Remastered Club Surrender from slaveallan68's blog
Some of you may have read this one before, but since first writing it I’ve taught myself how to make illustrations to help convey what I see in my head. In fact the illustrations could tell the story almost by theirselves. So for the first timers enjoy the story, and if you already read the story, why not check out the new pictures, and like always I beg for your feed back
My girlfriends and I decided to check out a new fetish club that opened up. As we neared the entrance, I overheard the doorman turning people away because the club is exclusive to couples or groups in a D/s relationship. Upon reaching the door we’re asked by the doorman how we identified our roles. As expected my two friends promptly replied "Mistress", but fearing being turned away, and having a great desire to see inside, I bowed my head and said "slave Sir".
My two friends glanced at me in shock. The doorman said "welcome to Club Surrender ladies", just as another woman approached me and locked a collar around my neck and then she attached a leash. Next I hear the doorman say, "Ladies the clubs headmistress for this evening has issued an order that all slaves are to spend the night wearing a club appointed uniform with their hands bound and on a leash." this time it was I who had the look of shock. I saw the doorman open the door to usher my two friends in and heard him say "Have a pleasant evening ladies, your slave will be escorted to you, just as soon as she is prepared properly."
At the same time the woman holding my leash said harshly as she yanked on it, "Follow me, SLAVE! Let's get you ready for Mistress and your Owners," and she leads me down a hall to another room, a dressing room of sorts. Once inside the woman turned to me and yelled: " Strip slave, get out of those bloody clothes and hang them in locker sixty, in there you will find something more suitable for a slave to put on, and be quick about it." I disrobed rapidly with my heart racing and did not want to anger this amazon any further.
Once changed I hung up my clothing neatly as ordered, then turn
fearfully to face the woman once again. She was standing there staring at me soaking up my outfit with an evil smirk on her lips, what I have on wasn’t hiding much. The outfit consisted of a strapless black bra, a small pair of panties with a zipper down the front, a set of fishnet stockings with straps to attach to the panties. “What size shoes do you wear?'' I’m asked by my chaperone. I tell her and watch as she goes to a shelf and grabs a pair. “Here, you’ll want to put these on too,” she says, placing the shoes on the table. “Thank you,” I responded. I sigh with a sense of relief knowing that I did have to spend the night naked. I slip the shoes on and wait for my next instructions.
“You have to wear these too,” she says, holding leather wrist and ankle cuffs to match the collar that I presently wore. "put these on slave and don't be wasting my darn time, you’re not... ... ... Just follow the link to continue reading, and to see the new pictures.
https://slaveallan68.blogspot.com/2018/01/club-surrender.html
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| Added | Jun 19 '21 |
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