I am just finishing the last bit of my make up when my car arrives outside my door. It is here to take me to Palace Athena, a secret club for lesbians who are into the rougher parts of bdsm and anonymous sex. My mandatory mask hugs my face though it doesn’t conceal my identity. It is just a decorative mask made of black lace with golden details and it barely covers my eyes. Though it covers more than my dress covers my breasts. It’s a fancy, red, gala dress as per club dress code for submissives. I enter the car and the chaufeur drives off without saying anything. During the ride I can feel her gaze on my body. The car travels out of town and into a wooded area. It takes three hours to get to my destination and by the time we arrive it’s pitch black outside. I exit the car and it swiftly drives away. I am standin in the middle of nowhere in front of a small cottage and the only light that is visible comes from the light hanging above the red front door. Has anyone arrived yet? It’s impossible to know. There are no cars pr anything that would indicate anyone else being here. I reach for the handle on the door but stop myself. What if this wasn’t a good idea? I don’t know the people inside. No one knows I am here. If there ever was a perfect moment for a kidnapper or serial killer to strike this was it. I enter the building trembling with anxiety. Inside is nothing but a counter and a woman in what looks like a waiters uniform and a black, cloth mask that tightly embraces the features of her face.
-Welcome, she says. Are you a new recruit?
I nod for an answer.
-Well this might have been perfect timing. Our guests are getting anxious.
-Oh good. Other people. I was starting to wonder if I was alone out here since it’s so hard to tell if anyone has arrived because of the lack of cars outside.
-Well even if there was parking at Palace Athena you wouldn’t know the true amount of guests anyway. Only subs enter from this side. Doms enter on the other.
She opens a door behind the counter.
-Please. Enjoy your evening. And remember, the safeword is Claymore.
I will try to. On the other side of the door is a staircase leading downwards. The door closes behind me. I descend the dimly lit staircase and find myself in a corridor. I walk along and suddenly I hear voices. They get louder and louder for every step I take. I catch myself increasing my pace. I must really want this. I see the doorway at the end of the corridor. The voices are very loud now. I walk through the doorway and enter what appears to be a big lounge. Everyone stops talking and stares at me. I look around as I stand there in the doorway atop of a small staircase of about ten steps. Everyone in this room is wearing a black suit with white shirt underneath and the white rigid mask shaped like a face with golden details and brightly red lips. Every single one of them is a dom. They were waiting for their prey. Me. Did no other sub show up? I had been told this was supposed to have multiple subs that the doms could choose from. But tonight it seems like I am the only sub here.
I make my way to the bar on the left. Their eyes are still fixated on me. I order my drink. As I wait for it I try to ignore the doms and only look straight ahead or down on the counter. It’s so quiet in here. The mood is incredibly tense. My drink arrives and I take a sip. When I put the glass down I feel something on my neck. It forces me down onto the counter. My cheek is touching the wood. It appears to be someone’s forearm that has forced me into this position. She brings her face closer to mine. I can hear her breathing. The rest of the room is still just looking at me. The dom grabs a firm grasp of my right buttcheek. She releases it and gives it a spank before she takes a hold of it again. She carreses my ass. Slowly. A sensation moves throughout my body. I enjoy her touch. Her arm is removed from my neck and instead she grabs my hair and forces me down onto my knees. I am looking up at her. She is right now in complete control of me. She takes my drink and swirls it around in its glass. She is almost inspecting it. In a swift move she pours it across my face. It’s so cold when it touches my skin. She pulls my dress down. It is still covering everything below my waist but my chest is now exposed. Her eyes meets my bosom. She stares at me for a moment. Now she leads me by the hair towards the middle of the room. She is holding my head so far down I have to crawl on my hands and knees. As we reach the middle of the room she forces me into a face-down-ass-up position. My right cheek is touching the cold and dirty floor. My face is turned towards her. Her hand finds its way toward my crotch as her other hand is still holding onto my hair. She presses my dress against my pussy. She massages it calmly. I am getting wet.
A dom has her hand deep in her pants. She is clearly masturbating whilst looking at us. All the doms are looking at us but the rest of them are not masturbating. Suddenly I feel a new touch. A dom I couldn’t see came from the other side of the room and is now stroking my body. A third dom, one I can see this time, goes over to me and removes the first doms hand from my hair and grabs my chin with her thumb and index finger. She puts her face right in front of mine.
-Are you wet?, she asks.
-Uhuh, is all I can force my voice to say.
-Like you wouldn’t belive, says the first dom. The stain her pussy has made on her dress is ridiculously big.
The third dom is looking at me and examines every part of my face. I can just barely make out the colour of her eyes behind the mask. They’re blue. She puts her thumbs into my mouth and spreads it as widely as she can. It hurts a little.
-Tell me, she says, are you a cunt?
I nod.
-I said tell me.
-Ah mm a cunf.
A fourth and fith dom joins in. They take off their pants and start to grind against me. The fourth against the top of my head, the fifth against my lower back. The fourth dom’s pusssy juice is making my hair wet. The first dom has tired of massaging my pussy and removes my dress entirely.
-Anybody who wants to fuck this little cunt?
The rest of the doms move closer. They all have a hand down their pants now. A sixth dom moves closer. She is wearing a big, black, shiny strapon on the outside of her pants. She forces it into my vagina and starts to thrust. The third dom has now let go of my face and pulls her pants down completely. She forces me to eat her out. She tastes so good. The crowd is getting anxious. The second dom stops carresing my body and goes to grab a strapon. She joins the sixth dom at my backside and places herself between the fifth and sixth. She start teasing my asshole. Gently touching it with the tip of the strapon. I am nervous. I have never done anal before. She penetrates me. Burrowing deep into my colon. It hurts so much. But my mouth is too busy with cunilingus to complain. A seventh dom removes the fifth from my lower back. Nothing new happens for awhile. Is she playing a trick on me? Then I feel a warm stream running down my back. She is pissing on me. How disgusting. How weirdly hot. Two new doms has taken my wrists and forces me to finger them. My cold fingers try to bury themselves so far up their cunts as they can. The fourth dom, the one grinding against my head, is pissin now too. A steady stream of brightly golden water makes a path across my face. Some of it gets into my eyes. The third dom releases me from cunnilingus duty and goes away into the crowd. A new one urgently walks up to me pantsless and shoves my face into her ass. I start licking but quickly I realize that’s not what she was after. A huge turd pushes out of her asshole and into my mouth. The taste is vile. Indescribably vile. I spit it out fast onto the floor. It doesn’t stop there as her assholes showers me in foul stenching shit. It has stopped being solid like the first turd and is now basically brown water covering my face in its depravity. Finally she stops shitting. She turns towards me and forces my face down into the shit covered floor.
-Eat it, she commands me.
-Please not that.
-Do as I say or your punishment will be worse, you fucking whore.
Should i use the safe word now? My voice deccides for me and says
-Yes mistress. Thank you mistress.
I start licking up the shit on the floor into my mouth. My body can’t swallow it. I spit it out again.
-I can’t swallow it mistress.
-I don’t care. Do it!
Her voice is filled with power over me. It feels amazing to just let someone force me into this. The shit is licked up for a second time into my mouth. I close it and try to force myself to swallow. I still can’t. She must have noticed because her hand is now blocking my mouth. I gag on the shit. It’s forced down into my stomach. Oh no. The shit is making me vomit. It’s all coming back up again. My eyes start to water. I hate vomiting. Her hand is still blocking my mouth and my hands are up a vagina each. The vomit can’t get out any traditional way but it must out because there is a lot of it. It finds its way out of my nose. It runs down onte her hand. This shitvomit is now out on my face. I have never felt so used before. The doms removes her hand and lets me breathe through my mouth and the rest of the shit vomit travels through my mouth. It’s taste is now worsened by the stomach acid that joins it. I cough. A lot.
The doms who are fucking me withe their strapons have invited a third strapon dom. She joins one of the other doms in my pussy. I am now penetrated by three silicone dicks. They just go faster and faster. Some new ones have gathered in a circle closely around me. They are pissing on everything within the circle including the doms.
A quick whistle is heard. They all move away from me. I sit up and grabs my dress on the floor. It’s covered in shit, piss and vomit. None of it mine. I hear a voice that says “put it on”. I hesitate. It is really dirty. But I put it on anyways. It clings tightly against my body. Oh god the smell! After tonight I might as well throw it out.
-Why did you stop?, I ask them.
They are all quiet. No one is moving. Everyone is staring at me. Suddenly i feel something getting wrapped around my neck. It has a rough texture. It’s a rope. It’s not very tight around my neck so I don’t panic. Instead I ask what it is for. No one answers. I feel it tightening around my neck with a powerful jerk. It pulls me backwards and throws me down onto my back. It is choking me. I am dragged by the rope away from the center of the room. They are all still staring at me as I gasp for air. The rope now pulls me upwards onto my feet. And stops pulling when I am on my toes. I can breath but not enough for me to speak. My fingers are trying to no avail to grasp the rope in order to separate it from my neck. A dom moves towards me with a pair of scissors. She cuts my dress and removes it from my body. She throws my shit covered dress into the fireplace in the corner.
A buzzing sound is heard. It’s coming closer. Something cold touches my skin on my butt. Like a wet cloth or something. Afterwards a sharp pain moves from my buttcheek throughout my body. I finally figured it out. It’s a tattoo needle. They are going to brand me like a filthy breeding cow. The thought of it is making me cum. The tattooer keeps on for about aminute or two. Then she stops and the rope around my neck is loosened. A blow to the back of my knees forces me down onto the floor. A dom grabs my chin.
-Say thank you.
-Thank you, I gasp between my tears and shortness of breath.
-You are done for tonight. Leave!
And so, naked and a broken mess, I am shown the door. I enter the corridor and start walking. Halfway through there is a mirror. I decide to look at my new tattoo. It says “This cunt is the property of Palace Athena”. Reading it makes me happy and I start to smile uncuntrollably. I enter the lobby and no one is there. I go outside to find my car. I sit down in it. And the chaufeur drives off. She is ogling my naked body even more than before. I don’t mind. I am happier than I have been in ages.
Sorry about any spelling errors.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/761wgv/palace_athena_lesbian_gangbang_sex_club_piss_scat
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