Several nights later, I found myself lurking in the shadows of New York’s fetish nightlife. A private club I had frequented several years ago was holding a special event tonight. They had contacted me requesting a guest host.

And who was I to say no?

This club was quite special and one of the very best I’d found in all my travels. The exterior of the club was not extraordinary to say the least. On the outside, the building appeared as a rundown, old factory, but beyond the front doors lay a pleasure palace not to be believed…

Membership to the club was very exclusive. All members had to submit documentation of clean STD tests. Membership wasn’t only limited to those who could afford the yearly dues, but they were also carefully selected by the owner to fit the needs of the other members.

The club never needed to advertise and there were hundreds of people on the waiting list just be considered for membership. I hadn’t been back to this club for a few years and I was anxious to get back into the ‘swing’ of things, so to speak.

The music was loud with a hard, pulsating beat. As I approached the door, a burly bouncer stepped in front of me.

“Are you a member, sir?”

I rolled my eyes pulling my wallet out. I flashed him my membership card.

“Oh, Mr. Blackthorne, I apologize. You’re tonight’s special host.”

His eyes bulged appreciatively when he realized who I was.

“That I am.” I smirked as he waved me inside.

“Enjoy your evening, Sir.”

The music filled the air as I stepped down into the dimly lit club. Lantern sconces and paintings of scantily clad women decorated the walls. The room was slightly smoky causing me to cough. I had hoped the filtration system would be better.

Walking down the carpeted stairs, I found myself surrounded by a throng of beautiful women in various stages of undress.

“Good evening, Mr. Blackthorne.” Normally, it would come as a surprise to me that some of these women would remember me seeing as I hadn’t been here in a few years, but as always it seemed I’d made quite an impression on them.

“Good evening, ladies.” I nodded looking the petite brunette next to me up and down. Her tits were small, but firm their peaks jutting clearly through her thin dress.

“Mr. Blackthorne, could I show you to the VIP lounge?” The petite brunette winked at me.

“Of course. Forgive me, beautiful, but it seems I’ve forgotten your name. It’s so unlike me to forget the name of such a lovely young woman.” I took her outstretched hand.

She blushed furiously and giggled.

“Oh, I’ve never met you formally, Mr. Blackthorne. Your reputation merely precedes you. I’m Kiki.”

“Well, Kiki, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Tightening my grasp on her tiny hand, she led me to the VIP lounge in the back.

“The pleasure will be all mine, Mr. Blackthorne.” She giggled again as I watched her tight firm ass moving beneath her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

My cock stiffened immediately as I imagined bending her over and taking my crop to her tight little ass.

“Are you ready, Mr. Blackthorne? We have quite the surprise for you tonight.”

Throwing open the huge double doors dramatically, my eyes widened in awe at the vast expanse of space before me. It was larger than I’d remembered. One wall was lined with a large bar covered in gray marble. There were several dozen large leather chairs placed strategically throughout the room. The walls were decorated in a dramatic splash of red and gold and the effect was quite tasteful.

The highlight of the room was an enormous stage on which sat a large leather backed throne upon a dais. Next to the throne on a black lacquered table was a vast collection of sexual accoutrements such as whips, floggers, restraints, handcuffs, blindfolds, and my personal favorite, riding crops. A leather bench had been wheeled over to set next to the throne where a partner could be properly bound and punished.

As I walked over the shiny hardwood floor, my heels clicked. The room was filled to capacity with women of all shapes and sizes. Several men also stood around drinking and talking.

As Kiki led me over to the bar, a hush fell over the room. Several people nodded in my direction.

“Is that him?”

“That’s him! It’s the Mr. Blackthorne.”

“Really? He’s tonight’s guest dom!”

Female whispers in the crowd reached my ears delighting me. I wondered who I would choose as my sub for the evening. After all, I supposed I was providing tonight’s entertainment.

“Macallan, right, Sir?” The beautiful blonde behind the bar passed me a crystal tumbler and a bottle. Her breasts were high and full, her lips blood red. She was wearing a tight leather top and velvet cuffs around her wrists.

“Not tonight, never before a scene. I’ll take a Pellegrino with a twist of lime.” I reached into my pocket and tossed her a thick wad of bills.

“I apologize, Sir. Here’s your water.” She batted her long lashes at me.

Kiki hovered by my side. Her firm tiny ass called to me and I wondered if I should pick her as my play partner for the evening. Still, as I looked around it seemed as though there would be another woman who would be more suitable for me. Several other couples and groups were partaking in their own play time. I walked around observing all the raw, carnal pleasure.

Turning back around towards the bar, I noticed a gorgeous creature staring at me. Her hair was long and silky spilling down her back. It was chestnut brown. Her eyes were mesmerizing as she watched me. I began to walk towards her noticing her enormous, firm tits thrust up invitingly in a tight corset that laced up the back. She turned revealing her long, luscious legs ending in 5 inch stilettos. She was stunning.

This would be my partner for the evening.

“Hello there. How are you doing tonight?” I eyed her full sensual lips. They were shiny with lipstick. I could imagine how good they’d feel on my hard cock.

“You’re Mr. Blackthorne, aren’t you? Tonight’s featured dom?” She traced her fingertips lightly over her collarbone, a move that nearly brought me to my knees.

“Yes, I am, gorgeous. And to whom am I having the pleasure of speaking with?” I moved closer to her. I could smell the sweetness of her perfume.

“I’m Sasha.” She extended her hand to me. Her nails were perfectly manicured and lacquered dark red.

“You may call me Ash, Sasha. But for tonight I want you to call me--”

“—Daddy?” She smiled easing off her barstool.

I chuckled. As she stepped down, her breasts lightly brushed against me. They were even bigger close up. I couldn’t help but gape at her sizable cleavage.

“No, Sasha, tonight I’m Sir.”

She leaned forward to purr in my ear.

“So, are you choosing me to be your sub for tonight’s show? What makes you think I’m interested?” She mocked me with her teasing smile.

I finished my water and placed the glass on the bar. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me.

“Because I know you are. Look at you, flirting with your eyes, your delicious cleavage spilling out of that corset. You want someone to play with you.”

She didn’t attempt to resist my hold rather she stood there staring up into my eyes.

“You’re right, I do want to play with someone. But not with you.” With that, she turned away from me.

Sasha was easily the hottest girl in the room. She fit the bill for me in every way possible and I wasn’t about to let her get away. I could tell from the way she moved she was a sub and she wanted a man who could put her in her place.

“Why not?” I flashed her my most wicked grin.

She turned back toward me smiling. Her tits jiggled slightly as she spoke.

“You’re hot, Ash, but I’ve done the ‘pretty boy’ thing before. Guys like you, they’re all bark no bite. See that guy over there?” She gestured to a tall, muscular man covered in tattoos.

I nodded smirking.

“I was thinking he’d be just the guy to give it to me right. Guys like him know how to bite.”

“So you want bite, huh?” I mused aloud looking at her. Pretty little Sasha had no idea just what a guy like me could do to her. She turned back towards the bar.

“Sasha, come here,” I commanded in a deep, low growl.

She whipped her head around and stared at me. In mere seconds, she seemed to melt before my eyes.

“Really, Ash? That’s the best you’ve got? Verbal domination? That might impress the weak little bitches in here, but it doesn’t do a damn thing for me. If that’s your idea of a bite, well, you’ve got a lot of work to do.” With that, she threw her tiny purse over her shoulder standing up to leave.

Oh really? I knew how to deal with women like her.

I promptly marched over to the throne that was awaiting me. I snatched a leather whip from the table. Quickly, I made my way through the crowd back to Sasha. I stopped a few feet away from her.

“Princess, I told you to come here.” With that, I lashed the whip through the air. It cracked loudly.

Sasha cried out loudly with surprise as she walked over to me.

The rest of the patrons stopped to watch the dramatic scene unfold. Kiki stood biting her lip her eyes downcast as I imagined she was disappointed I hadn’t chose her to be my partner for the night.

Sasha sauntered over to me.

I snatched her long hair winding it tightly around my fist. Pulling her to me, I growled at her.

“How’s that for a bite?”

“I must say, Sir, I am impressed. Can’t wait to see what you can do to me up there.”

Releasing her hair, I spun her around wrapping my arm about her waist.

“That’s better. Now, come, let us give these wonderful people the show they came to see.”

Taking her hand, I led her up to the stage. All the play areas had been cleared as everyone stopped to watch the scene begin to unfold. I spoke in a hushed voice so that only Sasha could hear me.

“Sasha, do you agree to be my play partner for the evening?”

“Yes, Sir, I do.” She nodded anxious to get started.

“Sasha, will you please tell me your safe word.”

“My safe word tonight is Panther.”

I chuckled to myself. Women could be so creative with their safe words.

“Very good. As you know, Sasha, I will continue applying the crop, the whip, the flogger, or anything else as I see fit unless you say the safe word. Upon saying the safe word, I will stop immediately. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir, I do.”

“You also acknowledge that I may do anything to you I wish and if you have hard limits you will tell me right now. Do you understand?” My cock throbbed with anticipation.

“Yes, Sir. My hard limits consist of not drawing blood or asphyxiation.”

“Very good, Sasha. Those are part of mine as well not to worry. This is for pleasure and fun not to harm you.”

The crowd stood anxiously watching us.

“Without further ado, let us proceed.”

A hush fell over the crowd as I picked up a set of leather restraints. Obediently, Sasha offered her wrists up to me to bind. Tightly, I wound the restraints around her delicate wrists. Spinning her around to face the crowd, I ran my hands over her tits lasciviously.

“Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? This lovely young woman, Sasha has agreed to be my partner for the evening and your entertainment. I just want all of you to take a moment and feast your eyes upon her glorious beauty. Have you ever seen such amazing breasts?” With that, I unzipped her corset and her delicious tits burst forth.

The crowd awed appreciatively. Sasha was indeed a gorgeous woman with a phenomenal body. I couldn’t wait to ravage her in front of this crowd. My cock was rock hard pressing against my pants with urgency.

Whipping the corset from her body, I turned my attention to her tiny black panties. Falling to my knees before her, I ran my hands up the length of her long legs. Her breath came in short gasps as my fingers brushed between her legs. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. Pressing my face to her firm body, I inhaled her scent. She smelled as delicious as I’d imagined she would. Soon, I would be parting those sweet lips and tasting her.

Turning back to the crowd, I waved my hand dramatically.

“Ladies and gentlemen, of course, I need to strip this beautiful woman of all her clothes so that we may behold her in the flesh. Who would like to come up here and assist me in removing her lacy panties?”

Several members of the audience both men and women stepped forward. I gave each one careful consideration. As much as I’d like to see another man pull Sasha’s panties from her wet, aching pussy, a quiet yet beautiful woman caught my eye.

“Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for your interest. There will be many more opportunities to participate in tonight’s entertainment; however, I’ve made my selection.”

Gesturing to the petite, busty redhead standing quietly in the front row, I waved her to come up on the stage.

As she jiggled up to the stage, I put my arm around her. An exquisite beauty with firm, full breasts, I eyed her up and down. She’d be perfect to strip Sasha.

“Hello, beautiful lady. How is it we’ve never met? What is your name?”

She looked down, blushing furiously.

“You may call me Lacey, Sir.”

I nodded giving her tight little ass a squeeze. She was dressed in a tight red dress and red stiletto heels.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lacey. Of course, you know who I am. But let’s introduce you to my sub of the night, Sasha. She’s gorgeous, don’t you think?” I led Lacey over to Sasha who was standing there topless waiting for us.

“She’s very beautiful.” Lacey whispered eyeing Sasha’s enormous tits.

“Now, Lacey, will you do us the honor of tearing Sasha’s panties from her body so that we may feast upon the glory of her nude body?” I gestured towards Sasha with dramatic flair. I loved giving the crowd a show they’d never forget. I had a tendency for theatrical performance.

Lacey knelt down before Sasha. Her fingers trembled as she reached up Sasha’s legs grasping the edges of her tiny, lacy panties. Slowly, she eased her panties down her legs as Sasha moved her feet for her to remove them. Obediently, Lacey handed the wet panties to me.

I held them to my face. Sasha was so wet already. Her panties were soaked. I inhaled her intimate scent. I couldn’t wait to press my face into her wet, throbbing pussy.

But first I had a show to put on.

“Now, Lacey, I want you to touch her pussy and tell me if she’s wet enough. If she’s not, we need to sit her down on the chair and you need to lick her pussy until she is.” My cock raged against me.

Lacey nodded reaching out to touch Sasha’s pussy. Sasha closed her eyes as Lacey’s fingers parted her lips.

For several minutes, Lacey rubbed Sasha. They were both becoming very aroused as evidenced by their soft moans and Sasha’s nipples were hard.

“Well, Lacey, is she wet enough?”

Lacey gazed up at me with big blue eyes. She shook her head.

“No, sir, she is not. Would you like me to eat her pussy for you?”

I turned back to the crowd which was getting quite excited.

“What do you say, ladies and gentlemen? Would you like to see this gorgeous lady lick this beautiful girl’s little pussy?”

The crowd roared and clapped.

“Then there’s your answer, Lacey. First, may I ask, have you ever licked pussy before?” I put my arm around Lacey.

“No, sir, but she’s so sexy I want to taste her.” Lacey was shaking with excitement.

“That’s a great answer, Lacey. I like your attitude! I just may have to call on you to be a partner for me another night. For now, let us led Sasha over to this chair.”

Standing back, I had Lacey led Sasha over to a small chair placed next to the throne. Lacey pushed Sasha back into the chair as I sat down next to them on the throne.

“Now, Lacey, since you haven’t ever done this before, I want you to spread her legs wide open. I want to see your tongue thoroughly lick her pussy. I don’t want you just to merely run your tongue across her pussy. I want you to bury your face in her. I want you to inhale her scent. I want you to devour her delicious pussy. I want you to feel free to squeeze her tits, to touch your own pussy while you lick and to tell me how good she tastes. I want you both to come. When you’re finished, I expect to see your face dripping with her juices. Then I want to kiss you and taste her on your lips. Are we clear, Lacey?”

She nodded.

“Then let’s give this wonderful, sexy crowd a show!” With that, I slapped her tight ass.

Just as I’d requested, Lacey parted Sasha’s legs. Sasha moaned softly as Lacey lowered her head. I watched closely as Lacey’s pink tongue flicked from her mouth. She started gently lapping her tongue against Sasha’s quivering clit which swelled as soon as she touched it. I reached over and squeezed one of Sasha’s big tits. They were absolutely huge. My cock thrust against my pants throbbing and aching.

“Part her lips with your fingers, Lacey,” I instructed, still holding Sasha’s breast tugging and twisting her nipple. Sasha writhed in the chair as Lacey began feverishly lapping her pussy. I’d picked a wonderful sub for the night. I could tell Sasha was going to be one to remember. My cock ached to fuck her.

Lacey pulled Sasha’s lips back so that I could see her lick her pink clit. Lacey moaned as she parted her on legs reaching into her own panties to rub herself while she devoured Sasha’s pussy.

“Remember, Sasha, you must ask for permission to come.”

“Yes, Sir,” Sasha replied.

I had to restrain myself from jumping up from that throne and fucking the hell out of each one of them. The crowd was getting aroused rubbing each other while watching. Several of the women had taken their tops off or had them ripped from their bodies by their partners. Others sat by themselves squeezing their legs together as they got more and more aroused. It was truly becoming a scene from Caligula.

I loved it. So much more was to come!

As Lacey continued burying her face in Sasha’s pussy, I could see how hot they were both getting. Lacey reached up to squeeze Sasha’s huge tits as they both moaned.

“Are you going to come, Lacey?” I asked as I noticed her hand drifting back to her own pussy to feverishly rub herself.

She looked up at me her face glazed with juice nodding.

“Don’t you come yet, Lacey.”

As the two of them moaned in ecstasy, I took a wand from the table. I flipped it on and knelt behind Lacey.

“Take off those panties now,” I commanded her. Quickly, she maneuvered her panties off handing them to me. They were dripping wet. I sat them aside.

“Thrust your ass out and continue eating her pussy. I want you both to come. Lacey, feel free to slip your fingers inside Sasha. Fuck her little pussy with your fingers.”

Lacey complied immediately sticking her fine, firm ass out to me. Her pussy was completely hairless the way I liked it.

Taking the vibrating wand, I pressed it to her aching pussy. She cried out immediately.

“May I come, Sir?” She begged.

“Not yet. A few more minutes.” I instructed, rubbing the vibrating wand across her swelling clit.

“Now, Sir?” She asked her hips shaking as she struggled to control herself.

As her pussy began to pulsate, I knew she could no longer hold back her pleasure.

“Come now, Lacey!” I commanded.

She groaned loudly her cries muffled as she continued to lick Sasha.

Pressing the wand against her clit, I felt her come again and again.

Sasha moaned.

“May I come, Sir?”

“Not yet, Sasha.”

I watched Sasha’s body intently as her face contorted with pleasure. She bit her lip to keep from coming.

“May I come now, Sir? Please.” She begged.

“Not yet.” I enjoyed making her wait. I leaned forward to peer over Lacey’s head to see if her pussy was pulsating.

“Please, Sir, may I come?”

Seeing her pleasure was at its greatest, I gave the order.

“You may come now, Sasha.”

Sasha then cried out loudly as she came her tits jiggling as she writhed in the chair.

“Perfect, ladies! How many orgasms was that for you, Lacey?” I switched the wand off.

She didn’t reply at first. Her face was still buried in Sasha’s pussy.

I slapped her ass hard.

“Lacey! I asked you a question!”

The crowd fell silent as they watched to see what I would do.

Reluctantly, Lacey pulled away from Sasha who was shaking from her orgasm.

“Yes, sir. I came five times, Sir.” Her face was dripping with Sasha’s pussy juice.

“Excellent, Lacey. Now come to me.” I sat back on the throne as Lacey knelt before me. I took her face into my hands and kissed her deeply tasting Sasha’s delicious pussy all over her face.

“Did you enjoy that, Lacey? Will you be eating pussy again?”

Lacey nodded blushing.

“I loved it, Sir. Thank you for having me, Sir.” I squeezed her tits appreciatively.

“The pleasure was all mine and Sasha’s. So, do you think she’ll make a good partner, Lacey?”

“Oh yes. Her pussy is amazing. Please, Sir, you should fuck her good and hard. I’ll be watching.”

With that, I dismissed her from the stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen, give that lovely young lady a hand. Now, I shall return to tonight’s main attraction, Sasha.”

My cock throbbed with need as I finally allowed myself to enjoy Sasha.

Rising from the throne, I knelt before herstrumming my fingers across her dripping pussy. She was so soft, so slick with juice.

“Do you like that, Sasha? Does your pussy ache for me?” I whispered into her ear.

“Oh yes, sir.”

“Do you want to feel my cock deep inside you? Do you want to feel me press my cock to your slick, wet lips and push it deep inside you stretching you open?” I ran my hand over her tits.

“Yes, sir.”

“Then fucking tell me! Tell the fucking crowd what you want!” I commanded my voice rising dramatically.

Sasha moaned as I squeezed her tits. Finally, she cried out loudly.

“I want you to fuck me, Mr. Blackthorne! I want you to fuck me hard, deep, and fast. I want to feel your huge cock stretch me open until I cry. I want to feel your whip against my ass.”

Applause rose from the audience as I sat back impressed with her fire. I knew I’d picked the right one.

“You have fire, dear Sasha. I love that. Now, tell me, beautiful girl, do you want to feel my huge cock up that tight asshole of yours? Maybe, perhaps, one cock in your asshole and another in your cunt? Maybe one in your mouth and one in your asshole?”

Sasha gasped, nodding.

I pulled her up from the chair and bent her over the leather bench. I ran my hands over her firm, round perfect ass.

“Do you want to feel my crop against your ass? How many lashes will it take to make you come until your juices run down your legs?” I grabbed a crop from the table and slapped it against her ass. A red mark rose quickly on her flesh.

“YES! Oh, please, Sir! I want you to lash me again and again. I want to feel your enormous cock inside me!” Her pussy was shining wet as I lashed her a few more times for good measure.

The crowd went wild cheering and clapping.

“Tell me, dear Sasha, how you want me to fuck you in front of this cheering crowd. Tell me and them how you want us all to see your beautiful, pink pussy filled with my come. Tell us all how you will suck my cock until I come down your throat. And finally, tell us all how badly you want me to whip you until you come so many times you feel faint.” I stood back gazing at the crowd while rubbing her ass.

Still bent over the bench, she cried out her whole body shaking.

“I want you, Sir! I want you to fuck all my holes until I cry. I want everyone to watch you spank me with your whip. I want everyone to watch as you throat fuck me. I will swallow every drop of your come! I want you to fill me with your come and I want EVERYONE to watch!” Her voice shook with effort.

“Very good, Sasha! Now, ladies and gentlemen, on with the show! Please pay close attention as I will be requesting another audience member to join us shortly.” With that, I turned to Sasha. Pulling her up, I picked her up and placed her on the bench spreading her legs wide.

“Now, everyone, before I turn ALL of my attention on this gorgeous woman, I want you to see her pretty little cunt. I want you all to come close and take a good look at it as she spreads her pink lips for you. See, how wet and tight she is.”

I loosened Sasha’s restraints.

“Show the crowd your beautiful little cunt. I want them all to see what a pretty pussy you have.”

Sasha opened her legs as wide as she could. Taking her fingers she spread her pussy lips open holding them as the crowd moved towards the stage gazing up her pussy shining wet.

I smiled wickedly as the crowd came as close as they could to inspect her. Both men and women stared at her beautiful full tits and her wet, pink pussy their eyes widening with interest.

“That’s it, Sasha. How do you feel with this crowd of nearly a hundred people gazing at your naked body? Looking at your hot, wet pussy?”

“I love it!” She cried still holding her pussy open.

“Good. Ladies and gentlemen, how would you like to see me FUCK this beautiful woman? Spank her until she cries?”

The crowd’s cheers were deafening.

“You heard them, Sasha. They’re ready for us. Now, please, everyone step back and I will commence with tonight’s scheduled debauchery.” Leaving my theatrics behind for the moment, I turned all my attention to Sasha. My cock was raging at me for taking so long.

Picking her up, I tightened her restraints until her flesh stood bright red against them. Ensuring they were tight, but not too tight, I then kissed her deeply. Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberries. Normally, I did not kiss a sub when doing a scene for an audience, but there was something special about her. I not only adored her fantastic body, but there was something in her eyes, a touching vulnerability that hit home with me.

I pushed her down over the bench. Her arms extended in front of her. Quickly, I removed my shirt and suit jacket. The women clapped as I did so.

“Thank you, ladies, I appreciate that. However, I must request all applause is held until further directed.” In other words, QUIET on the set.

The crowd, sensing I was about to do something dramatic, collectively held their breath anticipating what was to come.

Running my hands over her firm, tight flesh, I picked up the crop again.

I took the crop in my hand and took a hard swing at her ass. The crop made contact with her flesh causing her to jump. Over and over again, I lashed at her feeling each blow making my cock harder. As her flesh raised up with angry red marks, I took care that I did not break any skin. Each time the crop smacked her, she arched her back moaning. The crowd jumped every time they heard the crop smack her flesh.

After about twenty sound lashings, I rubbed my hand over her smooth skin taking some of the sting out. Her legs shook as I ran the tip of my crop between her legs rubbing her pussy. Pulling it to my lips, I tasted her wetness. I couldn’t wait to just bury my face in her beautiful cunt.

I stood behind her tracing my fingers over her body. She had several unique tattoos covering her back. One was of a tribal heart and one was of a ram’s head. I wondered what significance they had for her. Bending down behind her, I spread her legs wide pressing my face to her ass trailing my tongue over the lashes I’d made. She moaned softly still holding her hands out before her. The crowd remained silent save for a few women moaning as their partners caressed them.

With my hands pulling her pussy lips open, I finally got a very close look at her cunt. It was shining wet. Her lips were like delicate beautiful petals. I strummed my fingers across her lightly feeling her shiver. This had to be one of the prettiest pussies I’d ever seen. She also had a tiny bar piercing in her labia. I flicked the silver bar back and forth with my finger as she shuddered. Her pussy became wetter and wetter as I continued probing with my fingers. I loved the way she writhed beneath my touch.

Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with desire. I thrust my face forward burying it in her wet pussy. I licked and sucked at her clit tasting her juices dripping down my chin. She was so wet and juicy. Licking her pussy was like eating a delicious piece of fruit. I sucked at her lips feeling the piercing with my tongue. I flicked her clit back and forth feeling it swell up hard.

“May I come, Sir?” she asked, her melodic voice pierced the silence.

“Please do, Sasha.”

“Sir, I want to warn you. I’m a squirter. I may get you quite wet.”

My cock dripped inside my pants. I’d never had any woman actually ‘squirt’ me before. In all of my adventures, I’d never come across one. Or I should say one who could really drench me. The thought aroused me greatly.

“There is nothing more, dear Sasha, that I would like than to be drenched with your delectable juices.”

As I continued lapping at her pussy pushing my tongue deep into her hole, I suddenly felt her lurch forward. Her pussy pulsated sharply and then she came all over my face. Her juices showered down upon me. The crowd collectively ooh’d and ahh’d.

Bathing my face in her sweet juices, I pressed my tongue even deeper into her core. I myself nearly came as I realized she’d just ‘squirted’ me. I had never felt or tasted anything like it. This was sheer heaven for me. I shoved my fingers deep inside her. She was so tight on my fingers it made my cock jealous.

My cock could no longer take the waiting. Normally, I was a very patient man. I enjoyed delaying my gratification, but Sasha was so sexy I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Standing up, I turned her over. I ravished her body with my hands lavishing attention on her amazing tits. I pressed my face into them sucking and kissing her nipples. I squeezed her tits in my hands feeling the fullness of them. They seemed to swell before my eyes getting bigger and bigger.

“Sasha, you’re incredible,” I whispered low so no one else could hear me. I kissed her lightly on the neck.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered back her body quivering beneath my touch.

“I can’t wait to fuck you,” I moaned in her ear before spinning her back around.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please watch as I slip my cock deep inside her tight hole. I invite you to come closer.” Then I unzipped my pants pulling my hard cock out.

The ladies ahh’d their appreciation of my size as I took Sasha and placed on her hands and knees on the stage. I wanted the crowd to be able to see as I fucked her good and hard.

Rubbing the tip of my cock against her wetness, she groaned loudly. Her wrists still bound she was forced to stretch her arms out in front of her.

“That’s it, Sasha.”

Then, I thrust forward plunging my cock deep inside her. My balls smacked against her clit. I sank into her deep wet pussy. I felt myself in heaven. In and out, I plunged my cock fucking her hard and fast. I grabbed the length of her hair and wrapped it around my fist driving into her deeper. The crowd remained quiet, but heated as I heard them touching each other and moaning. It was quite common for them to fuck their own partners in unison as I fucked my sub.

Her long hair felt silky smooth in my fist as I pulled her against me harder. My cock swelled as I felt myself nearing climax. Her pussy convulsed around my cock as I jammed in deeper and deeper. Finally, I felt my orgasm thundering down upon me I came deep inside her filling her to the brim. She cried out loudly as she came.

“Oh my God, Sasha!” I cried out.

The crowd went wild cheering and clapping knowing I had reached my climax. Pulling out of her, I stood up zipping my pants for the moment. I reached to scoop Sasha up into my arms. She was such a tiny woman only about five foot three.

“Encore! Encore!” Some in the crowd cried. I took a sweeping bow.

“Of course. I’m far from finished! Those of you who know me know that I can go ALL night!”

Screams from the crowd erupted. Sasha sat on the chair where I’d placed her. She looked quite dazed. I handed her a glass of water.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please, come forward and see what Sasha has to show you.”

“Sir?” Sasha looked at me quizzically.

“I want you to spread your legs, Sasha, and pull your cunt open. I want them to see my come in your pussy. Spread those lips wide open with your fingers.”

Obediently, Sasha pulled her sore pussy lips open showing them all her cream-filled pussy. Everyone looked appreciatively at her.

“See, how beautiful she is. She was quite tight too for those who are wondering. Now, for the next act, I will need a volunteer. This time I want a handsome young man to join us. Now, this is for Sasha ONLY! There will be no man to man contact here,” I commanded. I would never have that. I was all about the ladies.

My eyes scanned the crowd. Dozens of men lined up ready and willing to take sexy Sasha. I wanted someone that she would enjoy so I looked carefully. Finally, my eyes settled on the muscular dominant looking man with several tattoos on his arms that Sasha had been eyeing earlier. He wasn’t the clean cut business type I was, but this was about her and not me.

“You, sir, the muscular man with the blue t-shirt, come up here please,” I ordered him as the man eagerly raced to the stage.

“Sir, please take note that this is for Sasha not us. That being said, we will NOT have any physical contact. I am the one conducting this scene, not you. Is that understood?”

He nodded.

“Good. Now I’d like for you to place her on the floor. Since I’ve already had her tight pussy perhaps you’d like to fuck her tight asshole while she sucks my cock. Is that good for you?” I addressed him. He nodded squeezing Sasha’s tits before placing her on the floor.

“Sir, what is your name?”

“You can call me Jesse.”

“Okay, Jesse, then let us commence ravishing this beautiful woman’s body. Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to see us fuck this gorgeous woman at the same time?”

The crowd erupted in cheers. This wasn’t something I’d done but once or twice before. I usually didn’t like to do scenes with other men, but I sensed that Sasha wanted all her holes filled, preferably at once.

“Sasha, is this what you want?” Normally, I wouldn’t ask a play partner that. By giving her consent to do a scene she gave me permission to do whatever I wished, but because another man was involved I wanted to be sure.

“Yes, Sir.” Her body trembled with anticipation. My mouth went dry. I’d never done a scene in a club before with such a sexy partner. It wasn’t just her body. It was her whole attitude her willingness to experiment and to please.

“Tell us all how you want Jesse to fuck your asshole and you want me to throat fuck you at the same time.”

“Oh, please, Sir, I want you both!” I pulled her up off her elbows to where she was kneeling before us both.

“Tell Jesse you want him to fuck your asshole with his cock,” I commanded.

She turned to him. Jesse stood before her an impressive figure. He was much more muscle bound than I was. He looked as if he spent his life pumping iron. I was well defined and muscular, but this guy looked like a MMA fighter.

“Jesse, I want your hard cock up inside my tight little asshole.”

“Tell him you want him to stretch your asshole wide open,” I commanded.

“Jesse, please stretch my asshole wide open with your cock.”

I smoothed her hair and bent her back down onto her elbows.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let us commence!” With that, I positioned myself in front of Sasha. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. Jesse knelt behind her unzipping his own pants.

“Jesse, her safe word is panther. Please be sure to listen for it if it becomes too painful for her.” He nodded.

“Sasha, are you okay?” I whispered so only she could hear. She nodded.

Quickly, I unbound her hands so that she could use them while sucking my cock. I nodded to Jesse to go ahead.

With that, he spat into his huge hand and rubbed her asshole. He drug his cock across her pussy drenching it with her copious juices. He thrust his cock forward plunging deep into her ass. Sasha cried out with pleasure as he churned his cock deep inside her.

I grabbed her head and forced my cock down her throat. I loved hearing her gag as she took me all the way into her mouth. Most women couldn’t take me all the way down so I was very impressed she could. I held her by her hair as I plunged my cock in and out of her mouth saliva oozing from the corners of her mouth. She was so unbelievably sexy and dirty fucking two men at the same time. I was so turned on I nearly came immediately. I reached to grab one of her jiggling tits as Jesse did the same. We each held a breast as we fucked her deeply. The crowd roared with applause and cheers. Jesse groaned as I’m sure her asshole was good and tight. Sasha moaned with pleasure.

Suddenly, Jesse lurched forward.

“Come in her asshole,” I commanded. “I want all of her holes filled with come.”

He nodded grunting as he grabbed her tiny hips to grind even deeper into her.

Sasha caressed my balls as she sucked me long and hard. She was excellent.

As the crowd reached a feverish pitch, I felt my cock surge I came deep down in her throat still pumping as my cream oozed from the sides of her mouth. Jesse lurched forward groaning as he came deep inside her. Sasha cried out with pleasure.

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned loudly.

Cheers poured from the crowd as we pulled out of her. Sasha fell to the floor shaking with orgasm.

Jesse and I both stood up pulling our pants up.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s give this man a round of applause. How was she, Jesse?”

“Tight, very tight.”

Laughter came from the crowd.

One of the club staff handed him a towel.

“Thank you for having me. Sasha, it was my pleasure.” He took her hand and kissed it.

“Thank you, Sir.” She blushed as the crowd cheered.

Another club staff member held a towel out to Sasha.

As I watched Sasha towel herself off, I felt a special tenderness toward her. When I do a scene in a club which isn’t something I often do, I generally don’t feel anything meaningful. I enjoy the lady I’m with, but it doesn’t extend beyond that. Many times, I don’t even engage in sex with them, just B & D, but Sasha was different. She was more than just a scene in a club.

“Sasha, what do you say we get out of here? I’m done for the night. I’d like to get a drink with you,” I whispered to her.

She nodded.

“I’d love that, Sir.”

“You can call me Ash now, Sasha. We’re going to be offstage.”

Turning back, I addressed the crowd one last time.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you have all been amazing tonight. Thank you for having me. I shall return in the future. But let’s give a round of applause for this gorgeous woman here, Sasha. She was an absolute delight, wasn’t she, everyone?”

The crowd hollered and cheered.

With that, I whisked her out of the club.