Sitting in the wingchair by the fireplace, he drained his glass and quietly set it down on the table next to him. He waited. Smiling at the delicious thoughts running through his mind of how beautiful he knew she would look tonight and how much she would enjoy this evening; how much they both would enjoy it.
"Tasha, are you ready? David asked as he got up out of the chair to refill his glass. As he turned towards the bar, he saw her. The glass forgotten in his hand, he just stared.
"Tash, you are beautiful! Breathtaking in fact!" He exclaimed as he placed the glass on the bar and walked over to her.
Blushing lightly from his generously stated compliment, she smiled softly and said, "Thank you, David. You are looking rather dashing yourself!"
David couldn't take his eyes off of her. She looked stunning in her black halter-top. It was cut low between her breasts, offering just a peek of her softly mounded breasts. The matching black skirt was short and sassy. He looked at her lovely legs in the smooth silky black stockings down to her pretty feet that were encased in strappy black heels. To take away from the severe look of all black, Tash wore a choker of glittering rhinestones, teardrop earrings and a bracelet, all from the same set. They sparkled in the light but not nearly as bright as her excited eyes as she watched him look at her from head to toe.
Her soft voice brought him out of his reverie.
"Shall we go, David?" she said softly.
Nodding silently, he took her elbow and guided her out the door to the car. Both David and Natasha were quiet during the drive to "The Club". Tasha was lost in the excitement of the evening and admittedly a little frightened. She had never gone to one of these clubs before; but she trusted David. She knew she would be safe with him. David, on the other hand, had often gone and was looking forward to introducing Tash to this exciting world he knew she wanted to explore. Finally arriving, David tipped the valet, and they walked inside together.
Natasha looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to her dark surroundings. She saw a bar at the far end with a few people sitting on stools facing the room watching everything that was going on. There were a couple of topless woman standing between the opened legs of one man at the bar, kissing each other passionately. Looking away, she saw attached to one wall handcuffs and hooks holding many different toys, most of which she did not recognize. Her body trembled. David with his arm around her felt it and asked her if she was all right. She smiled up at him with her sparkling eyes and nodded once to indicate that she was fine. Tasha's eyes returned to the room. She saw a cage in the corner with two naked men inside looking out from behind the bars. There was a table much like you would see in the doctor's office and a bench-like table with straps at both ends, padded and covered with black leather.
People were walking around with drinks in their hands just watching as she herself was. Once in awhile, someone would slide their hands across a naked body for a quick caress but nothing more. The "subs" were not touched without permission from the Masters and it was a rule strictly enforced by the bulging muscled men walking around the floor.
Men and women dressed in elegant eveningwear, watched those who were naked or half naked being tormented deliciously by their Masters. It was a very hedonistic sight and Tasha was not immune to it. Already she could feel her body moistening her panties.
David guided her over to the bar. She could feel the eyes of many on her as they crossed the room. David handed her a drink and she sipped greedily needing the comfort she knew it would provide. She could hear David's deep chuckle beside her as he watched her gulp down her drink.
David smiled over his glass at her and whispered, "It is okay, love. Relax and enjoy. This is your night."
Placing the empty glass on the bar, she asked for another but David shook his head no. He bent down to her ear and told her he wanted her aware of every wonderful moment of tonight. Putting his own glass down on the bar, David took her hand and guided her to the dance floor. His strong arms encased her petite body as he drew her gently into the rhythm of the music. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his broad chest. David moved his hands from her lower back to her ass while they danced. He felt her tense as he slowly lifted her skirt to bare her ass to the room. Twin mounds of firm flesh with a strip of black panty from her thong were visible to all the greedy eyes. Tash could feel as well as hear the rumble in his chest when he chuckled because she missed a step in their dance. David's large warm hands slid over her globes firmly before he pulled one away to slap her ass. It sounded like a thunder crack to Tasha, but in fact, it was hardly heard over the mix of music and moans already dominating the room. Lifting her head from his chest, Tasha looked over her shoulder to see who was watching. There were a few who had looked over at her to see the reddening handprint she was sure that was on her ass. Tasha soaked her panties. She was becoming so aroused by the embarrassment of what David was doing to her. David slipped a finger into her pussy from behind and he felt the evidence of her desire.
"You love this, don't you, love? Ahh, but this is just the beginning. We will have to ring these panties out long before this night is over. In fact, lets take care of that now." And with that, David gripped the gusset of her wet panties in his fist and tugged. They ripped from her body easily. David brought the wet panties up to his nose and inhaled.
"Your scent is sweet love but I know I can make it even sweeter." David said as he tucked the torn panties into the pocket of his jacket.
"Let's go. It is time."
David led Tasha over to the padded leather bench she had seen earlier when she came into the room. She stumbled a little but David was quick to steady her. He knew she was frightened but he also knew she wanted this. He would not let her down; they were going to do it. With his hands on her waist, David told Tash to climb over and straddle the 'horse'. Being a petite woman, she was grateful for the help he gave her.
She was VERY aware of all the eyes in the room that were watching the scene unfold. It was like they all could sense that she was a 'virgin' to all of this.