Some of the character traits of Pia and Greg from the earlier chapters - especially the first, 'Pia wants her lust back' (1)' - could be helpful to enjoy this chapter even more.
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Pia wants her lust back (5) - Greg gets used to his first whipping.
Encouraged by her first experience tying Greg up and using him to her satisfaction, Pia wondered, if there would be more in it for them, if they could get even further. She still had the business card from Lady Sarah, with the club she recommended to Pia, but had no idea how Greg would react.
When she mentioned the idea to Greg, he was a bit hesitant, but did not want to appear too prudish. Pia was the most attractive woman he could think off. And they both enjoyed their invigorated sex life. So, he was happy with what they had. But Pia was the person always pushing for change in their relationship, so finally, he accepted.
When they did arrive at "Torture Garden", both where a bit nervous about what to expect. A tall good looking blond welcomed Pia and Greg at the entrance of the villa.
"Hi, I am Mag. Let me explain to you a bit about our club. On the first floor, you will find outfits for both of you and gadgets for your fetish. Second floor, you will find the center stage and the bar. We also offer finger food, and there will be a show every full hour on the center stage."
"On the third floor, there are the public and private playrooms. It is OK to watch others in the public area, but you can only engage, if you get invited by those already interacting in the public area. If you engage without invitation, you will be asked to leave the club."
"If the private rooms show a green sign, they have been cleaned and you can enter them any time. If they show a red light they are taken already."
"If you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask me or any other staff. They are easy to recognize by their name tags."
And their ultra-short skirts Pia thought to herself. She had chosen a sexy leather dress. Greg was wearing black Jeans and a black shirt.
"I need a drink now," Pia said to Greg. "I am nervous, too," Greg replied.
When they entered the second floor, for the first time heads did not turn when Pia entered the public space. They were surrounded by all sorts of latex, very provocative cut out dresses, or gowns that clearly revealed the individual's sexual preference. Many of the professional woman had not been shy in using any imaginable form of surgery and silicon to enhance their appearance.
When Pia took a bit more time to look around, she remembered a sentence of Lady Sarah's. If you believe you are beautiful, you are attractive for others. All the women here would not make it on the front page of a fashion magazine. But Pia rapidly identified three, that stuck out, but not because they were pushing their outfit to the limit. There were others that revealed more; but maybe needed to reveal more to be noticed. They stuck out to Pia because of their aura.
One of those ladies that Pia had noticed stood not far from them. Tight black over-the-knee boots and a body with perfect cleavage. Provocative - she could afford it - but not too much by Pia's standards. Her hands and underarms were covered in silk gloves. Greg noticed that Pia and the woman scanned each other with their eyes. When Pia looked at Greg she wondered if he found her interesting as well, or if he would feel attracted by those who revealed the most.
Greg smiled. He noticed again that Pia would look more at women, than at other men. By his standards he clearly had competition. Well built, well trained, tanned, with shirts and trousers tight enough to show what they had. But when he observed Pia through the corner of his eyes, she did not seem too interested.
Greg started to look at the woman that had caught Pia's attention. She was quite a sight. Her dress suited her well. Her cleavage could have been a bit deeper for a place like this - and would provide him with more 'insight', Greg thought.
Greg guessed that some help from surgery and silicon had been involved. But she had something, and her appearance was somehow likeable. Greg realized that he liked to look at attractive woman. However, he was not drawn to the point that he wanted more from her.
Greg could not imagine having sex in real life with any other woman than Pia, as long as they were together. However, not having a sexual thought when looking at other women would not be normal - at least in Greg's mind.
Pia asked Greg. "If you were alone, which woman would you like to approach? The blond over there with her XXL-boobs?"
Greg knew he was on dangerous ground.
"I am not alone! I have you and so I have eyes for you only."
"What a gentleman! But now don't be a wimp. Which one would you like to meet."
Greg pretended to look around for the first time. He discretely pointed out three to Pia. Two had been on Pia's list also, and the woman nearest to them they both had on their list.
Suddenly she came closer, looked at Pia and said: "Hi, I am Zoe. You seem to be knew in this place."
"Hi, I am Pia and that's my husband Greg." Pia moved closer to Greg to mark her territory.
Zoe continued. "I am not a full-time employee, but I come here regularly as I sometimes perform on stage. That's why I don't wear a name tag. But I noticed that you looked around like most novices, when they come here for the first time. At the beginning it might all be strange, but for most people here, it is an opportunity to live out their fantasies."
"If you want to get closer to others don't be shy, approach them with clear eye contact. They will react, if they want to get in contact."
Pia asked: "So what are most people here for. Talking or living out their fantasies?"
"You find both. Obviously here in the bar there is more talking, upstairs more living out your live-style," Zoe responded, and continued: "What are you here for?"
Pia was hesitant about how much she should reveal to a complete stranger.
Zoe continued as Pia did not react: "I am only asking, so I might introduce you to others sharing similar passions. From your dress it is not clear what your preference is. Let me guess." Zoe continued looking at Pia: "You are more on the dom side."
Greg jumped into the discussion: "Sorry I forgot my whip today."
Zoe smiled very discretely, not unnoticed by Pia. Pia added: "Ok, we are novices to this whole thing. After 30 years of marriage, our sex life needed a bit of a reset. So, we started to experiment a bit and enjoyed it. A bit of role play - agreeing who is in charge - but nothing extreme. We kept it in our bed room and amongst us. I guess you would call it vanilla BDSM. Today we hope to get a bit of an inspiration."
"So, my recommendation is, go upstairs and watch. Use the opportunity to check the stores downstairs. The staff is helpful and you can see and touch before you buy. And don't miss the shows. I will be on stage at 7. Have fun."
"Thanks for your advice," Greg managed to say, before Zoe turned around and walked away to say hello to another couple.
Pia turned to Greg: "Have you seen anything that you like?"
"Something that I would not like for sure is the "Baby look" over there," Greg said immediately.
"Glad I don't have to wash nappies every day, but the dummy could be a nice soft gag," Pia said with twinkle in the eye.
"Don't push it too far. If I need to be gagged, gag me with something proper. A dummy is just too much for my ego."
"Honestly, would you like me to gag you?"
"I don't know. There was something I felt when I heard you moaning into the gag when I had you gagged. I am not sure that it would be nice to me."
"Come on wimp. I have allowed you to gag me. If it's all about balance in our partnership, shouldn't I than get the opportunity to gag you?"
"Well, you didn't have a vibrator in your ass, did you? I think We are even."
"Please let me gag you. Please, please, please only once," Pia pleaded while stroking Greg's cheeks. She than kissed him.
"If I give you my finger, you'll take my hand," Greg replied in flirty way.
"If you give me one finger, I'll take your hand, your arm, your body and your dick and I will not let you go!" Pia kissed Greg intensively. She sealed his mouth and pushed her tongue deep into his mouth. Greg was surprised. Pia never kisses him with an intensive kiss. For whatever reason she would use her tongue and mouth with great joy on every inch of his body, but not his mouth. He just wanted to hug her, press her more against his body and respond to her kiss, when she stopped. Greg looked at Pia questioningly.
"I wanted to make sure to every woman who you belong to. There are too many women with too little fabric running around. Don't expect this to be a regular exercise," was Pia's answer - what a shame rushed through Greg's mind - but Pia continued so change the subject: "Shopping downstairs or looking upstairs, or more G&T?"
"Let's go upstairs," Greg replied, feeling brave.
"OK, let's go upstairs and find out if we better continue with our vanilla BDSM, or explore something new," Pia responded.
"Do you think our sex is vanilla BDSM? How do we know, what other couples really do in their bedroom? Could it be, that we think porn films and Literotica-stories are the reality?"
"My always beloved husband; and my sometimes master and sometimes slave, to be honest I don't care. My personal goal is not to win an 'extremist BDSM' competition. If others think it's vanilla, but we love it as it is, what's the problem. But 'Fifty shades of Grey' has stimulated many. Sales of cuffs, crops and whips have gone through the roof since those books have been published. Maybe we get something out of here, maybe not. There is no risk."
"Did 'Fifty shades of Grey' stimulate you?"
Pia's answer was short: "No."
