As Ryan pulled the curtain back the sounds magnified and several other men nodded to him as to acknowledge his entrance. He walked toward the bar and asked the cross dressing bartender for a beer. Dressed in a French maid’s uniform complete with seamed nylons and high heels, the bartender slowly drew a beer from the tap and handed it to Ryan. Beer in one hand and black sports bag in the other, Ryan made his way to the other side of the room where his eyes met with Patti’s.
A plain looking woman in her late 20’s, Patti was tall and skinny. She wore no make-up and had a wide smile with several teeth absent near the back. Dressed in a black, tight fitting dress that was extremely short, she grabbed enough attention from the men in attendance. Ryan walked up to her, dropped the bag and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
“Good evening darlin. So nice to see you this evening”, Ryan said.
“Good evening to you sir. It is always a pleasure to see you”, she replied.
“So, where would you like to start this evening”, Ryan asked.
“Hmm, would you mind if we started on the massage table in the next building? My back is killing me and I sure could use your magic hands to drive the pain away.”
Ryan replied, “Sounds like a plan to me. Let me look to see if I have massage oil.”
Ryan unzipped the black sports bag and began removing items including several vibrators, handcuffs, two floggers, one paddle, several feathers, and alas a sixteen ounce bottle of massage oil.
“Good to go. Shall we”, he asked Patti as he motioned for her to proceed to the annex across the outdoor play yard.
As Patti and Ryan walked through the yard toward the annex, Samantha was arriving at an apartment complex in the suburb of Arlington Heights, IL. Samantha got out of her car and proceeded to the first building to her left. Dressed in a very low cut sweater that barely covered her breasts and a pair of skin tight jeans, Sam pushed the buzzer for apartment 3F
Chapter Two
“Who goes there” a male voice over an intercom asked.
“It’s Sam. What are you up to tonight?”
“Come on up and we’ll see.”
The buzzer sounded and Sam opened the door.
Sam climbed the stairs and her heart began to pound.
As Sam reached the landing to apartment 3F, Patti and Ryan entered the annex and made their way to the massage table located on the right side of the room. Ryan dropped the black bag to the floor and came up behind Patti and began to rub her shoulders with his hands. As he slowly massaged her shoulders she sighed and closed her eyes. His hands were like magic on her body. It was if he knew exactly what to do without her saying a word. She then felt his mouth on the back of her neck softly kissing it. His tongue ran down from the bottom of her ear to the base of her neck at her collarbone. She got chills as he softly blew on the trace of moisture his tongue left behind.
As Ryan continued to kiss her neck, he ran his hands under the shoulder straps of her dress and slid them off her shoulders and down her arms. He gently pulled the dress down off her body revealing her naked breasts. He could hear comments from others in the room as he continued to undress Patti. The annex was fairly crowded for a Wednesday evening. About 12 people were either playing or watching. Most were watching Ryan and Patti for their reputation at Hellfire was well known. Hellfire is a D/s style club complete with St. Andrew Crosses, stocks, benches, etc. D/s and
A plain looking woman in her late 20’s, Patti was tall and skinny. She wore no make-up and had a wide smile with several teeth absent near the back. Dressed in a black, tight fitting dress that was extremely short, she grabbed enough attention from the men in attendance. Ryan walked up to her, dropped the bag and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
“Good evening darlin. So nice to see you this evening”, Ryan said.
“Good evening to you sir. It is always a pleasure to see you”, she replied.
“So, where would you like to start this evening”, Ryan asked.
“Hmm, would you mind if we started on the massage table in the next building? My back is killing me and I sure could use your magic hands to drive the pain away.”
Ryan replied, “Sounds like a plan to me. Let me look to see if I have massage oil.”
Ryan unzipped the black sports bag and began removing items including several vibrators, handcuffs, two floggers, one paddle, several feathers, and alas a sixteen ounce bottle of massage oil.
“Good to go. Shall we”, he asked Patti as he motioned for her to proceed to the annex across the outdoor play yard.
As Patti and Ryan walked through the yard toward the annex, Samantha was arriving at an apartment complex in the suburb of Arlington Heights, IL. Samantha got out of her car and proceeded to the first building to her left. Dressed in a very low cut sweater that barely covered her breasts and a pair of skin tight jeans, Sam pushed the buzzer for apartment 3F
Chapter Two
“Who goes there” a male voice over an intercom asked.
“It’s Sam. What are you up to tonight?”
“Come on up and we’ll see.”
The buzzer sounded and Sam opened the door.
Sam climbed the stairs and her heart began to pound.
As Sam reached the landing to apartment 3F, Patti and Ryan entered the annex and made their way to the massage table located on the right side of the room. Ryan dropped the black bag to the floor and came up behind Patti and began to rub her shoulders with his hands. As he slowly massaged her shoulders she sighed and closed her eyes. His hands were like magic on her body. It was if he knew exactly what to do without her saying a word. She then felt his mouth on the back of her neck softly kissing it. His tongue ran down from the bottom of her ear to the base of her neck at her collarbone. She got chills as he softly blew on the trace of moisture his tongue left behind.
As Ryan continued to kiss her neck, he ran his hands under the shoulder straps of her dress and slid them off her shoulders and down her arms. He gently pulled the dress down off her body revealing her naked breasts. He could hear comments from others in the room as he continued to undress Patti. The annex was fairly crowded for a Wednesday evening. About 12 people were either playing or watching. Most were watching Ryan and Patti for their reputation at Hellfire was well known. Hellfire is a D/s style club complete with St. Andrew Crosses, stocks, benches, etc. D/s and
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