<<. Avery. >>
Entering inside the club feels like a sensory overload. Dark lit club with beautiful patterns of blue and red spotlights. The dark walls are decorated with toys, whips, ropes, and whatnot. Music is very light, as if they don’t want to suppress the chatter and moaning. A shiver runs through my body when I hear a steady sound of a whip being stuck.
Someone is playing.
But I cannot see them. Instead, I can only see a restaurant and bar on the side. People in elegant dresses enjoying themself. Lena was right. It looks like thongs and see–through tops are like jeans and t–shirts here..
There is an empty stage with a big X cross on it. I can imagine someone being tied to it. The girl takes me towards the stairs. I follow her only to be surprised by a girl, probably a sub, coming downstairs. She is only in her panties. I cannot help but leer at her. She has lean, strong legs, and a slender waist. Her hands are tied behind. Not by the wrist, but by the arm above the elbow. Her gorgeous breasts are on display. She has nipple clamps. I blanch as I see red whip marks all over her breast. That looks painful. I glance at her face, but she rather has a serene expression. Calm and peaceful.
Okay, It will take me a while to get used to this.
When I enter the upper floor, My heartbeat quickens when I see a pretty redhead girl in the middle bound by silk ribbons. The sound of slaps is louder here. I know this. I think to myself, trying to recall. It is some sort of ribbon bondage presentation. It’s called gentle bondage.
The redhead is bound to an upholster ottoman with a wide red ribbon. She is being gently spanked. Even though it is gentle, she flinches, just a little, every time Dom hits her.
I try to study her while passing by. Her expression is calm, as if she is not here, but somewhere else. How? This is a mystery I would love to understand. My heart says it’s wrong but how is it possible that millions of people willfully participate and enjoy this? I am unable to tear my gaze away from her. My attendant takes me towards a table and
says, “Here you go!”
My attention finally falls on M. I suck in a breath. He is wearing a’half face leather mask. I can see his eyes, mouth and chin. His forehead, hair and ears are covered. It looks like a Batman mask. Of course, without the pointed ears.
I take a seat opposite M and thank the receptionist. She hands me a file saying, “You will have to fill it if you plan to play today. Although for a private booth, it’s not necessary.”
M is wearing a white shirt and a vest. His jacket is on the back of his chair. His sleeves are folded, and he is looking at me intently.
“Hey..” I say nervously. I am not sure what it is. I feel scared and aroused at the same time. Even though I know nothing humongous would happen tonight. Barely five minutes into the club and I am riled up already.
His lips quirk. “Hey?”
I blush and look around to distract myself from his piercing gaze. Many people are wearing masks here. Even some
girls.
“So masks are fairly common here.” I comment and he nods.
“Some want to protect their identity and some want to hide their age.”
I look at him. “Did you come straight from the office?”
“Yes…”
I hesitate but ask anyway, “Do you always wear the mask or is it the first time?”
“Always.”
We are sitting with our chairs tilted towards the center where the scene of gentle bondage is being demonstrated. Now the girl is being flogged and her moans are getting louder. I can feel the buildup.
“How long has this been going on?”
“Probably an hour.”
My eyes widened.
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“She is close,” M says and surely enough, after a few more spanks, she lets out a cry with her core twitching so hard. Her orgasm is palpable in the air.
This is arousing.
“This is the first time I have seen something like this.”
“An orgasm without sex.?” He asks and I nod.
“Not every Dom has this skill and not every sub can reach there without sex.”
Her Dom un–bounds her and holds her in a bear hug. He doesn’t make any efforts to move, instead he sits there for a while holding the redhead.
“Come here, my doll,” M says, taking out his hand for me to hold.
I hold him, and he pulls me onto his lap. I don’t remember when was the last time I sat on someone’s lap.
“Would you like to try that?”
“I guess… But being spanked for an hour?” I remark in a dubious voice. “Even if it’s gentle. Isn’t it too much?”
He laughs.
“There ara alugue mini stone” He save slinning his hand under my skirt.
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I suck in a breath
“Your outfit isn’t exactly easy to strip. He comments while stroking my inner thighs, going higher with each passing
second.
“uhmmm…” I am at a loss for words.
Unconsciously, I widen my legs and arch my back slightly, expecting him to go higher, but he stops at my thighs
“I was told you left it to me if we will play or not…” I say to distract myself, to stop feeling embarrassed and to stop the shiver.
He smiles. “I wasn’t feeling myself when I entered here. That’s why.”
I frown.
“What happened?” The question slips out of my mouth and I regret it immediately. Is it appropriate for me to ask him questions about his life? But he surprises me with his answer.
“Apparently I have a half sister I didn’t know about… I am being forced to hire her under me. I hate her already. He says in a neutral voice, but his words still hit me rough.
I swallow hard as Joy and Della cross my mind. Is this how they both hate me, as M hates his half sister?
For some stupid reason, my brain decides it’s the perfect time to get emotional. I look away from M towards the stage to focus and blink profusely.
He touches my chin with the tip of his finger and turns it towards him.
“Shit. This is embarrassing.” I tell him as a tear slips out of my eyes.
“Is this ‘the concussion‘ or did I hit a sore nerve?”
Oh yes. Concussion. That explains my reaction. I let out a breath of relief.
“I think both.” I tell him, and he nods as if he understands my home situation.
“Just give her a chance, you know… I always wished that my step mom and my half sister had given me a chance…. Instead of, by default, hating me.”
He thinks and nods. “Now that you mentioned it, I can see how narrow my thought process was. Thank you He
breathes.
A new scene is being set up in front of us. The Redhead and her Dom are long gone. A woman with a porcelain full face mask stands in the middle. She looks elegant and powerful in her tailored black skirt suit.
“Now Dom Xavier and his two subs will demonstrate animal roleplay….” Her voice is soft yet compelling.
Animal Roleplay? My eyes widen at the realization.
“She is an overseer here.”
“Overseer? Are scenes always supervised?”
“Yes.”
“Does it mean the scenes are always public? In front of others?” I say, alarmed,
He smirks. “Not exactly, but they are always observing to make sure no one crosses limits.”
“How?” I ask dubiously.
He takes a bite at my nape then replies, “You will know in sometime… But I am curious… Haven’t you fucked in open before?” he asks, tracing the lace of my lingerie.
I suck in a breath and try to push his hand away. He gives me a little slap on my inner thigh and I gasp. I squirm in his lap and feel his rock hard member poking me.
I close my eyes and take in the sensation of his warm hand near my damp core. Fuck, this is not right.
He pinches my clit above my panty and says, “Answer me.”
I gasp again. “No… And I am not comfortable.” Not yet.
“Is it a hard limit?”
“Hard limit?”
He smiles. “This file you have been given…” he says while sliding my panty onto a side and rubbing my clit in a
circular motion.
I breathe heavily and ask, “What about it?”
“You will mark your choices… You will define your hard and soft limits. Hard limit means something completely off–limits.” M explains as he slips a finger into my pussy lips. I breathe heavily.
“I guess it’s a soft limit.” I gasp as he enters two fingers inside. When he starts pumping me, I bite my lips to stifle my moan and glance around. Everyone is watching the scene in the center and it’s too dark for anyone to realize what is happening.
I glance at the stage and try to focus on my breathing as M’s fingers lazily slide in and out of my pussy. A Dom walks onto the stage with two subs,one male and another female, crawling on their fours with a leash on their neck.
As M’s fingers fasten, I glance around again. I am nervous but too aroused to stop him. My gaze meets a girl next to our table who is sitting on someone’s lap. She winks at me.
Does she know?
My cheeks turn red and I shut my thighs.
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“M.. I don’t want to embarrass myself here…. Please stop… “I say, grabbing his hand as he keeps pumping me.
I grab his hand in a tight grip. But I am too horny to stop him. I rather end up encouraging him to go faster.
This is wrong. I whimper. My mind and body are conflicted.
He whispers in my ear, “First lesson Avery… You need to learn to be quiet if you don’t want to embarrass yourself. Many people are probably fuckin around us but they are quiet.”
I shudder, trying to process what he said. He is right. Each sitting area is divided by a three feet tall solid barrier.. So yea.. it is possible. I hide my face onto his shoulder. When he enters three fingers and plays with my clit, I explode with barely three pumps. I bite his shoulder hard to stifle my voice.
“Good Girl!” he says.
“Let’s go.” He taps my thigh and we get up.
“Where?” I ask in bewilderment. My head is buzzing with the orgasm he just gave me.
“Time to fuck Sweetheart.”
