Marte's New Set of Challenges 10 "End of an Era".
This story is long, but hopefully worth the read. It involves a challenge Cindy accepts from her friends, as part of a series of challenges. There is exhibitionism and light bondage in the story.
Marte, Terra and Cindy stood in front of the bar, tucked away at the back of an abandoned alleyway. The large neon sign on top of the bar blinked on and off. The sign consisted of one letter and one word, "X Club". Cindy took several deep breaths trying to calm herself. She had never been in a dominatrix club before, much less be a participant. She didn't want to think about or know how Terra knew about this place.
"Well, it's time. Let the challenge begin." Terra said with enthusiasm as she knocked on the front door. A small window opened and a voice asked for ID. The three women slid their driver's licenses through the window. The window quickly closed. They waited anxiously for a few seconds before the front door swung open. The three of them entered with Terra leading the way.
Cindy scanned the room. It looked like a large fitness gym, except their were tables and contraptions instead of weights and benches. There were fifteen or twenty people in the club. Loud, electronic music poured into the open building. Marte and Terra talked to a woman at the counter while Cindy took in her surroundings. She saw women in tight leather outfits controlling men, men controlling women, women controlling other women and even men controlling other men.
Cindy wondered if Marte and Terra would be controlling her or if they would have someone else running the show tonight. A minute later, her question was answered. A fit woman who looked to be in her thirties approached Cindy and took her by the hand without saying a word. Cindy felt a tug and followed the woman who led her half way through the club. The woman stopped in front of a bench, toward the front of the building.
The woman turned to Cindy and started to speak. "My name is Vixen. I will be your dominant partner for the evening. You will do as I say or you will be punished. Are you willing to submit to me?"
After hesitating to answer a moment, Cindy spoke up and said, "Yes."
Vixen continued with her instructions. "Good. This will benefit you as much as it will me. If things go to far, you can stop everything by using a safe word. I will not stop no matter what you say to me unless you use the safe word. If you do speak the safe word, I will stop everything and end the session. Your safe word will be 'Texas'. Do you understand?"
Again, Cindy answered with a simple, "Yes."
"Remove all your clothing and put it in this locker. When you are done undressing, lay on the bench and cover yourself with this blanket. I will return in a minute."
Cindy watched Vixen walk away, then looked around, feeling self-conscious. No one seemed to be paying attention to her, wrapped up in their own fantasy world. Cindy pulled her loose dress over her head, folded it and placed it in the locker. She looked around one more time before removing her bra and thong, placing them also in the locker. She quickly wrapped the cover around her body before shutting and locking the locker.
Cindy turned around and faced the bench that looked similar to one in a fitness center, except it was a few inches wider. Black leather covered the top of the bench. She turned away from the bench and sat down. She could feel the bench was sufficiently stuffed with padding. The leather was cold against her skin. She lay down and closed her eyes, waiting for Vixen to return.
Vixen returned and took Cindy's right hand by the wrist. She restrained her wrist with a handcuff, wrapped in black furry material. Vixen raised Cindy's hand above her head, then raised her other hand as well. Cindy looked up and watched her as the hand cuff wrapped around a metal pole that ran from the floor to the ceiling. The second cuff surrounded her left wrist and clamped shut.
Cindy took a deep breath, realizing she had given up control to a stranger. Her hands were no longer free to move around. Before she had time to think, her feet were also bound to swinging arms on the bottom of the bench. Cindy looked around to see if anyone was watching, then looked into the eyes of her captor. Vixen gave her a devilish smile then removed the cover in one swift motion.
Her body was now bound and exposed to any who chose to watch. Cindy instinctively tried to cross her legs before remembering her legs were bound at the ankles. Vixen took a feather and softly ran it up and down the underside of Cindy's arms. The touch of the feather tickled and Cindy tried to pull away, to no avail. The feather moved down to her armpits briefly before moving down to her chest.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the soft touch of the feather as it circled her breasts then moved to her hardening nipples. Cindy moaned softly when the feather began circling her left nipple. After a few rotations, the feather moved to her right nipple and did the same movements. Temporarily forgetting her surroundings, Cindy enjoyed the sensations.
The feather moved inched down the center of her stomach before circling her navel. Wetness began to form between her legs as she anticipated the future direction of the feather. Vixen moved the feather down Cindy's body and ran it over her inner thighs, past her knees and over the top of her feet. Cindy squealed and squirmed when the feather began tickling the bottom of her left foot. She cursed the feather in her head, as if it were a living being itself. The feather excited her and taunted her at the same time in a sexual and nonsexual manner. After tickling her right foot, the feather disappeared.
Cindy's eyes shot open when she felt a minor sting on her left thigh. She looked down to see Vixen holding a leather whip. Her eyes bulged as she watched the end of the whip begin moving toward her right thigh.
"Ow." She exclaimed as the whip made contact with her skin.
