The card arrived anonymously in the mail, no return address, no note inside the envelope. The ad showed a woman, on her knees, bound and gagged, with the website for the club at the bottom. According to the site, Dynasty offered the opportunity to submit, to be taken, to be used. The members were all dominants, screened to provide a safe place for submission. Gloria's pussy tightened at the thought, and on a whim, she signed up. A week later she received a phone call, giving her the address of the club and an appointment time. The person on the other end of the line treated it like a business transaction, nothing more.
When the time came, Gloria drove around the block several times before getting her courage up enough to enter the building. The waiting room was sparse, with only a few chairs. On the other side of the room was a door with a bell next to it; the note above the bell directed you to ring it once to let the group know you were here. After pressing the button and hearing the chime on the other side of the door, Gloria sat down nervously, gnawing her lower lip. She crossed and uncrossed her legs again and again, watching the door, wishing they would call her name. She thought about leaving, but she signed up for this- no one had asked her to do anything, it was her choice to come. She knew that this was what she wanted. What she needed.
After what seemed like hours, the door opened and an older woman appeared. She looked down at the folder she was carrying, then glanced at Gloria and off-handingly gestured for her to follow her. Gloria got up and took a moment to brace herself before following the woman through the door and down the hallway. The hallway was dim, and like the waiting room, the walls were bare.
Once again, Gloria thought about leaving. 'What have I got myself into?' she thought.
At the end of the hallway, the woman opened a door and led Gloria inside. The room was dark, with the only source of light a bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Gloria shuddered. It was like being in a horror movie.
"Undress," the woman stated, her voice void of any emotion at all. Gloria did as she was told, quickly shedding everything and handing the garments to the woman. Gloria was then handed a blindfold and instructed to put it on and keep it on. Once the blindfold was in place, the woman left the room without another word.
Gloria heard the door open again and held her breath. She sensed it was a man, but the person said nothing as they walked toward her. He walked around Gloria, examining her curves from all sides. He moved to stand in front of her, towering over her petite form. He put his large hands on either side of her head, tilting her face up, forcing her to open her mouth, looking at her teeth and tongue. Gloria felt dehumanized- it was like she was a horse at the fair. And yet, her pussy was tingling and her nipples were hardening.
His hands slide down to cup her breasts, his fingers kneading her flesh. Gloria moaned as he pinched her nipples, lightly at first then harder and harder. "Bend over," he ordered, his voice deep. "Palms flat on the floor."
Gloria did as she was told, feeling her face get hot as he slide his hands over the rounding of her backside and down the backside of her thighs. He slide a foot between her legs, forcing her to spread them wider. He squatted down and pulled her ass apart, exposing her pussy and ass to his inspection. Standing back up, he slide two fingers between her pussy lips and inside of her cunt. He withdrew his fingers after a few moments and stepped away. Gloria went to stand up and was promptly slapped across the ass.
"I didn't tell you to move cunt," he said. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing her upright. She felt his breath on her neck as he put his mouth up to her ear. "You don't do anything until you are told to do it. Got it cunt?"
She nodded.
He left the room again, leaving Gloria alone. A few minutes later, the woman was back, holding a basket. "He said you'll do," she muttered. She put the basket down on the ground and grabbed a length of rope out of it. "Bend over a bit," she ordered, then quickly bound Gloria's breasts tightly. She pulled Gloria back upright by her shoulders. "Put your arms behind your back, each hand on the opposite elbow." Gloria did as she was told, and the woman tied her arms together, which forced her tits out farther. The woman then put Gloria's hair into a tight ponytail. Finally, she forced a round gag behind Gloria's teeth and fastened it tightly behind her head. Once finished, the woman left the room.
Gloria did not wait long this time; the man returned moments later. He walked over the Gloria and smiled as he examined her bound tits. He reached up and pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, watching her face and enjoying the reaction. He pulled her upwards by her nipples, forcing her up onto her tippy toes. Her head fell backward and she moaned. He let go and then slapped her right tit; the sudden blow caused her to trip a bit. He grabbed the rope around her tits and steadied her, then slapped her left tit. She groaned.
He moved away from her, into the darkness, then flipped a switch, and Gloria saw light streaming in around the edges of the blindfold. He pulled the blindfold off, and Gloria was blinded for a moment. When her eyes adjusted, she saw a tall man with a muscular build standing at full table of instruments and implements laid out for him to use on her. When he turned around, she gasped. Before her was her boss, Kevin Merrick, holding a pair of nipple clamps. Kevin walked back over to her and flicked his fingers over her nipples, watching her face as he did so.
He bent over a little bit so that he would look her directly in the eyes. "I can stop now, if you'd like, but I don't think you want me to. I've been watching you, Gloria, and I knew that this was who you really were." He leaned in close. "Do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to take everything I want?" he whispered into her ear. .
"Please," she begged, the word barely understandable because of the gag. Her nipples were reacting to his touch, stiffening up obediently, and her pussy was dripping wet. "Don't stop."
Kevin grinned and tugged on her nipples, causing her to moan again. "Are you going to be my good little slut?" he asked.
She nodded. "Please," she begged again.
That was all Kevin needed to hear. He attached the clamps and she moaned as they tightened. "Oooh... does that hurt?" He pulled on the chain connecting the clamps, causing them to pinch a bit more. She moaned louder in response.
He went over to the table again and picked up a riding crop. He began slapping her tits, delighting in the yelps that the stings caused. He felt his cock hardening behind his zipper and reached down to adjust it. Gloria wiggled and shifted, trying to avoid the crop, but he found his target each time. Her tits, swollen around the rope, began to flush from the blows.
