The Club De Sade

Veroe

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In the city is a dance club, The Club De Sade, decorated within the classic french style with gold filligree over marble facades and red velvet furnishings. There's a teeming dance floor, a stage for bands to play, a DJ's booth, a fully stocked bar, tables and chairs for those to rest and enjoy an over-priced adult beverage. That is the Club De Sade to all the vanilla people of the city.

However underneath the facade is something far less mundane.

To one side is a single nondescript door flanked by two tough and burly gentlemen armed with folders. Anyone wishing to pass through the door must sign legal disclaimer that whatever happens to them beyond is of their own free will. All dominants if they enter with their submissives then they must write down the name of the submissive they own. If they are submissive then they must write down their safe word for their own protection and ensure that all goings on beyond the door is legal.

Once through the door you will find a large semicircular room, dark with padded leather chairs for the dominants and padded mats beside them for thier submissives arranged around a stage where demonstrations and showcases occur.

Welcome, this is the true Club De Sade, I am Trevor, founder and proprietor of the club. If any of you have read The Vassal Academy IC you'll recognize the club from that. If you haven't let me explain what the Club De Sade is. It is a gathering place for Masters, Mistresses, submissives, or the just simply curious in the lifestyle to come together and mingle in fellowship. It is a place to exchange ideas and knowledge on technique, equipment, and anything else pertaining to the BDSM lifestyle. It is a place to elevate and enlighten the current state of the lifestyle.

You may all enter as either yourselves or a character you have played in a BDSM based thread before. All writers in the Vassal Academy past or present are welcome here as their characters from that or as themselves, all those who wish to explore, or just am curious about the lifestyle is welcome too come through the door also.

As Trevor I hope to schedule showcases, tutorials, seminars, and workshops for the edification of all who are interested.

there is Trevor's Loft for private on the second floor you can get to by hidden elevator, and also there is a private conveyance to the grounds of the Vassal academy private Club here in the lounge. As Trevor I hope to add more such private conveyances with others as well.

Now come, have a seat, submissives may kneel on a pad and enjoy the ambiance and fellowship.
 
The rules are simple for membership in the Club De Sade.

1.) No member may question or denounce the methods of another member when or how they're exerting their dominance to their submissives

2.) All goings on within the club must be consensual

3.) If in a performance on stage before the club, the dom must ask the submissive for a safe word, the submissive must announce their safeword to be heard by all the members assembled, and repeated by those members to confirm it before said play begins.
 
sneaks in a has a little look around the empty club, which no doubt will be jam packed later. goes to the bar, and leaves a card for the owner, before sidling out the door, not wishing to distrub anything.

wishing you every success with your club!
 
Trevor sees the card and reads it.

Why thank you Sally.
 
Strolls in.

Impressive as is usual for you Veroe. Question- Where do the switches go?
 
Strolls in.

Impressive as is usual for you Veroe. Question- Where do the switches go?

voice from the shadows
Well, one switch in particular stays at my god damned feet if I'm around and she knows whats good for her
 
Gasps softly and starts giggling.

Is that so Mistress? Guess you'll have to point her out to me.
 
Sometimes they get so willful

Rising...seemingly annoyed beyond belief that this must be done...grabbing the foolish little girl by the hair...a single, hard, painful yank to put her on her knees, then dragging her back to the chair, her legs scurrying pathetically to try and keep up
 
Grits my teeth and holds my hands to hers. I can't stop the soft chuckle, or the soft kiss to her ankle once we are settled and I kneel next to her.

No, Veroe. A switch is someone who moves between the powers, they are neither submissive nor dominant, their power ebbs and flows. Sometimes they are one, then the other. I, am a switch.

Smiles over at him, while my fingers dance over her thighs.
 
Grits my teeth and holds my hands to hers. I can't stop the soft chuckle, or the soft kiss to her ankle once we are settled and I kneel next to her.

No, Veroe. A switch is someone who moves between the powers, they are neither submissive nor dominant, their power ebbs and flows. Sometimes they are one, then the other. I, am a switch.

Smiles over at him, while my fingers dance over her thighs.


thinking to myself that I REALLY needed to do that and it felt REALLY good...hand still tangled tightly in the girl-thing's hair
And a powerful switch at that.
More powerful every day.
 
Grits my teeth and holds my hands to hers. I can't stop the soft chuckle, or the soft kiss to her ankle once we are settled and I kneel next to her.

No, Veroe. A switch is someone who moves between the powers, they are neither submissive nor dominant, their power ebbs and flows. Sometimes they are one, then the other. I, am a switch.

Smiles over at him, while my fingers dance over her thighs.

You see that's just the thing I invented the thread for sharing knowledge and comaraderie.

Now what would you call a switch using a switch on somebody-a switch switching someone-try saying that five times fast.:)
 
thinking to myself that I REALLY needed to do that and it felt REALLY good...hand still tangled tightly in the girl-thing's hair
And a powerful switch at that.
More powerful every day.

blushes and tugs enough of my hair free to kiss her inner thigh softly.

Only because you desire it.
 
blushes and tugs enough of my hair free to kiss her inner thigh softly.

Only because you desire it.

Because you need it...and it makes your surrender all the deeper, sweeter, precious

grip loosening...for my purposes
 
staring down at her, silently...
you can do better than that, can't you?

Searches her eyes, licks my lips slowly, which side of the coin am I on? I rise and her fingers fall from my hair. I reach out and grab her hair, dragging her over to one of the gilded mirrors pressing her against it.

As I am for you, you are for me.

Watching our reflections as I tear at her clothing, biting each exposed piece of skin.
 
Searches her eyes, licks my lips slowly, which side of the coin am I on? I rise and her fingers fall from my hair. I reach out and grab her hair, dragging her over to one of the gilded mirrors pressing her against it.

As I am for you, you are for me.

Watching our reflections as I tear at her clothing, biting each exposed piece of skin.


quite simply melting inside, her words, devotion, teeth...but I can't stand still...and in a flash her body is pinned to the wall and my teeth biting her lower lip viciously...til she whimpers enough

sneering in her face


C'mon, cunt...you can do better can't you?
 
Rayne stood outside the Club, she flicked a business card through her fingers. Checking the address one more time she looked from the card to the club "The Club De Sade" it seemed she had found it easier then she thought. She felt a little nervous which was silly really, nothing would happen here that she didn't want to .....but still, she had never been in any club like this one especially if the rumors were true.

Fingering her leather collar and smoothing her hands over her red leather outfit, she adjusted her hat and took the last couple of steps , took a calming breath and entered The Club De Sade. At first it looked like any other club, dance floor, bar...the decor was really classy kinda gothic with the velvet and filigree decorations. Approaching the bar rayne's eyes trailed across the room to the door to the "other" room.

Sliding onto a bar stool she ordered a vodka and raspberry and tried to get a feel for the place....
 
She tests, and pushes.. fuck it would kill me were it anyone else. A sigh escapes from my trapped mouth. I'm not done. Spinning her, I slam her frame into the table behind us and push against her. I kick her legs apart and slide the palm of my hand over her wet sex. Sinking my free hand into her hair.

Tell me, Mistress... say it... tell your devoted sub how you love for her to fuck you.

Pressing harder. Still seeking that gasp.

Say it.
 
She tests, and pushes.. fuck it would kill me were it anyone else. A sigh escapes from my trapped mouth. I'm not done. Spinning her, I slam her frame into the table behind us and push against her. I kick her legs apart and slide the palm of my hand over her wet sex. Sinking my free hand into her hair.

Tell me, Mistress... say it... tell your devoted sub how you love for her to fuck you.

Pressing harder. Still seeking that gasp.

Say it.


purring as she touches my cunt, feeling the wetness seeping onto her fingers...her strength is delicious...I can't help but push more...I can't fucking help it with her

I let a laugh slip from my lips


I'm sorry, I wasn't listening, did you say something?
 
purring as she touches my cunt, feeling the wetness seeping onto her fingers...her strength is delicious...I can't help but push more...I can't fucking help it with her

I let a laugh slip from my lips


I'm sorry, I wasn't listening, did you say something?

I smile and shake my head. Removing my hand from her cunt, I wrap my hand around hers and bring it to her sex.

Damn, bitch. If you can't listen, then perhaps you want to do it yourself.

pressing her fingers into her clit, biting her shoulder, pulling her hair, bent over the table, she's dripping and I can feel it, what a needy cunt.
 
I smile and shake my head. Removing my hand from her cunt, I wrap my hand around hers and bring it to her sex.

Damn, bitch. If you can't listen, then perhaps you want to do it yourself.

pressing her fingers into her clit, biting her shoulder, pulling her hair, bent over the table, she's dripping and I can feel it, what a needy cunt.

a groan of effort as every muscle pushes back, shaking her off me as I turn, the sound of hair ripping free, but I don't care
my ass on the table and legs wrapping around her, crushing her against the edge of the table, close to my face...squeezing harder and harder

a fingernail drags sharp and deep down the side of her face


you are getting there, my sexthing...so very close...
squeezing harder, feeling breath start to be forced out her lungs

Now, while you still can, tell everyone who you belong to
 
*Steps inside the club,staying to the shadows as my eyes focus and widen as I look around. Biting my bottom lip I step from the shadows and over to a chair,not sure where I fit and sits down. Looking aorund I grin as I relax slowly.

*looking all around at the different people that surround me,curiosity is written in my eyes,the light blush stains my cheeks at some things i havent seen before.
 
*Steps inside the club,staying to the shadows as my eyes focus and widen as I look around. Biting my bottom lip I step from the shadows and over to a chair,not sure where I fit and sits down. Looking aorund I grin as I relax slowly.

*looking all around at the different people that surround me,curiosity is written in my eyes,the light blush stains my cheeks at some things i havent seen before.

Hello Babygurl, I am the proprietor of the club. How are you doing tonight?
 
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