Club Surrender 02 from slaveallan68's blog
Mistress Nikki gently slips her hand into my bra and clips one clamp to a nipple and then the second one to the next, "how are we doing, slave?" "I'm ok Ma'am," I answer calmly as I cringe from the punishing biting of the nipple clamps. Shivering from anticipation and the fact that I am nearly naked and standing in a fetish club for all to see. I take a quick moment to survey my new surroundings. At first sight, the club appears like any other nightclub. To one side there is your typical bar with its beer taps, and the liquor bottles displayed in the back. Of course, not far off from there is a dance floor. The only difference here, all of the dancers are dressed like me, and had their hands tied like me.
To one side I see an array of tables where you can see clothed people sitting, and their almost naked slaves are kneeling or standing next to the table. Just beyond that, I can see the play area, with all kinds of kinky furniture. I expect I’ll get introduced to it soon enough. I can see a woman tied to a cross, both her arms and legs were spread wide to give her owner full access to all her sensitive spots. In fact, I see that her master has already put clamps on her nipples, and they look tighter than the ones Mistress Nikki put on me.
The look on the poor slave's face makes me think she has been teased and denied an orgasm for quite some time. Seeing the anguish each time her Master pulls the vibrator away is getting me excited.Then it dawns on me, I could be in that slave predicament too.
Also in the play area I see a cute slave with his hand pulled high above his head, which is forcing him onto his toes. Attached between his feet is a polished spreader bar preventing him from closing his legs. This lovely specimen is also sporting a ball gag, which became apparent when his mistress stepped into my view. In each of her hands, she’s banishing a shiny leather flogger. She wasted no time in guiding her tools to their intended spot on his naked ass.
Again, and again I hear the swoosh of the flogger as it impacted its target. I am spellbound as I watch the slave flinch every time the flogger kisses his skin, and I swear his cock is trying to grow another inch with each slap, if it wasn't being stopped by a cock cage. I catch myself rubbing my legs together as I watch his predicament. Nothing else seems to matter as I stood there staring.
"Slave!... Slave, look at me when I speak to you." I hear turning my head to focus on Mistress Nikki. She has slid my leash onto her wrist and is now holding a tablet in her hands. "I have a few questions to ask you, slave. Are you ready?" I nod my head up and down to say yes. "Good! So...
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| Added | Nov 22 '21 |
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