The Velvet Dungeon

The Velvet Dungeon: Night One

The night begins at The Velvet Dungeon as Lady Myst opens the huge doors to welcome her new arrivals.

" Welcome my sweets. " ~smiling softly~ I ask that you come in and make your self at home. Tonight is for members only...by invite." ~looks around and nods~ I see that you all showed, thank you." ~blows a kiss to her gentlemen friends and smiles seductively~ I hope that you all brought your lady friends tonight I wouldn't want for anyone to be lonely tonight...I have a treat for you all." ~turns and motions for all to follow~ " Grab a seat where ever you wish and my waitresses will get you any drinks that you wish."

The room begins to fill with about twenty or so people that Myst has personally invited for her first night. The circular rise in the center of the room is the stage,which we shall call the pit, it is covered in a deep crimson carpet, that takes on the color of blood. If you stroke your fingers across it would seem to be the softest you had ever touched. A single polished brass pole rises out of the center of the stage. There is soft, strategically placed lighting surrounding the stage, the rest of the front room is dimly lit immitating the soft light of candles. There are many small private tables surrounding the pit, two high back chairs at each. Each chair is covered in red leather. Beyond the tables to the left of the entrance is the bar, fully stocked with any beverage of your chosing, stools covered in red leather as well line the bar. The right wall seems to be an ordinary brick wall, but if you look close enough you will see that there are three areas sectioned off, each having it's own set of chains. These are only for use if reserved in advance, the middle section belonging solely to Myst...for her pleasure. The rest of the room is filled with larger tables, booths at the corners.

The walls are decorated with antique renaissance items, especially those for torture. There are four private rooms to the back...we will discuss those at a later date. I'll give you a tiny hint...huge rooms, four poster beds...devine.

As the guests finish seating themselves, Myst walks to the bar and picks up her drink, a brandy. She moves to the center of the room, stopping only for a quick hug to a few choice friends. Then continues on to the pit.

" Well, now that we are all settled, let's begin. This is mainly a sex club, i'm sure that you all have realized that by now."~laughs softly and takes a sip of her drink~ After tonight I will have many different talents up here in the pit for you to enjoy...but for tonight...I thought that I would give you all a treat..." ~ smiles devilishly and unhooks the whip from her waist~

" I will need a vollunteer" ~looks around and her eyes meet a young handsome fellow, she recognizes him immediately, she cracks her whip on the edge of his table and winks~ " Ah, m'lord I see that you chose to come alone.." ~ smiles wickedly and walks to him. Takes him by the arm and leads him onto the stage... motions for the bartender to dim the lights around the pit slightly~ " My sweet you have just become my victim for the night" ~laughs softly, kisses him on the cheek and whispers~ " what do you want from me tonight love? Dom or sub?" ~smiling he rips the whip out of her hands and kisses her roughly~ " You know that I am the Dom, m'lady." ~filling his hand with her hair, he pulls her head back and kisses her hard. A soft moan barely escapes her lips as he scoops her up in his arms and carries her to the wall with the chains. He sets her down and pulls a leather cat mask from his pocket and instructs her to put it on....She stands there with the mask on revealing her emerald green eyes, a slight flicker comes from deep within. He takes a step back to gaze upon her and smiles approvingly.

The long flowing black dress she wears is sinched tightly at the waist in a black leather corset which zips up the front. A leather choker is wrapped around her neck, a ruby dangles from the chain attatched, dipping into the space between her breasts. A delicate silver chain clings to her hips(usually this is where her whip is attatched). On her feet she wears black high heeled leather boots.

" Time for some punishment m'lady... I have been waiting a long time." ~ smiles slyly and forces her backwards into the center of the wall, quickly locking the chains around her wrists. Then he kneels down and takes her foot and trails his tongue over the cool leather, his head slips under her dress as he moves upwards to her thigh, finding the dagger she always has strapped there, deciding to let it be since she was chained. He pulls himself from under her dress and goes back to her boot, removing it slowly, kissing her ankle as he does. Then repeats the process as he removes the other boot, locking the chains around her ankles when he is done. Standing, he unzips her corset and removes it, tossing it against the wall. He tugs at the laces of her dress and then removes the chain at her waist. He pulls the dress away from her body and lets it hang at her arms, replaces the chain around her waist as he looks at her body. She is standing there completely on display, naked except for the strap at her thigh holding her dagger and the chain around her waist.

The other patrons of the club are either watching attentively or have begun their own private entertainment. A soft symphony of moans and grunts coming from the back of the room.

Our mysterious man begins to kiss Myst softly, letting his tongue trace the outline of her lips, parting them gently and dipping in to taste. She is moaning softly, letting her tongue dance wildy with his. His hand moves down her body to her mound of dark curls, slipping a finger in and then bringing it to her lips. He rubs his finger over her lips and then urges her to taste. she flicks her tongue over his finger as she sucks it into her mouth, he quickly pulls his finger away and then kisses her hard, tasting the sweet mixture of her mouth and her juices.

Breaking the kiss he moves to her neck, licking and scraping his teeth over her sensitive skin. She barely manages a whisper," Not here...not yet.." Her moans are soft as he moves to her collar bone, nipping her there and then using his tongue to make a path to her breasts. Taking them in his hands and kneading them firmly, pressing his face between them, he bites her hard on the sides of her breasts, drawing a bit of blood. He laps at it and then teases the area around her nipples with his tongue. Placing little kisses around them, but not touching the nipples yet. He licks around each until they are nice and wet, then pulls away a bit and letting the warmth of his breath linger over her nipples. Her nipples are rock hard and aching to be nibbled on, but still he does not touch them.

"Do you want me m'lady?" He looks deep into her eyes, noticing the flicker of fire they hold. She opens her mouth to speak. He quickly places his hand over her mouth and shakes his head," It seems m'lady that you have forgotten the rules of a slave....I shall have to step up the punishment" ~smiling he kneels down and flicks his tongue over her clit, and then moves to release the chains at her ankles.. She lets her head hang down, her hair falling over her shoulders, slightly covering her breasts....

He glances over his shoulder and spots a man sitting in the corner watching very intently, he motions for him to join. " I may need some help with this one, she can be quite fiesty." The second man rises from the dark safety of the corner and pulls a mask from his pocket, (Myst is still chained with her head hanging down and never sees the face of the second man...)He pulls the mask over his face and then walks over to where Myst is chained. Standing as close as possible to her he places his hand under her chin and lifts her eyes to his. All she can see is his eyes, deep blue and very haunting. " Hello m'lady..." She gasps slightly as she recognises the voice. The first man continues to unlock the chains from her ankles and then moves to release her wrists, pulling the dress away and throwing it against the wall. Both men proceed to turn her around to face the wall and then lock her back up.

The man with the blue eyes pulls a paddle out of the bag he left at his table, and then looks to the first man, Terry. " Do you mind if I take over for a bit?" ~smiles and smacks the palm of his hand with his paddle~ " Do as you please for now, but in the end she will be mine...I will finish her." ~Terry steps away and heads for the bar....

Now Myst is chained with her backside facing the few people that are still watching, the others seem to have wandered to the back rooms....

The second man, Jon, is standing behind her now, pressing his body hard against hers. He laughs and then whispers," My turn m'love, do you know who I am? I owe you for weeks of torturing my mind m'lady" He pushes her hard against the wall, " I am only going to give you a taste of what you deserve tonight." he whispers. She is pulling and tugging at the chains, struggling to break free, she knows the voice of the man behind her but can't place it. The fear and anxiety is begining to build up inside of her, this only fueling Jon and bringing wild thoughts to his mind. He places his hand flat against her back and gently rubs the paddle across her ass, letting her get the sensation of the cool leather. He does this just for a moment and the draws the paddle back and smacks her hard across her ass, catching the exact spot where it is most sensitive. Myst screams out and pulls wildly at her chains. He kneels down and adjusts the chains around her ankles, positioning her just right. Her legs are now spread apart just enough that he can get the exact spot he wants.

He smacks her again a bit harder, making her cry out and toss her head back, her hair flipping back and catching him across the face. He grabs her hair and pulls it hard and holds her there as he smacks her again. Bright red welts are begining to form and he rubs the paddle gently over her ass, urging her nerve endings to come to life once more. When she lets out a soft moan he scmacks her hard three more times.

Terry walks up carrying a bowl of ice and kneels behind her, he takes the ice and begins to rub it softly over her ass, letting his tongue catch the drips as it melts. he places a piece of ice in his mouth and lets his head dip between her legs, teasing her clit with the cold of the ice. He lets his mouth wander around the outside of her pussy and down the insides of her thighs, and then drops the ice as he moves back up, letting his tongue dive deep inside of her, making her moan deeply. He has both has hold her ass, kneading the area where the paddle made contact, keeping the sensation of pain alive as he is pleasuring her. He nips and bites hard and her clit, making her buck against him and tug at her chains, she is dripping wet and Terry is licking up every bit of her juices. Jon taps him on the shoulder and motions for him to step back. Jon kneels behind her and pushes his fingers deep inside of her as he nips at her lower back. She is moaning wildly and has no clue who is behind her.

With each thrust of his hand she moans, and tugs at her chains, totally at J's mercy. He pulls out and then enters her again, now with four fingers plunging deep into her, making her cry out in pleasure. Jon looks over his shoulder to Terry questioningly, and Terry nods. The silent approval to go further. Jon smiles and pulls out and spreads her juices around making sure she is nice and wet and then proceeds to push his hand deep inside of her, stretching her hard and making her scream, the mixture of pain and pleasure ripping her apart inside. Her knees go weak almost immediately and she seems to just hang from her chains as her body begins to tremble uncontrolably. Jon stops and then stands filling her hands with her hair and pulling her to kiss him. She is breathing heavily and her heart is pounding as she realizes it was Jon who was commiting that act against her. Her eyes lock with his as she finally realizes who this man is. She opens her mouth to speak but he covers her mouth with his hand and whispers," Quiet m'love, you need not tell..." He turns around and tosses his paddle to Terry."

Finish her my good man, make sure to leave the paddle at the bar." Jon turns and grabs his bag and walks out of the club, a grin of success across his face.

Myst turns her head and watches as Jon walks away, he stops at the door and turns his eyes catching hers. He silently whispers his oath to her," I will have you again m'love." He turns and steps through the doors into the night.

Terry kneels down and begins to unlock the chains around her ankles, lets his hand wander up her leg and caresses her between her thighs. He stands and presses himself hard against her and whispers," M'lady, you shall be thoroughly punished for letting another man touch you that way." He laughs softly and moves away from her, bringing the paddle down sharply across her ass, making her cry out. He laughs as he does it again and again. Her cries filling the room as he punishes her. He leaves her there as he picks up her clothing and her boots, he carries them to the bar, instructing the man behind the bar to make an announcement on Myst's behalf and to bring bring her clothes and a few other items to her back room.

Terry returns to Myst and releases the chains from her wrists. He turns her around and kisses her passionately and scoops her up in his arms and carries her to the back room.

(( to be continued.....))L.M.