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This is my 1st time posting to Literotica. I have been a long time reader of the site, much longer than my current account would imply. I am hoping this to become a multi-part story so please send honest feedback. This is much tamer than I planned on but if you give me another chapter or 2 I promise they will get there. Please give me honest feedback so i can tell what to improve for the future.
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I looked around as I walked into the club pulling a little rolling case with me and smiled as I started to hear and feel the thump of the music. I paused to let my eyes adjust and move forward and let my ID card get scanned for the second time by a very imposing bouncer. It was also scanned outside the door to open it, just one of the steps this private club uses to keep everyone safe. After a quick positive beep from the scanner, he steps aside and asks me, "Sir would you like me to store your bag?"
"Give me one second", I say as I quickly opened up the case and grabbed a smaller bag from the case looking towards him, "Now you may but I plan on needing it tonight so keep it handy", I say with a little more confidence than I feel, but after only being at the club a few times I have realized that having nothing in your hands makes people ignore you or assume that you are looking for a dominant so I packed a simple bag to carry with me.
Stepping forward through the short entranceway and hearing now that someone has started already as I hear the distinct sound of hand spanking flesh. I start to smile, it is only the 3rd time I have walked into the private BDSM club that I was recently invited to join, and everything is still exciting. I have been a member of the local community for a while now, but just recently there was an opening at the club and I didn't give it a second thought before accepting the offer. As my eyes continue to adjust and see people of all ages, and genders, some dressed completely normal like myself and others in all kinds of fetishwear.
At 27 I figured that I would be younger than a lot of the people at this club being it is an invitation-only club. I don't have any features that would make me stand out in a crowd, average height, short dark hair, I exercise to keep in shape but not bulging full of muscles, no viable tattoos in fact as I look around I decide that maybe I do stand out here but for the lack of features and pause for a moment to ponder that but decide that I am here to have fun and shrug it off. Tonight I was just dressed in a decent shirt and jeans looking like I would fit in anywhere.
Walking further into the club I am faced with a world of mostly black and red furniture but also a smattering of other colors as well. My eyes immediately go towards the sound of the spanking I heard a moment ago and see a young woman standing over what seems to be a slightly older
man bent over with his head and hands locked into the stocks. I smile and pause to watch for a moment. I decide that she is probably a little older than me but definitely stands out because she has on a full dominatrix outfit that shows off all her curves which are just in the right places. As I look at her I notice that she is slightly taller than I am, looks like she must work out a lot, and is very muscular. The guy in the stocks looks to be at least 10 years older than her. He has on an open leather vest and tight leather underwear. As I stop, I see her run her nails down his back and smack his ass and watch him as he tries to squirm. Glancing at the table next to them I see floggers, paddles, and a few other toys and smile. I make a mental note to myself to keep an eye on her and see if she plays with multiple people or not, there are nights that I would not mind being under her control, but pass her by tonight because that is not what I am looking for tonight.
As I look around no one else is playing yet just mingling around in the seating area off to the left side of the door. Some chatting with friends and partners and, some likely doing the same thing that I need to do, look for a partner for the night. I scan around the medium sized room admiring all the toys they manage to squeeze into the area. Scattered on that side of the room there are several of the distinctive X-shaped St Andrews Crosses, several spanking benches of various sizes, and a small medical exam table with a wax warmer next to it. On the other side, I see my personal favorite items, a large suspension A-frame, that I have yet to use, and some mats that are typically used for people doing floor rope, wrestling, and other types of play. There is also a small cage that I have not noticed before. On the far wall, there is a second door with a bouncer in front of it. I have not been allowed back there but know their private rooms for people once they have been a member long enough.
I slowly start looking around while wandering around the floor I notice there is a cute but very nervous-looking lady examining the A-frame, I spend a moment looking her over. She is a little shorter than I am but not much, with red hair with a freckled complexion to match and roughly my age. She has on a cute tight latex halter top and a very short mini skirt to match and mid-height heels. They all show her features very well and she fills out the halter like it was designed for her. She looks vaguely familiar but I am confident that I would remember someone looking like that.
Slowly I wander in her direction while looking around at the same time and so far don't see anyone else immediately catching my eye. As I approached her I think I see her glancing at me but she looks away quickly. I smile and take a quick nervous breath as I decide how to introduce myself. As I pretend to check out the other side of the frame I look over "How are you doing, enjoying yourself?"
She pauses and looks like I might have startled her a little bit but she recovers quickly and shyly smiles while looking down at her feet, "I guess so. I just got here for the 1st time. It is a lot to take in" she pauses and maybe blushes a little bit, hard to tell in the dim lights, "I am Betty_Bunny, or at least that is my fetlife name, just call me Betty. I suppose this is all familiar to you", looking at the frame and the mats.
My turn to pause and blush, "Actually this is only my 3rd time at the club and so far I have only watched. I have just been trying to get a feel for the place. I go by NewRigger_D but everyone just calls me D."
I smile realizing that we are both new, "So what are your first impressions, my first night I hid at one of the small tables and don't think I said a word to anyone." stepping a little closer to her as I speak.
Shyly shrugging, "I am not gonna lie is a little overwhelming to take it all in, but at least I am speaking to someone on my 1st night" giving me a cute grin. She starts to walk to a nearby table but glances back at me as she walks clearly wanting to continue with the conversation, "Let's move over here so we are not using the play space."
Following her and watching her skirt and hips sway nicely as she walks, "You said that tonight was your 1st night, I am surprised because I thought I got the most recent opening?"
"I am fairly certain that I became a member at the same time as you did the last openings were when a couple moved, but I have not gotten up enough nerve to come yet. I have seen you at some of the munches, but I typically hide near the door or corner not saying much and never dressed like this." still looking anywhere but at me, we take a seat opposite each other at a nearby table.
Now it hits me and I immediately realized that she has drawn my attention at munches in the past. She is usually wearing baggy clothing and seldom says anything at the munches but the few times she has spoken she always sounded shy but had very good points, and ideas and seemed well educated in the lifestyle. I had wondered what was under the baggy clothing but would never have guessed she looked like that.
She fidgets and continues," I was told that I had to make my 1st visit soon or I would lose my spot and well I was tricked by a girlfriend of mine to wear this. She and her boyfriend knew how shy I was and told me that they had the perfect outfit for me and told me to come over a couple of hours before opening time by the time I saw the outfit it was too late to back out" she glares at the young lady now flogging the guy in the stocks.
Chuckling realizing her friend was the lady I checked out walking in, "Well I for one think she did a great job. You look much better than my boring clothes. So Betty, with a name like BettyBunny is it safe to assume that you are interested in rope or some kind of bondage?", as I say this I lay my bag on the table trying to casually display the hanks of nice unused nylon bondage rope it contains.
She sees the rope and starts to reach out to touch it and just before touching remembers to ask," May I touch?" to which I quickly nod. She takes out a bundle and runs it between her fingers mesmerized suddenly, "I am extremely interested in being tied up, my friend" nodding toward the Dominatrix again, "tied me up a little and it was great but she doesn't usually have any time free she is always busy with her boyfriend" she places the rope back in my bag.
Nodding in agreement, "It is hard finding people that you can trust to play with or even talk to about this lifestyle. That is why I enjoy going to the munches and all the classes I can go to, I have been attending the local Shibari classes and whenever I get a chance learning some of the impact stuff as well", hoping I don't scare her off.
She looks across the room over my shoulder in the general direction of her friend before she starts looking at one of the negotiation guides that are always found on the table and looks directly at me for the first time, "Do you have any time tonight, if not I understand?"