This is my first story, it is in no way real, completely fictional. Any likeness to places or events is completely coincidental. I hope you enjoy, please give feedback if you have any.
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For my nineteenth birthday my brother took me to the club he worked at. He refused to serve me alcohol, but didn't care about anything else I did. I ended up meeting a wonderful woman. Her name was Kate, she was one of the dancers at the club. When she took her break she came and sat by me, I learned a little bit about her. She was twenty, a student at Billingsy University about a mile away, studying to be an English teacher.
After her break was finished she asked me if I wanted to learn a dance with her. I didn't want to decline and be rude. But I also didn't feel comfortable learning a strip dance in my brother's workplace. Kate took me by the hand and guided me to a side stage and taught me a simple dance, gives a quick look at the breast and nipple and teases the viewer. Kate made me feel quite a bit more confident in myself. We even made one of the patrons uncomfortably horny. She took me to the back of the stage and we had a laugh about it. I was surprised when she kissed me, it was such a quick random thing, I had just stopped laughing when she grabbed the sides of my face to kiss me. When she let go she asked me back to her apartment.
"I've never gone home with a woman before. I actually haven't gone anywhere since I was sixteen. Had a bad relationship. Sorry you didn't ask for my whole backstory. I'd love to go with you, thank you Kate." I said to her before proceeding to take my purse from my brother.
A couple months later I had moved in with Kate. She had gotten a job as a part time teacher until she could graduate with her degree, and was still working at the club. I had quit my job when I moved in with her. We had decided that I would only leave our apartment if I was with her, and absolutely necessary. Which wasn't rare, but still didn't happen much. I would have the groceries delivered to our apartment, Kate would run to other stores as needed, it worked out wonderfully.
The day I moved in Kate took me to about eight erotic stores. We had to pick up a leash and collar for my everyday use. Then we had to pick up a catsuit, punishment bra and panties, clamps, and such equipment. Then we went to a couple second hand and thrift stores to sell my clothes, keeping only lingerie, pantyhose, and high heels. From that moment on I was to be naked and presenting myself unless instructed otherwise. Those occurrences were rare beyond belief, the most I wore was my catsuit about once every three months. The next most covered I was would be when wearing my harness to kink parties. Kate loved the harness, because it had a connection for my leash on it, making it so she wasn't choking me at those parties every time she wanted me near.
Today Kate was hosting a Kink party, in our apartment. I say apartment, but we live in a duplex style neighborhood and Kate owns our apartment and the two surrounding it. Which are the only three in our grouping of houses. At tonight's Kink party Kate has made it clear that I am to have my legs spread all night, breasts presented out and clamped, arms behind my back, and allow anyone to do anything they desire to my body. When I am summoned to Kate either by her bell, or the shock collar I am to ask a guest to guide me by my nipple clamps to Kate. Requesting they tug and pull hard on the clamps.
