Finally the black limousine pulls up outside the back entrance to the Underground Club. It's black tinted windows blocking any chance of seeing the occupants. The chauffeur opens the back door, and offers his hand to the passenger. The first glimpse of the occupant is a black high heeled shoe attached to a slender leg and thigh, encased in black silk stockings. The lady swings her other leg out and flashes a quick glimpse of black panties beneath a tight black skirt. She takes the chauffeur's hand and allows him to help her from the limousine.
Out steps a beautiful woman dressed in a long black flowing coat. Her long blonde hair is halfway down her back, she runs her hands through it, tousling it a little to give it a slightly wild look. Her unbuttoned coat flaps in the wind and allows a glimpse of the delicious body beneath. She is dressed in a tight black leather skirt and a sheer black lace top that barely covers her firm breasts. As she steps a little away from the limo, toward the club, the streetlight allows a better look at her beautiful face framed by her long blonde hair. She has a pale complexion, full red lips and green eyes. She wears little makeup and is strikingly beautiful.
Just then another woman emerges from the limousine, ignoring the chauffeurs hand. She walks after the first woman, towards the club, falling in step with her. She exudes strength and confidence. She too is dressed in black. She wears a very skimpy vinyl skirt with a tight form fitting lycra top. Her ample breasts are firmly and proudly accentuated by the material stretched across her chest. A small patch of her lovely alabaster thighs are visible, the rest of her legs are covered in thigh high leather boots with a very high heel. Like the blond, she is very pale, her skin almost dead white. Her eye makeup is done to frame her striking icy blue eyes. Her brown hair is fairly long, very shiny and sleek, like a cat's fur. She walks with a confident sensual sway to her hips.
The women walk towards the club, the chauffeur knocks, a little shutter opens, there is instant recognition and the door swings open. Loud noise and blue light filters from the club as they pass through the door. The chauffeur returns to the limo as the door shuts behind them. The women take no notice as they pass the doors to the rooms that line the hall, they all have signs on them, Bondage, Extreme Bondage, Fetish, OrgyRoom, Pleasure Dome, Voyeurism etc.
Most of the doors are open, revealing rooms occupied with people performing sexual acts on or with each other, others with people doing lewd things with sex toys, in another room a harsh looking woman is waving a whip around a man, completely naked, tied to a chair. The women walk through to the club itself, lit by the blue strobe lights that continually shift, occasionally focusing on people in the club. On stage a beautiful naked girl, slick and glistening with the baby oil she is massaging into her skin with slow deliberate movements of her fingers, seductively moves to the music playing in the club.
The ladies walk to the bar. The barman approaches. "The usual ladies?"
"Yes, thanks Eric. And you Debbie?" The brunette says.
"Yes, thanks, Susan."
"Ladies, such beautiful ladies." Debbie turns to see a drunken man weaving his way towards them. He sloshes his drink on to himself and slurs his words. "Can I buy you lovely things a drink?" Susan turns towards the drunk. Staring at him long and hard. The man coughs and splutters, his face reddens and he backs away quickly. Susan laughs.
Debbie turns to Susan. "That wasn't necessary, Susan. He was just a harmless drunk."
Susan glares at Debbie. "Still a softie, aren't you? The man was bothering me so I got rid of him. You're not going to spoil my fun tonight are you? I want to party and satisfy my appetite."
Debbie laughs. "I can't stop you doing whatever you want!" Eric placed the drinks in front of the girls and they sipped at the thick red liquid.
"Mmmm..." Susan says. "Fresh."
The ladies take their drinks and start to walk towards the couches that are spread throughout the club. The first couch they pass has they see a young girl lying on her back, spread-eagled while an older man licks and nuzzles her pussy. Both are nearly naked, she from the waist down, her bra and blouse pulled askew for easy access, he in only his shirt, unbuttoned with sleeves rolled up. He slowly moves up kissing her, licking her, he looks up as they pass, showing little interest and returns to making love to the girl beneath him. Debbie and Susan continue through the club seeing people involved in all sorts of sexual activity. Some are coupling openly on the couches or on the floor, while others play in small groups of three or four. No one seems at all concerned about passers by or people openly standing and watching their sexual games. Some spectators stroke themselves as they watch.
In the recesses of the club where it is darker there are low groans, moans, grunts and other small noises of pleasure, there are shadows of bodies intertwining, some body images only visible in the dim candlelight. The blue light does not reach these darkest nooks of the club, small pools of candlelight are all that lights the way, flickering, sending eerie shadows and patterns upon the walls. The ladies reach the opposite side of the club and disappear through a doorway, entering a private room, the smell of incense is strong, pervading the nostrils with it's stench.
"Ah." Says a deep voice. "Here are my ladies of the night." The ladies walk towards the voice emanating from the shadows. There is a man, old and wizened, seated on a wide couch.
"Any new clients for us?" Susan says. Prowling around the room like a caged animal.
The man claps his hands and two beautiful girls emerge from behind a curtain. Both are pretty and blonde with ample breasts and are dressed only in light gauze wrap enabling anyone to see the splendour of their young supple bodies. The girls look flushed, their cheeks rosy and giggling a little.
