Ok so as I promised, and what I was definitely going to stick to, me and Wifey returned to the sex club for the BDSM night.
Now this time we both felt even more relaxed and more at home. It showed with the way we dressed. I was in a slim fitting white shirt, thin black tie and black pressed trousers. Wifey was unbelievable, red fitted dress, cut off at the boobs, bottom part flairing out. Long enough to just cover her amazing ass but short enough to give you an eye full walking up stairs behind her. The outfit was finished off with fishnet stocks & black high heel shoes……..a moment of silence please……………
I didn’t know what to expect and as we walked up the stairs to the bar/dance floor area the place was busier than I’ve ever seen. The outfits too, wow. Girls and guys in full PVC outfits, a guy with a gimp mask, corsets everywhere. We were probably the youngest people in there and there seemed to be people well into 50s even 60s there. Quite a lot of single guys, no black couples but there was a solitary black guy there. He spoke to us, seemed like he was following us around a bit, but maybe that’s in my head. But he was like middle aged and not in good shape. I’m not sure how successful single guys are at these kind of events but I’m guessing if you’re not very good looking and not in decent physical shape it must be hard.
There was one 3way going on behind closed doors but you could look through the window. FFM action, two slim good looking women and one happy guy. It was good to watch, no BDSM action going on there. In another room a plumper woman was getting seriously finger fucked by some dude. They seemed to get unnerved by the audience attention and closed the blinds so we could no longer see.
We ventured down into the dungeon (the main event) and we finally got our first taste of what BDSM is all about. Now Wifey is really interested in this so anticipation had been building. There was a guy laid over a bench with two dominant women behind him taking turns to spank his bare ass. All he had on was a black gimp mask. One of the mistress’ was a tall fuller white woman wearing all white underwear, with huge breasts and the other was an average built black woman in all black with a corset & black underwear. It later transpired that the gimp mask guy was the black mistress’ slave. Through different parts of the night you could hear her shouting seekingly “where’s my slave.” At one point she put him into a cage, told him if he spoke to anyone he would be punished. As onlookers watched he grabbed another ladies hands and licked it (random I know). Another random guy lied the slave had been speaking and the mistress followed through with her threats. Out came an electric fly swatting sort of thing which shocked its victim. She touch it onto his nipple and boy did he scream. AAAHHHHHHH!!! She took visible pleasure in continuing to shock him and seeing him recoil in terror.
The dungeon saw lots of action that night. One older lady in her 50-60s with a slave woman in her 40s breast exposed over her corset, on a leash around her neck. A guy in a full dungeon master outfit spent a good time whipping her breasts, then bent her over whipping the hell out of her ass. Another guy joined them and they spent a good 5 minutes working her ass. The slave woman took it very well, hardly any screams, until she started crying. I didn’t see that coming but the slave mistress did comfort her well. Not sure if that is proper behaviour in BDSM but it was nice of her. Throughout the night we saw women’s feet being licked, bare butts being whipped and spanked and women being chained up while they got fingered, breast fondled and pussy eaten.
Although there were many people there and a lot of fun going on in the dungeon, there was actually not much sex going on. We decided to change this. After being excited by the goings on we saw, we retreated to a room upstairs. We locked the door and she started to grind on me, I lifted her skirt to expose her amazing ass. Kissing her as she grinded on me until she span around knelled down in front of me and unzipped my trousers, slipping my aroused dick into her mouth. This is when I noticed we had started to build an audience. The black guy following us about had his face pressed up against the window watching us, another guy somehow went out onto the balcony so he could watch us from the outside facing window. We undressed kissing each other all over our bodies. She stripped down into nothing but the fishnet stockings. I laid her down on to the bed, opened up her legs then dived into licking, kissing and teasing her clit with the will to not stop until she reached climax. She moaned, squeezed her breasts and sucked my finger until she came. Wifey got up, threw me over, straddled me and rode me like there was no tomorrow. At this point I saw the guy outside now watching us intensely and masturbating furiously. She rode me until I was ready to explode, she jumped off put my hard ready to blow dick into her mouth then sucked every bit of cum out of me. I wasn’t finished yet though, the rush of having all these people watching in envy was still present and we both wanted to milk it more. She bent over on the bed ass cocked up, pussy visible dripping wet waiting for me. I dived in deep thrusting harder and deeper, she moaned and grasped the bed sheets as I kept going. She loves it when I grab her ass as I fuck her from behind, and she encouraged it as she used her left hand to grip and open up her left cheek as I kept going. Eventually we stopped, and agreed it was time for one more look around the club then we could make our way home.
We were there for about 2-3 hours again. An absolute amazing time and great to see BDSM in action, it opened the curtain on a practice hidden behind many lies, fears and myths. It was really good for Wifey to see this as she really wants to explore BDSM, especially bondage and now slave play (servant play she calls it) with another girl we could possibly meet. Only downside was there wasn’t much sex going on. Still no black couples and practically no young girls. Still we look forward to our next adventure. |
