I was excited beyond words, I had been told of this place by many but never dreamed I would actually go myself. And it was considered a gag gift from my best friend when she handed me the ticket for entry on my birthday.
The nights sky clear, the cool of the evening chilling my legs as I walked to the entrance of the establishment.
I had picked a beautiful sheer black cocktail dress with appliqués covering the proper places matched with a pair of black lace panties, stockings and six-inch stilettos.
My makeup a little bold for what I was accustomed but fine for the club scene I suppose, the woman making me up for the evening feeling it was fitting for the occasion and the night's events planed.
The entrance to the club was made to look like a dungeon, which I found very entertaining to say the least.
As I entered, the scent of leather was overwhelming. A long iron staircase just after the thick double doors lead downward to the clubs main room. The bar was situated in the center of the huge room; two dance floors on either side of it complete with long runways the length of the room for patrons to dance on.
I glanced upward seeing two woman in a large cage suspended from the rafters involved in quite a display of affection, I had to smile as they both glanced down at me, breaking eye contact as I felt myself begin to blush.
As I approached the bar I noticed a man watching me, his eyes stern and void of emotion, his gaze sent chills the length of my spine.
The music shifted from hard rock to a more erotic flare. The vibrating tones spilling overhead.
My eyes wondered about the room as I ordered a shot of tequila, the rhythm of the music engulfing me, the base notes reaching down stroking my sex, I couldn't help thinking how much I liked the sound system, laughing at myself but wet none the less.
As I turned from the bar my eyes met with his once again, who is he I wondered, very attractive but something dark hovers over him. My eyes leaving his as I slammed my shot and reached for a lime wedge, placing it to my lips, raking my teeth over the flesh of the fruit feeling the slight burn of its acid as it dripped onto my tongue.
A sudden grip to my wrist turning me quickly leaving me slightly off balance completely annoyed at someone being so damn bold. Growling as I glanced up into his eyes.
"Don't you growl at me bitch" he whispered. My eyes widening at his words.
"Excuse me? I don't know who you think I am but you seem to have mistaken me for someone else" was the only response that came to mind considering I was totally confused at his attitude.
" I'm not confused in the least little one, I can see the desires in you" spoken so matter of factly it was astounding.
His grip on my wrist not lessening as he pulled me slowly away from the bar towards a door baring the pentagram deeply carved into the thick wood.
As he opened the door I felt a rush of warmth between my thighs, as we entered the smallish room, I had never seen such things in real life. My heart pounding in my chest at seeing what appeared to be a sawhorse covered with leather in the center of the room, I glanced upward at the chains suspended from the rafters slightly away from it. My eyes scanning the room quickly to access the situation at hand. Taking note of the assortment of toys displayed neatly on the back wall.
He began to pull me toward the horse
" Wait" I protested.
" You have waited to long as it is, you desire it do you not?"
His words rang true but how could he possibly know?
Releasing my wrist he glanced deeply into my eyes
" Go if you wish"
His words making me want with every fiber of my being what I always dare not admit.
I stood my ground eyes cast downward not wishing him to see the fire raging inside me.
Leaning forward he whispered into my ear as his fingers slid beneath the thin straps of my dress.
" You won't be needing this, not here"
Stepping away from me as my dress feel to the floor at my feet. Leaving me standing before him in only my panties, stockings and heals.
A slight curl came to the edges of his lips at seeing my nipples already stiffened, small silver rings dangling freely from there tips.
Holding out his hand for me, a soft intake of breath as mine touched his. Leading me closer to the center of the room, he motioned for me to step onto the small stool at the horse's base.
Stepping up I felt his hands on my hips guiding me against the horse making sure my thighs were pushed firmly against it, as he circled before me taking my hand into his, he kissed its palm and each fingertip before pulling my arm upward and forward placing the leather restraint onto my wrist attached to the first chain suspended from above.
Moving to my other hand and doing the same.
My upper body pulled forward over the horse by the stress of the chains.
His eyes locking onto mine as he reached for a black scarf on a nearby table. His kiss soft on my lips as he took my sight.
The only sound heard was the pounding of my heart and his footsteps walking around me.
With a sudden shove of his foot the small stool was pushed from under me. A gasp escaped my lips as the sudden pull to my arms left me off guard. The horse holding me a few inches off the floor.
I felt his hands on my hips again, letting them slide down my outer thighs as he crouched behind me taking first my right ankle securing it to a leg of the horse then moving to the left. His hands roaming over my body freely as he stood. His lips touched my lower back as he reached around me and pinched my nipples firmly.
His footsteps then heard moving away and the sounds of him removing items from the wall behind me. My heart racing realizing this is real. My panties already damp with my excitement.
Suddenly the cold steel of a blade was pressed to my hip its feel making me shiver lightly, the flat of the blade slipping under the thin side strap of my panties. His mouth pressed to my ear as he cut the strap with a gentle movement of his wrist.
"You won't be needing these ever again, do you understand girl?"
A barely heard "yes" slipped from my now dry mouth.
" Yes what, little one?" His voice slightly elevated.
" Yes Sir?" my voice trembling a tad.
" Yes, say it again!" he demanded.
" Yes Sir" flowed freely from my lips, as he moved the blade to my other hip cutting it with one fluid motion, sending my panties to the floor.
His fingertips moved freely over my hips and ass.
" Your flesh lacks warmth, tell me now of your limits girl" his voice caring but firm.
" My limits are unknown Sir" in a soft breathy voice.
" Your safe word will be cinnamon, can you remember it girl?"
" Yes Sir I will remember" the outer lips of my sex slick with my warm juices, body charged, every cell wanting, needing his attention.
My arms beginning to ache from the tension to them. Not even the sound of his footsteps now just the pounding of my own heart.
The first blow of the flogger-landing square across both ass cheeks making me gasp loudly more from surprise than pain. Three more blows followed quickly, my flesh tingling, a soft moan escaping my lips as the last blow bites harder than the first three.
His footsteps walking towards me, his fingertips stroking the stripes forming.
" Tell me girl" his voice strong and demanding.
" Please Sir, harder" voice small and pleading.
"Good girl" he whispered.
A sudden brutal blow to the small of my back, making me scream out, eyes tearing slightly.
