It began over twenty years ago. Pat was a bit older than me at 45. My name is Ian. Like so many affairs it grew out of two people seeking more than shallow husbands or frigid wives could provide. I had met Pat through work. Medium build, red hair good firm breasts despite having two children and an ass that I totally loved and would worship all day if she let me. After some months, casual teasing had turned into an affair; sex whenever we could meet had always led to us talking afterwards about sex and fantasies and things we had wanted to try.
I had told Pat about my desire to dominate and this led to some one on one adventures in Los Angeles at a club where we rented dungeon space. I had spanked and paddled her before fucking her hard. She liked the experience and I thought we would continue experimenting in the future. I wondered if she took part in this kind of play to please me or did she really get into it? Yet, I couldn't ignore how she reacted to being spanked, paddled, or bound in some way.
When the opportunity to be in New York together occurred, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to go to a BDSM club. She asked if it was like the one in LA, and I said no, it was more public but I was certain there were private areas. I told her there was no expectations on my part and that we were going just to look around and see if there was anything she found interesting.
We arrived around 10 o'clock. I paid our fee inside the front door and we were told by a young woman who worked at the club if we were going to play, that lockers were available. I said that we were going to just look around, having never been at this club. She explained that there was one large public area and three smaller ones, as well as 4 private rooms which could be reserved. She smiled at us and told us to enjoy. There were 30-40 people present. It being a Tuesday night, I thought that was a pretty good crowd. Pat was nervous but I held her hand and we began to explore the club.
We stopped to watch one scene that involved three males. One, the submissive, was on his knees with his ass up, being spanked by the second male. The sub was giving head to the third male. Pat seemed mesmerized by the scene. She leaned into me and asked if I thought that the submissive would get fucked in the ass.
I said, "Well, we can stay and watch and find out."
Pat said, "Let's look around some more."
We saw in a smaller open area a female being whipped with a flexible cat-o-nine tails. She was bound to a St. Andrews Cross with her back facing out. She was an attractive woman, about 25 years old and the male who was whipping her was in his 50's. A women was standing next to Pat watching. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and very attractive. When the whipping was over the woman turned smiled at us and left. The female who was being whipped was unfastened from the cross and led away by the male. We walked around for a while and asked Pat if she wanted to get a drink.
We got our drinks and found a circular sofa that was empty and sat down. About ten minutes later the woman that had been watching the whipping with us came over and asked if she and her husband could join us on the couch. She introduced herself as Caitlynn and her husband's name was Ron. Ron, it turns out, was the older guy who was whipping the girl on the St. Andrew's Cross. Caitlynn asked us had we ever been to the club before because she had never seen us. She and Ron were somewhat regulars at the club. I told her that it was our first time at the club but had been at one other club out of state.
Caitlynn asked, "What is your orientation?"
I told her that I was dominant and Pat was my rather novice submissive. She asked what we had done and I told her.
Caitlynn asked Pat what she had seen at the club that got her interest and I was surprised when she said, "The three guys was intriguing. I liked watching Ron whip the girl. Do you know her?"
Ron said they had just met at the club tonight. Fast worker, I thought. Caitlynn then asked Pat if she was going to play tonight. Pat looked at me with a worried look but I told Caitlynn that we were only looking to see if there were things Pat might like to do. Caitlynn nodded and removed a card from her pocket and gave it to Pat.
She said, "Look, call me if you have any questions. I have been into the BDSM scene as a Dom and so has Ron. We both enjoy the lifestyle, but we like helping people who want to know more."
And with that, we left. About two months later, we learned that we would have to be in New York again. What I didn't know was that Pat had talked to Caitlynn a few times since we had met. I asked Pat what they had talked about and Pat said they had talked about getting together at the club. I asked her if she realized what that meant and she asked what did I mean.
"Pat, it means not only will Caitlynn dominate you but she may also want Ron to dominate you and perhaps have you service them as well." What Pat said next was the really unexpected.
"We talked about that. I told her about our experiences with threesomes so being with a woman wouldn't bother me. I wasn't totally sure I could do anything with Ron but we would see and you had to be there and take part."
I said, "Of course I will be there if that's what you want. I am dying to see this. When is it going to happen.?"
"Next Thursday night," Pat said.
I told her that this was her call. If she felt uncomfortable we would stop and leave.
"We discussed that," Pat said. "I have safe words and with you there, I think I will be able to do this. In fact, I am certain I want to do this."
I was quite impressed with her responses and was falling even more in love with her.
The night of the get together with Caitlynn and Ron finally came. We arrived at the club and Caitlynn was in the lobby. She smiled at us and hugged Pat and said, "Well, there is only one more thing to do. Pat, you have to decide on public or private."
Pat nearly shouted, "Private!"
"I thought so," said Caitlynn. "Follow me, please."
Caitlynn led us to a private room near the back of the club. I the room was a large mat on the floor, the pillory we had seen being used by Ron and his sub on our first visit, and a padded bench that looked like a saw horse but had a wider middle piece that someone could be bent over. There were straps at various places on the bench.
Caitlynn walked over to Pat and said, "OK. Nothing will happen that we haven't discussed. You will always be asked if it is ok with you to do something that was not discussed. If that happens one of us will place a hand on your shoulder so that you know we are talking to you, not our submissive. Do you understand?"
Pat nodded and said that she understood. Her breath was coming in shorter gasps and I could tell she was getting nervous. "But, from this moment on you will obey all orders given to you. Is that understood?"
Pat said yes.
"Good. Then let's begin. Strip naked!"
This was a moment of truth. Pat had only been naked with other people if we were having a threesome. She had never been naked in front of another man and me. Pat had dresses rather casually. She wore slip on shoes, slacks, a button up gray blouse and a bra and panty set. Yet, when the order was given she slipped of her shoes and handed them to me and I put them out of the way. She then unbuttoned her slacks and let them slide down her legs and stepped out of them. Caitlynn held out her hand and Pat handed her the slacks. Caitlynn folded them and placed them by the shoes. Next, with her hands shaking a bit, she began to unbutton her shirt and let it slide off her shoulders, Pat gave the shirt to Ron. When he returned, Pat seemed to hesitate but Caitlynn told her to get on with it and Pat reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She handed the bra to Caitlynn who didn't move. Pat hooked her fingers into her panties and in one quick motion they wer off. She bent down to pick them up and gave them to Caitlynn who placed them with the rest of her clothes.
What a sight! My wonderful lover naked in front of three people. I was behind her, Ron and Caitlynn were in front of her.
"Hands behind your head," said Caitlynn. Pat instantly obeyed putting her hands behind her head and interlocking her fingers.
The effect of this, of course, pushed Pat's tits forward into a "touch them" mode and that is exactly what Caitlynn did, grabbing both nipples and pulling them towards her. Not hard but certainly firm enough to let Pat know her tits were being pulled. Then, to add to the increasing tension, there was a knock on the door.
"That must be Helen," said Ron and he went to open the door.
In walked a woman about our age, perhaps a bit younger, who had a medium build, short blonde hair and a vibrant smile. She came in front of Pat and introduced herself.