Here's a funny story regarding the dungeon there, when I went outside to take a northern lights break, this well dressed sista sat down on the bench nearby to smoke one of those mini cigars with the white tips, not sure the brand. She noticed my media badge and asked me if I checked out her dungeon. I told her it wasn't my thing and that when I saw some fat dude getting spanked I got outta there. Her eyes got cold and evil like a reptile, she then informed me she was Mistress C, the mistress in charge of said dungeon area and scolded me for being close minded. I was ready for her to pull out a paddle and attack, but luckily for me she regained her composure when she realized I wasn't one of her submissives and then we had a civilized conversation about the bdsm lifestyle.