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Chapter 1 – The club
As she walked into the dark basement club Bunni felt her heart beat quicken and her cheeks start to redden. Although she had often fantasied about this, she couldn’t help feeling scared and daunted. “I mean” she thought to herself, “it is one thing to let yourself day-dream about entering a room full of likeminded individuals all there for some fun, frolics and play; but quite another to actually go, fully intending on pleasuring (and hopefully being pleasured by) A LOT of people”. But then there had been quite a number of things in recent weeks which Bunni had once only dreamed of and had now done. It was Sir of course who had made it all possible. Sir who had realised quickly, quite how filthy Bunni’s mind could get, and just how to make it real. This evenings little outing was just the next step in Bunni’s education and Sir would be there to help and guide her all the way.
Bunni felt a breath close to her neck and heard Sir’s voice whisper “good girl, you will make me very proud tonight”. Her flush deepened, but this time more through excitement than nerves.
As they walked further into the room Bunni started to look around at the other people already there enjoying themselves. There was a long sleek black bar at the back of the room, with incredibly hot and very calm looing bar staff serving drinks. Sat at the bar on high stools were a few small groups of people, all exquisitely dressed, the men in sharp suit and the women in shockingly short but incredibly sexy cocktail dresses. Scattered around the room were more group of people, sat on low red leather couches and stools. Bunni felt a hand on her arse and a familiar sharp pitch, Sir knew exactly how much pain would excite her right now.
Sir slid his hand into hers and guided her towards the bar. Suddenly Bunni’s mouth felt incredibly dry and she needed a drink. Vodka seemed the best option; it was Sir’s favourite also. He ordered two doubles over ice and they started to sip on them as they sat up to the bar to take in everyone else around them. After a moment she could feel Sir’s hand running up her leg, stopping just below the top of her thigh to give a sharp squeeze, she caught his eye and followed his gaze towards an attractive looking couple at the other end of the bar.
“Why don’t you go over and introduce us my pet” she heard as sir whispered in her ear in a soft yet firm voice. He knew how awkward this would make her, knew how much she hated seeming in control or being forward. But this was not the time to start to question, challenge or bargain. Bunni slid off her stool carefully in her black patent stiletto heals and slowly walked towards the couple who by this point had noticed her making her way to them. The guy was tanned and fair, he looked relaxed and confident as he smiled encouragingly at Bunni; the woman was petite with short dark hair and small firm breasts with very clearly erect nipples showing through her sheer black top. Bunni couldn’t tell what the woman was thinking as she walked towards them, and was even more uncomfortable as she watched her lean over to whisper into his ear before looking straight at Bunni.
Bunni took a deep breath and smiled at them both, as she took her final steps towards them she said “hi, I hope you don’t mind me coming over but my boyfriend and I couldn’t help noticing you and wondered if we could join you for a drink?”. The tanned and relaxed guy laughed, saying as he did “a drink? Well of course, there is no need to look so scared about asking us to having a drink surely?”. This is exactly the response Bunni had hoped for and soon Sir had joined them as they sat chatting and flirting.
As they chatted Bunni couldn’t help but feel drawn to the petite brunette who was clearly so relaxed and happy, nor could she help feeling incredibly turned on watching as the guy slid his hand up and down the side of her body brushing along one of her breasts each time. Bunni was mesmerised by the long hard nipples which seemed to grow harder with every sweep and as the soft sheer fabric of her top grew taught bridging the gap between them. Up until now the conversation has remained light, with the couples simply talking about the venue, how attractive the clientele were and general non-descript light flirting. However the brunette, noticing Bunni’s distraction, laughed, leaned towards Bunni and said “This isn’t a case of look but don’t touch, you are very welcome to feel exactly how hard my nipples are, I know that is what you are wondering after all.” Bunni stifled a sharp breath, smiled and then put out her hand to gently run her thumb over the flimsy fabric covering the two bullet like points poking through. The brunette giggled, “see, but you can be firmer with them if you like”. Bunni cupped the other woman’s small breast and gently, but firmly squeezed the long hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. The woman let out a sigh of pleasure and stroked Bunni’s face, leaning in to softly kiss her full on the mouth.
Bunni heard Sir give a subtle cough as he leaned over and said “I know you are having lots of fun darling, but we really need to move next door, there are people waiting after all. I am sure you and the nice lady can get to know each other better later”.
This brought Bunni back down to earth with a bang; she had almost forgotten why they were there. But Sir was right, he had gone to a lot of effort to arrange this surprise for her. Bunni had no idea what was coming next, but she knew it was going to be like nothing else she had ever experienced before.
Chapter 2 – the back room
Telling Bunni she had a few more minutes to play, Sir left her with the couple, explaining he just needed to check a few things. He returned shortly, smiling and Bunni and Sir made their polite goodbyes as Sir took Bunni by the hand and lead her towards a doorway at the back of the bar. Bunni hadn’t even noticed there was a doorway when they first arrived; it was secluded in a dark corner, just an archway really, no door. But it was so dimly lit on the other you could not see until almost inside exactly what was beyond the arch.
As they walked through and Bunni’s eyes adjusted to the dim light she could count five other couples waiting around the edge of the small, dark, round room. They were kissing, stoking, playing. Each woman was dressed in a similar style, wearing a black PVC body suit and all with a collar around their neck. As Bunni took it all in, her eyes were then drawn to the centre of the room where Sir was now standing, next to him a looped chain hung down from a strong metal hook in the celling. Bunni obeyed as Sir beckoned her towards him and the waiting chain. As she approached she realised that each of the women from the five couples were now also heading towards the centre the room. Sir looked at Bunni, smiled and then addressed the women now gathered around. “Thank you for your help this evening ladies, now if you wouldn’t mind I would appreciate it if you could undress this young lady for me”. As soon as he spoke Bunni could feel five pairs of hands over her body. One unzipping her dress, one slipping her black fishnet bra off her shoulders before undoing the clasp and letting it slide off all together. Another softly rolling down her stockings has she stepped out of her stiletto heals. She felt her knickers sliding down past her thighs and the wetness which had been building between her legs grow and seep. After just a few minutes Bunni was completely naked. With this the women retreated back to their partners, as they did Bunni noticed each man now had in his hand a leash and attached it to his lady on her return.
Bunni felt venerable and exposed, standing naked in the centre of the room as Sir stood by from the wall, watching her shuffle her weight from one foot to the next, bite her lip and clasp her hands together tightly. He left her there for what seemed like an eternity to Bunni. She knew he was enjoying watching his nervous little pet, half petrified of what was to come, half desperate for it. Eventually Bunni watched as he walked towards her, he had a large bag in his hand. Bunni had no idea what was coming next, but she knew the contents of the bag would make it a bit clearer.
Sir reached into the bag, first of all pulling out a gag. “Open wide pet, tongue out” he said as he slipped the ball into her mouth and pulled it tight, securing it at the back of her head. He leaned into her, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered “Good girl, you are going to enjoy this, I had thought about a mask but then I do so want you to be able to see what is coming, now what do you say …”. Bunni tried to let out a muffled “Thank you Sir” but it was no good, she simply could not articulate anything with the ball tightly wedged in her mouth. She could feel the saliva building up in her mouth and dripping down her face. “I can’t hear you slut” Sir growled and pulled the gag sharply from her mouth … “Thank you Sir she gasped”. “Better, much better” he said gently, kissing her firmly on the mouth before putting the gag back in its rightful place.
Next he pulled out a pair of sliver hand cuffs. “On your knees my pet” he commanded as he pushed Bunni down to the floor, taking one of her wrists and locking it firmly in a cuff. He pulled the cuffed arm up above her head, slipped the empty cuff through the loop of the chain which was still hanging from the centre of the celling and ordered her to lift the other arm up as he did so. He cuffed the free wrist, leaving Bunni, on her knees, arms above her head, chained to the centre of the room.
Bunni assumed this would be all for restrains, it was certainly more than he had used with her before. But she was wrong, Sir returned to the bag, and this time emerged a spreader bar, complete with ankle cuffs at each end. He slid his foot up the inside of her thigh and used his foot to firmly spread Bunni’s knees apart. Bending down he attached each of her ankles to a cuff, meaning her legs were now fixed apart too far apart for her to be able to close her knees together again. “We want everyone to be able to see how wet my little pet gets when she has male attention now don’t we” he said loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.
Sir stood up and looked around the room to where the keen onlookers stood eagerly watching Bunni, centre stage, squirming and exposed. She knew from the glint in his eye that whatever was coming next was going to involve some, if not all, of them………
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