Chapter 9 - The Club
(Part 1 was chapters 1 through 7 and Part 2 was chapter 8.)
The room was dimly lit, much like any nightclub would be. The music was loud enough but not so overpowering that someone would have to shout to be heard. An old Linda Ronstadt tune, "It's So Easy" was playing. There were booths around three sides of a hardwood stage. Each one had a curved black leather cushion behind a half-circle shaped table.
The stage wasn't very high. There were only three steps up to the polished floor. On the stage was a naked man with his hands held above his head by the chains coming from the ceiling. His ankles were cuffed to a shiny metal bar that held his legs wide apart. A woman dressed in a red leather dominatrix outfit was holding a leather paddle and massaging his butt with her other hand. From the massive erection he was sporting, I had to assume that he was enjoying himself.
There was a bar, with a black leather clad female bartender, along one wall behind a row of booths. There was a fifteen food wide area between the back of the booths and the bar stools. A lot of people were standing there talking.
It was obvious to me, even as a novice to this club, who was dominant and who was submissive. Only the doms were talking. Most of them were holding a leash or two, attached to their subs. Of course all of the doms were women as Beverly had told me they would be. She was also correct that the mix of subs was about half female and half male.
The dominatrixes were dressed in a variety of outfits. Black was the predominant choice but some were in brighter colors. Their styles varied from being covered head to toe in skintight black leather, to the flimsiest of boudoir garb. It was apparent that leather didn't make a dominatrix. Attitude did.
Most of the subs were on leashes that attached in a variety of ways. A leash attached to a cock ring was popular. Some of the men had a ball stretcher on and the leash was attached there. I even saw one guy that had the head of his cock pierced and a ring through it. His dom put a leash on that. I sincerely hoped that Beverly wasn't in to that because that was one thing I simply wouldn't allow and I didn't want to disappoint her. From the lack of body piercings on our group of women, I was pretty sure none of them would ask me to do that.
There were both male and female subs that had leashes attached to collars and at least one of each sex that had a chain suspended between their pierced nipples and a leash attached to that. I saw a few submissive women that had jewelry adorning their sex, but none of them had a leash attached there. I wasn't getting any piercings anywhere. I was sure of that. A few of the subs were not tethered and just stayed obediently near their dom.
Without exception, every sub had their genitals exposed. The majority of them also had shaved or at least partly shaved genitals. Most were naked or nearly naked and most had their wrists cuffed behind them. Some had costumes on but the costumes always exposed the breasts and genitals. Most of the dominatrixes were just the opposite. I didn't see any of them exposing their genitals and only a small percentage of them had their breasts completely exposed.
Nearly all of the people were quite attractive. There were a couple of them that were a bit too fat for my taste, but they were otherwise good looking people. There were some people that looked like they weren't old enough to be there and others that were certainly in their sixties. I'd never see a naked sixty year old woman before, but there was one there that looked pretty damned good for her age. The wrinkles in her face gave her age away, but she had a tight looking body. She must work out regularly to stay in that kind of shape.
Beverly was right. I was already getting an education. I was seeing quite a variety of naked and scantily clad people. I'd always liked my women with medium to thin builds. Right now I was looking at a young, medium height woman that was at least thirty pounds overweight. She was completely naked except for her collar. Her breasts were quite large and the junction of her legs and shaved pussy had attracted my attention. I felt my dick twitching at the thought of getting closer to her. That was the day I lost my prejudice against fat women. Well, not all fat women. I still didn't want to bed Roseanne Barr.
A blonde woman wearing tight low cut red blouse and matching slacks approached us. I'd guess she was about fifty but she could have been ten years older or younger. She was quite beautiful and had an incredible figure with large breasts, a small waist and strong looking legs.
"Beverly! It is so good to see you," she said. "You have someone new with you I see."
"Hi Gail. It's nice to see you too. This is Joe. He is an old friend that I just introduced to our lifestyle a week ago. He's taken to it quite well. I'm very proud of him," answered Beverly. "Joe, this is Gail. She manages our club."
I was told not to speak so I just nodded my head the best I could with the mask on.
"Nice to have you here, Joe," said Gail. "You're in the hands of an expert dominatrix. You couldn't do any better that Beverly."
Gail looked slowly down my body. "He's quite a looker, Beverly. Look at those pecs. I'm jealous!"
"Thank you, Gail. You SHOULD be jealous. He's quite a catch," answered Beverly.
"May I touch him, Beverly?" asked Gail
Beverly looked in my eyes for a moment to read my reaction. She didn't see any objection in my eyes and I wasn't talking, so she consented. "Sure, Gail. I think Joe would like that and I don't mind sharing him in that way."
Gail reached up with both hands and grasped my shoulders. She squeezed them and then moved down my arms squeezing my biceps. Then she put both hands on my pectorals and rubbed them. Having this attractive woman examining me like a piece of meat was getting me seriously turned on. I started thinking of unpleasant things to try to avoid embarrassing myself with an erection. None of the other men had one except that guy on the stage.
"He's a strong one, Beverly. He's got a very athletic build. You can even see his abs," she said as she explored them with her fingers. Then she moved her hands down to my hairless pubic area, touching the skin just above my cock. "Nice job. This feels to smooth to be shaved. Did Jan do this?" asked Gail.
"No one can fool you, Gail. Jan and her girls did that just yesterday. They do marvelous work," answered Beverly.
"Nice schlong on this boy too," said Gail as she took my cock in one hand and lifted it.
