Cuff N Fuck Club

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Setting:

Sexually open club in the 21st century, there are two rules.

1. No STD's and protection used as needed.....while this rule applied to everyone, no one minded and felt it was necessary for the safety of all. Protection was widely available in the club.

2. Everything is Consentual, oral contracts are acceptable, blanks for written contracts were available. Short term and long term contracts were widely used. This also means that sobriety is important for consent.

The atmosphere is open, friendly tolerant, those who like to watch or be watched can do so, those that prefer privacy may have it. Private rooms are available, from dungeons, bedrooms, fantasy rooms, and voyeurism rooms with one way mirrors. Many long term patrons have their own secluded booth around the outside, newcomers sit at tables in the middle, the bar is reserved for those that are unclaimed and submissive. The fastest way to engage a Domme was to deliver a drink, which made the bar the perfect place for the unclaimed. Sitting at a table indicated one was looking/available. The place catered to open expression of sexual desires and it was not a pick up joint.

 

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Mina

Mina was a regular at the Cuff N Fuck Club, she had a reserved booth which she used on occasion. Mina considered herself a S/switch, she was Dominant in cases she liked control, but she was submissive when she choose which was another form of power. She was not the type of Domme to degrade another human being, nor was she the type of submissive to passively accept abuse. She was a strong woman and enjoyed it, in fact she had taken to training both subs and Dommes. She loved both being sought out by someone who knew of her and wanted her, and seeking out a fresh play thing.

She had just finished a training contract at the Club. Anyone who knew her, knew by her clothing what she was looking for and most would send it her way if they found it first. Mina, or Mistress M as she was called at the club was dressed in Blood Red, a corset top that somehow managed to contain her full lush breasts, and a long skirt that was slit up the sides to allow her to walk. Red snakeskin boots cupped her strong calves. She didn't walk so much as stride into the room, ordering a drink and moving to sit at an empty table. M was not going to hide in the shadows and hunt tonight. She was going to boldy and brazenly search for what she wanted. Her lips were dark red and matched her fingernails.

 

[TheCentaur]

Jim

Jim had been sitting at the bar for about an hour. He was a bank executive. Executive was pretty strong, middle management was more like it. He had power, only the worst kind. His bank was aggressive in acquisitions and it was his decision on who got downsized in the process. The pay was great. The stress was terrible.

Jim looked up. There she was. She looked even more amazing than he imagined. He was getting nervous but he knew he wanted this - no he NEEDED this. He tried D/s a couple months ago but got caught with the wrong person. His fault really, didn't do his homework. But this time he did. He knew from the gossip on the local BDSM websites that Mina was perfect for him.

"It's now or never," he thought. He got her drink from the barkeep and brought it to Mina's table. He could barely get out the words "Your drink, Mistress".

 

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M

His entire posture screamed fresh meat at her, he practically stammered and his hand shook. She smiled took the drink before he spilled it. She sipped the blood red juice and gestured for him to sit down and join her. She sized him up, eager, inexperienced, perhaps tried it and bombed. He seemed the type, high stress perhaps even a high power job, the kind of guy who needed to serve to feel real. She doubted he knew the ritual, usually a submissive would say, 'How may I be of service.' It was odd that a submissive would make the opening move but this was not a speak unless spoken to thing. It was a way to get needs and desires met.

She spoke slowly as if measuring the effect of each word. "Call me Mistress M," Mina paused there were others about, several more obviously Domme's. "What do you want to be called?"

 

[SlickQuiver]

Don was a man with wispy brown hair, deep blue eyes, and powerful muscles beneath his shirt. He was standing at the bar, looking into his rum and coke.

What am I doing here? What would Jenna think?

No. Jenna was in the past. He was here to get over her, stop thinking about her.

Jenna's out of the picture now.

He turned around and looked at the club, seeing if there was anyone who could help him get his mind off her. He shook off the uncertainty in his face, put on a look of confidence, and headed into the crowd.

 

[TheCentaur]

Jim (JT)

'What do you want to be called?' she had asked. He looked at her and said "J-" he stopped himself. "Of course, you moron!" he though to himself, "This isn't the kind of place you use your real name." He racked his brain, trying to come up with something. It seemed like 5 minutes but it was more like 5 seconds when he came up with an idea. "JT," he said. Transposing his real first two initials (Theodore James, but he always hated Theodore). It wasn't original but it would do.

"Er - JT, Mistress," he tried to correct himself. Forgetting "Mistress" was quite painfrul from his previous experience. "Oh, shit," he thought, remembering he wasn't to look a Mistress in the eye. He looked down, hoping - praying - he hadn't screwed up too bad.

 

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Mistress M

"Well JT, I can tell you've been treated badly. So let me make a few things clear, I'm not going to treat you like a naughty dog, more likely to treat you like a lovable puppy. So lose the wounded animal look, it's painful to look at." She put her fingers lightly on his knee, "This is a place to express yourself, not cower in a corner, to be submissive is not to be weak."

 

[TheCentaur]

Jt

Her voice and her touch were so soothing. JT quickly regained his composure and sat up a little more confidently. He was still a little nervous, but nothing abnormal for a man meeting a beautiful woman. "Sorry, Mistress" he replied, adding a slight grin. "I would very much like to be your lovable puppy."

 

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Mistress M

She smiled, glad he quickly shed the wounded look. She knew he had come to her for a reason and so she cut through the chit chat and went for the heart of the matter, "The more honest you are, the better the experience will be," she started out, her fingers gripping and caressing his leg. "You are looking for something specific?"

 

[TheCentaur]

Jt

"Will be?," JT questioned in his head. "The better the experience WILL be". She didn't say it like that but that word stood out in his mind. Does that mean he's in? Her touch on his leg got more aggressive, not that he minded, but he almost missed her question.

"Well, " he replied, "not to sound too much like a former president, but it depends on what you mean by specific." A little corny, he knew, but he needed a brief time to answer the question. He had thought many times before now about what to say if asked "what do you want" - half never expecting to get this far - but never decided on how to answer. But with her being so forward, direct, and honest he decided he should do the same.

"In a nutshell, I'm looking to escape the everyday. You see, every day at work I make serious, frequently unpleasant decisions about people. They're important and have to be made, but all too often I bring very bad news. I want, no need, to get away from that - at least temporarily. I need to please someone for a change. I need to be free from decisions. That's why being submissive is exciting to me.

"You are correct that I did have a bad, abusive experience, though. A couple months ago. Got in over my head. That's why I sought you out, Mistress M. You have a reputation for being strong, fair, open, trustworthy, and non-abusive - just what I need.

"I don't have a specific scene in mind. For the time being, I want to avoid the more extreme props, like those in the dungeon, but the softer restraints and more typical sex toys are fine. Just let me be yours for the night and let me get pleasure from pleasing you."

Wow! That was more than I was expecting to say, but she did say to be honest. I could only hope that she would still take me.

 

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Mistress M

A one nighter, it suited her perfectly. They usually came back for more, but it was agreed for one nighters that there was no expectations beyond the first night. "A simple one night, no strings attached kind of encounter." She paused caressing his leg, "No attachments, not many will take you up on that kind of contract," she paused enjoying watching him squirm a little, "however I'm between pets, so I'd be happy to call you my puppy for the night." She lifted her hand from his leg, "Agreed?" she offered holding her hand out to him.

It was one of her favorite things to discover what they wanted and then provide them with their sexual outlet. She was looking forward to the experience.

 

[TheCentaur]

Jt

JT smiled. He gently grabbed her hand and kissed it softly. Then he looked up with his best puppy dog eyes and said, "woof."

 

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Mistress M

She snapped her fingers whispered to the waiter who went wordlessly away and returned with a collar and a leash. She smiled and thanked the young man and leaned over JT and secured the black leather collar around his neck. It was on loan from the owner but with a one nighter she didn't need anything permanent.

She hadn't owned a pet in a long time, mostly because she required a higher level of independence in a long term relationship than most male submissives were inclined towards. She had enjoyed a fairly long term female pet once, but that seemed like forever ago as she took the leash, gave him a look that told him to get down on all fours and lead him to her reserved room.

Her room was rather bland as she figured any additional props could always be added. There was a single sturdy chair, huge bed, standard restraints, a few blindfolds, but no gags, she liked to hear them respond. There was a vase of assorted feathers and a nightstand that had assorted lotions, creams, and lubes. There was an array of candles along the mirrored wall, the bed was up against one wall, there was a closet on the third wall, and the final wall had several items on display including a variety of paddles, whips, and strap on dildos.

She watched his reaction as she led him into the room and closed the door behind them.

 

[AllisonMm]

Elaine

Wow. So this is it. The place Mona had told her about. Ubelievable.

Elaine wiggled her butt onto a stool at the bar, trying to look like she might almost fit in a little bit. Her eyes wandered around the room at the people and the sights. She tried to take it all in without looking at any one thing or person too long. She felt good about how she looked coming in, but now? Jeez. Look at these people. The pink top showed plenty of cleavage and the skirt let her legs do some talking, too. But these people. Sexy guys and very sexy women.

Holy shit that guy just got down on all fours and is being led away by that woman in red.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Tyler


Tyler Sat in his booth along the outside of the sex club, scanning the floor for a sign of anything that would catch his eye. He slouched back, with one leg raised under the table resting on the other side of the booth and in his loose leather pants. The chain belt he wore around his waist reflected just barely enough light from the ceiling lights to be noticed.

Bored he began to swing around a thing hand chain he used for collars, in front of him, like a lasso.

Then he saw something that wet his appetite.

Tossing his head to the side as she came into his peripheral view his long straight black hair cascaded over his shoulder, and onto the fishnet shirt he had on, wich exposed the large cross tatoo on his muscled chest.

the woman was as fresh as they come...he wondered if she had any idea what sitting at the bar meant, and decided right then and there that he wanted to play with her...As she wiggled her but onto a seat she looked around with virgin eyes...'yummy' he thought.

Tyler approached her, his large black boots klomping against the clubs sleek floor...
"Well hello there," he bagan in a warm deep voice....

 

[chris2c4u]

Walking into the bar he tried to remember the rules he's read on it's web site. The lighting was subdued, a few people were chatting; glances were cast his way and his own back. He brushed back his chestnut hair from his dark eyes and walked further into the room.

Alan Merton licked his lips. He's always wanted to try out expressing his submissive side with a Domme; until now there hadn't been a place he'd felt safe enough to do that. Now, here in his own town, he felt that he could do so.

He sat at the bar, unbuttoned the jacket of his suit and smiled at the waitress, ordering a malt and turning to face the room.

 

[TheCentaur]

J.t.

JT was a somewhat embarrassed about getting down on all fours in front of everyone but too excited about the prospects about what was to come that he didn't even hesitate to do it. He quickly realized the benefit of being on all fours - a great view of Mistress' ass, nice swaying as she led him to a room.

He scanned the room. Clearly this was going to be a much different experience. This room was warm, sensual, not cold or harsh. There was a subtle, pleasant aroma.

He was starting to get aroused at the possibilities. He wondered why there were so many different things on the nightstand, and he was curious as to what was in the closet.

He saw the paddles. They're tolerable, but not something that aroused him. A bare hand was much more personal. His eyes widened in excitement as he caught a glimpse of the strap-ons. He had never experienced one but they were a secret fantasy of his that he was too afraid to share for being though of as gay. Then JT stopped, and his expression quickly disappeared, when he saw the whips.

 

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Mistress M

She quickly took in his reactions to the items in the room. "I'm skilled at using the whip, but I'm not a Punisher, if I slap you it's because you want me too." It was an aspect few subs understood, but she always gave them the feeling that this was about what they wanted and needed. "Most people don't realize that pain infliction is completely consentual." She noticed how he looked at the strap ons and smiled, fucking a cherry ass was one of her favorite things. "I prefer a hands on approach," she stood in front of him pulling the leash to bring him closer. She then leaned over and removed the leash and casually tossed the heavy chain into a remote corner.

She had an all knowing look on her face as she softly commanded, "Strip."

 

[TheCentaur]

Jt

He didn't follow everything she said, but it gave him the impression not to worry. It took him a moment for her command to register, but he wasn't going to argue there. He wasn't there to have fun with his clothes on anyway. He sat up, took off his shirt. Not sure what to do with it, he set it on the floor next to him. He pulled off his shoes & socks, then stood up to remove his pants. JT naturally hesitated before removing his underwear but, not thinking of any reason why they should stay on, he took them off as well.

He glanced down at the pile of clothes and asked, "Should I put these somewhere, Mistress M?"

 

[sheilalikes]

Trish
As I entered the dimly lit doorway, the cold wind gushed in swirling around me. Gently, my long fur coat was removed by the hat check girl. I squeezed my arms tightly to my body in an effort to ward off the cold. This action caused my bustier's bra cups to shift uncomfortably and allowed a greater view of my full breasts. My nipples were almost showing.

I moved to correct my clothing's position but before I could, my Mistress stayed my hand. I felt naked enough wearing one of my favorite black leather lingerie but now! I would have to walk and move carefully. Mistress wouldn't want my nipples exposed just yet but she delighted in my discomfort as I tried to keep my breasts inside their leather cups.

My large ass was totally exposed in my thong underwear. I had only worn this outfit at home for my Mistress but she had ordered me to wear it to this special evening.

I learned never to ask questions of my Mistress so I allowed myself to be blindfolded for the limousine ride to this place. I knew this was a special treat for me but I didn't know what it was until I noticed the beautiful Mina wearing a strap on. She had a man naked in front of her.

At one time, I belonged to Mina. I still loved her. Right now, my current Mistress Temptra was sliding delicate chains through my nipple rings. Mistress Temptra knew of my past involvement with Mina. She did this to completely humiliate me. Knowing that I wouldn't want my nipples stretched out too much, she tugged me to follow behind her. My nipples pressed against Mistress Temptra's back as she brought me closer to where Mina and the man were. She was in control as she liked and he looked like a rookie.

My silver chains tinkled musically as Mistress Temptra unhooked them from my nipple rings and hooked them to my neck collar. With a quick hand signal, I was motioned to stand in front of Mistress Temptra. She rhythmically squeezed and stroked my breasts , causing me to writhe in passion and my vagina to seep fluids. I was shamed by this wanton fondling of my body but I was incredibly turned on.

"Now, you are ready to watch the show" Mistress Temptra told me.

The man's clothing were carefully folded and brought to the bar for safekeeping by someone I didn't recognize.

 

[AllisonMm]

Elaine at the bar

Elaine had ordered a glass of wine, hoping it would calm her. She took a sip, and before she set the glass back down she heard a man's voice.

She turned quickly, abruptly actually. It was a man with dark hair ... amazing dark hair.

"Ummm, hello." She provided a nervous smile.

Then she sort of stared at his unusal clothes, wondering what might be next.

 

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Mistress M

I smiled enjoying that rush of command, of being the one who knew everything and he nothing. I told him, "Put them neatly folded outside the door, they'll be taken care of until you are ready to leave." It was also a control issue, he could not just get up and leave at any time. He'd have to ask me how to get his clothing. I knew the glass wall allowed for voyeurs, but at the moment I did not really care, I was not here for sex, I was here for pure fucking pleasure and on occasion torment.

I untied my skirt and placed it on a hook on the display wall, I already was wearing a harness as I was not in the mood for tender oral tonight. I gestured him over to where the strap ons were and told him to touch each one. I paid attention to whether he barely touched it, or stroked it, as well as if he tended towards larger or smaller than his own.

There were several there that were definetly not intended for anal, which is why I would select the tool myself rather than asking him to choose it. After all as a novice it was part of the experience to lead him along the most pleasurable paths to submission.

 

[chris2c4u]

I watched as the female was dragged into the bar; the soft remnants of the breeze they allowed in cooled the room.

Her nipples were unshackled and as I watched the Mistress proceeded to fondle her pet's breasts wantonly, in front of anyone in the room. It was clear that she was aroused, her face clearly showing her arousal for all to see.

I was aroused, of course at this sight though I sipped my drink with a vague attempt at calmness.

 

[Vero]

Kit

Well here she was, a self indulgent smile played across her lips. None of the guys at school truly realized how far she would go to meet a challenge. They didn't expect the sweet little freshman to actually, physically, go to the club they all heard legends about.

And Kit was beginning to realize that college boys were no more interesting or challenging than high school boys, a thought that chased the coy smile from her lips. She wasn't finding the classes particularly difficult either, child angel looks aside, her mind had been in constant motion, and outstripping most that surrounded her, for as long as she could remember. Its a shame when life is boring.

She shook her shoulder length pale gold hair out to clear her head as she sat at the bar, following the 'rules'. Her deep blue eyes scanned the place, their roundness in her pale face making her look even younger, and far more innocent, than she really was. No earrings, no makeup, her creamy skin spattered with tiny freckles where ever the eye could see.

She realized now that she could have dressed far more extremely, while she was in a royal blue satin corset and matching leather pants, it was passable for street wear, and was actually an outfit she wore to chem lab on occassion - mostly to watch her TA try to focus when she bent over. She had left her neck bare, instead tying blue satin ribbons around her wrists and another through the small braid falling to her cheek. No earrings, no makeup, her creamy skin spattered with tiny freckles where ever the eye could see.

Well, she was here. Sit, be available, go home with a story for the boys. Who knew? Maybe she could find the challenge here she had yet to find anywhere else.

 

[Wolk]

The man in an expensive-looking suit came through the enterance. He was tall, fit, which the expensive suit only highlighted with a manly face jeweled with a pair of piercin green eyes and crowned with a salon cut on his light brown hair.

He walked straight to the bar. A bartender's greeting revealed to all who'd hear that the man's name was Steve, as well as making it aparent he was enough of a regular to be recognized.

His eyes caught a good-looking girl sitting at the bar. He knew what that ment, of course, and upon closer examination liked what he saw. His eyes traced her slender leather-clad legs, then the ample chest, accented by the corset, finally stopping on her face. He stared with his piercing gaze until the girl averted her eyes and then some.

"Two martinis to my booth." He ordered, still looking at the girl, then turned and walked, settling in.