Madam Xanadu’s House of Dreams

In the city, just off the high street, through a narrow alleyway, runs a cobbled road beside a low, building with all the windows curtained in sapphire blue velvet. The curtains are never open, at least, not as far as anyone ever remembers. The door is of the same rich blue and sits back from the path, sunken into an alcove in the wall, up three smooth marble steps. I’m sure you’ve seen it, everyone knows it. It hums with the low hum of electricity and everyone knows why.

This is Madam Xanadu’s House of Dreams. To enter, you will require a key, the password to whisper to yourself and the machine spirits to petition them for entry. If you would like to be among the first to enter the dreams then please, contact the author, Ms Quin.

Blue door with Brass handle captioned Madam Xanadu's House of Dreams

Muses walk the halls, guiding you through electrically charged sapphire dreams in a virtual reality bordello. Deeper in, augmented reality meets flesh and encounters become even more real in the dungeons and boudoirs. And of course, in the belly of it all, the mysterious Madam Xanadu, guiding it all…

Surrender yourself to our administrations and feed the dreaming machines.

Enter if you desire… And see if you too fall under Madam Xanadu’s spell…


Madam Xanadu’s is an erotic adventure of hypnotic audio files to entrance, short stories, and a whole world of pleasure by the twisted Ms Quin. By entering this space you confirm that you are of legal age for adult content in your country and take full responsibility for your experiences within. This multimedia creation is continually under construction and is a work in progress… who knows how far the rabbit hole will lead by the time you start clicking…


Antique handle on blue door
Click to enter and dream… if it be your desire…
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