Late in the evening, we three arrive at a club that WE've discovered that has a highly sexually permissive atmosphere.
WE have dressed you in a snug vinyl high-necked jumpsuit that nicely emphasizes your sexy form, and it has a velcro tear flap at each of your breasts as well as one between your thighs. It has thicker bands at the waist, wrists, elbows, ankles, and just below the knee with sound metal rings fastened at each point. WE've also fitted you with a soft red leather collar that bears a ring at the back and at the front. You're also wearing red leather ankle boots, but nothing else.
HE's dressed in black denim pants a black belt and black leather boots, and black leather chaps and a leather vest. SHE wears a silk robe, and underneath are black fishnet stockings and black garter with no panties, and a fishnet bra. SHE carries a leather satchel about the size of a briefcase, the contents of which are unknown to you.
As we enter, the hostess bids the three of us welcome and WE request a table in the middle of the room near the back. We can see, in the low amber light of the chandeliers and wall sconces, that number of couples and small groups are already lounging on the couches and in the booths, and quite a few are openly engaged in heavy sexplay.
A girl is shamelessly straddling one guy in a booth, her mouth lustfully open as we pass her, and her hands spread on the surface of the table as she moves all the way up and down on his cock, and then she holds herself in place as her body shakes from the impact of his hard thrusts beneath her, while another male who is seated to her left feels up her tits and leans in front of her and sucks her nipples one at a time.
Half naked on one of the couches, two women are tightly embracing in a scissor position and are plainly building to a passionate peak as they rub their clits together. The one facing us as WE pass catches your eye and lifts her skirt back to reveal the toy that penetrates them both as they slide back down on it and then grind into each other again.
In the back of the club there is a girl in a four-point swing with a seated man's head between her legs and another gentleman's prick on her long outstretched tongue as she leans her head all the way back to reach his teasing length.
On another couch, a brunette rides a man's cock while another blond spreads herself over his face and naughtily arches her ass cheeks out for the licks and bites of the brunette's eager mouth. As we arrive at our low heavy oval table, and it is thoroughly sprayed, wiped down and dried for our use, the blond and brunette change places and the lean man between them lets out a guttural growl as his cock is momentarily bared and then re-enveloped by the blond girl's immodestly presented blossom. She watches us as she fucks him and jills her little button fiercely as the brunette loses herself on his tongue.
SHE reaches into her bag and draws a blindfold out and binds it firmly over your eyes, and HE leans you back on the table and move you so that your head hangs on the edge over a small pillow, and the HE places another small cushion at the small of your back where your asscheeks are also on the smooth-turned edge of the dark polished wood, and SHE lifts your legs up and tells you to hold them still.
There is a pause during which your ears are pricked by the varied sounds of pleasure around us, and then you feel the backs of your elbows secured to the outsides of your knees, and your wrists anchored palm up to the curved and rounded edge of the table.
Your ankles and waist are then bound to the table as well, so that the firm tension keeps your thighs widely spread and raised and your body helplessly motionless.
Lastly, cord is drawn through the loop at the back of your neck and beneath your shoulders and between your arms to your waist, and tightened to keep your back arched. The pressure against your throat heightens your sense of helplessness, but does not feel uncomfortably tight as long as you arch your back and push that sweet cleft out against the vinyl.
