Would You Enjoy a Kinky Club?

Where all things wicked apply? There are highly kinky clubs that cater to every kind of wicked fetish including group sex, BDSM rooms, flogging stations, public display and even naughty little shows. What if your fantasy was played out on stage and only a few select members of the audience had theirs chosen each night? Doesn’t that sound wonderful to see a delicious act of sex that you fantasied about?

Would you enjoy being a voyeur as the players engaged in various stages of spanking or tasting? Now, how about if you were selected to be on of those performers? Everything is completely safe and you are there with your partners so…could you do it? I think that most of us would say we felt far too inhibited, but I also think it’s a spicy event that could turn up the heat in the bedroom.

In Game Over – my cop has to decide between his career and his lover and so he decides to take him to a highly kinky club and in a sense kidnapping him. It’s highly erotic and delves into a group of society that you probably don’t hear about much. These clubs exist, are highly profitable and very particular about their clients. I’m going to give you a naughty taste just as our gorgeous hunks are introduced to the entertainment.

Caelen nodded and finished his drink, setting the glass down with a thud.

Just then two masked men entered the stage. Both brawny, they sauntered to the girl, each swinging an instrument of discipline.

“Shit man, those are two hot hunks,” Caelen sighed.

Tony eyed the men wearing nothing more than tight leather pants that showcased the thick bulges between their legs and felt his dick grow hard. Damn, he was horny. He eyed Drake and lifted his glass. This was a night for over indulgence of every proclivity.

“Tonight enjoy Taylor and Tyler as they take the lovely Miss Cassidy into a heightened stage of rapture. Taylor?”

The blond stepped forward, nodding to the crowd. Tipping his head back, he roared as he lifted the whip, swinging it around the room.

The crowd screamed as several customers jumped to their feet.

Taylor slammed the end of the leather strand down onto the stage.

“Shit!” Caelen jumped.

“Wouldn’t you enjoy a taste of the whip?” Tony asked, running his finger down the length of Caelen’s forearm.

“I…don’t know.”

“Tyler?” the announcer asked.

Tyler howled as he showed the audience the red and black cattails, groaning savagely as he tossed the weapon of discipline back and forth between each hand. Preening, his muscles stretched the tight confines of the supple material. Tossing his long hair up and down in dramatic sweeping motions, he growled and eyed every single person in the front row giving each a lascivious grin.

“I think our boy may be looking for a volunteer,” the announcer’s voice was laced with a dangerous tone.

“Fuck no,” Caelen hissed.

  “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea,” Tony whispered.

The hulk of a man paced back and forth as the audience cheered.

“Pick me!”

     “Beat me!”

“Whew, his is nuts!” Caelen said loudly.

Grunting, he heard the loud yell and turned, stalking toward their table. Catching Caelen’s famished gaze, Tyler grinned, sucked his lips for effect and moved forward, tipping his head as he bent to his knees.

“Fuck…me,” Caelen breathed.

“Seems like he’s found a willing participant,” the announcer rumbled.

“Spank him! Spank him! Spank him!”

Tony glanced around at the jazzed audience, taken aback. These people were serious. Whew!

Tyler toyed with Caelen, slicing the flogger down the length of his chest, tickling his groin as he licked his lips.

“I think he wants you,” Tony whispered in his ear, his breath catching.

Caelen shivered.

“Stand,” Tyler demanded.

“What?” Caelen blinked furiously.

“Yes! Do it!” the crowd roared.

“Stand. Now!”

Caelen swallowed hard and glanced at Tony, opening and closing his mouth.

“I would follow his instructions if I were you,” Tony hissed, eyeing the stunning mocha skinned man.

The crowd seemed to be holding their breath and the instant that Caelen stood, they cheered, chanting over and over again.

Go! Go! Go!”

Tyler jumped off the platform and stood over him, gazing down from his face to his chest and finally settling on his crotch. Grazing the flogger from his chest down to his balls, he pulsed the instrument of pain across his growing bulge and breathed in his scent.

Every move highly exaggerated, Tyler growled like a caged animal and smiled, his eyes narrowing into mere slits. “Bend over the table.”

“What? What did he just say?” Caelen stood shivering, backing away slightly.

As Drake set the fresh drinks down, he nodded to Tyler. “Tyler has the hots for him I see. Careful, he likes to play with the new toys.”

Tony nodded. “I see that.”

“Bend over the table or I’ll strip you naked,” Tyler hissed, allowing his hot breath to shower over Caelen.

Tony grabbed the drink and grinned. “Seriously, I suggest you follow his orders completely.” Seeing Caelen visibly shaken, he second-guessed his decision…for about thirty seconds. Nothing on this glorious night would hurt his lover and yet, Tony wanted him to succumb in every way. There was no doubt in his mind, he wanted to own Caelen, his hot body and his very soul. The thought startling, he savored the mixture of terror and intrigue shimmering across Caelen’s face. “Do it!” He pushed the drinks to the side allowing a smooth space directly in the middle of the table.

The forceful words startled Caelen. Turning slowly he lowered over the wooden surface, his body trembling.

Tyler kicked his feet apart and wielded the flogger, twirling into into the air.

Do it! Do it! Do it!”

Tony kept his eyes locked onto Caelen’s as Tyler raised the whip high into the air. “Have fun, lover. Just what you always wanted.”

Crack! Slap!

Tyler thrust the whip down across his ass in rapid succession, grunting savagely as he peppered him with blows.

Caelen grabbed the edge of the table and sucked in his breath as he closed his eyes.

Tony could see the clear almost angry determination riding his face, completely prepared to take his punishment for an unknown wicked deed. He sipped his drink and watched the tasty appetizer as the customers jeered. How many fantasies they had shared. Somehow he knew Caelen didn’t think he’d remember.

“Oooohhhh…aaaaahhhhh!” The audience cheered with each hard slap.

Tyler gave him another hard series of licks before easing back and turning to face the crowd. “Anyone else need a solid lesson in submission?”

“Ah fuck…ah fuck…” Caelen panted and lowered his head to the table.

Crack!

“You are fun to play with. I’ll remember that.” Tyler gave him one last hard smack before jumping onto the stage.

“Ooooohhhhh….” Caelen’s fisted his hands, his breathing ragged. “What the hell was that?”

“Just the beginning.” Tony rose from his chair and wrapped his arm around his waist as the crowd clapped wildly for the pre-cursor to the show.

The whistles and howls permeated the humid air as the lights flashed in pulsing shimmers around the stage, finally settling on the girl that gazed like a damaged fawn into the crowd.

What do you think? Would be be able to enjoy the lifestyle?

Kisses   xxx

Cassandre

About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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2 Responses to Would You Enjoy a Kinky Club?

  1. William Oakes says:

    have scened at parties, including b&d, s&m (parties; i am limited to b&d only), with and without the participation of an audience. only desire, at present, is to correspond with like minded individuals. am a F/m sub, exclusively. feel free to write, about anything you wish. will respond as often and as well as i can. caveat emptor: although i only sub to women, i am gay, also a loner, celibate, and not a hunk; although i have at times been pursued by them. desire is to share feelings, and perhaps realtime experiences, with women only; although again, anyone is welcome to write. ciao.

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