Chapter 2D "The Club"

When I finally came back to reality, Pamela stepped up to me and gave me a wonderful delicious kiss. She said "I was doing her proud and I should take just a little pause to get my wits backs" One of the barmaids handed me a drink in a shot glass. It was my favorite, Irish whiskey. Pamela just smiled she had remembered my choice of liquor from the first time we met at the hotel bar this afternoon. Was it only earlier in the day this odyssey begun. It felt like light years ago. I downed that shot in a second and it was quickly replaced and consumed. Pamela handed me the beer chaser and moved to calm me down. The crowd behind was in an uproar. They were enjoying every moment of watching a newbie orgasm on his first infliction of a public punishment.

I saw several slut couples going down on each other. I saw that several of the Mistresses had their sluts under their dresses and were also being serviced. During all this time the staff slut on her knees before me had not stop her oral attention to my cock. However instead of sucking she was using her tongue to lick the very tip of my dick, like a child with an ice cream cone. I liked this licking very much. I was now in my afterglow. Pamela was a master of timing. Instead of having me immediately start whacking away again at Carolyn's ass, she instead took the paddle from me and put my hands on the cherry red ass of Carolyn. It was hot. You could feel the heat the paddling had created. Pamela again produced the bowl of grease and told to work it deep into Carolyn's skin. As I started to rub the grease into Carolyn's ass cheeks, Carolyn became quite agitated.

Carolyn was shaking like she had been during the paddling. I could hear Carolyn loudly whining into the gag. There was something in the grease that was causing Carolyn great pain. I would learn later that this grease was liberally laced with lemon juice and salt crystals to sting and burn the very sore and active nerve endings in Carolyn's ass cheeks. Instead of stopping, Carolyn's reaction only spurred me on. I loved the way I was making her ass shine bright red. I felt like I was waxing a brand new red sports car. Slowly but surely I starting to feel sensation in my dick again. It was not hard yet, but the staff slut could also sense it hardening because she resumed actively running her lips up and down my cock. I was back in the saddle again. Now more then ever I was determined to accomplish the final goal. I was going to get my cock super hard and then fuck Caroline in the ass for everyone to see. I was going to show the "Roissy Society" what kind of man I was.

Pamela quickly caught on to my renewed vigor and handed me back the paddle. Her instructions were clear. I was start again slowly and continually build up the number and strength of the whacks of the paddle until I felt my cock super hard. I was then to stick it in Carolyn's exposed asshole and fuck away until I orgasmed for the second time. I was to take my time. Everybody present was enjoying the show, don't rush, just concentrate on the final goal of your dick exploding deep in Carolyn's tight ass. I looked around at the crowd and they all were giving me the thumb's up signal and verbally encouraging me to make the slut pay for her disobedience of her Mistress. You could tell that nobody was walking out on this show. With renewed energy I recommenced the paddling of Carolyn's ass. This time I was very calm. I didn't feel I had to prove anything anymore. I just started to calmly whack away at that beautiful red ass swaying before me chained to the bar. The first stroke sounded good again. But this time I was going to take my time between each stroke. I even started to rub the paddle on Carolyn's ass before each stroke. The audience liked this new approach and let their approval be heard. The smacks clearly were having their effect on Carolyn. Unlike the first set, Carolyn was not pretending to be brave at all. By the fifth slap of the paddle Carolyn was expressing her pain through the movement of her ass and the high pitch screech escaping the gag. This time I was unaffected by Carolyn's reaction. I had drifted into a world of my own. The only thing that mattered was the feeling in my cock and it was starting to feel good again.

I was back in a rhythm. It was much slower then the first time, but a lot more steady. I could see the rhythm had rubbed off on Carolyn. She wasn't jerking her ass but moving it in a steady movement left and right. At this point I noticed I had not worked the soft underside of Carolyn's ass cheeks. I now varied my strokes from a frontal assault to a underhand swing. I think this new tack caught Carolyn off guard. With this steady underhand swing, Carolyn started to buck her ass out like she fucking the bar. The problem with this new motion was that it brought the spikes of the pain dildo into play. When she weaved left to right the spikes of the pain dildo didn't move much in the vaginal canal, but when she started this coital movement, the spikes started to move up and down on her cunt walls. The effect was a scraping of the spikes of the pain dildo on Carolyn's vaginal canal. Carolyn was caught in a bind. Did cease all movement to escape the tearing up of her cunt and allow the underside of her ass cheeks to get toasted or did move to dissipate the pain of the paddling. Carolyn took the only reasonable choice. She would endure the pain on the underside of her ass and protect the walls of her vagina from being torn. All of sudden Carolyn just stopped in her tracks. Again I felt challenged to dictate the terms of her punishment. I started to truly attack the overhang of Carolyn's ass cheeks. With strong and steady underhanded strokes I began assault the underside of Carolyn's ass. Within several strokes I could see that this area was turning the same bright red as exhibited by her upper ass cheeks. It took several more strokes but Carolyn could no long resist the need to buck out her ass with each impact of the paddle on her underside ass cheeks. Once I got the advantage and I pressed it. Within a minute Carolyn bucking and screaming as if she was being fucked by a red hot poker. I think that even Pamela got worried that I as a novice I might go to far and really damage Carolyn's cunt. She pulled my arm away and told me to go back to the upper cheeks. I wasn't upset. In fact I gained new respect for Pamela. She clearly never lost her cool. She wanted Carolyn to feel real pain but not real damage. This was the "Roissy Society" code, make them hurt, make them regret their disobedience but never permanently damage them.

I was at this time deep into working my dick hard again. I would now concentrate on the summits of Carolyn's beautiful ass cheeks. My plan was to be ready to fuck Carolyn up the ass with a dozen more whacks of the paddle. I would take my time but rear back and hit her hard with every stroke. I would make sure the impact of every smack of the paddle was deeply felt by Carolyn. I pulled my arm way back and brought the paddle down with the hardest wallop of the evening. Carolyn's head shot up and I saw the little hairs on her neck stick straight up. All of a sudden I felt my dick start to raise to attention. My plan was working. I gently began caressing the summit of Carolyn's ass cheek. The crowd was amused but I don't think Carolyn was feeling too joyful. All through the caressing of Carolyn ass cheeks by the paddle, I could see the quivering of Carolyn's ass muscles and her steady drone into her gag. After about a minute of caressing, I brought the next stroke down. It absolutely sounded like a rifle shot. I actually saw the ass compress. Carolyn banged her pussy in to the front of the bar. I knew the spikes of the pain dildo had to have made contact with Carolyn's vaginal walls upon this bumping of her cunt into the bar.

Needless to say Caroline quickly stuck her ass out. I think Pamela was worried I was getting too carried away. Pamela wanted her slut punished not ruined. Pamela first took the head of the stuff slut and by her hair began forcing her to work her mouth deeper and faster on my cock. I think the staff slut got the message real fast because she jumped into overdrive and began to quickly work her mouth up and down my cock. Pamela then motioned for me to quicken my strokes with the paddle under the theory if I worked faster I might not be able to hit so hard. I got the hint and just started to whack away without caring about the intensity or location. At this time all I wanted was to get hard. As I quickened the use of the paddle on Carolyn's ass, I also increased the movement of my dick in and out of the staff slut's mouth. Pamela was pulling out all the stops. As I whacked away at her slut's ass, Pamela pulled my pants down to my upper thighs. The underpants followed quickly. Pamela now grabbed a hold of my balls and starting to give them a gentle squeeze. The observers loved this new direction and I could hear them come alive with cat calls. I too got into this new sexual sensation. I don't know actually how more smacks of the paddle it took to get fully erect but it happened very quickly. In a moment I felt the juices flowing and I didn't want to take a chance that I might go off again in the staff slut's mouth. As I got harder, Carolyn's asshole seemed to get larger and larger. I was about lodge my prick into that very red and very inviting ass.

I gave Carolyn one good last whack and in a split second I was on top of her like hounds on a fox. The large oval separating Carolyn's ass cheek was like a homing device. I got my prick right through the oval and right on top of Carolyn's asshole. With one great big push I was in and lodged in Carolyn's ass up to my balls. I couldn't believe how easy it was. I thought it was the hot oil and grease. I would find out later that the "Roissy Society" expands the asshole of every slut during training so as to accommodate the penetration of their asshole by the "Roissy Society" members.

When I learnt that the same expansion regiment was also practiced on the "Valets" in training, I realized there was lot more about the "Roissy Society" I was going to learn and experience. I started to pump away. Carolyn was not an eager partner at first. Every time I pushed in, the spikes of the pain dildo in Carolyn's cunt let their presence be felt. As along as Carolyn remained relatively still the spikes would only prick the surface of the vaginal wall but not puncture it.

Carolyn wasn't about to test how far so could move without being punctured by the spikes in her cunt. The trouble with Carolyn's plan of action to remain relatively still throughout this intercourse was that it was formed in Carolyn's brain, not in the loins and it was Carolyn's loins that were under attack. Despite every nerve in Carolyn's body screaming pain, Carolyn was beginning to enjoy the plowing of her ass by my driving cock. It in a short time, the "figgs" were again taking control of Carolyn's senses. The spikes were being interpreted as pleasure inducers not inhibitors. Carolyn was transforming the sensations in her cunt caused by the spikes as a pleasure producing stimulus. While the spikes on the pain dildo looked gruesome, they were not as dangerous as they seemed. There were no points on the spikes. They could only catch the vaginal walls, but totally lacked the ability to actually puncture the mucous membrane.

The "Roissy Society" loved bringing their sluts to the edge but not over it. It was a very pleasant surprise when I felt Carolyn join the fray. She started slowly and in a minute she was a full partner in the dance. My hands were on her hips banging away at her ass. Carolyn was matching me thrust for thrust. My total concentration was on my dick. I had never fucked a woman up the ass before. It was much tighter. The hot oil certainly lubricated the narrow passage, but it was not like a woman's pussy in which nature provides the superior lubrication. It was different and I could get to like this new spice. I was drifting into my own private world again, when I heard the crowd screaming, "Grab Her Tits, Squeeze Her Tits". I then remembered the special bra. Like a kid with a new toy, I immediately got my hands around those wonderful tits and proceeded squeeze the "Charman". Carolyn immediately began acting like a bronking bronco. In her quest to dislodge my hands from her breasts she was getting me more excited, but the best part was yet to come. I was in sexual heaven, but I was going to reach even a higher level soon.

As I was being transported to sexual bliss, I felt again a tugging at my pants. Pamela had got behind me and was pulling my pants down to my ankles. If someone told me twelve hours before, I would let a woman pull my pants down in front of forty people while I was in the process of making love, I might have hit that person. However less then twelve hours after meeting this stranger named Pamela, she got my pants down to my ankles along with my boxer shorts and I didn't make a move to stop her. The strangest part was I didn't care. At that moment, Pamela probably could have stripped me naked and I would not have cared. All my energy and my attention was in one direction, getting my rocks off. I could feel the explosion building down in my balls but it wasn't there yet and I wasn't going to let it get away. I renewed my attack both with dick in Carolyn's ass and my hands on Carolyn's tits. If Carolyn truly derived pleasure from pain, then she had to be at her peak. Unfortunately Carolyn at this point was more in pain then in pleasure. Mistress Pamela had really fixed her good this time, she was truly being punished and not pleasured. In the middle of this final assault, I felt an absolutely foreign feeling. A wet slippery thing was at my asshole. In a second it was through my anus and in rectum wriggling. Pamela had put some strange lotion on her finger and stuck it up my ass.

Whatever was in that lotion, it had lit a fire in my balls like I never felt before. The sensation was like dynamite explosion at a log jam. All of a sudden the sperm didn't fly out, they were rocketed out of dick and deep into Carolyn's rectum. During this orgasm, Pamela had not let up for one second wriggling her finger up my ass. When the orgasm hit, it was my turn to heard over the music in the back room. I definitely believe my scream in ecstasy was much louder then any vocal response the pain had rendered from Carolyn. Pamela was not about to let me off her finger hook yet. She had just caught a big fish with her hook and she enjoyed playing with it. Not only was this orgasm incredible strong it didn't stop. I felt like I was coming for about an hour. In actuality in was a good several minutes that Pamela with her digital prowess kept me locked in the throes of this orgasm. Pamela promised me the greatest orgasm of my life and she was right. What was more scary, was the fact that everything Pamela had said about the "Roissy Society" was right. I thought I had just tasted the highest level of the "Roissy Society" fantasy, little did I know I was just at the bottom wrung. There was a reason why more then three-thousand sluts and valets were willing to give up their freedom and privacy to adopt the "Roissy Society" fantasy. I wasn't quite there yet, but one or two of these orgasms more, I would be the "Roissy Society" newest recruit.

By the time I had stop coming, all feeling had left my body. I literally had collapsed on top of Carolyn. My fingers were still on Carolyn's tits, but there was no energy left to squeeze. In fact all the energy had been squeezed out of me. I didn't move until I felt two of the men get their hands under my chest and ease me off of Carolyn. My dick was still lodged in Carolyn's ass when the two gentlemen helped me step back. With their aid I turned around to find Pamela. The moment I faced the observers, the crowd broke out in thunderous applause and cheers. For a few minutes it was the bar area that was loudest portion of the club. For a couple of moments the music had to take second place to the cheers. I was shocked and elated. I a novice had performed to the overwhelming applause of the experts.

In the middle of this adulation I looked down and my pants and underwear were still hanging at my ankles with my wet shriveled pecker in open view and what's worse I still didn't care. Pamela was on me in a second. She had her arms wrapped around me in a bear hug and lips locked to my mouth. She was going to savior every last second. Pamela could be proud of herself. Her guest had performed like a trooper. Every Mistress in the room at this point had to be a little envious. Mistress Pamela had landed her herself a live one. Every Mistress takes pride in their ability to maintain discipline with her sluts, but the thing every Mistress takes the most pride in was their ability to recruit only the finest of subjects to embrace the "Roissy Society" fantasy. All those observers in the bar area, who watched Mistress Pamela's guest/recruit publicly punish the slut Carolyn, knew that Mistress Pamela had found a winner. However many an apparent winner quickly changed into a lost cause as more and more of the requirements that each member of the "Roissy Society" must adopt became known to the recruit. Sure enough Mistress Pamela had hooked the big one, but now can she reel him in.

In the haze of all this excitement Pamela was whispering in my ear, "You done real good. You have made me very proud that you are my guest and you have earned your reward". All of a sudden I felt energy start to transverse my body again. The reward I been waiting for. What could the reward be? It had to be a slut. The only problem was the way I felt now, I didn't know if I could perform again with a slut. This was terrible. All of a sudden the words of the "Ancient Mariner" rang in my head, "Water, Water, Everywhere and Not a Drop to Drink". Was this going to be my punishment. Over a hundred sluts that want to get into my pants and I can't get up. I was not about to let that happen. By now I was fully convinced that I was hallucinating and at any moment I'm going to wake in my own bed alone on a Saturday night. But before they bring that wake up wagon round, I was going to give it all I got. I was sure by hook or by crook, I got several more orgasms left in me with the proper sluts. All I had to do was play my cards right and I could be in sexual nirvana again.

Little did know that the night had just begun for me. The "Roissy Society" not only grabbed you by the balls, but it didn't let go until its sucked every ounce of energy out of you in pursuit of their fantasy world. I quickly pulled my pants back up. Little did I know they would be discarded in the very near future. Pamela before leaving the bar area gave some further instructions to the Asst. Manager about the punishment of Carolyn. Pamela told the Asst. Manager that after Carolyn had been fucked at least six times more, replace the slut strap now locked onto Carolyn loins. Pamela wanted the pain dildo out and a pleasure dildo replaced in Carolyn's cunt. To make sure that Carolyn didn't have too much enjoyment, Pamela told the Asst. Manager when he changed the slut strap, have Carolyn from that point on warmed up with a cutting whip and not the paddle. Carolyn would soon be replacing the pain in her cunt with a pain in the ass. Pamela smiled and said to me, "I don't want poor Carolyn to suffer too much more after the hurting you put on her, but I don't want her to have too much fun either. She is being punished". With that we left the bar area. The night was still young and I was about to learn a lot more about the "Roissy Society" fantasy.

As the club was laid out, after leaving the bar area you only could take two directions. The first direction was through an open passage way that lead to the back room and the loud music. The second exit was less conspicuous. It was a large door to the right of the bar area. This door had no windows and was closed tight. Pamela headed for this door. When I got to the door I noticed there were no handles to open the door. There was only the round key to the right of the door. Pamela used her ring key to open the door. The door slid open and a large room was revealed. Pamela called it the Mistress's room. It was completely different from the other rooms in the club. This room was very plush and very quiet. It had a relaxing atmosphere. There was no turmoil going on in this room. I noticed that there were at least ten Mistresses present. They appeared to be sitting around and having conversations. I did notice that several Mistress appeared to have someone under their long dresses servicing them. I saw in the corner two Mistresses were examining a naked slut. The slut was standing with her hands locked behind her neck and legs spread wide. One Mistress was using the handle of her whip to test firmness of the slut's breasts.

Pamela looked at the scene and said they were probably negotiating a sale or transfer of the slut. It was quite common to transfer sluts from one Mistress to another during the term of the slut's contract. Very rarely would a Mistress keep a slut for the entire term of her contract. Most Mistresses only kept their sluts for a period of six to eight months before they would sell or transfer them to another Mistress. I saw the slut was now facing the wall with her arms extended and touching the wall. She looked like a crook who had been stopped by the police and was being frisked at a wall. The Mistress was during a very extensive frisk of this slut. There was not an inch of the slut's body that wasn't being felt by the Mistress. I saw the Mistress pull the whip back and deliver ten sharp lashes to the slut's ass. The slut rolled as her ass a little, but maintained her position. I had heard the slut whimper, but she didn't raise her voice to disturb the other Mistresses in the room. The Mistress smiled and said, "Good Slut". All the furniture in the room looked very traditional with high backed chairs and coffee tables, however the various rings and cuffs attached to the furniture showed these were no ordinary pieces of furniture. It appeared that every piece of furniture in some way could be used to hold down a slut in various positions. Along the back wall there were a least a dozen club staff sluts waiting on the beck and call of the Mistresses. They were there to serve the Mistresses in any manner the Mistress should desire. Whether it was serving drinks or servicing the Mistress. The room spoke of privilege and it was the Mistresses that were the privileged ones at the "Roissy Society".

Pamela led me to a Mistress standing by an amour and sipping a Cognac. Pamela introduced me to Mistress Katrina. Mistress Katrina was living proof that middle aged woman could still be knock outs. Although her face clearly showed a women in her mid to late forties, her body looked like a twenty year old. She was long and lean with a monstrous chest and nice sized ass with a wasp waist. Katrina was dressed like a lot of the Mistresses in this club. She wore a dress that was tight on top and fully flared at the bottom. Katrina was not bashful about showing cleavage under the theory, if have it, flaunt it. Katrina extended her hand to me and I kissed it. Katrina smiled and remarked. "A gentleman, I like that". Pamela was quick to add, "He was not too gentle with the slut in the bar". Katrina remarked that she had observe meet put the slut through her paces and I showed great potential as a member of the "Roissy Society". Katrina said she was greatly impressed with my verve and excitement even though I lacked the proper training. However with the proper training provided by the "Roissy Society" I could become a very fine whip master.

Katrina asked what I thought about the club and the "Roissy Society" as she reached down opened my pants and felt my dick. I said I felt like Alice in Wonderland. Katrina laughed and said "You haven't met the Queen of Spades yet and gave my dick a tight and menacing squeeze". I was at first a little taken aback, but I realized this was normal conduct by a Mistress of the "Roissy Society". That the men like the women were treated as property and if I was going to be a member of the "Roissy Society" I better learn that fact fast. If I wanted to taste the pleasures of the "Roissy Society" fantasy, I better be prepared to pay the price that comes along with the fantasy. I was studying Katrina like a masterpiece painting when I saw a head bob under her skirt. Even as we spoke Katrina was being serviced. I can see why the Mistresses preferred those long wide skirts. It allowed them to be serviced without making a spectacle of themselves. That's the difference between a man and a woman. If it was man being serviced, he would want the whole world see the slut sucking his dick. A woman is more discrete. Women tend to be more refined and laid back and the "Roissy Society" reflected those characteristics. The "Roissy Society" was not into being showy. The "Roissy Society" was class not crass. In the "Roissy Society" everything was done in dignified manner.

Pamela began speaking to Katrina. She asked if Katrina was still willing to provide the reward to her guest. Katrina laughed and said, "I was in fact just warming up the present for its presentation to your guest." And with that Katrina lifted her skirt to show the slut on her knees servicing her Mistress. Katrina pulled the slut back by her hair and ordered her to present herself to me. In one quick motion the slut turned around, got up, put her hands behind her neck, spread her legs and threw her chest out. My mouth went slack. Before me stood the prettiest black lady I had ever seen. She looked like a covergirl. She was light skinned in her early to middle twenties, she was a little short 5'3" but had a bust that matched Katrina. The slut smiled but did not talk. She was dressed in a outfit similar to what many of the sluts were wearing. Her top consisted of a white satin blouse that was cut off just below the breasts and a red pleated skirt that barely covered her luscious ass. Although all the private parts appeared covered, but with little effort at all they could be exposed or fondled without having to rearrange the clothing. Anyone could easily slip their hands under the short blouse or skirt to feel the goodies without any fuss.

This was the taste of "Roissy Society". Katrina told her slut to welcome the guest. The slut stepped up to me and kissed me gently of the lips. She then proceeded to kneel before and remove my dick from the open pants and placed her lips just over the tip of my cock. The slut was using her tongue to lick the piss hole. I was in shock. I tried to keep my cool by asking, "If the slut had a name". Katrina answered, "Her name is Crystal, but you can refer to her just as slut". I didn't know what to do. I wanted to feel the mouth of this lovely creature on my cock, but not at this very moment under the scrutiny of the two Mistresses. Katrina sensed my uneasiness and told Crystal to rise. Pamela asked, "Do you like this slut. Go ahead and feel if she meets your requirements". I really now appreciated how the blouse relatively camouflaged the movements of my hands on Crystals ample tits. But when I reached under her dress I felt the waist strap with the connecting slut strap through Crystal's loins. Katrina realized the impediment and ordered Crystal to bend over and lift her skirt. Crystal immediately obeyed and lean over using the amour for support.

Katrina bent down and used her ring key to unlock the slut strap from the waist strap at Crystal's back. Katrina stood up and told me to remove the slut strap and have Crystal clean it with her mouth. As I removed the slut strap from Crystal, I saw Katrina use her ring key to open a draw in the amour. The draw contained several sex toys and two very nasty looking whips. I quickly felt that this slut strap also had a cunt and ass dildo built into it. This time I was prepared for the difficulty of removing the ass dildo. I again gave a good yank at the base of the ass dildo and it slowly came out. It wasn't as big as the ass dildo I pulled out of Carolyn's ass, but it was larger then my dick. The cunt dildo just slipped out and I unfastened the clip that held the slut strap in front. I held the slut strap in front of Crystals mouth and with no hesitation Crystal began to use her mouth to clean both dildos. The cunt dildo had come juice all over it, but the ass dildo was clean. I saw that Crystal cleaned the cunt dildo with relish, but gagged a little on the ass dildo. The sight of Crystal using her mouth to cleanse those two dildos got me horny again. I had never made love to a black girl before, but then again I never did a lot of things I experienced today. The "Roissy Society" kept the action coming and I was going to enjoy it as long as I could.

Pamela with a laugh said, "You kids go and play, Mistress Katrina and I want to talk". Katrina quickly added, "Crystal you play nice with the guest or I'm going to have to try out my new whip in the dungeon on your ass". Crystal did not answer but walked quickly to the door. The door automatically slid open and once again we were in the bar area. The minute the door closed again and we were out of Katrina and Pamela's sight, Crystal jumped all over me. Her tongue made a bee line for my throat. Her hands were exploring my pants and my dick. She didn't stop for over five minutes.

It was like they just let her out of a cage. I in turn had my hands all over her gorgeous body. I was feeling all the nooks and crannies. Finally Crystal asked, "If I was going to buy a girl a drink". I asked her wanted she wanted and Crystal replied "Absolute in shot glass straight up". I walked over to the bar with Crystal. The barmaid already had my whiskey ready when she asked if I wanted something for the slut. We did several shots watching the entertainment.

The entertainment was Carolyn being paddled and fucked up the ass by the men at the bar. It was clear that Carolyn had already been used by a least four men and was now servicing number five. Crystal said she watched me punish Carolyn and orgasmed seven times during the course of the punishment. She only hoped that she would be given to me for my sexual use by her Mistress. Crystal asked, "If I ever had brown sugar before" and I nodded my head no. Crystal then said she was going to show me a time tonight that I would never forget. Crystal asked if we could move closer to the center of the bar and watch Carolyn perform. As we moved closer, I noticed that the gag had been removed from Carolyn's mouth and she was whimpering lowly as the man was fucking her up the ass. It didn't take too long before Carolyn got another dose of sperm in her rectum. The man didn't linger at all. Once he shot his load, he backed off of Carolyn and got a staff slut to clean his dick with mouth. I noticed that the man did return and drew a short vertical line on Carolyn's forehead with a magic marker lying on the bar. Carolyn now had five such lines on her forehead. Crystal had taken my hand and put it on top of her cunt. I knew what she wanted and I immediately began to finger her cunt. Crystal was in turn fondling me and asked if we could stay for a little while as she kissed me. I could have stayed forever. I was now getting my second wind and it felt good.

In less then two minutes the sixth man approached Carolyn. He stood right next to her at the bar. When Carolyn saw his face, she immediately began to flirt with him. I could hear Carolyn politely asking the man to warm her up with the paddle and fuck her up the ass. The man was not buying and Carolyn persisted in her quest. I could hear Carolyn ever so discretely extolling the virtues of her ass and how she will make him very satisfied. She even offered for the man to squeeze her breasts to test their firmness. An offer the man took her up on. For about a minute or two this man was getting his squeezes in. Carolyn did everything in her power not to scream out. When she couldn't hold it in any longer, she cried out in a high screech that startled one of the barmaids. I saw the Asst. Manager hold up the gag and wave it before Carolyn's face in a menacing manner. Carolyn bit her lip. The man went back to his position besides Carolyn. It took at least several more minutes of carjoling by Carolyn before the man grabbed the paddle and took his position at Carolyn's side. I could see that the club had positioned a staff slut on her knees directly behind Carolyn to service the gentlemen as they whacked away with the paddle on Carolyn's ass. Carolyn's ass was as red as freshly polished fire engine on Fourth of July Day parade. Crystal was getting more excited as the man prepared for the first whack. The man was wasting no time on Carolyn as he hit hard and he hit often. I could feel the pussy juices in Crystals flowing as she watched the beating. She popped quickly and then steadily as my fingers locked onto her clit. Crystal was swaying her ass against my crotch. She politely asked if I wanted her to make me come here in the bar or save it for the dance floor. I was stunned. How stupid of me. Of course that's what they were doing in the back room. They were fucking in public to the music. The thought was an instant turn on. I could see that Crystal was still fascinated with the use of Carolyn, so we stayed. Subconsciously I couldn't help but compare my performance to the action happening before me. I was sure my performance was better.

I didn't take too long before the man was ready to take the pleasure of Carolyn's ass. He had hit her a good dozen or more times and at the end Carolyn was signing in pain. Meanwhile Crystal was like a never ending volcano, her lava kept flowing and flowing. Crystal complained I was wearing to much clothes and began to remove my sweater, shirt and undershirt. I was now naked from the waist up. The barmaid kindly put my clothes in a safe spot and told me I could get them anytime I wanted. Crystal was now licking my front from my stomach to my neck, but concentrating on my nipples. Crystal asked me to apply the red coating that the barmaids were wearing on there nipples to her breasts. I asked the barmaid for the stuff she had on nipples and she leaned over to let me suck her nipple. I took her up on the offer for a second, but I then clarified I wanted to apply it to Crystal's nipples. The barmaid replied, "So the slut wants her own spice" and came back with this glass container on a hot plate with the red sticky stuff melting inside. The applicator was a glass wand. Crystal immediately rolled her blouse up to expose those marvelous tits. They were like two large bowls of light hot chocolate. The nipples however were dark brown and protruding at least a half inch. You could see that Crystal was excited by the action.

I moved the glass wand into the glass container and stirred it around making sure I had the red sticky stuff on it ready to apply to Crystal nipples. When I touched the glass wand to Crystal's nipples she jumped. She said the red sticky stuff was hot and could I suck on the nipples and make them wet. I quickly obliged Crystal and had my tongue bathing each nipple. I then again attempted to apply the red sticky stuff to Crystal's nipples. I heard a small sizzle as the sticky stuff touched my saliva, but Crystal didn't jump this time. I was now painting away. My object was to turn those dark brown nipples candy apple red. I went to the container several times to accomplish my goal. Crystal moaned a couple of times when the fresh hot sticky stuff touched her nipple but she hung in there and I had the sticky stuff covering both her nipples all around aureole. Crystal said that as the stuff dried on her could she apply just a little to my nipples. She said the sticky stuff was an aphrodisiac that worked on both men and women and kept them longer in the heights of ecstasy. I was in a good mood and allowed Crystal to proceed. The minute the sticky stuff touched my nipple, I jumped from the pain caused by the heat of the sticky stuff. Crystal laughed and apologized. She said I could take it out on her ass on the dance floor. She made sure my nipples were swimming in her saliva when she next made her move with the glass wand. In a minute she had coated my nipples with the red sticky stuff too. Crystal said that the women didn't require as much as the men to keep them aroused. I was getting aroused just by the sticky red stuff seeping in my skin. I could feel my dick was awake and ready for the next round.

During our fun and games with the sticky red stuff, Carolyn was involved in her own fun and games. While I don't how much fun it was for Carolyn because she was signing the blues. The man was fucking away and had now grabbed both of Carolyn's breasts and was squeezing the life out of them. Carolyn was responding by bellowing out loud but short screams. As I watched Carolyn being humped, I pulled Crystal against my cock and began to finger her cunt again. Crystal began moving her ass in a circular movement in my crotch. She stopped for a second pulled my pants off and give them to the barmaid and started again. We both settled back to watch the final act of this episode that Carolyn was being put through. The man came with a loud grunt and several short moans. He then quickly exited Carolyn's ass. He too, once his dick was cleaned by the staff slut put his mark on Carolyn's forehead. At this point I noticed the Asst. Manager get on the phone. In a minute Pamela appeared and unlocked the slut strap from the back of Carolyn's waist. Pamela noticed us standing at the bar with our bare chests and painted nipples and said, "Having fun kids, go dance". I wanted to see what they was going to happen to Carolyn, so I stuck around for a little longer. I saw that Asst. Manager approach with a different slut strap. It looked like the same slut strap already inside Carolyn except the cunt dildo had no spikes and had a switch on the bottom. This was pleasure dildo.

I watched as the Asst. Manager carefully remove the pain dildo with it spikes from Carolyn's cunt. This man had a lot of experience at this. The pain dildo was soaked with Carolyn's cunt juices. The Asst. Manager then proceeded to wipe his come off on Carolyn's sore ass. Carolyn stood still as the cunt juice was dripped on her toasted behind. When the Asst. Manager took his hand and rubbed the juice into Carolyn's ass she started to roll her ass and moan. Carolyn's ass was sore and it was going to hurt a lot more before the night was over. I watched as the Asst. Manager inserted the new dildo into Carolyn's cunt and arranged the large oval over her asshole. He then locked the slut strap shut at her back and turned on the vibrator. Carolyn was soon oohing and aahing and her ass began to dance.

I saw a small smile come over the Carolyn's face. You can tell she was ecstatic that this pleasure dildo had replace the cruel pain dildo with its spikes. That smile disappeared quickly when the Asst. Manager produced this long thin whip and took the paddle away. As a test the Asst. Manager laid three good lashes to Carolyns's ass. Three welts were produced immediately. I could tell before the night's over the welts would rupture and Carolyn ass would start to bleed. The Asst. Manager now hung this wicked whip where the paddle had been before and went back behind the bar. Crystal was now ready to leave and so was I. I couldn't wait to see this dance floor and the people cavorting on it. As I was leaving I saw that Carolyn was still gyrating her ass as the vibrator was working its magic in her cunt. The gyrating quickly stopped as I saw new gentleman pick up the whip and swing away at Carolyn's ass. It was going to be a long night for Carolyn.

What I didn't knew was that it was going to be a long night for me also.