42 A Visit to "The Club"
It is late at night and you are just approaching an old Victorian home.
You are a little nervous. "Are you ready for an adventure?" I had asked
you. Those simple words now throw a tingle down your spine. You know
that it means that you are about to embark on another episode of
exploration into the depths of your own sexuality.
You know that you will do whatever your Master asks of you. I had given
you the address of a home in the outskirts of the city. Now, as
directed, you are standing in front of the door, wearing only a thin
white dress. The hemline is short and, as usual, you wear neither
panties nor bra. Your nipples are clearly visible through the thin
fabric of the dress. You take a deep breath and knock on the door. You
hear movement inside the house and a moment later the door opens. You
enter, only to be greeted by a gorgeous woman! This is surprising for
you. Every time you have visited your Master in the past, it has been
just the two of you. You have confessed to me several times that you
have fantasized about being with another woman but to have a woman
answer the door is shocking.
You look at her carefully. She is tall, blond and wearing a short
leather miniskirt and a tight white silk blouse. Her breasts are either
B or C cup and you can see her dark brown nipples erect and evident
through the silk. "You must be Sara. Come in." she says. She is
definitely a no-nonsense sort of woman. You follow her before you even
notice that you are obeying. She walks into the living room and picks
up an envelope. "This is for you." You open the envelope and recognize
my handwriting instantly.
Sara,
Your adventure for the evening has already started. The woman who is
standing in front of you is a friend of mine. She is also very skilled
at dominating young women like yourself. She will be taking charge of
the first part of your training this evening. You are to obey
everything that she tells you.
Your Master, Chris
You feel a blush hit your face as you read the letter. As you look up
the woman is smiling at you. She holds out her hand and you give her
the letter and the envelope. She puts them on the table. She sits down
in the large easy chair in the living room. You are a little uncertain
about what is expected of yon and you remain standing nervously.
"Take off your things Sara." says the girl quietly. Your fingers are
trembling as you reach for the buttons on your dress. As you remove the
dress, you see her smile. In a moment you are completely naked and as
much as you want to cover yourself with your hands, you keep them at
your sides. The Mistress instructs you to clasp them behind your head
and you are embarrassed at being even more exposed.
She stands now and starts to walk around you. You can feel her gaze
piercing through you as she examines every part of your body. It is
intensely embarrassing. She takes a good look at your pussy. "Mmmm
shaved I see. That's good. I see that Master Chris has been taking good
care of you." She looks right at you. "I think that a shaved pussy is a
necessity with a submissive woman. It allows a much clearer view of
your body. Your pussy juices become immediately visible." You blush
again as she takes a finger and runs it up along your soaking pussy
lips. You see her slide it into her mouth and savor your taste.
"Mmmm, very delicious." She takes one of your nipples between her
fingers and teases it, watching your face closely for your reaction.
Your nipple becomes hard and tingling under her fingers. She moves
behind you and you feel her hand stroking your buttocks.
"Alright Sara, I understand you've been taught a 'submissive position',
I want you to get into it on that table over there." You move slowly
over to the large oak table in the room and climb onto it. You kneel
with your legs wide apart and press your shoulders to the table as
you've been taught. You reach as far back as you can and pull your
buttocks open to expose your anus and shaved pussy lips from behind.
You've been in this position many times but it always seems that you're
embarrassed when you get into it.
The woman makes you wait as she moves around the room. It is as though
she knows that your feelings of sexual excitement are being enhanced
every moment. Finally you feel her hands on your buttocks. Her hands
cover yours and she pulls your bottom even more open as she looks at
your pink puckered opening. She lets go and you can hear your heart
racing, wondering what will happen next. She moves away and sits down.
Suddenly you hear the door to the room opening. You start but, maintain
your position obediently. "Ahh, Mary," says the woman, "That is Sara
over on the table. Prepare her for me please."
"Yes, Ma'am," says the voice of what sounds like a teenage girl. It
quivers a little as she answers. You hear Mary move over to you. Your
face is hot as you imagine what you must look like to this young girl.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Mary move to the side of the
table. She looks about 16 or 17 years old. She has red hair and is
dressed in a flimsy blue cotton dress. She's actually very pretty. You
see her reach down and pick up a jar of Vaseline. Her slim finger dips
deep inside the jar and come out covered in the slippery jelly.
She puts the jar down and walks back around behind you.
You feel the tip of her finger at your bottom and you start to breath
heavier as she teases the outside of your anus. The tip of her finger
enters you and you dip your back, wanting it all inside. She's happy to
oblige. The finger slides deep into you, twisting slightly as it does
so. You gasp at the sensation. She moves in and out, and then buries it
deep in you again and stays there, just turning her finger slowly. Your
hips are moving of their own accord in tune with the movements of her
finger. You feel her other hand move beneath you and two of her slim
fingers suddenly slide into your soaking pussy. You moan out loud
despite yourself. You can feel her fingers deep inside you, touching
each other in your body. Your hips are moving up and down now and you
know it is only a matter of moments before you come.
Mary slides her fingers out of your pussy and her other hand leaves
your ass open and exposed. "Ohhh, please..." you whisper. She leaves
you like that for a moment before returning with a long but thin plug.
You can see it in her hands before she moves out of sight behind you.
The tip of the plug touches your bottom and very, very slowly she
slides it into you. Before the plug is even halfway in, you know that
it has been covered in a warming lotion of some kind.
The heat of the thing is travelling right through your body. It stings
your anus slightly but it excites you incredibly. You break out into a
sweat. The plug continues in deeper and deeper. It has several ridges
to it, each one wider than the last and as each wide ridge passes into
your body, you gasp. Finally the widest of these ridges pushes past the
resistance of your sphincter and it is firmly lodged inside you.
You are moaning and gasping now. They leave you like that for a moment
and then you feel Mary taking your wrists and fastening them behind
your back. Leather straps are fastened to your ankles and other straps
are fastened just above your knees.
"Thank you Mary. That will be all." says the older woman. Mary leaves
right away. "Get up Sara." You stand slowly and turn to face her.
Without asking you clasp your hands behind your head and spread your
legs, showing her how well you've been trained. She reaches over and
attaches a thin leather collar around your neck. It has a long leash
attached to it and she grabs this and leads you out of the room and
along a long corridor. The plug is moving inside of you at every step
and you are in immensely embarrassed at being so displayed with the
leash and the straps around your ankles and thighs. The plug is clearly
visible sticking out of your ass and you are terrified that you'll be
seen by someone else as you walk along the corridor.
The woman leads you into another room. This one is much larger and
dimly lit except for the very center of the room. There is a table here
that closely resembles a doctor's examining table and the sight of it
sends a chill down you.
She leads you over to it. You have had your gaze so fixated on the
table that it takes you a moment to realize that there are other people
here! You look around into the shadows and see that there are perhaps
20 people or so, sitting in chairs looking at you. There are both men
and woman and although you cannot make out their faces, you can see
that they are elegantly dressed.
Your face turns crimson and you let out a little whimper as the woman
leads you to the table and has you lie back on it. Your hands are
unfastened and reattached above your head. Your ankles are attached to
the stirrups and they are adjusted wide apart. The straps on your
thighs are attached to the sides of the table and they leave your knees
held wide apart. The woman adjusts the stirrups up slightly so that
your ass is better exposed then she steps away from the table.
"This is Sara." says the woman to her guests, "She is the submissive of
Master Chris who you all know. She has been prepared in the usual
manner. The plug in her bottom is covered in the special lotion we all
know so well. You feel the table begin to move. It starts to turn
slowly as though on a turntable so that everyone in the room can see
you completely. You have never been so embarrassed and you have never
been so hot.
You see Mary approach you. She is now naked and you can see that she
has had her nipples pierced! There is a gold ring through each nipple
and a chain that attaches them together. She reaches over you and
pinches your nipples until they re rock hard. Then she attaches nipple
clips to them. You moan out loud as she does, feeling the sensation run
directly into your pussy. She moves down to your legs and adjusts the
stirrups so that they are very high. Your ass is now completely
exposed. She moves away so that everyone can get a good look.
The woman moves over to you now and leans over your face. "You are
about to be spanked Sara. Are you ready?" You nod your head and close
your eyes embarrassed at having to tell her. She moves between you legs
and slides a small plug into your pussy. She lets you relax for a
moment and then you feel the sharp slap of a leather strap strike your
naked buttocks. The shock is immediate and you cry out. The next stroke
comes soon after and the spanking continues for several minutes as your
bottom gets hotter and hotter.
The woman pauses now, "Only five more Sara, but these will be hard.
They will sting your bottom. Are you ready for them?"
"Yes," you whimper. You hear the sound of the strap moving through the
air but just before it strikes you feel the plug in your pussy start to
vibrates strongly. You cry out even before the strap hits your bottom.
The last five strokes are in a daze as your hips shake at the multiple
sensations.
You can feel your orgasm building from every part of your body and when
it hits it takes all of you with it. At the last stroke you feel
yourself explode and then explode again as your fists clench and your
pussy tries to squeeze the vibrator. You feel the plug in your ass
being pulled out and you come again and again as each ridge passes out
of you. You are pulling hard at your bonds as the nipple clips are
released and your nipples sucked to bring the circulation back.
You come yet again as they are stimulated. Finally as the vibrator in
your ass is removed you buck your hips and come again, a final time. It
takes a while for you to calm down and when you do, you are hanging,
limp in your leather bonds.
The woman is right there, stroking you and touching you. "You did very
well sweetheart. Let me get you out of this.
Very gently the woman undoes your bonds and releases you from the
table. You look around and the room is empty. "Where are they?" you
ask.
The woman smiles, "They're all waiting for you in the pool." She helps
you up and then into a quick shower where you let the warm water
cascade over you. When you get out the woman dries you in a huge fluffy
bath towel and then takes your hand to lead you out of the room.
There is a huge pool and the guests are scattered in and around it. As
you enter, the guests break into applause, congratulating you on your
performance.
You blush as they do. You see me come right up to you. "Did you see
me?" you ask.
I laugh, "Of course. I was there all the time. You did very well.
Welcome to the club. You've just earned yourself a membership."
Glowing as you take my arm, we start to walk through the room to meet
these, your newest friends.
