Club Fantasy is a place that exists only in my imagination.
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My lover and owner wanted to take me to Club Fantasy, which he had heard about through friends. It's an exclusive, members only club that is not only a BDSM dungeon, although they have a fully equipped basement for kink. It also has a bar and nightclub, private rooms, and bedrooms where you can open the curtains and allow others to watch you if you prefer, and also invite others to share in your pleasure if you wish. It also has vanilla lovemaking equipment and toys, all kinds of feathers, vibrators, dildos, whips, handcuffs, video and photography equipment, and everything anyone would need to indulge in any fantasy imaginable.
To gain membership to this exclusive fantasy club, you have to be pre-screened physically and mentally for complete health, and that way you can interact and make love with anyone else there you choose with complete impunity. You also have to prove that you are on some type of birth control, so there will be no unwanted pregnancies from the interactions you might have there. They have an exclusive, member's only web site, too, and you have to pay a hefty yearly membership fee and you need a personal referral to get into the club, but we came to find out that it's worth every cent.
My master and owner told me to get us a membership and I signed us up and filled out all the forms, and got all the paperwork done. He told me to look over the web site and familiarize myself with the club, and he said he wanted to take me there often and fully enjoy me using all their various rooms and facilities. As his personal sex slave, I am not allowed to have any say in what we do, but am expected to obey his every wish and totally satisfy him or anyone else He chooses in the club, or anywhere else for that matter.
When Master took me there for the first time, I was quite nervous but very excited. I had poured over the web site for hours, and looked over the introductions. Each member is required to post a profile about themselves, saying what their sexual preferences are, what they do, where they live, that kind of thing. You can post G or X rated pictures, but you have to post at least one photo of yourself, even if it's just your driver's license, so there are no imposters.
For our first visit, master told me this time we would just go and visit and play with each other, and I was not allowed to speak except to express sounds of pleasure or pain or my safe word. He told me to wear a black knit miniskirt, high black boots, a low cut black blouse which was quite sheer, and that exposed my nipples and breasts nicely. I was forbidden to wear any undergarments and was also told I would have to service him orally in the car before me entered the club so that he would not be too distracted for our first visit.
When we got there, he told me to get us some drinks and I did, but first he made me unbutton my blouse to below my breasts. When I walked around, this attracted quite a bit of attention, but I was not allowed to speak to anyone, and he made it clear from his behavior that I was his property. He had also made me put this on our profiles for the club, which he made me fill out in advance. I actually love being his slave and his possession, because I have quite an active libido and I know he is protecting me from myself through his total care and control.
At the club I was allowed only two drinks, and then he told me to go and dance with someone while he looked around. I found a younger man who was quite interested in me, but I told him I was an owned slave and couldn't speak to him, and only had permission to dance. He seemed to understand this and we danced together for a while as master looked around and got familiar with the club.
When he got back, he said he wanted to use one of the bedrooms and make love to me, but he wanted the blinds opened. I was helpless to stop it, although I am quite shy and was very embarrassed. He soon took me to a bedroom, and opened the blinds, and I was made to strip, stand for inspection, and then kneel and orally service him while others were allowed to watch us. I noticed that the young man was watching me suck and fuck my owner, and this humiliated me and excited me to no end. Finally my owner fucked me doggy style, while I was completely naked, he was still in his gray suit and had just unzipped his pants. There was a small crowd watching us and smiling, yet I was so embarrassed I could have died. Still this seemed to turn us both on more, and we both had very strong, intense orgasms, and then he ordered me to lick him off and clean his cock. I did as I was told, lying there after he ravished me, his juice still wet between my legs, my head spinning from the sex and exhibitionism.
When he was done with me, he instructed me to put my clothes on again, he wanted me to just walk around the club with him. I was still forbidden to speak. We hung out and danced and I was allowed another drink, and we had a wonderful time. Although several men and even a woman approached us to join us, he turned them all down, and just said he was my owner and this was our first time here.
The next weekend we went back the club again, and he told me ahead of time that he was going to give me a public enema and fuck me up my ass as I was exhibited in one of the bedrooms. He also said if and when he ever wanted someone, either a man or a woman to join us, I was expected to fully welcome them, and suck and fuck them as if they were my master. I was still forbidden to speak inside the club, I could express pleasure and pain, but nothing else except my safe word which was "pineapple."
The second time we went to the club he had me collared and I was wearing a leash. This was extremely difficult for me, he knows how much I hate being publicly leashed, but he said I needed to get used to the mental challenge of being an owned slave, and to totally forget about my needs and only serve Him. I also knew he was going to give me an enema in public, and hated the idea, yet was helpless to stop him.
When we go to the club for the second time, he had me unbutton my blouse completely. I had been instructed to wear a micro-miniskirt which exposed my naked body every time I bent over or moved a certain way. I was very embarrassed, and yet it excited me, and he enjoyed watching my predicament as I tried to walk around the club on very high black heels in my leash. Again, several people wanted to taste me, but master forbid it, and told me to get us some drinks and then he told me to dance where he could watch me. He was sitting by the side of the dance floor, and started talking to a very attractive blond woman. I was jealous of course, but helpless to stop him from doing anything he wished. I overhead him tell her he was going to give me an enema that night and take my ass, and I was so humiliated and upset that he would share this with her, but there was nothing I could do.
After we had a couple of drinks, he said to come to the bedroom now. I did, walking carefully on my extremely high black heels, my blouse unbuttoned now all the way, and my skirt so short you could see my pussy whenever I bent over even just a little.
When we got the bedroom, he opened the curtains and told me to undress, and lie on the bed face down. He told me to stretch out my hands and hold them over my head. I was bound hand and foot, and he moved my ass so that he could have access to it, and yet my arms and legs were tied so there was nothing I could do but let him take me any way He saw fit.