The Executive Lifestyle Experience
By TheProfessor7002
Author's note: This is the continuing story about a shy young wife exploring her submissive desires, under coercion at first, then with greater enthusiasm as the story progresses. It is a fantasy, set in a fictional world where there is no risk of STDs, and there is no downside to casual sex with multiple partners... As I said, fantasy. Don't try this at home.
Chapter 2: Floor Show
McCafferty turned to Lisette and Emma.
"Ladies, you may dress, but leave your panties here," he ordered. "I want you naked under your dress."
The women obediently slipped on their black cocktail dresses, and zipped them up. Then Emma took my arm, and Lisette took Master Scott's, as we headed over to the main ballroom.
As we approached the ballroom, I could see there were a number of others in attendance. It was a large room, with seating around the perimeter, various couches and chairs. There was also an inner U-shaped arrangement of chairs, open on one side, near the center of the room, surrounding a carpeted area of about a 20 ft square perimeter. People were trickling in as couples or small groups, seating themselves to wait for whatever show was about to transpire. We found a seat along the base of the inner ring of chairs. McCafferty sat next to me, on my left, with Lisette on his other side. Emma sat next to me on my right, and cuddled against me.
We had a short wait, during which time, McCafferty described the kinds of performances that were typically conducted here.
"Exactly what happens varies from performance to performance, and is the prerogative of the people involved," McCafferty explained. "Sometimes, there are tutorials, in some aspect of BDSM, conducted by invited guests, or members with expert knowledge. Those sessions are generally for the education of other members and their guests. More often, one of the members wants to put his slave on display, in a public session held for the entertainment of other members and guests. Such sessions may be public play... or punishment... or some mix of both. The amount of audience participation that is allowed is solely up to the member conducting the session. Some will allow no audience participation, beyond simply watching the show as the Master performs with his slave. Some allow people to touch, but no more; some allow, or even encourage, full participation, within the guidance stipulated by the Master running the show."
"By 'full participation', do you mean audience members are permitted to engage in actual sex acts with the slave?" I asked, trying to understand the limits.
"If the Dominant allows it, yes," McCafferty clarified. "That is one of the advantages of knowing that everyone is medically screened. It opens up the possibilities. Some people still choose to wear condoms, or the Dominant may specify that as a condition of being permitted to engage in sexual play, but more typically, they are not required. What is required, is strict adherence to the limits specified by the Dominant."
The show appeared to be getting ready to start. A man in an expensive looking suit stepped out into the center of the room, holding a microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention." He called the room to order and waited for silence before proceeding. "For any guests who don't know me, I am Mister James Bartlet, the manager of the ELC, and your Master of Ceremonies for this evening."
He waited for a smattering of applause to die down.
"Tonight, we have a special treat. Master Brad is initiating a new slave, and has invited you to witness this event, and to participate, in accordance with his direction. Master Brad... Please come forward."
An attractive, 30ish man in a suit came forward, leading a very attractive young woman by a leash secured to the black leather slave collar around her neck. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, with black leather cuffs, clipped together with a medium-sized padlock. Her ankles were free, but she had a matching black leather ankle cuffs on each.
The girl was barefoot, scantily clothed in a sexy, two-piece outfit of sheer, white, semi-transparent silk. The bottom was an 18" wide swath of the silky material, wrapped twice around her waist and hips, ending in tails knotted in front. The tails of the fabric draped below the knot, forming a short tassel that hung to mid-thigh... The top was made of a 6" swath of the same sheer white material, wrapped below her breasts, ending in tails that tied around the middle of her back. Two broad swaths of the semi-transparent white fabric extended upward, loosely covering her breasts, ending in tails that tied, halter fashion, behind the neck. The resulting wispy halter did more to highlight the girl's breasts than to really cover them. There was little doubt the girl was naked under her "barely there" slave-girl outfit.
With them was one of the ELC's female staff members, identified as such by the outfit I had learned to recognize as their uniform (Sexy little black dress, black silk stockings and heels, a slave collar around her neck, and black leather restraints around her wrists and ankles). She was carrying a gym bag.
"Thank you, Mr. Bartlet," Master Brad acknowledged. He then addressed the audience. "This is my new slave, Amanda," he said, gesturing toward his slave. He then turned to the staff member that had accompanied him. "I believe most of you know Ann, who has kindly agreed to assist me this evening."
Ann waved to the audience by way of introduction, then moved over to the end-most chair, where she set down the gym bag and opened it. She reached inside and retrieved a 2-foot length of steel chain and a medium padlock.
Master Brad continued to address the audience.
"Amanda has recently turned 18, and is new to her slavery. I believe she a natural submissive. At any rate, she was quite keen to submit to me as my slave, and I had to hold her off until her 18
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Birthday. She was a virgin the first time she subbed to me, though she is not any longer. She has subbed to me on several occasions, but this is her first real experience at this club. Thus, while she is no longer technically a virgin, she still quite innocent and sexually inexperienced."
He paused for a moment, to let that sink in.
Emma snuggled tight against me, obviously turned on by the prospect of what was about to happen.
"Since this is Amanda's first exposure to the ELC, we are initiating her as a slave. You, the audience, may participate in her initiation, but you must respect my direction. As I am sure you understand, this is likely to be a very intense experience for young Amanda. We therefore need to proceed with caution."
Mr. Bartlet interrupted Master Brad's monolog.
"Before you begin, Master Brad... as the club Safety Officer, I need to ask your slave some questions."
"But of course," Master Brad replied.
Mr. Bartlet turned to Amanda, who stood, nearly naked, under the bright lights illuminating the center of the room. She was completely on display, her young body mostly visible through the diaphanous white silk of her slave outfit.
"Now, then, young lady, are you over the age of 18?"
"I am, sir," Amanda replied. "But only just."
"Are you aware of your Safe-words?"
"I am, sir," Amanda replied, squirming slightly under the scrutiny of the audience. "'Red' means stop everything; 'Yellow' or 'Mercy', means the scene is too intense, and to please lighten up."
"Precisely," Mr. Bartlet acknowledged. He turned to the audience. "I need each of you to be aware of that, as well. I'm sure most of you are, but I see a few new faces. If you hear this slave say 'Red', all play is to stop immediately... no ifs, ands, or buts. We will check in with Amanda, and determine whether we need to stop altogether... no harm, no foul... or instead, what has to be modified in order to continue. This has to be absolutely respected. Here at the ELC, all play is consensual, and this rule is essential to ensuring that is the case. If you hear her say 'Yellow' or 'Mercy', she is indicating the scene is too intense. In that case, you are to back off immediately and allow Master Brad to decide how the scene needs to be modified. You may rejoin only when he says you can.'
