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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The club was dark and her dress stood out. As he neared her, her curvy figure evident, he smiled. A twinge of nervousness as he wondered how he would approach her. It turns out he needn't have woried. He read the instructions written on the back of her dress. Everyone else here was in blacks, greys and reds, but she had chosen white. He now knew why.

He placed his drink on the bar near her and quickly stepped up before she could turn around, his face close to her ear, "I've been horny for the past few days. I want a woman of your shape. I want to pin you against that wall and run my hands down you. As I lift them back up again, I'm going to lift up that dress and stroke your bottom."

He felt her press back into him. His nervousness starting to vanish.

"You won't know who I am because you are not to turn around. I'm going to take you through to the next room, find some wall and then as you stick your arse out for me, I'm going to fuck your cunt hard like the slut you say you want to be."

He felt her hand stroke his thigh and covered it with his, "I'm going to get out a condom and fuck you until I come. I'm just going to wait until you finish your drink before I grab you by the neck and take you."

He could feel his own arousal as her breathing increased. He knew nothing about her but he wanted her. Her fingers entwined with his and he knew this was going to happen. She picked up her drink and downed what was left of it before putting her other hand on his body.

He firmly grasped the back of her neck and marched her to the next room. It was darker there but her dress glowed. Without a word she put her hands on the wall, forehead against it. He let his hands roam and felt her respond. A slight tug and the white dress came down, exposed her breasts. She could have said stop but as he ran his fingers over her nipples and felt and heard the reactions, he knew she didn't want to. Running his hands down, he felt her soft thighs and parted her legs. She pressed herself against the wall and he pulled her hips backwards, one hand stroking the fur, the softness and feeling the heat. He had to taste. Quickly he knelt and licked, finding her clit and tasting this woman. He felt her legs tremble. The sense of power he felt was amazing. He teased her with a finger until her hands and arms were almost clinging to the wall for support.

Taking off his pants he rubbed against her bottom and felt her tense, "Oh, not yet. Not yet slut."

She moaned when he called her that.

"I'm going to fuck you in a moment slut and it will be about my pleasure, not yours."

A lie but he played the role she had instructed.

He made her wait, body on display for anyone watching as he got out a condom and slid it over his cock. Taking a hand he made her feel. He wasn't one of those guys and he wanted her to know that when he pushed into her, it would be safe. This seemed only to arouse her more as she knew it wouldn't be long before he was going to fuck her.

When he pushed into her, groaned, the noise lost in the crowded room. Forgetting where he was and that he didn't even know this woman's name, he fucked her how he wanted, taking his time, feeling her respond, until he grabbed her flesh and pounded fast into her. Oh fuck!

His own legs shook now as he came, pulling out, even as her hips bucked, wanting more. He took one last look and pulled her dress down, wiping it between her legs and pushing her back into the wall, "Thank you slut. Your dress is soaking. When you walk back into that bar, everyone will know because they'll be able to see it. See what a slut you are."

He heard her moan, the feeling of power almost physical as it flooded through him. He wished he'd waited longer.

"Count to ten and then pull your dress back to where it was before you let me take you in here and fuck you like a dirty, little slut. Maybe I'll come and say hello later. Maybe I won't."

Taking off the condom, he threw it in the bin and moved to where he could watch anonymously. He enjoyed the flushed look on her face, how she steadied herself and couldn't quite meet the eyes of those around her. He knew he would go over later. Maybe use her again.

She walked unsteadily back to the bar and sat down. Aware of eyes, wondering who he was.

"Drink?"

"Yes, orange juice please."

She smiled and shifted on the stool, this was turning into quite an interesting evening at the club.

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By *he-ProfessorMan over a year ago

cheltenham

Great start....

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By *us man1957Man over a year ago

Guildford

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Thank you both. May leave this snippet as is.

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By *ceman619Man over a year ago

Sunderland

More please

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By *riendly and hornyMan over a year ago

Crewe

Great story

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By *he-ProfessorMan over a year ago

cheltenham

"Thank you both. May leave this snippet as is."

Oh don't be so cruel....

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Thank you both. May leave this snippet as is.

Oh don't be so cruel.... "

Awww. If I get some time, I will add more.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

She wasn't sat for long before she heard a voice she knew well. His Scottish accent was pleasant to her ear but still, she didn't turn around.

"I see you've already played you dirty little slut."

She nodded and smiled at the affectionate amusement in his voice.

"Did I say you could?"

She laughed,"You are the one who didn't want to take it further than a few play sessions, you don't get ownership of me."

There was a pause. Her words were light but truthful and she wondered if he regretted his decision. She wished he had wanted more, but after the messages tailed off, she knew it wasn't his desire.

"Aye."

She heard a note of regret and started to turn. His hand on her head, warm and gentle, stopped her.

"Don't. I can't be that but I can be what you need tonight."

She wondered if this was a good idea, fearful of letting her emotions open up again and risk being hurt. He wasn't a stranger and she knew she wanted more from him.

"I don't think..."

He interupted her, "I will be gone when we have finished but for tonight, you are mine and I'll be making sure you get what you need physically at least."

There was a note of regret but also of affection, she moved her hand back and touched him, "For tonight then...Sir."

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By *hereswallyMan over a year ago

peterborough

Great start

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Great start

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Time for you to take that dress off. Any instructions your received tonight will be from me and me only."

A familiar tingle of pleasure made her smile. She'd missed this.

Moving off the stool, she turned and faced him, her arms down as he tugged the dress down to her ankles. She stepped out of it, naked now and feeling more exposed than she had in the other room.

"Look at that stool."

She turned and saw the damp seat and blushed. He reached out and wiped it with her dress, whispering in her ear as he leaned over, "You're a dirty horny thing tonight aren't you."

She nodded, suddenly shy.

"Let's get you upstairs to the large bedroom."

She turned to follow him but he stopped her, "I think we'll need these." He picked some leather cuffs out of a small wheeled suitcase and put them on my arms and legs. By now, others in the club bar were watching. She blushed. It was one thing to be taken into the next dark room and another to be here where they could see her. She wondered if the man from earlier was there watching.

He fastened the cuffs together in front of her and pulled her down so she could kiss him. He kissed her deeply, tasting the sweetness of her drink and wishing he had not left it so long.

"Following me."

She followed as he carried the case upstairs and heard footsteps follow. She didn't look behind, her attendion now solely focossed on Sir.

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By *us man1957Man over a year ago

Guildford

Mmmmmm good

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By *oss25Man over a year ago

Flitwick and Fakenham

mmmmmm so sexy

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Wow

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Wow"

Thank you

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The bedroomhe he led her to was a large octagonal room with a large raised bed in the centre. A St Andrew's cross on one wall, manacles hanging from another. Each wall with something unique. Other clubs would have had wall-to-wall beds, but this club catered for those who enjoyed the crossover of kink and swinging.

"Have you forgotten already?" He stroked her face and she flushed.

"No Sir."

She knelt, lowered her eyes and waited as he took out some of his toys. The evening was early and no-one was queuing for anything. They had time and he intended to make the most of it.

He pulled out two of his floggers, a cane and tweezer nipple clamps before sliding on his leather gloves. There was more in his bag but he would save those for when he felt it was right. Although a few people had gathered, curious following the early show they'd had, they kept a respectful distance. There was nothing worse than someone getting too close or trying to touch your toys. Thankfully, every attendee was given a tour and the rules and etiquette were explained. If they wandered too close when he was flogging, he considered it their own damn fault if they got hit.

She heard the toys and smiled in anticipation. It had been too long since they'd seen one another.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Nervous?" he asked her.

"No Sir." she replied, because she knew him and simply wasn't. She had been when they had first met but now, anticipatory and excited best described her reaction. She wanted their old ritual of kissing his feet to begin and end but this wasn't that. This was not the time and place. Tonight was for shallow and sexy and sensation - not deep submission.

He pulled out the blindfold and slid it over her head. Instantly she relaxed. One leather clad hand smoothed over her skin, stroking and noting the gasps and sighs. He held it over her mouth, pinching her nose, waiting for that tell-tale tensing before he moved it, waiting for her to catch her breath before doing it again.

She missed this trust and intimacy and when he cupped her face and kissed her, she wanted to melt.

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By *nyx99Man over a year ago

London

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Let's get you over to the cross."

He led her careful as she stepped, trusting him with her safety. He clipped her cuffed arms to the cross, giving her just enough wiggle room that she could move and not seize up. Her legs he left free, he wasn't going to go too hard tonight. Tonight was going to be sensual.

He trailed the soft suede flogger over her shoulders and back, enjoying her sighs and the way she relaxed and shivered. Slowly and carefully, he began to flog her upper back and bottom, switching between the two areas. There was more noise than impact, each stroke of the flogger landing flat, gently warming her up.

She could feel the warmth and smiled at the familiarity and comfort of a steady flogging.

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By *irtyslag1000Woman over a year ago

Darlington

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Eyes closed behind her blindfold, she soon forgot to listen for the tell-tale signs of an imminent swing, the step that meant a harder thwack on her back or bottom. Her body his to play with as he slowly built up intensity and tempo, leather caressing her one moment, eliciting gasps the next. She drifted off, relaxing into the warmth, the ache and simplicity of simply being.

The flogging stopped and she moaned, turning her head to where she thought her was, "Please?"

He stroked her back and whispered in her ear,"Tonight is sensual but I think it's time everyone could hear you."

He uncuffed her arms and massaged them as eh let them down heavily before taking the blindfold off.

She heard the jingle before she saw the nipple clamps, a new addition of bells to them. She bit her lip nervously,"I won't be able to sneak up on you with those."

He grinned, "I know. I'll also be able to hear your jiggle when the cane hits in a few minutes."

He saw her breathing quicken, knowing what it did to her, that edge of pain and pleasure. Warmed up now, her body making her feel so good, he knew what she could take.

"Hands behind your back."

Obediently, she clasped her forearms behind her. She wasn't always obedient but tonight she wanted to be, wishing he would visit more often.

He ran a leather clad finger over each breast, gratified to see the nipples harden and her hips tilt towards him. He loved the way she moved and how she was oh so responsive to him.

"How tight shall I make them tonight I wonder..." he teased, knowing full well exactly how tight she could take them. He didn't intend them to be on for too long.

His fingers pulled her nipple and she gasped, wanting to grind against him.

"Keep still now." he admonished.

"Yes Sir." she replied, the words falling easily from her now.

The rubber tips pressed either side of the base of her nipples, and he slowly slide the metal ring up, squeezing the tweezer arms tighter together as he gazed at her face. He loved that intake of breaht, that look of almost pain and then settling as he stopped. Just enough disccmfort that she was aware of them hanging from her breasts, little bells jingling as she shifted.

He moved her away from the cross and bent her over a narrow bench, breasts hanging and the chain and bells, swinging freely. He hooked a finger and gently pulled.

"Oh, please, oh!"

She didn't move to stop him as he played with that edge of not quite pain but it could be, if he chose to.

He picked up his cane and stroked it down her back. She shivered.

"How many tonight?"

She bit back a sarcastic answer but chose not to go with the 'as many as you want Sir' in favour of, "Five Sir."

"Why five my sweet?"

She didn't know, "Erm, because it's a nice prime number?"

He chuckled, "Okay, let's go with 11".

She shifted unvomfortably, "Yes, well it's a prime number but, maybe 10 so each cheek balances out Sir?"

He rad the can down her side, "You know this isn't a negotiation, but since you insist on an even number, let's round it up to 12."

She know better than to argue or the number would increase, "Yes Sir."

He lifted the cane, "Remember to count" and with a deft flick of his wrist, the first stroke landed.

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By *us man1957Man over a year ago

Guildford

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She inhaled sharply through her nostrils, body trying to process the pain.

"One Sir."

Swish. Another, carefully placed on the same cheek.

She caught her breath, "Two Sir."

He delivered three more to the same cheek, her voice straining more each time as the stripes appeared in a neat row.

"Time for the other cheek, don't lose count."

She barely had time time fill her lungs, before the sharp pain made her eyes water, "Six...Sir".

She struggled to compose herself, her body telling her to stop him and yet craving more once the initial sting had passed.

Another four, until she was shaking, struggling to stand upright, the bells jingling. He knew the tears would soon come but he alos knew how wet she was. He slipped off a glove and tapped her legs apart. Enjoying her struggles and her obedience.

"How many are left?" he asked, running a finger over her wet cunt lips.

"Oh...fuck!"

"That wasn't a number" he chided, flicking across her clit.

She arched, "Two! Two! Two left."

He smiled and put the glove back on.

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By *irtyslag1000Woman over a year ago

Darlington

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Two more. Two final strokes of the cane and then it goes away."

He ran a finger over the neatly lined welts, his already hard cock twitching as she whimpered.

"Two very hard strokes that will hurt. A lot."

He walked around and lifted her face with two fingers. Tears spilled over. She remembered what hard strikes felt like. His thumb traced a tear, smearing it over her cheek in a sadistic caress.

"Do you think you'll scream?"

Her eyes widened and she shook her head, clearly trying to maintain some composure.

"I think you will. When you do, I'm going to fuck you. Each thrust hitting those welts. Each time I slam into your slutty wet cunt, it's going to hurt."

She closed her eyes in recognition of her own arousal, fear and lust mingling. When she opened them, he was gone. She heard his voice, "Are you ready?"

The first whistled through the air and she screamed!

Oh fuck it hurt. Tears flowed freely but before she had even taken another full breath, the second landed and she screamed again.

He dropped the cane, slid on a condom and pulled her cheeks apart as she begged and sobbed and he thrust deep inside her, a fast rhythm, matching her breathing, her cries become moans, begging him not to stop as he gripped her hips, feeling her cunt contract around him, deeper and faster until he felt that edge, that edge and he cried out, "Oh fuck!" as he came deep inside her.

Her hips continued grinding, unable to cum like this, her desire not sated. He held the condom and pulled out, resting a hand on her back, "Your turn soon my sweet submissive slut, your turn soon."

She whimpered in frustration as he caught his breath and cleaned himself up.

He knew he would have to remove the nipple clamps soon and for that, she would need to be tied down.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

This gets better

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