Entering the club from the underground parking garage entrance a valet parks your vehicle, if you have potential, which being allowed in line you must have. Waiting in line behind velvet ropes you ponder over why that person stepping out of the Mercedes walked right in. While waiting you look to a corner where behind velvet ropes sits over a several million dollars worth of cars.
Finally being let in after a hefty club fee one walks down a long hallway lit from above with long fluorescent lights that flicker like some horror movie, metal detectors set every 15 ft decorate the hallway along with tall antique gilded tarnished mirrors, double sided one would take a guess but what rests on the other side of them is anyone's. You arrive at huge gothic stone archway, engraved with runs and sparkling with gems stepping through you are lead right into a huge steel cage.
Two lines form leading to guards on each side where booth style bulletproof windows rest. The guards dressed in black leather pants and black t-shirts appear to be dosed to the gills with steroids. They nod at you from behind mirrored shades, "Weapons?" no matter your answer you are given a thorough pat down and sweep of a wand.
Anything found is tagged and scanned into a blackberry device
Then slid through one of the booths window to a hot blonde in similar clothing. She hands you a plastic card after copying your id smiling her voice pleasant and vibrant she says "Have a great night and you can pick those up when you leave. Please don't lose your card" the bouncers wave you through.
Stepping through the wide security doors, the driving beat of the dark industrial gothic music swells over you as the lights from high in the 4 story ceiling flash over the decadence below. Men and Women in all states of dress and undress writhe to the music , in the corners erotic and not so erotic displays are seen. You have stepped into a den of inequity by the amount of leather, latex, chains and collars seen about.
A large circular stage rests in the middle of the football field sized dance floor and is packed with a mixture of Goths, gangers,
High fashion and everyone else.
Along the outskirts of the dance floor various styles of seating are offered from tables, to pits with couches, to cozy alcoves hung with dark blue velvet curtains, what rests within some of those alcoves are the tools of BDSM.
Looking up a huge cage hangs suspended over the club a sign HEAVEN`S GATE flares to life in fire all the while the unseen emphatic DJ grooves inside. 13 hanging iron cages dangle from high above holding dancers in them dressed in black leather strapping, their faces hidden behind masks, hair pulled up high in topknots to flow over their wickedly exposed lush forms.
Something dark draws your eye to what appear as bodies dangling from their feet and wrapped in blood red body bags each hanging by a silver chain with a large hook. One would swear they writhe and twitch to the music as they hang from the multi story ceiling with its massive sound and lighting system.
Heading further into the massive dark club, a chill of excitement runs up your spine, as you look about at all the various states of dress. Against three of four walls rest flowing bars with steel bar stools, behind each massive mirrors reflect club lights while above them large plasma TVs flood you with graphic images of BDSM, Violence, Sex, Music Videos , Blood and much more.
Along the wall with no bars rests banks of elevators, some requiring a key , where two do not and lead one to the parking garage, others are whispered to lead to more private areas for the dark play that is hinted within the area you stand.
Not far from that elevator are set on a platform that is three
Steps up from the main floor is a large booth set upon a dais, a large wrap around couch in blood red leather is the prominent item, a table rests in the center and heavy black velvet curtains hang on each side allowing for more privacy when needed.
The platform rests to the side of one of the main bars, which draws your attention for a curving set of double stairs frames the blue lighted bar. Flowing in gothic elegance upwards to meet a landing, that bows out overlooking the crowd below.
A large male stands guard dressed in a stylish suit, an ear piece and mic can be seen. From there to each side the balcony you saw below flows along, metal work gleaming to allow any of the occupants of the plush alcoves to view across and below when desire, allowing themselves to be seen or not, what happens on this level is whispered below to be the place to be.
From below or on the stairs one spot upon the balcony is easily seen as it rests at the very end, a plush and opulent den of silken pillows and a large curving blood red velvet couch. A large table of glass rests in front within large deadly snakes of virbrant green, yellows and earthtones curl contently in their own small habitats.
Black sheers ripple in the breeze of the air conditioning against heavy velvet crimson curtains with gold tassles. Ornate lamps rest upon tall marble colums flicker soft light to those that recline within. Behind the wall of decadence an elevator shimmers behind black sheers.
As you stop and stare upon the stairs the guard smiles at you and says "You do not have a membership or invitation of one who does to be up here please return to the club and enjoy your time here at Heaven's Gate"
