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Addie followed Jess to the nearest bar, where Jess ordered a lemon drop and Addie just wanted water. She felt that she had to have her senses and wits about her to get through this evening. The bartender who waited on them smiled knowingly at Jess, he was wearing black slacks, a belt with a silver buckle and white shirt cuffs around his wrists. It was in taking in the bartender that she noticed the other bartender, a woman, who was wearing black short- shorts with a black corset top and white shirt cuffs around her wrists as well. The female bartender’s hair was pulled up in a high ponytail and her makeup was heavy around the eyes and she wore bright red lipstick.  It was while they were waiting for Jess’s lemon drop that she noticed two waitresses come to the bar that were also wearing black miniskirts. Instead of wearing a black corset, they wore short black halter tops, baring their toned midriffs. Like the female bartender behind the bar, their hair was also pulled up in a high ponytails, their makeup heavy and wore bright red lipstick. She was officially in sensual overload.

             
“So this is just basically the club level.” Jess explained over the music. “Not much really goes on here. This is usually where negotiations are set for the evening or, if you’re not wanting to play…you can just hang here and dance and drink.”

             
“Oh.” It was the only thing that Addie could think of to say. She’d read books of course, knew how this stuff kind of played out, if any of it was to be believed, but she had never been to a real club like this before.

             
“Are you ready to head upstairs? It’s a lot more exciting up there.” Jess smiled and led the way through the tables and small lounges to two elevators and pushed the button.

             
The elevator was just as plush, bathed in red light, with a bench covered in the same gray leather as the club area.  There were no mirrors so Addie couldn’t check her appearance. She looked over at Jess in her small, revealing, strapless red dress and matching shoes. As the elevator doors opened again, Jess and Addie walked into a more dimly lit area, half as big as downstairs.

             
“Come on, I’ll show you around. If you have any questions just let me know.” Jess smiled.

             
They walked to the wall in front of them. There were four large shadowbox frames that were about a foot and a half deep, imbedded into the wall, but about six and a half feet tall and each one held a person. There was a light that shined on each person. In all, there were two males and two females. Each person looked as though they were set in the frame hands and feet attached into different positions.  As they walked up to the first box, there was a female with long blonde hair...her hands cuffed above her head, her feet spread wide to fit the two bottom corners of the frame. She was completely naked except for some sky-high black strapy heels. The man in front of her was playing with her pussy with his fingers as her hips pushed out into his hand. Her face showed pure ecstasy.

             
The next frame has a muscular Adonis of a man. His muscles bulged as his arms were cuffed to the top two corners of the frame, his his feet cuffed to the bottom two corners of the frame. His head was back, so you could barely see the expression on his face but with the tightness of his muscles you could practically feel the pleasure radiating from his body. In front of him, stood a tall woman with straight black hair. Given the angle that Addie and Jess were behind the woman, and she could tell that she would bend down in regular intervals and sucked the man’s cock while running her hands up and down his thighs.

             
The third frame held another woman with long blonde hair, cuffed in the same manner the man in the second frame was. In front of this woman was a man in a suit. He held in his hand a rather large dildo that was blue. He was fucking her with it.  While one hand held the blue dildo pumping it into her, his other was kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples. He would switch back and forth, giving each breast ample attention. Her head tilted down towards the man in the suit, her eyes open revealing the brightest blue eyes Addie had ever seen.

             
Walking to the fourth frame now, had another Adonis of a man, his hands cuffed above his head. The muscles in his arms bulging. His feet spread toward the corners of the frame and cuffed.  In front of him, stood a man just as built with broad shoulders, wearing only torn jeans and a muscle shirt.  He was stroking the cuffed man’s rigid cock roughly.  As Addie got closer she could hear the man say things like, ‘you like your cock stroked don’t you? You want to feel the inside of my sub, don’t you?  You want to feel my cock buried in your ass. Tell me you want it…tell me now.’ 

             
To which Addie heard the reply, “Yes, I want to bury my cock in your sub and fuck her as you fuck my ass.”

             
Addie looked at Jess for an answer which she leaned in and explained, “They are in a triad relationship. The girl kneeling on the floor, by the man who’s stroking his cock is the third in the relationship.  The last time I was here it was Jordan who was up in the frame while Jack teased him. They tend to have a flair for the dramatic.” She winked and smiled.

             
Addie was aroused as all hell. She could feel the wetness from her pussy between her legs just by looking at the couples in the frames. She followed Jess as they made their way to the right of the frames where there were couples that were on platforms performing several different sexual acts. The music that was playing downstairs quite loudly was also piped up here, only wasn’t playing as loud so that Addie couldn’t hear the couples talking to each other or the occasional moan or slap on the ass. Turning around, there were several little lounges between this area and the only bar on the far end.

             
“Its stimulation overload isn’t it?” Jess asked. “My first time here...I was so afraid I was going to jump Carl in public that he had to get a private room just to take care of me first.”

             
“There are private rooms? You mean there’s more?” Addie’s eyes widened.

             
“Oh yes. There is still an upstairs with all private rooms for members. All of the downstairs of the other wing is for all of that hard-core dress-up stuff with bunny ears and acting like a dog, and licking boots and shit. There is also a training area and the owner keeps his residence on the two upper floors there. I’ll beg for sex, I won’t lick shoes for anything else.” Jess laughed lightheartedly.

             
“I think I need something stronger than this water.” Addie downed her glass of water and headed toward the bar.

             
HOLY SHIT! Addie thought. This was going to be one hell of a long night. She’d only agreed to come here with Jess because she knew that Conrad and Carl were in the field. If he wanted to bring her here next time, she’d be more prepared. She walked up to a beefy bartender and asked for tequila straight up. When presented with the firewater, she downed it and closed her eyes hard against the burn. Okay, that was for the past few minutes that she’d been here. Then she heard Jess order two lemon drops. One for her and one for Addie.

             
Addie slid onto a stool and turned around taking in the couples on the podiums. There was a man who had a woman on some kind of traffic barrier looking thing. She was bent over, bare-assed, and she was counting as he spanked her with a paddle. Another couple was straight up fucking on a single bed. And yet another man had a woman stretched out on a St Andrew’s cross as he flogged her naked tanned body. She looked like she was enjoying it.

             
The last podium that she came to, she saw the back of a man, all dressed in black with almost black hair. He was broad shouldered with a narrow waist that made Addie think of Conrad. But he was in the field, so she dismissed the thought just as soon as it popped into her head. He had a leather cuff on his right wrist, and there were two blonde women that were kneeling in a submissive pose in front of him. Addie couldn’t hear what they were saying, nor could she see their faces, because their hair obscured them, so she just watched, entranced for a moment.

             
Slowly, one woman stood up then the other and faced each other. Sensually, with a kiss on the shoulder, or a pinch of the breast before the shirt would come off, the one woman undressed the other. Then the dressed woman got down on her knees as she slowly pulled the other woman’s skirt off, leaving her only in her panties and heels. Then, the panties came off and she handed them to the man in black. He must have brought them up to his nose to smell because Addie could see the rise of his shoulders, and then put them in his back pocket. A small part of the pink lace sticking out. Then the girl kneeling got really close to the one standing and...Addie couldn’t believe it. Her leg was pushed over the shoulder farthest from the man, and the kneeling girl leaned in and started to lick the other girl’s pussy.

             
Addie’s eyebrows hit the roof. She turned briefly to take a sip of her drink and turned back around. This was erotic as all hell. She felt wetter by the moment. Then, at the bark of the man, the girl on her knees was handed the pink panties to wipe her mouth with and stood while the other girl undressed her and went down on her. Again, Addie was riveted. She looked over at Jess who was watching another couple on the podiums. Turning her attention back to the two blondes and the built man, she still couldn’t see any faces. As the second woman pulled away, she was given lavender panties to wipe her mouth with.

             
She couldn’t handle this anymore, taking a look at Jess, she was enraptured with a flogging that was taking place. Addie had to go to the bathroom. Looking at the bartender, she asked where the nearest restroom was and if she had to take Jess, he chuckled and told her no she didn’t, and pointed her toward a wooden door at the end of the bar.   She stood up and mouthed to Jess that she was going pee, Jess nodded and Addie speed walked to the door. Opening it, she found herself in a short hallway that had three doors for the men’s room on the right, and three for the ladies on the left. Sliding into the first room on the left, she locked the door and leaned her back up against it.

             
Breathe, breathe, breathe.

             
After her pulse settled down, she did her business and contemplated getting herself off, but decided against it. She would think of Conrad when she took her hand down there later when she got home. Cleaning up she washed her hands, and felt much better. Walking out, she sat back down to see that the blondes and the man were no longer on the podium, but in its place, a man with a whip. So she faced the bar and watched everything through the mirror as she sipped her drink.

             
“Oh holy fucking shit.” Jess exclaimed looking across the room then back at Addie. “We need to go. Right now, we need to go home.” She was urgent and shaky in her movements as she collected Addie’s small clutch.

             
Addie turned to her looking confused, holding her drink. “What’s wrong Jess. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

             
“I have, and we need to go...” She looked away for a moment, then back at Addie. “...right fucking now. We need to go.”

             
Addie got off the stool, turning to see what Jess was looking at and dropped her glass on the tiled floor. Her face turned ash white, she felt faint. “Oh my God. No.” She started to shake her head.

             
Conrad was sitting with Susan and Lisa on one of the large leather sofas against the wall in clear view of the bar. He was in the middle with a blonde on each side. Susan was licking and sucking on his neck, while Lisa had the hem of his shirt up and she was stroking his very erect cock through his leather pants while she was licking and kissing his stomach. He just sat there with two fists of blonde hair from each girl, his eyes closed, a serene look on his face.

             
The sound of a glass shattering on the floor brought Conrad’s attention up and looking around the room. It was usually a clumsy person who bumped into someone or a person who had too much to drink, but as a Dungeon Master, it was his responsibility to make sure that it wasn’t something more serious, like a fight...

             
Or Addie staring at him, looking like she saw a ghost by the bar. She was stunning. He took her in, in a quick few seconds. Her short black skirt was showing the hem of her stockings, her breasts were accentuated by the necklace and the low-cut blouse she wore. And her hair was loose down her back, except for a few tendrils that were framing her face. He felt Lisa suck his neck particularly hard, and that was when he realized what he must look like sitting there. And that was when his heart plummeted down into his feet. He felt it. She didn’t get his text and he was sitting with the two women that she must hate the most.

             
Fuuuuck!

             
He pulled back on Susan and Lisa’s hair, effectively disengaging them from him. They protested, but barked at them to shut up. It was then that Conrad saw Carl catch up to Jess, who was trying to get Addie to answer her. Carl looked at Jess, then at him and it felt like slow motion as Carl dropped his head and shook it slowly. Carl had gone upstairs to get his room ready for Jess when Susan and Lisa had come up and they’d talked him into a scene that would eventually lead the three of them upstairs. But only when he was ready.