Stripped Senseless (5 page)

         
“I
am Catherine’s friend, Tania. I am following her to the BDSM club in town.” I
try to sound matter-of-fact, but it is not happening, he scares the shit out of
me. “Can I ask who you are?”

         
“I
am Master Troy, and that is what you will address me as.” He bellows.
 
Well who the fuck does he think he is.
 
He can dominate Catherine if he likes, but he
sure is shit aint doing it to me.

         
“Excuse…..”
I am interrupted as Catherine now walks into the sitting room covered from her
neck to her feet in a latex cat suit.
 
Holy fuck is
this what
turns the Dom on.
The big dominating fuck.
 

         
“Hey
babes I didn’t hear you come in, you look amazing by the way you will attract
some mighty fine men in there.” Catherine states confidently.

         
“Well
I’m ready to go when you are; I am very excited to see the action in a more sophisticated
club.”
 
I’m so fucking amped and wired to
the moon, I may just start skipping like a lunatic.

         
We
head out into what I can only assume is the Dom’s car, a sleek black Mercedes
convertible. Catherine and I slip into the back as dark and very dangerous
slips in the driver’s seat.
 
We drive the
short distance downtown to the club.
 
Both
myself
and Catherine head in, but then she
seems to remember herself and waits for her Dom. That little action I’m sure
has probably earned her a punishment.
 
I
wave to her indicating that I will be okay from here and head into the world of
Pleasure/pain.

         
I
enter the club and feel a huge rush of exhilaration. The music is thumping a
loud bass beat and the club is filled with scantily clad women in fetish
wear.
 
I approach the bar to get myself a
drink to settle the nerves that have now taken residence in my lower stomach.

 
The bar-tender is a tall man dressed in a
white dress shirt and ripped blue jeans.
 
He also has a foreboding attitude about him.
 
I order a cosmopolitan and settle myself down
at the bar.
 
The club really is beautiful,
very tastefully decorated, despite the numerous areas that relate to the BDSM
world.
 
There are areas specific to fire
play, a spanking station, a bondage area with a large four poster bed, I assume
for tying up your partner for fucking.
 
There also seems to be a role-play area and a suspension area that has a
suspension cage attached to the ceiling of the club.

         
Although
this is all new to me, it excites me spectacularly.
 
Catherine sits down beside me at the bar and
orders herself a cosmopolitan also.
 
Her
Dom speaks to the bartender so I assume they know one another, he really does
piss me off, constantly eyeing me as if I will lead his Submissive astray.
 

         
“What
do you think of the club then? Do you think you could adjust to the scene?”
Catherine asks quietly, I assume so her Dom doesn’t hear her, I assume also she
doesn’t have permission to speak.
 

         
“Well
it certainly is different from what I have been doing at home with Pierce, but
if truth be told it is very fascinating.
 
I’m keen to get started, what do you suggest I do first?” I am like a
kid at Christmas and cannot wait.
 

         
“Well
you could sit over there, by the comfy sofas and wait. I don’t think you will
have long to wait until you pique one of the Dom’s attention. Then you will
have a partner to try it all out with.
 
Especially if he is one with any amount of experience.
Okay
I need to go I’m not really meant to be talking without asking permission
first.” Catherine mutters. Okay that may be something I will have trouble with,
I muse.

         
I
do as Catherine suggests and sit on the plush red velvet sofa.
 
I sip my drink slowly, I definitely do not
want to get tipsy in here, and I need my faculties to remain intact.
 
There is the possibility to get carried away
in the moment so I need to keep it together.

         
It
seems I do not have long to wait until a very tall man, who obviously likes to
work out approaches me.
 
He has brown
hair styled into a buzz cut and has penetrating brown eyes.
 
Oh
my he
is actually
rather scary looking, definitely the dominating type.
 
He sits beside me and stares me out; I assume
trying to establish if I am indeed submissive.
 

         
He
strokes my face and runs his hands through my hair; it’s a sensual movement and
helps me relax in his presence.
 
Despite
the environment, I feel relaxed in his company and he does emanate a softer
persona.
 
In the background I can hear
several screams of both pain and
pleasure,
it sends
shivers running up and down my spine.
 
I
can also hear the loud cracking of whips on flesh combined with the cries of ecstasy.
 
Oh my god I can almost feel my pussy pulsate
every time I hear a cry.
 
The delicious
moans have my clit throbbing, screaming for a touch, a lick of a warm hard
tongue, anything!
 
I have never seen so
much sex in one room, ever. I can totally understand how people can become
addicted to this kind of lifestyle, at this moment I want to fuck anyone who
walks.

         
“You
okay sugar?” the sexy Dom asks me whilst breathing against my neck, making me
hotter by the second.
 

         
“I’m
fine thanks, I am just wondering what happens next.” I gulp down a painful
amount of air.
 
I am both scared and
excited at the same time.
 
I would rather
get this all started, I need an orgasm as soon as possible.
 

         
“Well
Sugar we can start slowly and build up, but be aware I will be your Dom for
tonight and you will address me only as Sir.
 
Now, you need to pick a safe word. This is in case you are in pain above
your limits; in this case I will stop immediately.” He states in a highly
confident manner, that leaves it crystal clear of his intentions for this
evening.
 
God a safe word, like what?

         
“Sir,
I think I would like my safe word to be Red.” I think this is a very
appropriate safe word; I always associate red with stop.

         
“Excellent,
a very good choice, so what is your name?” oh jeez we haven’t even been
introduced, how embarrassing.

         
“Tania,
Sir.” I state quietly, ashamed I hadn’t introduced myself earlier.
 

         
“Well
Tania let us start by you taking off that very fetching dress and getting you
naked.”
 
Oh how direct my sexy sir, with
pleasure.
 
I have no inhibitions where
getting naked are concerned, and hurriedly take every piece of clothing off.

 
I reach down to take off my fuck me shoes off,
but I am motioned to leave them on by Sir.
 
I stand upright as naked as a baby and notice that within Sir’s trousers
something
 
fierce
starts to stir.
 
Yes if I am not mistaken
his cock is now standing to attention.
 
This makes me feel so wanton, I can feel my pussy start to drip with my
honey goodness and I am longing to be touched.
 
I really want to reach down and caress my clit; it feels as though I
haven’t been touched in so long. I really need a good fucking. I am so close to
shoving two fingers inside myself but I know that Sir will not approve so I
await further instructions.

*******

         
I
enter the club once again; this place feels like my second home I am so relaxed
here; here I can be my inner dominant without prejudice.
 
I am wearing my usual dominant attire, worn
blue jeans and nothing on my top half.
 
This seems to get the ladies going and they will act all submissive at
my feet in order for me to fuck them any which way I desire.
 

         
I
saunter over to the bar and order a vodka and coke from the bartender to get myself
warmed up, however this won’t take me long once I find a nice little submissive
to flog and fuck.
 
I scan the club area
and I notice Tania’s little friend Catherine in the resting area with a rather
ominous looking Dom.

Boy
I didn’t expect that from her she seemed so quiet.
 

Guess it’s the quiet
ones you need to watch.
 
Christ I think I
am going to be quite brutal tonight, yes I think there will be quite a few
punishment fucks handed out tonight.

         
Just
as I’m knocking the remainder of my drink back I notice a beautiful brunette
sitting in the resting area and going by her profile if I’m not mistaken it
looks like Tania.

 
I remember seeing Catherine earlier and
believe it couldn’t be a coincidence. Just as I
am doubting
the possibility she turns around and her beautiful eyes are locked with
mine.
 
God how fucking beautiful is this
woman and her sitting there naked is turning me to solid stone.
 
My cock is pushing against my zipper and if
I’m not mistaken I’m harder than ever just seeing her sexy little body
again.
 
That naked body of hers and her
beautiful tits sitting
perfectly,
sends every ounce of
blood straight to my cock.
 

Well fuck this, I am
not going to sit around here all night waiting for some other damn Dom to come
and take my girl away and fuck her right in front of me.

         
I
place my glass down very quickly in order to rescue my soon to be woman and
give
her a
rather quick introduction to the world of
BDSM.
 
I walk past everyone else in the
room, though I am definitely not aware of anything else going on that’s for
sure.
 

Tania smiles a simply
stunning smile and my insides melt. This is my opportunity to suss her out
whilst fucking her and hopefully find out the depth of her feelings.
 
I am now face-to-face with Tania, her hair
around her face like a halo sending beautiful light around her face.
 
Her eyes piercing holes through me and fuck
her body is so carnal, she has stunning curves in all the right places. I
notice her eyes dart to my crotch and it is apparent she has noticed my cock
standing to attention.
 
Yes I am going to
enjoy this evening immensely.
 

I look intently into
the eyes of the Adonis of a man standing in front of me once more.
 
My god is it possible for the man to be any
more beautiful than he was before; perhaps it is the Dom persona that he has
adapted within the club? I don’t know but by god it is turning me on something
chronic.
 
Worn jeans and no shirt on
is
fucking hot.
 
His
tattoos are bulging and so very sexy I want to lick them all, although that is
not the only thing I am keen to lick tonight.

“Well Tania do you
come here often?” he speaks hoarsely trying to break the ice between us in this
strange atmosphere.

“Well I could ask you
the same thing.” I am not sure how I am supposed to address him. I have already
gone and got involved with another Dom for the evening I wonder how this is
going to go down with David.

“Well I will ask you
to address me as sir and yes I have been known to frequent this club on a few
occasions, Tania.” Just as he finishes talking the scary Dom comes back from
talking with the owner and eyes both me and David with what looks like
contempt.

“Well excuse me
Mister, I do believe you are talking to my submissive and as you can see she is
taken for this evening.” Oh crap just as I thought it’s not going to go well
with David
at all.
 
Will David accept this or will he try and
fight for me?

“I am sorry; however,
I truly believe that your submissive will be more suited to me than you. As we
both know you are a sadist and I do believe this submissive is not a masochist.”
He speaks with such clarity and confidence; it makes him more attractive if
that is possible. Yes I do believe I am in trouble.

“Is that so Tania?”
Oh shit I am being addressed now. I need to
seriously
 
find
my damn tongue and my brain and
engage them together now.