We are a happily married couple who have been exploring our kinks and fetishes for years. With time, I've become more submissive in the bedroom and she's become more dominant. Recently, we've played more with humiliation and with cock and ball torture. She gets a rush out of making me squirm and I get off on her humiliating me. With time, she's talked more and more about her fantasies of being with other men.
She had to travel to NYC for work for a Thursday and Friday, so I came along to make a long weekend out of it. We had been talking about visiting a swingers club for a year, but never really made the leap. I suggested it before we planned our NYC trip and she was into the idea.
We decided to go on a Friday night, which was had a kink theme. It also happened to be a night where they allowed single men to attend. We discussed before hand that she makes all of the decisions, I'm her sub for the night and there were no expectations in any which way.
We arrived to the club and most people were just hanging out, talking, and having a drink. We immediately got drinks and soon the nervousness started to wear away. We decided to explore the club, which was broken into a few sections and rooms. When we walked past the locker area, she ordered me to strip down naked and put my clothes away. She did not disrobe. She was wearing a black dress that showed her petite figure and amazing ass.
She handed me a white towel and said, "You can wear this to hide your sad little penis."
I immediately became aroused and felt my cock begin to grow. We walked into a room and there was a threesome with two women and an older man. On the bed across from them a man was fucking a woman doggy style. In the room across the hall, two large lesbian women were in the middle of fisting one another. In a third room, two male & female couples were having sex next to one another with a fair amount of space between them.
"I bet you want to fuck me between those two couples, don't you?" She asked.
"Yes Mistress, I do."
"It isn't going to happen. At least not at this point."
We went to the basement, which is where the dungeon is located. It was darker than the rest of the club. There were a few red light bulbs and some screams coming from the distance. As we entered the main room, there were a number of women getting paddled on spanking benches. One was a woman spanking another woman. The other was a man spanking a woman. My wife sat on an empty bench and ordered me to the floor to massage her feet while she watched what was going on in the room. A feminine young guy entered the room with another man who was a little bit bigger and more masculine than he was. He chained his submissive feminine partner to the Saint Andrews Cross that was in the middle of the room. He tortured his nipples and cock while I served my Mistress. When they were finished, she ordered me to stand against the cross. She pulled my towel off and I felt the clasping on my wrists and ankles. I was there, naked and fully submissive to my beautiful wife. She tugged on my nipples and rubbed my cock. A couple sat across the room, watching. He was fingering her under her towel and they would kiss passionately as I was tortured. Then she whispered in my ear that she would return.
