Club_PG

[Aurantica]

Noticing the bandages on your ribs I smirk. An obvious previously existing injury, and the perfect opportunity to inflict pain and suffering on my newest slave. As I tied her to the object I took deliberate care to press lightly on the injury and observed her reaction. "Now there's something you are going to have to learn. You are a whore, and your purpose in life is to please me. Do you understand me slut?" I ask coldly. To emphasis this new fact in your life I suddenly apply more pressure to your injured ribs.

I gasp at the pressure on my ribs. Since they were bolted in place a few hours ago, the action serves only to hurt. I'm worn to the point where this actually does hurt a bit. My clit tingles and I cry out not from pain, but arousal.
"Now there's something you are going to have to learn. You are a whore, and your purpose in life is to please me. Do you understand me slut?"
" Yes Sir, I understand completely" I moan, pressing my cheek against the cool leather. He pushes down harder and I feel the area between my hipbones kick and tingle.
My pussy feels exposed and cool with my legs spread like this. I focus on the grinding sensation in my ribs and the leather against my face, pushing down the first tingles of arousal.

 

[leelinkman22]

I gasp at the pressure on my ribs. Since they were bolted in place a few hours ago, the action serves only to hurt. I'm worn to the point where this actually does hurt a bit. My clit tingles and I cry out not from pain, but arousal.
"Now there's something you are going to have to learn. You are a whore, and your purpose in life is to please me. Do you understand me slut?"
" Yes Sir, I understand completely" I moan, pressing my cheek against the cool leather. He pushes down harder and I feel the area between my hipbones kick and tingle.
My pussy feels exposed and cool with my legs spread like this. I focus on the grinding sensation in my ribs and the leather against my face, pushing down the first tingles of arousal.

I bend down and grab your chin forcing you to look me in the eyes. "What no fight left in you? I misjudged you. You must really love the feeling of a rock hard cock stabbing your insides." I say with a mild tone of displeasure and disapproval in my voice. I push your face down into the leather forcefully as I smirk darkly. I walk around the object looking you over. Your lower lips seemed slightly swollen betraying your arousal. "Oh so the slut is already getting horny? You are a dirty little whore aren't you?" I ask mockingly as I slap your ass very forcefully. "Beg for it then." I order as I rake my nails across your exposed body tearing through your flesh.

 

[Aurantica]

The displeasure in his voice is all too obvious.
"Oh so the slut is already getting horny? You are a dirty little whore aren't you?"
The force of the slap shoves my hips down into the bench, grinding my ribs against each other. I yelp, my cry half-muffled by the bench pressed against my face. I can feel my skin grow hot and tender where he slapped me. My body betrays me, jumping as he rakes his fingernails across and into my skin.
"Beg for it then."
I try to appease him, his obvious desire for a fight.
" No." I say, with all the force I can muster.
I can only hope I've done the right thing.

 

[leelinkman22]

The displeasure in his voice is all too obvious.
"Oh so the slut is already getting horny? You are a dirty little whore aren't you?"
The force of the slap shoves my hips down into the bench, grinding my ribs against each other. I yelp, my cry half-muffled by the bench pressed against my face. I can feel my skin grow hot and tender where he slapped me. My body betrays me, jumping as he rakes his fingernails across and into my skin.
"Beg for it then."
I try to appease him, his obvious desire for a fight.
" No." I say, with all the force I can muster.
I can only hope I've done the right thing.

My dark and twisted laughter can be heard clearly as the slut begins to resist. I grab her hair and violently yank your head up to look at me. "That's what I like to see. Now I get to break you." I say with a sly smirk. I gesture one of the ushers to bring me a baton. As the cold steel touched my hand I felt a slight thrill of exhilaration. I placed the baton on your bare ass and pulled back to strike you. "Beg for it. Beg to be filled with my rock hard cock you fucking slut!" I order coldly as I slam the steel baton against your ass.

 

[Aurantica]

My dark and twisted laughter can be heard clearly as the slut begins to resist. I grab her hair and violently yank your head up to look at me. "That's what I like to see. Now I get to break you." I say with a sly smirk. I gesture one of the ushers to bring me a baton. As the cold steel touched my hand I felt a slight thrill of exhilaration. I placed the baton on your bare ass and pulled back to strike you. "Beg for it. Beg to be filled with my rock hard cock you fucking slut!" I order coldly as I slam the steel baton against your ass.

I scream as he smashes something cold and metal into my ass. Its thick and heavy, making pain explode into what little of my brain is still receptive to it. the force of the blow makes my body slide forward a few inches, yanking the ropesaround my ankles taut. I wriggle desperatley, trying to ease the pain.
" Please, no!!!" I yell, tucking my hips into the bench in an attempt to proctect my poor bruised ass from further injury. I can feel a thick welt rising where the baton landed, and I know full well how much it will hurt if he hits me in the same spot again.

 

[leelinkman22]

I scream as he smashes something cold and metal into my ass. Its thick and heavy, making pain explode into what little of my brain is still receptive to it. the force of the blow makes my body slide forward a few inches, yanking the ropesaround my ankles taut. I wriggle desperatley, trying to ease the pain.
" Please, no!!!" I yell, tucking my hips into the bench in an attempt to proctect my poor bruised ass from further injury. I can feel a thick welt rising where the baton landed, and I know full well how much it will hurt if he hits me in the same spot again.

"I said beg!" I shout as I pull back the baton again. The metal rod slams against your skin and then clatters to the floor. "You aren't responsive to impact, perhaps an electrical charge will tame you." I say darkly as I gesture for the usher to bring me a cattle prod with adjustable voltage. I place it on your spine and apply a small jolt of current as I trail it down your back and down your ass. When the prod reaches your pussy I dial up the voltage and slide it just a few inches inside of you. "You fucking dirty whore, you love to be abused don't you?" I ask with an insulting tone.

 

[Aurantica]

"I said beg!" I shout as I pull back the baton again. The metal rod slams against your skin and then clatters to the floor. "You aren't responsive to impact, perhaps an electrical charge will tame you." I say darkly as I gesture for the usher to bring me a cattle prod with adjustable voltage. I place it on your spine and apply a small jolt of current as I trail it down your back and down your ass. When the prod reaches your pussy I dial up the voltage and slide it just a few inches inside of you. "You fucking dirty whore, you love to be abused don't you?" I ask with an insulting tone.

I shriek as the rod smashes into my ass again. The pain is terrible, and it's only through a dim haze I hear your next words.

"You aren't responsive to impact, perhaps an electrical charge will tame you."

Two points of cool metal trace down my spine, and I jump at the sharp shock. A cattle prod, I realize with a sick jerk in my stomach. A freaking cattle prod. It only gets worse as he forces the vile thing between my legs, into the soaked flesh of my pussy. He turns it on, worse than before, and I feel the agonizing jolt before I have the chance to brace for the pain. The pain tears a shrill scream from my lungs, and I dissolve into helpless tears.

" Please please please fill me with your cock. I'm just a slut, a worthless slut, a toy for your cock" I choke out between sobs.
" I'll do whatever you want, please please dont ever do that again"

 

[leelinkman22]

I shriek as the rod smashes into my ass again. The pain is terrible, and it's only through a dim haze I hear your next words.

"You aren't responsive to impact, perhaps an electrical charge will tame you."

Two points of cool metal trace down my spine, and I jump at the sharp shock. A cattle prod, I realize with a sick jerk in my stomach. A freaking cattle prod. It only gets worse as he forces the vile thing between my legs, into the soaked flesh of my pussy. He turns it on, worse than before, and I feel the agonizing jolt before I have the chance to brace for the pain. The pain tears a shrill scream from my lungs, and I dissolve into helpless tears.

" Please please please fill me with your cock. I'm just a slut, a worthless slut, a toy for your cock" I choke out between sobs.
" I'll do whatever you want, please please dont ever do that again"

I smirk and then slowly pull the cattle prod out of your pussy. "That's right, You love cock don't you. You fucking whore!" I say as I drop the cattle prod and slide out of my boxers. My throbbing cock was already rock hard and I forcefully shoved it inside of your wet pink pussy. "Moan for me bitch. Beg to have your brains fucked out by my magnificent dick." I whisper aggressively as I pound into you savagely.

 

[Aurantica]

I smirk and then slowly pull the cattle prod out of your pussy. "That's right, You love cock don't you. You fucking whore!" I say as I drop the cattle prod and slide out of my boxers. My throbbing cock was already rock hard and I forcefully shoved it inside of your wet pink pussy. "Moan for me bitch. Beg to have your brains fucked out by my magnificent dick." I whisper aggressively as I pound into you savagely.

He finally stops torturing me and I gasp, weakly, trying to force air back into my lungs. My throat aches from screaming. I wonder if I'll cough up blood again. My pussy burns as he slips his cock into me. Thank the stars I'm ready for him, or this would be twice the agony. He leans in close, pushing his weight down on my pelvis, smooshing it like a toothpaste tube and making me still tighter.
"Moan for me bitch. Beg to have your brains fucked out by my magnificent dick."
I have to gasp again to answer him.
" Please, Sir, stuff me with your massive cock and fuck my poor dim brains out"
I choke and gasp and whimper, my poor ribs creaking painfully despite the hardware binding them together.

 

[leelinkman22]

He finally stops torturing me and I gasp, weakly, trying to force air back into my lungs. My throat aches from screaming. I wonder if I'll cough up blood again. My pussy burns as he slips his cock into me. Thank the stars I'm ready for him, or this would be twice the agony. He leans in close, pushing his weight down on my pelvis, smooshing it like a toothpaste tube and making me still tighter.
"Moan for me bitch. Beg to have your brains fucked out by my magnificent dick."
I have to gasp again to answer him.
" Please, Sir, stuff me with your massive cock and fuck my poor dim brains out"
I choke and gasp and whimper, my poor ribs creaking painfully despite the hardware binding them together.

I smile as you sumbit my to demands and quickly oblige your request. I grab you by the hips and pull you back into my cock with every thrust plunging it deep inside your moist and very tight little pussy. I push my cock all the way inside you and grind my pelvis against your as I slap the outside of your leg. "Scream for it whore, let everyone know what a little slut you are." I demand as my cock throbs inside of you.

 

[Aurantica]

I smile as you sumbit my to demands and quickly oblige your request. I grab you by the hips and pull you back into my cock with every thrust plunging it deep inside your moist and very tight little pussy. I push my cock all the way inside you and grind my pelvis against your as I slap the outside of your leg. "Scream for it whore, let everyone know what a little slut you are." I demand as my cock throbs inside of you.

He finally starts pounding into me , making my body slide forward with each thrust. I put my forehead against the soft surface of the bench and regain control of my breathing.
Three men in one night I think. Thats coming up fast on my record. The most I've ever done is five . I blush at the memory. It was a celebration of my master's sucess with a buisness deal. I wore a beautiful black dress and sat on his right side during dinner. The man behind me smacks my thigh and I try to remember what he was saying. Twistsing my head so I can see him out of the corner of my eye, I grin at him.
" Why?"

 

[leelinkman22]

I let out a growl as my newest slut questions my orders. I pull my cock out of her and bend down to grab the cattle prod. Pushing the metal into her skin I press the button and send a painful current through her body. "Because I said so whore." I say coldly "Now you get a beating." I add as I drop the cattle prod and slam my fist into her spine. "Scream, and beg for me bitch." I say with excitement in my voice as I grab your hair and slam your face into the bench with great force.

 

[Aurantica]

I shriek in pain as he shocks me, yanking my ankle ropes tight as I try to pull away.
"Because I said so whore. Now you get a beating."
"Please , sir, fuck me with your cock!"
I feel a fist adorned with rings slam into the small of my back. Not hard enough the break anything, but enough to add a new bruise to my substantial collection. His hand grips my hair, and I know what's coming next.
" No, please!" I manage to get out before he forces my head down into the bench, hard. Everything goes black, and I dont feel anymore.

 

[fuckmeat]

slips into the club's lobby and stares around, marvelling at the silence. Well, down here there's silence anyway. All it took was a few whispers to the black clad staff and the club just emptied out.

Only a fool would stay.

So that just leaves me and a few people on the upper floors to whom the message hasn't filtered through yet. People too engrossed in their own sordid fun.

He's coming back. Might even already be back in town.

I don't want to wait here like this, kneeling like a dog to get my ass whipped but if he finds me anywhere but here waiting, like last time and has to go to the trouble of ordering minions to fetch me. Well, I really don't want to find out what he would do.

What he wouldn't do.

I commence my vigil kneeling in the doorway, exposed to the open air. It'll be cold at night time but it suits my mood. I'm dressed in something he'll hopefully enjoy ripping off of me.

He could be hours or even days.

But I will wait for him.

 

[The_PG]

Tire screech as my new car comes to a halt, it sort of fits my mood. Burning rubber and a half-smoked cigarette in my mouth with an inch of ash that is just dying to be flicked. The ash flutters as I slam the door closed and pull the collar of my trench coat up around my neck and rub at the scruff that's growing. It's only two days from the lifestyle of perfection and I've already let myself go this far. Bah, not far enough. Rings a voice inside my head after which it produces of a picture of seductive little her in something, well, anything.

I don't stalk anymore, and it's impossible to hide my proud marching steps either. So I don't all the way to the front of the building. When I find the door unlocked i'm unconcerned, but just a little more peeved. It's been a long day, and I need a stiff drink.

"Or," I mutter, as I step over the threshold and behold her kneeling in a position of grace and submission that reveals the curves I love upon her ass and hips. "You."

She doesn't understand the conversation I'm having with myself, and I don't care to explain. As the smarter tend to converse with their peers, not their pets.

Standing over her tiny frame I smile as memories filter through. Blood. Pleasure. Screams. Darkness. Tears. Depravity. Gasps. Pain. The places I take us. Removing the tie from around my throat, I lean over and loop it around her neck, tightening it with a single, short, powerful tug, and lifting her up onto her feet.

My lips crush hers in a powerful kiss, and my hands slides inside the dress she is wearing. Sliding right across her navel to between her legs. I break the kiss.

"I'm pleased. You are not what I need, or what I want..." My eyes glitter dangerously, "But I can make you that."

 

[fuckmeat]

I knew.

As soon as I heard his footsteps. Partygoers, they either hurry or they saunter. Sometimes they stagger or run but what they never do is march. There is a staccato to his gait now, so much so that I could set it to a metronome if I wanted to. On top of that is his air of possession and authority, nobody approaches another person's property half as confidently as they approach their own.

Which should explain why there was no deviation whatsoever from the rhythm of his steps until they stop beside me. Something drops out of the darkness but I'm too... enraptured... to flinch. The soft fabric falls around my neck and I remain still as it tightens, until it pulls me upwards, towards him.

It's been quite a while since I was the type to kneel in doorways. There is an odd nostalgia to the act of submission. The tightness of the tie around my neck, the constriction, it feels like... home. Most girls would be scared by it. Not being most girls, I visibly relax.

The kiss melts me even further. I have to stand on my tiptoes, even in heels but my knees suddenly don't want to lock properly. I'm left breathless by the depth of it... well that and the way his hand strays directly to my cunt... his cunt I should say.

"I'm pleased. You are not what I need, or what I want... But I can make you that."

Convenient, that's basically what he's calling me. Dumb enough to wait here for him. Depraved enough to crave the ways in which he uses me. But the subtext is underlined as always; nothing special.

I know that.

I have always known it.

Still his low pitched voice goes through my abdomen like a honed blade, making me bleed the last vestiges of my self respect from the hole his fingers are currently exploring. His eyes glimmer darkly with intent. It has been so long and I have wanted him so fucking much that everything else is irrelevant. It may even have been a while for him too... but that's also irrelevant. I am his because nobody else makes me feel anything like the same way, because I'm hardwired for selfless and obsessive passion but he is not mine.

His hand withdraws from my cunt, as casually as if he had merely kissed me on the cheek. I walk ahead of him into the club, averting my gaze from his incredulous arched brow. I mix him up drink, The Godfather, it suits him. There's plenty in the shaker for both of us to have a couple glasses but to pour myself one would be a presumption too far. I offer him the chilled glass.

I should be keeping my eyes downcast like a good little cunt but the fact of the matter is, I lack the self control. I'm far too pleased to see him again. I keep sneaking glances up at his face, reaffirming to myself that he's really here. One day he will march out of my life never to return and I know him too well to imagine there'll be a farewell party. So I have to live each moment with him as though it's the last... and a few times it very nearly has been.

 

[The_PG]

I'd never let her know, but the constant glances are something that even a man enjoys. They are not just a silly female thing, blushing cheeks when a guy checks you out, in a relationship like this they mean... They are thinking about you hard, and probably not a way that you would tell another soul about. I stare back at her hard as I sip my drink. She's always tried to fit into different stock approaches that 'submissive' and 'slaves' think they enjoy, but she never holds back like they do. That is why I stare back at her.

That and I'm seeing a few things differently. The same entranced, love-lust-lost eyes, but for some reason the pulse at her neck and her fair white skin are being thoughtfully chewed over in my mind's eye. Her small chest seeming much more pronounced in the silky, slinky red dress that almost matches her hair, but not enough to keep me from noticing the way that it smoothly glides over her fair skin.

Since she did not pour herself a drink, I do, and hand it to her.

"It's good." I say, not as a compliment, but as a statement of fact.

I check my watch, not in a hurry to leave or begin, but just to see how much time I have to do what I want with her. All the time in the world apparently, "Good." I repeat to myself with another drink and a light puff of my cigarette. Stretching my arm out, i flick the ash onto her fair palm and grin as she does not even flinch. Good. She needs more tonight. I think to myself, and she knows it even thought she never would say it to my face. Why? Well, flatly, because she'd know it'd piss me the fuck off. I don't like being told what I'm thinking, even if it is what I'm thinking. Too many people know what I'm thinking, it's like having voices inside my head. And I already have enough of them.

"Come here," I say, unzipping my fly and pulling up her dress. I have her sit on my cock, and blow smoke into her face as she sits facing my. It slips into her hot crevice with hardly any resistance, and I grab her hair lightly and pull it back slowly.

"I like this dress," I murmur quietly, as I watch her bare neck come to full light in the dimly lit bar, all that pale skin drifting beneath the red fabric that barely covers her cleavage is a delight. Leaning forward I breathe deeply as my cock shifts inside of her, and I begin to nibble sharply on the skin on her neck. My hand with my drink and cigarette balancing perfectly to the side. I slowly suck her wiggling tongue out into my own, before breaking the kiss. It's obvious I want it all the way out. Smiling into her bambi eyed face, I bring my cigarette between us and put it out by pressing it squarely into her tongue. The tightness it creates below gives me quite the jolt of pleasure, and I chuckle as I sip on my drink slowly.

"Drink," If she thinks i'll kiss her with ash in her mouth, she's nuts, but she isn't.

So as she drinks, I slowly remove her breasts from their place and squeeze one. Then the other, before flicking the hard nubs on the end.

"Tell me something..." I glance up, "Anything."

I can see something wants to be said.