This is a "spin off" story from "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" - of which I am the original author - which is about a family that discovers sex with each other or others outside the family. Simon is one of the characters featured from outside of the family. This story explores his sex life.
It can be read as a stand alone story or have a look at "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" to connect the two.
"A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" is an Incest / Taboo story, "SIMON SAYS - MY STORY" is a fetish story.
Please note that I am the original author of "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER" and the original author of "SIMON SAYS - MY STORY"
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WORKING AT "THE CLUB"
Not only was I working as a gardener and escort with Noel but I'd now started working at "The Club" as well. I'm not quite sure what my title would be, a stud?, a slut?, a cock?, a Dom?, a male baby?, a male stallion?, a sadist?, a piss slut? or a masochist?, you name your fantasy and I would probably be involved in it, straight sex, gay sex or bi sex, again I'd be there.
My bank balance was certainly improving by selling my body for a living.
Doctor Moore had called me back to The Club after my medical, not sure what medicals usually involve dressing up as a male pony and fucking a nurse dressed as a dominatrix, having my arse whipped or having my balls stretched, but I passed.
The Doctor offered me a job and after him explaining what went on, what was expected of me and discussing the job with Noel, my Mum and my sister I said yes.
Doctor Moore presented my with my uniform, a white jockstrap, and I started work there. It took me a couple of weeks to realise what I'd let myself in for and to understand what The Club was all about.
I was amazed by some of the things that I saw and some of the things that I got involved in but my cock seemed to be hard from the time I got to work to the time that I headed home.
The Clients.
The clients, or guests as we had to call them, would arrive by a chauffeured car or people carrier, a few would fly in my helicopter to a local airfield, and the vehicles would drive through the big up and over door on the unit and that would close before the guests got out. Very discreet.
Doctor Moore would always be there to "meet and greet"; a lot of the guests were regulars and greeting the Doctor like old friends meeting up at a country club for dinner.
I was amazed at the identity of some of the guests, politicians, royalty, top-notch celebrities, highflying executives, old money families and new money families. That's how I met the Moss family. The guest's names were never mentioned. It might be a single man or women, a couple M/F, M/M, F/F, a group of friends, a group of businessmen or women, even stag or hen parties. All of the guests would be vetted; all the guests would have been medically checked.
Some of the guests would keep them selves to them selves, very discreet. Some would meet up with other guests and make the whole thing a social event.
The guest would usually let the Doctor know what the scenario was that they wanted in advance so the rooms could be set up and the staff prepared. The regular guests would usually want the same scenario whenever they came to The Club. Some guests would just get involved with whatever was on offer but some guests just wanted to be voyeurs and watch the staff play out the guest fantasy scenario.
The Staff.
We, the staff in our uniforms, would also be there to meet and greet. Doctor Moore would always be in Doctors whites, it gave him authority. He would occasionally get involved, depending on the scenario the guests had asked for. For an older man he was very fit and had a decent sized cock between his legs.
Staff that provided sexual services, like me, wore white. Men wore a white jockstrap and trainers; the women wore small white knickers and a half-cup push up bra although most of the girls did without the bra.
Security staff wore red, a red jockstrap or red knickers and bra and were there to provide security for the guests or to provide muscle for us when dealing with guests in the scenarios they got involved in. They also provided security for us, keeping an eye on us during some of the more specialist scenarios. A few of them would also provide a length of cock or a spare fanny if needed, well they couldn't stand there watching and not get hard or wet.
Medical staff wore blue, again a blue jockstrap or blue knickers and bra. They got involved in any scenario that had a medical element and also would look after us if we needed any medical intervention.
House keeping staff who looked after the guests in the accommodation section stayed the other side of a door that separated the accommodation from The Club areas.
I occasionally stayed the night at The Club if I finished late or was too fucked to drive home. The staff accommodation was good, what made me always laugh was the atmosphere in the staff dinning room, semi naked people sitting around chatting about what they'd just done or what they were about to get involved in. It was all very open. It was an interesting mix of people with an interesting mix of reasons for getting involved in sex work. For most it was the money but they were all there because they wanted to do it and all of them enjoyed what they were doing.
Some staff would only get involved in certain scenarios, vanilla, straight, gay, bdsm etc. Whereas some of the staff provided very specific services, medical play, I was happy to get involved in just about anything that I was asked to do, I just loved sex and all aspects of it.
Behind the Scenes.
We would take the guests to their rooms which was like a 5* hotel with a bar, spa and top notch restaurant. When they were ready to "play" security would meet them at the separating door and take them to the right room.
Before meeting the guest and playing with them, if "play" is the right word, we would talk through, with either Doctor Moore or one of the other Doctors what the guest wanted and what we were happy to do. If it was anything other than vanilla sex a safe word would always be agreed, if I used this word security would step in and stop the action. I never had to use this word; I enjoyed my boundaries being pushed hard.
One of the medical staff would check us over and prepare us which makes us sound a bit like slaves or animals - we aren't!!
The medical staff would check all over our body for marks or bruises, I always had bruises, problems of working as a gardener in my day job. My arsehole and cock would be checked, we always had to be douched out when playing with guests, and any medical swabs or samples would be taken. If we needed anything to help our performance that would be administered, maybe a Viagra tablet, or if it was going to be a long session I'd get a shot of Trimix direct into my cock, yes, I yelped the first time, but it would keep me hard for a couple of hours or more.
Last thing would be to get fitted up or dressed up in the gear required for the job ahead. Nappies and baby grows for the adult baby scene, bits, bridles, reins and butt plug tail for the human pony scene, restraints, tit clamps, butt plugs and gags for the BDSM scenario.
Once we were ready security staff would take us to the room to wait for, meet the guest and start to play.
