It had been four weeks since Jennifer Lowe, a mid thirties owner of a medium sized advertising company, had returned from Club 35. She investigated and visited the club at the suggestion of her Personal Assistant, Mark. She had discovered that the club catered to fantasies of any type, but was best suited to satisfy those fantasies that incorporated bondage and domination. She had given herself completely to her fantasy of being bound and paddled and being taken sexually by both men and women.
True to their promise, Mark, and another employee of Jennifer's, Christine, never brought up the subject of Jennifer's submission. The were no winks, no sly smirks or knowing looks. Work continued at a hectic pace during those four very successful weeks. But toward the end of the fourth week, Jennifer found her mind, particularly at night, returning to the club. Was she desiring a repeat performance? No. That took too much planning, too much help from Mark and Christine. A new fantasy was taking over her thoughts. A fantasy that caused Jennifer to reach between her legs and feel a growing wetness. A strong climax would shortly follow. Could she actually do what her mind imagined?
She had visited the club two weeks after her scene had taken place; not to participate, but to observe and perhaps get a few ideas of what she wanted to experience. Although there were numerous scenes taking place, most did not appeal to her. She did find something of interest happening in the orgy room, as Jennifer called it. A woman, perhaps in her early thirties, was on her hands and knees sucking on one man while another male was fucking her from behind. This wasn't ground breaking sexual activity, thought Jennifer, until she saw the man fucking the woman from behind finish and another took his place, this time entering her ass. When the man she was sucking had filled her mouth with cum, which the woman swallowed, he, too, was replaced by another cock.
Jennifer watched mesmerized by the scene in front of her. She did not even notice the man who sat next to her.
"The gang bang fantasy. Fairly common. Sometimes the woman wants three in her at once, she only wants two."
Jennifer turned to see Andrew, the man she had met who had given her a tour of the club before she joined. The two sat in silence and watched for a while as the woman took another load in her mouth and ass.
"I think that's 14 loads so far. She said she wanted to do 20. Want a drink?" Andrew asked.
"Yes, please." Jennifer replied.
As they sipped their wine Andrew asked if Jennifer was going to indulge in any activity this evening. Jennifer replied that she was trying to get ideas for a fantasy that had been growing in her mind.
"Please tell me. I know from staff what took part on your first visit and I was sorry not to be here for that." Andrew covered her hand with his and Jennifer not only felt a tingle of excitement but a feeling of calm. She told him of her fantasy.
There was silence for a moment. "I would be delighted to help you experience that fantasy, if you would allow me."
Jennifer nodded, but said she wanted to think about it some more. She thanked Andrew and left.
The thought of that fantasy stayed with her the next few days and became more focused. Things that she had fantasized about a few days ago were replaced by other activities until she had come to a final vision of what she wanted. But, could this be done within the confines of the club? Would there still be a measure of safety even if she was in a private room with the door closed? There was no problem with the sex that she would want after the first part. She had fantasized about that before and actually acted on it the first time she made herself available at the club. She would have to talk with Mark.
That afternoon, Jennifer asked Mark to stay after work for a few moments. Dutifully, Mark came to her office after most people had gone for the day.
"Busy day today. Three accounts finished and another should be done tomorrow. We should be ready to start the Williams project on Monday. But, I don't think you want to talk about work."
Mark was very intuitive. He knew her moods and quite a bit more about his boss than most PA's knew about theirs.
Jennifer laughed. "Yes. I have a question about the club. If I had a fantasy I wished to act out, maybe with one person in a private room and one I had not met before, how safe would I be?"
Mark, who was gay and submissive, was also a Dungeon Guard on certain nights at Club 35, overseeing activities and making sure the rules of the club and limits of the players were respected.
"I have never heard of any type of scene progressing past the limits of those involved. I have never had to stop anything like that. Can I ask what it is you would like to do?"
Jennifer thought a moment and said, "Last time, I decided before hand what I would allow to happen; what devices I would be bound in, what implements would be used on me. I don't want to make those decisions in this fantasy. After that portion is finished, I want the sex to be..." Here, Jennifer faltered. She didn't know how to say it. Mark did.
"Available to anyone who wanted to use any part of you."
"Yes, that's it," Jennifer said quietly.
"There is always risk involved when you have a scene with a door closed in a private room but much less if it's public. The Dungeon Guards are reluctant to go into a private room if the door is shut. They would, if they thought someone was in trouble and needed help. I know of a person who I would trust and I think you know who that is."
"Andrew." Jennifer said.
"Yes." Mark replied.
The conversation concluded and Jennifer left for home.
That night as she lay in bed, Jennifer thought that she had spent enough time fantasizing and decided that it was time to indulge her needs for humiliation and submission. The following weekend would be the time that she would act. She spent the week preparing; a waxing, long baths each night, working a medium size dildo she bought discreetly on line into her ass to prepare for the cocks that would soon be inside her. She called Andrew at the club and asked him to guide her through this experience. He readily agreed.
At the end of work on Friday, Mark came into her office to say goodnight.
"Good week," he said.
"Yes, very good. The new clients seem very happy. Any plans for the weekend?"
"Not really," Mark said. "You?"
"Maybe." Jennifer said but she couldn't hide a sly grin.
"So, it's tomorrow, then."
"I think so. Better call me Sunday and make sure I'm not held captive somewhere."
"No, won't have to. Dungeon Guard tomorrow."
Looking past Mark toward the door to see if anyone was nearby, Jennifer said, "Then you'll get to see for yourself."
"Is your submission fantasy going to be public or private?"
"I will leave that up to Andrew. I called him last night and asked him to oversee everything and he agreed. If I decide then I am the one planning and I don't want to do that, remember."
"In that case, I will watch from a distance." Mark got up and left.
The next day passed slowly. Jennifer debated with herself on what time to leave for the club finally settling on 10:30. She thought that would be best and after doing her hair and a bit of make up, she dressed, opting for a very comfortable outfit, covering a black bra and panty set.
Jennifer arrived and checked in, showing her membership card and when asked by the attendant what type of identifier she wanted, she said, "Black collar," indicating a submissive player. She then headed straight for the lockers. She undressed a bit nervously. Several other people were in the locker room. Finally, she reached behind her back to unclasped her bra and slid her panties down and off. She put the collar on and walked out into the club area.
She walked to the open area to be seen, rather than to watch. People were watching a woman being paddled by a couple that Jennifer recognized from her first visit. As she watched, she felt a hand on her shoulder and a voice ask, "Are you ready?"
Jennifer turned and looked into the face of Andrew. Embarrassed that this very good looking man was now staring at her totally naked body caused Jennifer to blush and not to look at Andrew.
"You have a very intense fantasy. Tell me what happens after the bondage and impact play?"
"The person or persons dominating me use my body in anyway they wish and they take me to the orgy room when they are finished with me."
"I must tell you that I am very glad you joined. I hoped that one day I would have the opportunity to spend time with you. I will try to give you what you want. I also have a female acquaintance who could join, if that is your desire."
Jennifer was beginning to tremble with nerves. She knew that he was looking at her small but perky tits, flat stomach and bald pussy. She had been attracted to Andrew from the moment she first saw him all those weeks ago. She nodded her head and Andrew took a leather leash from his pocket and attached it to her collar. Letting herself be led by Andrew, she walked submissively behind him as they moved toward the private rooms.
Her nudity did not matter. The leash attached to her collar did not matter. She only looked down, not lifting her eyes until they were inside a room Jennifer had never seen. It was bigger than the other private rooms. Various implements and devices lined the walls. Jennifer noticed also that a spanking bench, a metal frame and a curious device made of wood that looked like a two by four turned on its edge and attached to supports that rested on the floor. Leather straps were attached at various points on each of the pieces.
"When we begin, I will leave the door open so that anyone who wants to watch or play with you, may do so. Do you understand?"
Without being told to answer, or how to answer, Jennifer replied, "Yes, Master."
Andrew approached Jennifer and placed his fingers under her chin, lifting her face so that they looked in each other's eyes. He bent and kissed her, Jennifer returning the gesture.
Andrew led her to the metal frame. He raised her left hand and placed it in the the leather cuff hanging from the top cross bar. He did the same with her right hand. Jennifer felt his hands trace along the outside of her body from under her arms across the sides of her tits to her waist. He rolled her nipples not to hurt, but to excite. Jennifer's mouth emitted a low moan and Andrew seized the opportunity to drive his tongue deep into Jennifer's mouth.
