Message-ID: <2622eli$9708041511@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: spicycarri@aol.com (SpicyCarri) Subject: Fantasy (D/s M/f) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970803012500.VAA21025@ladder01.news.aol.com> This is my first venture into public posting of my writings. Please be gentle with me. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR OFFENDED BY SEXUAL STORIES...BOY ARE YOU LOST!! AND YOU SHOULD NOT BE IN THIS NEWSGROUP. A Club Fantasy by SpicyCarri Spicy sits in a dark corner of the club laughing with a group of her friends. Her cigarette between the fingers of one hand and a drink in the other. She is flirting outrageously with a Dom across the table. He knows she has a master and is not taking the flirtation seriously. She looks out over the club just in time to see HIM walk in. He looks stern and forbidding in his all black clothes. In his hand he carries a chain leash and collar. His eyes scan the room. She stiffens and her face blanches. Her companions notice and follow her gaze to the door. The Dom on the other side of the table smiles wickedly. With a fear in her eyes she immediately puts out her cigarette and rises quickly. Without a word to her friends she makes her way to the front door. Her body twisting and turning through the crowd gracefully in an effort to hurry without pushing. As she reaches him she can see the stern look in his eyes. She blushes in excitment and kneels before him. He looks down at her in disapproval...but privately he is pleased at her grace and composure. She kneels at his feet...eyes downcast and knees spread. He leans down and cups her chin in his hand. He raises her face and looks upon her fearful gaze. But he can also see her breathing has quickened. She begins to speak "Master..." He sternly orders her to silence. Her mouth pops shut with a nearly audible snap. He says simply "Second Position" She immediately rises to stand in front of him...wrists clasped behind her head and legs spread. He pulls her to him roughly and kisses her mouth hard. She leans in to him and accepts the kiss with longing and arousal. He pulls his head away and she moans in disappointment. His hands grip her ass and says "You taste like an ashtray". She lowers her eyes and blushes again. She would beg his forgiveness if he would permit her to speak. But he has not. He calmly collars her and attaches the leash but leaves it dangling down between her breasts. His hands roughly roam over her body through her clothing. He is ignoring the increasing numbers of people who are watching them. But she cannot and again she blushes. He accuses her "You are wearing panties!" "First I catch you smoking and now you are wearing panties." "Take them off NOW!" She flinches at his tone and immediately lowers her arms to comply. Very concious of the onlookers she trys to remove her panties while revealing as little as possible. She slides them over her hips and they fall to her knees..She wiggles her legs a bit and they are at her ankles. She kneels slightly and takes them off. She ignores the gasps from the closer onlookers and holds the panties balled in her hand. She offers them to her Master. He says "I should make you wear them in your mouth for the rest of the night" He enjoys the look in her eyes at this. "Maybe later I will." She lowers her eyes in relief. He takes the panties and places them in a pocket of his pants. He immediatley grabs her upper arm and roughly pulls her to the bar. He takes a bar stool that has just been vacated and sits. He pulls her over his lap and she lets out a moan. "Please Master...not here...Please Master not in front of everyone" He says "I didn't give you permission to speak!" "Now I have another reason to punish you" She lowers her head in acceptance but her legs are trembling. He can feel her whole body begin to tremble. This pleases him but he has no intention of stopping now. He flips up the back of her dress revealing her ass to the closer clubgoers. Many of whom have moved closer to watch. He is still ignoring them but realizes the interest he has aroused. His attention is focused on his subs lovely white ass. He carresses her softly. She moans again. He says "Do I have to gag you?" She shakes her head no. He says "Good" then smacks her ass hard. She jumps. He takes her wrists in his hand and pulls them up to the small of her back and holds her firmly. He spanks her rapidly and hard. Her ass begins to go pink. She is crying out softly and her legs begin to fidget. He places her legs between his own and holds them still. Mustn't let her fidget off his lap just yet he smiles to himself. She can feel his arousal press in to her belly. He continues to spank her. The smacks are loud in the increasing silence of the club. The DJ has chosen to take a break at this moment. Once her ass is a bright red and she is crying he stops. Her body has gone limp over his lap. He caresses each asscheek with love. He leans over her and asks quietly "Are you ok? "Yes Master" she answers. He stands her up and holds her until she is steady on her feet. He looks at her tear streaked face and marvels at how lovely and arousing she is. She smiles at him and says "Permission to speak Master". He smiles back at her and says "Granted". "I am very glad and surprised to see you here Master" He has never joined her at the club before. Although he knows she goes and she sends him reports of the happenings. "Introduce me to your companions, slut." "Yes Master" He takes up her leash and leads her to the table she was at when he entered the club. The others at the table smile at their approach. The Dom she had been flirting with stands and offers his hand. "Well done" "I am pleased to meet the Master of such an excellently trained sub" They introduce themselves to each other and the Dom introduces her Master to the others at the table. The Master takes a seat and pulls her to him. "I will have a glass of cold water slut" "Yes Master" she says and she hurries away to obey. As she returns to the table she wonders at her Masters plans. She has no idea what to expect and is very excited to have him with her. She fears and yet is aroused by the idea of being under his control in this place. She kneels at his feet and awaits his further orders. He sips his cold water and chats amiably with the others at the table. He finds his eyes continually returning to her and reaches over to caress her face and hair. He tells her to stand and pushes himself away from the table so she can sit on his lap. She happily obeys and leans in to him. He continues to chat while absently stroking her soft stocking covered thigh. She parts her legs slightly. And she whispers in his ear..."May I have a kiss Master?" He smiles at her and says "Don't be rude." "Sorry Master" "You may kiss me" he replies. She smiles happily and kisses him passionately. He returns her kiss and slides his hand further up her thigh. He knows not much can be observed in the dark corner of the club. The other Dom has moved away to begin the public scene he has been planning with his sub. They sit alone in the darkened corner of the club...practically unnoticed as everyones attention has turned to the scene being played out on the dance floor. As his fingers reach her soft lower lips she gasps and realizes they are still in a public place. She trys to close her legs but he orders her to be still. His fingers stroke her. She can feel his arousal again underneath her. She moans. He takes his hand away and grasps her erect nipple through her dress. He pinches her nipple hard..twisting. Her breath hisses through her teeth in pain. He says "Does it hurt my pet?" "Yes Master" she answers. "Good" he says and twists it roughly again. She is moaning as he takes the other nipple between his fingers for the same treatment. "Do not be concerned my slut...this is as far as I will take you in this place tonight." "But beware the next time I have you alone...you are mine to do with as I please, slut" "Yes Master" she whimpers. And she trembles in anticipation. The End -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /