BRENDA'S FIRST BDSM CLUB VISIT
We were in D.C. for one of my business meetings. Brenda and I played BDSM games at home pretty routinely as part of our sex life, but, because of our professions, we couldn't afford taking a risk of joining a BDSM club locally. However, we both decided that if we found one during one of my business trips, we'd take advantage of it if we thought it was clean and safe enough after checking it out.
We had found one the night before just south of the Capitol Building in an industrial area, but the area was well-lit and seemed safe. We agreed that the first night we'd just walk around and see if Brenda were comfortable playing the second night.
Inside, we were warmly greeted by the staff, found that they would admit walk-ins if they were out of towners, and the cost was reasonable. They let us walk around to see what they offered. It was a typical dungeon with non-absorbent covers on all the equipment and wipe-down spray bottles and cloths. There were a wide variety of slaves, all in various manner of undress and more than adequate equipment so nobody had to wait long for anything. One had to ask permission or be invited to join someone else's session, and that individual rules by participants in a session had to be respected. Anyone could watch any action going on without joining in. There were St. Andrews' Crosses, spanking benches, hoist bars, varieties of seating bondage equipment, posts, stocks, cages, etc. There were changing rooms and lockers for personal play equipment.
When we returned to the hotel, I asked Brenda if she wanted to go back the next night and participate. She said she did if I were sure I wanted her to be a submissive in a crowd. I thought to myself, "Is she kidding??!"
We had an understanding that no matter what the scenario, I would never allow anyone else to fuck her with his dick...in any hole. The other hard limits were that I'd never do, or let anyone else do, anything to her so serious as to cause bruising, draw blood, or cause severe pain. Anything else was OK. It was just as well, because we learned the club, as most, did not allow real intercourse, even among partners.
Brenda is a medium-height blue-eyed true blonde. Her pussy hair is very light blonde as well, but she kept it shaved bare and slick as a baby's ass from front to her ass. Her figure is outstanding, with trim hips and legs to die for, and breasts which are medium build and stand out pertly from her chest as if begging for constant attention. She has large inner pussy lips and an engorged clit which is constantly ready...and everything between her legs is fully visible from both front and back due to that tiny triangle formed where her trim legs meet her pelvis! Even her asshole is visible from the rear!!
The next night, we went to the club. She had worn a black shift with no underwear so as not to leave any lines. She had a light, long black topcoat on because of the cool weather. She changed in one of the rooms and came out wearing what I'd picked out for her...a skimpy black bikini and black heels. The bikini was all pull-ties, so it'd be easy to get off. This was not lost on Brenda, and she was noticeably nervous...knowing something of what was to happen that evening!! However, she really knew nothing...nor did I. We both knew she'd eventually be tied somehow and naked...with all her sex totally exposed for viewing by everyone, and toying by...anyone I chose who was interested!! I just decided to play it by ear. I put a leash and collar on her with a short length of chain in back, and I cuffed her hands behind her back, pulling them up and attaching her wrists to the short chain at the end of the back of her collar! I also put a blindfold and ball-gag on her and led her out into the dungeon! Immediately, all eyes...at least all the MALE eyes...were on her!!! They seemed to follow us around, eager to see what I was going to do to her!!
I quickly surveyed the devices, but there was one that stood out in my mind that was better than all the others from the standpoint of the number of things that could be done to Brenda. It was a 6' tall cage of iron rods going from floor to top, with a door barely wide enough for a person to slip through. There was also a 1' square hole in the back about ass level so there was no obstruction to...well...someone's ass! The cage was only about 1' in width from front to back, so there was only just enough room for a person, and he/she would be squeezed inside.
I led Brenda over to the cage, opened the door, and helped her to squeeze herself inside. She knew immediately what it was and began whimpering. I placed black tape around the edges of her blindfold, and uncuffed her hands to raise her arms up over her head, and re-cuffed them after putting them through the bars across the top of the cage!! I pulled her hands through the bars far enough so that she had to stand a bit on tiptoe with her legs separated somewhat to keep her balance. I detached the leash, shut the door, and latched it. There was no need for a lock. She'd never get it open with her hands above her head. The cage wasn't very wide, but the way she was tied would keep her from closing her legs completely!! She was truly at my mercy in there, or the mercy of whomever I wanted to torment her in my place, or to assist me!! The front to back width of the cage was so short that her breasts were forced between the front bars of the cage, aided by my teasingly pulling on the nipples and sides of the breasts to fit them all the way through! She was magnificent...and trapped...and I'm sure she realized that she would soon be totally exposed to everyone in the room!!
I left her there for a while...letting her mind run wild with the possibilities. She could hear people milling around her, but there was nothing she could do but mew unintelligibly into her gag. As I watched her breathing get more and more rapid, and her moaning into her gag become more and more intense, I decided it was time. By now, most of the interested guys had become bored and gone on to other scenes in the room. One guy remained near us. He seemed intensely interested and walked over to Brenda two or three times to give her a good inspection.
Then he came over to me and asked," Are you waiting for someone to join in your fun, or just taking your time?"
He was nicely dressed and seemed pleasant, so I asked, "Do you want to strip her naked?"
He seemed astonished, but said, "Sure! Is that all I'm allowed to do?"
"Well," I said. "If you want to toy with her breasts and finger her pussy a bit, it'll be OK with me, but you'll have to hide fingering her pussy from the dungeon-master. I don't mind, but they don't allow sexual stimulation in here, as you know. Oh...she's very ticklish, too. I'll stop you when I want to take over. Just be sure not to give away the fact that you're a stranger."
He nodded, smiled, walked over to Brenda, and said nothing...just pulled the strings of the bikini top behind her neck! She felt them drop down her back and felt the top slip just a little. She hated to be tickled, but she always had fabulous orgasms when tickling was part of the foreplay. He seemed to know what he was doing and certainly was no novice!! He started at her elbows and danced his fingers slowly down to her armpits...and on down across the sides of her breasts, and back up again...up and down.
At this, Brenda started shaking her head violently and squealing loudly into her ballgag!!
"MWAW...MWAW...MWAW!! NNNNNNNNN...MMMMMNNNNNNNN!!"
Then he went behind, pulled the back strings of her top, and pulled it off in one sweep, being careful to be gentle with the trapped breasts between the bars in front! Suddenly, Brenda's magnificent breasts were exposed to everyone in the room, and other male interest suddenly increased once again!! I noticed that her ass fit very nicely into the 1'-square hole in the bars, intended for full access!!
