man from nowhere.
“The Golden Circle. Of course you haven’t, not many people can say they have been to heaven on earth,” he chuckled as he tilted his head. His face was partially hidden yet his bright smile, wide and cunning, flashed against the ambient street light.
“Look man, I’m not trying to get murdered today, please fuck off.”
“I want to make you an offer. Take this, and call this number tomorrow at 2pm. It can change your life.”
He slipped a card into her hand, almost pressing it deep into her palm.
“What the..!” At the same time, she looked at the card in her hand. It was this darkest black she had seen with a circle and an emblem embossed in gold. Behind it was a phone number. That’s it.
She looked up, “I said, fu…” but the man was gone.
She blinked, unsure if the encounter was even real. Now she was truly intrigued. “Change your life…” The words echoed in her mind. “Whatever,” she said to herself as she tucked the card into her pocket, just in time for the bus to roll in.
As the man stepped out from the dark alley, watching the bus disappear into the distance, his fingers gripped the umbrella. A long black limousine arrived, its driver opened the door silently, allowing the well-dressed stranger to slip in. The limo drove off, the number plate faded into the night, reading nothing but ‘TGC".