SEVEN SINS BDSM PARLOR

Seven Sins BDSM Parlor stands at 56 Summer Street, a white stone trimmed structure located in the heart of Boston's Downtown Crossing Shopping Area. Designed by Charles Bulfinch, it was built in the Federal style with classical domes, columns, and ornamentality that dominated early 19th-century American architecture. The shop boasts a three-story, rising spiral staircase, oval drawing room and a balustraded parapet. Nathaniel purchased it for a pittance, but to restore it back to its formal glory was not cheap. Nate had spent nearly $80,000 in renovations due to the infestation of carpenter ants that damaged its interior. The contractors he hired for the job had to gut it out completely. 

After the renovations were completed, the shop interior had an airy feel with its lofty ceilings, curved chrome and glass stairs that led to two floors of fun and games. Nathaniel Roshan achieved many accolades because of the success of his two other Seven Sins BDSM Parlors. Since the grand opening of his London shop, he had accumulated a net worth well over $456 million, so he definitely had the means to pay up. Wanting to restore the building's Yankee glory, he hired architectural specialists to preserve its curved walls and domes, and decorated them with elaborate plasterwork and striking mixed colour schemes using newly affordable paints in bloodwine, raven black, winter white, and pink blush. 

Blending the old with the new, Nathaniel updated the electrical system and hardwired the structure with the internet capability needed for the four 55" flat screen televisions that were mounted on three of the downstairs walls and one upstairs, plus the multi-line telephony and computerized checkout system. It hadn't been a simple task for Nathaniel to gain the support of a homogenous, xenophobic group that formed the Downtown Crossing Coalition Nathaniel had to jump through so many political hoops to prove that his shop wasn't something that was going to make the businesses around his lose capital, or draw vagrants and crack heads to his doors. 

In order to get approval from the Coalition, Nathaniel had to create a presentation of his business to show the purpose of what his shop actually was, and state the benefits to the community. At the end of the three hour meeting, he received a vote of 24-8 to open his high-end, upscale boutique of erotic delights on Temple Street. Although his shop was in the process of set up, he had garnered the attention of curiosity seekers, but even those people that meandered through the glass doors emblazoned with the § symbol were hooked. Already his predictions were that sales would be positive. 

Researching the area beforehand helped immensely too. He would be carrying high-end BDSM wear, designer sex toys, there was a back area adorned with fine art nude photographs created by local artists that clients could purchase. Nate wished to ignite eroticism from the minute clients entered his store, and there were educational classes for those who wanted to learn safe, sane and consensual play, as well as sign up for the monthly fetish parties that Seven Sins hosted. The provision of anonymity was completely covered for those needing complete discretion by having all purchases leave his shop in unlabeled silver lined paper bags, with online as well as home delivery of all purchases offered. 

Along with the dungeon equipment, he was hiring a pair of live mannequins to wear the gear sold in the shop, and to captivate passersby when they shifted positions. Clients would be provided a one-on-one experience where they could have all their questions answered by a knowledgeable sales associate. The boudoir area was classy and the clothing for men and women came from places around the world known for their elegant fetish wear. Upon the polished oak flooring, there were intimate sections where chrome racks held every kind of punk garb, from Old Skool to Ska to Goth, as well as some bondage treats like corsets and chain mail. 

In addition, Nathaniel planned a calendar of events, that included fetish wear parties on the first and third Wednesday of the month with demonstrations from professional dominants, and a Sunday brunch on the first and third of every month. As far as apparel went, the menswear and streetwear for both sexes was in the process of being hung on chrome racks in the upstairs loft. There was a shoe department bound to seduce even those who don't have a foot fetish, from ridiculously high heels, and steel toe platform boots. There were items that catered to the budding dominatrix or any woman who wished their champagne tastes to be sated. Clients would find a nice selection of corsets in a variety of materials—leather-style, vinyl, and brocade—in all shades, naturally. 

Next to the over-the-top pieces by self-proclaimed “Metallic Messiah,” jeweler Axel, were some chain-mail bracelets and collars for sale. On the walls were rows of drawers, labeled with hard to find stock. There was nothing subtle about the latex and leather clad mannequins which graced the interior of Seven Sins that still needed an outfit. Moody track lighting illuminated the wine and black fixtures. Ambient music enhanced a sexy vibe throughout the shop, along with pixelated images on the flat screens that flashed the current sales at Seven Sins. The shop's main floor was devoted primarily to latex dresses and skirts, catsuits, masks, and halter tops, still in the boxes they were shipped in.

Sophisticated sex toys that Nathaniel himself brought to Boston from Amsterdam already sat in shiny display cases along the back wall. He was ready for Beantown.