Daves Fairgound – Background

Dave was a 55-year-old guy who had been planning his extreme fairground since he was in his early 20’s. He had become a very successful businessman and had seen his net worth grow considerably over the years to the point he could afford to bring his plans to become reality.

Over the years in his steel fabrication business, he had always been very hands on and had learnt all the necessary skills to enable him to move his plans forward and was more than capable of making the adjustments to his rides.

Dave had a very nice house in which he had built himself an underground secure playroom. He hosted many parties which often spanned a whole weekend, some guests were very happy to receive invites to these parties, other guests had no choice but to attend the parties, they were not so lucky, all survived but some were not the same for many months after. But these parties were only a prelude to what he had in mind and a way of building a client base to enjoy his new attractions.

Dave’s house was very private and was set in a very large woodland covering many acres, the house and woodland were set back from a small country lane and his drive was 2 miles long before you arrived at the house and the woodland beyond. His drive and land were protected by a very high solid fence which ran round the entire perimeter, 2 sets of large electric gates gave entry to the drive, the first allowed you into a secure area, only after the first set had closed would the second set open, allowing 1 car at a time to enter the compound.

Many years ago, Dave had begun to clear a large section of the woodland, it was a deep section and was still surrounded by a thick wooded area, you could say very well hidden, he had planted more trees and bushes in the outer area to further protect the centre.

He had spent a few years acquiring the fairground rides he wanted, not really worrying about the state of repair they were in as he was planning to modify them all anyway. He had set himself up a very nice workshop with all the equipment to progress his dream. His grounds were starting to look like a fairground graveyard. One by One Dave worked on his rides concentrating on one at a time until he was happy it worked in the way he had dreamt. His personal maid Jen got a first-hand ride to make sure they worked as he would hope, some adjustments were made as the testing continued. Jen started to dread the sign that a new ride was almost complete.

Dave had met his live-in maid Jen on a bdsm dating website, she was 25 years younger than him, he saw her profile and personal advert with pictures, and he knew straight away he wanted her. They exchanged emails and texts over several months, she had expressed to him that she had nobody in her life anymore, both parents had been killed in a car crash some years before and she had been getting deeper and deeper into the submission game, now understanding that she needed a true master that would take her in, she would be his and do whatever master decided.

Jen had made the break, she sold her assets, quit her job, and arranged for Dave to collect her from the local bus station, she stood waiting for him dressed as instructed in soft pumps, a light simple dress, no underwear, a wig, and cap and carrying only a small bag of personal effects, he had told her that he would be providing a suitable attire for her once she had arrived.