The Hidden Club

The Hidden Club

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Summary

A man finds a secret sex club

Summary

A man finds a secret sex club

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Submitted: June 04, 2015

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Submitted: June 04, 2015

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The Club was the sort of things that guys talked about in hushed tones around the break room table at work, the kind of thing that existed in the shadows of decent society that you didn't dare let your wife or your girlfriend hear you talking about. The girls there made a lot of money, and getting in cost you an arm and a leg, but in return you got to live out your bondage fantasies.

Mark had been looking for a way into the club for the past month. He had heard about it from a guy at work who claimed to have been there. The problem was that he couldn't provide the address because the club moved around to different locations every few days to stay ahead of the police. He had been sniffing around for so long that he had almost given up when he had gotten the email. All that had been in it was an address, a time, and a price.

He had shown up in a part of town he normally would not have set foot in. Mostly industrial but the warehouse that matched the address had seen better days. He headed to the front door, jumping at every sound and wondering if this was a set up so he could be mugged. He was about to turn around and head back to his car when a voice came from behind him.

"Do you have the cost of admission?" A tall man in a dark suit asked.

"Is this The Club?" Mark asked

"I said, do you have the cost of admission?" the man asked again, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Yes I have it..." Mark answered nervously, he was still on guard against any sort of trick. He tossed the man a bundle of cash that matched the price he had been quoted, he watched as the man counted through the small bundle before turning again to look at Mark.

"Small, medium or large breasts?" The man asked

"Medium" Mark answered

"Young or Old?" the man asked again

"Young" Mark answered

"White, Hispanic, Black, or Asian?" the man asked

"White" Mark answered

"Room 4" The man said, he tossed mark a key and disappeared back into the shadows of the parking lot.

Mark took the key and headed inside the warehouse. He saw that despite the abandoned look of the building from the outside, the inside had been repaired and rewired with new lights, creating a soft evenly lit environment. A row of doors lined the hallway with bright silver numbers on each door. Mark walked down the hall until he came to room 4. He tried the handle to find that it was locked. Remembering the key that he had been given he slipped the key into the lock and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

The room was empty except for a pillar in the center of the room and a young woman who was standing next to it. She was completely naked and he could see that she was bound tightly to the pillar, cuffs and a collar keeping her securely positioned. A smooth expanse of lightly tanned skin greeted him and he could see the gentle swell of her breasts from where he stood, he also was afforded a view of her exposed pussy, which he could tell was clean shaven.

He walked over to her, circling her once. She smiled at him as he came into view and he could tell that it was a genuine smile, rather than one which had been conditioned into a prisoner. She appeared to be well fed and taken care of and her skin and hair were soft and smooth. Mark loved bondage, had always fantasized about it, but he was not into rape and refused to be a part of human trafficking. He had been assured by his friend that the women who participated in the club were all willing, and well paid. Which was part of the reason that it was so expensive to get into.

He circled her again, taking in her form and running a hand along her flank. He slipped a finger into her exposed pussy and found it already wet. She sighed as he slipped his index finger in and out of her exposed pussy. The position she was secured in left her little room for movement but she moved her hips slightly in indication that she wanted him to continue.

Heading back to her he dropped his pants, tossing them over into a pile by the door. His cock was already rock hard in excitement and anticipation and he presented it to her. She obligingly opened her mouth and accepted his member. Gripping the back of her head he began to slide his cock in and out of her obedient mouth. He could tell that she was an expert cock sucker but the position that she was in left him doing most of the work.

She began to suck and moved her head in a slight bobbing motion, as much as her collar allowed. Mark took the initiative and started to fuck her face. She gagged slightly as his cock hit the back of her throat. He continued to fuck her face, entwining his fingers in her hair and holding her head, both for leverage and to keep from hurting her with the force of his thrusts, each thrust sank his cock fully into her mouth, eliciting a grunt of a groan from her. Her tongue kept pace with his thrusts, wrapping and entwining around his cock with each thrust. Every so often she offered a slight brushing of teeth to heighten the experience.

He was quickly reaching a point where he could stand no more, although he was sure that he could cum and that she would swallow it down like an obedient fuck toy he did not want to end the fun so quickly.

He pulled his cock from her mouth. She responded with a slight pout, indicating that she would have liked him to continue where he was. He moved to the back and again slipped a finger into her pussy, he found it even wetter than it had been before. He realized that at some point while he was fucking her face she must have cum as some of her fluids were leaking down her legs. He inserted two of his fingers into her hole, sliding them in easily into her well lubricated pussy. He angled his fingers slightly and zeroed in on her g-spot. She bucked her hips almost instantly and cried out as he found the sensitive location. He thrust his fingers in and out without mercy. She continued to buck and wiggle her hips as much as she was able. Several times her felt her pussy grip his fingers, signalling that she was cumming again.

Deciding that he was tired of playing he lined his cock up, sliding it up and down along her slit and flicking the head of his cock against her clit before sliding it inside of her. He was rewarded with a loud groan as his cock slammed inside of her tight hole. He had to be careful with her given how she was restrained but her position kept her legs apart and her pussy exposed. He worked his way up to a reasonable pace and the sound of his cock in her wet pussy filled the room. He thrust against her and she cried out in pleasure. Her hips rose to meet each of his thrusts and she shifted and pulled at her bonds trying to push against him more. She groaned in frustration as her bonds prevented her from reacting more to his efforts.

He could feel his orgasm coming. He leaned over and whispered in her ear "I am going to cum in your pussy."

"God yes sir, please cum in me." she cried out "my pussy belongs to you, I am a good little whore."

He groaned "I'm cumming!"

He felt the cum erupt from his cock, filling her up and running down her leg. He kept cumming long after he thought he should have stopped. He painted her insides with his cum and felt her pussy grip him as she came as well. He fell and sat down roughly, his legs weak from the strength of his orgasm. His fuck toy remained where she was, bound tightly to the pillar in front of her.

After resting for a moment he stood up again, looking around before remembering where he had tossed his pants when he first entered the room.

He slapped her ass roughly, "you were great, I will be back again."

"Thank you sir, I am glad you enjoyed this little whore." she said

He whistled as he left, leaving her soaked with his cum. He would be back again, when he could afford it.

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