[FF] The Stage Part 1

The Stage

If you have ever read any of my other writings, you have probably read about the sex club I frequented prior to COVID. I have mentioned a few times that one room is simply a huge four poster king bed. Its lit by dim red lights dotting the circumference of the awnings and surrounded by a thin veil of a curtain. I affectionately called this bed, the voyeur’s bed because the room is designed so that people can stand around the entirety of the bed and watch whatever and whoever is playing on it. On my birthday a few years ago it was my stage for a special event I had organized with the club owners.

I had become friends, as a common face within the cub typically did with the owner. She was blond attractive mature woman in her 50s and a total nympho. Let’s call her Nancy. We got along perfectly well, and I did have the pleasure of bedding her a few times during the four-and-a-half-year period of regularly attending the club. During one of our private cuddle sessions I told her I had a fantasy about a scene within her club. I wanted to be gangbanged, hard, rough, and cum filled by the end of it and I wanted to do it on the voyeur bed. She called it the stage and she asked me how badly I wanted this fantasy to come true. I looked at her with a small amount of disbelief and mentioned quite badly did I want this. She knew my birthday was coming up so she promised she would organize it for me if I so chose, I thanked her profusely with another orgasm as I buried my face between her legs for another hour. The stage had been set, and the game was on.

This club has a website where people can hook up and share their profiles online or organize meet ups for the club, it also had a club calendar for all the different events. I didn’t use the site too often unless I wanted to stay in touch with a particular hook up at the club. Typically for me it was simply of use for the calendar. I found in the coming week a new event had been posted, “Madeline’s birthday bash” It was listed as a private event and directed all inquiries to the club owner. Curiosity of course drove me to message the owner and inquire. She stated that those who wanted to be involved had to pass certain protocols because she wanted me to feel safe about unprotected sex with strangers. In a sense she was screening people like the porn industry did, requiring an up-to-date STD test for all those involved and also photos of the men with their cocks exposed because she knew I was a bit of a size queen. Turns out the owner used to be involved in the porn industry as a producer and talent agent many years ago but had left the industry in the mid-90s when internet porn was becoming more and more common. She still had a lot of friends in the industry though and I’ve met quite a few porn stars at her club. (Not sharing any specifics here for their privacy). I found solace in she had an idea of what she was doing and any worry I had up to this point about the specifics was washed away. She asked me a few more questions about specifics and I mentioned the kink series “Public Disgrace” and “Bound Gangbangs” as heavy influences for my fantasy, and we agreed to let her be my domme who would be sharing me to a group of strangers that night. Discussed my limits, decided on a safe word “Sunstone” (For those who know do not know there is a comic called Sunstone I absolutely adore about BDSM and it refers to those character’s safe word. Yes, I stole it, I don’t care!) The final preparations were completed, and I simply had to wait a few weeks for the night to arrive.

I was giddy, impatient, and horny for two straight weeks. Unable to attend my normal weekend events at the club I was even more pent up going into the week of my birthday. The event was to be held on a Thursday night, the night before my birthday. I had requested my birthday off from work because I knew I would be out all night before. On Thursday I finished my work and rushed home, I took a long hot shower and edged myself before shaving my legs and trimming my pubic hair. I rarely shaved it all, I find pubic hair attractive. I’ve been teased about it a few times but its clean and well kept so its never turned a partner off or away. I didn’t really have to decide what to wear tonight. Nancy had made it quite clear I would be stripped fairly quickly. I decided on my favorite lilac colored bra and a matching thong, a pair of tight white short and a pink tank top. It was the summer and even at night it was quite hot. There would be no need to wear anything else. I accessorized my look with a pair of thigh high fishnets, white to match my shorts, I remember they were in striking contrast to my tanned legs and finally a pair of black flats. I thought I looked mighty cute. To finalize the look, I put on my collar, an elegant navy-blue silk loop with black lace trimming the top and bottom. I loved wearing my collar, I did so as often as I could. When I fastened it, I always had a small shiver of pleasure and goosebumps on my body. Tonight, my nipples also stuck out and my pussy throbbed. I was so pent up and ready. My body had been aching for two weeks, edged but not given the sweet release for quite some time.

I arrived at the club early, I agreed upon this with Nancy as well. She was going to help me with my make up before the men arrived. The parking lot was quite empty when I arrived, only Nancy’s car was there, a cute white Mercedes sedan. I walked into the club and found Nancy waiting for me. She was beautiful, she had curled parts of her hair, put on extravagant make up, and was dressed in a red coreset and matching thong. She had thigh high boots and a riding crop set across her knee as she sat with a smile on her face. She didn’t need to give me any instructions, I walked in and knelt before her kissing her legs softly. “Thank you for tonight Miss Nancy.” I spoke softly as I looked up into her face. She smiled and nodded. “Of course, Maddie, come, lets get you ready.”

At first it was simply basic make up, lipstick, eye shadow and liner, blush, I was glowing and very pretty I had to admit. My long dirty blonde hair was tied back into a tight braid, I remember shivering with nerves when she ran her fingers along my neck and collar and complimented me. She told me how beautiful the birthday girl was and caressed me softly. I was like puddy in her hands. She led me to the king bed, the rest of the club was dark and empty, there was no pounding club music tonight. The bed smelled wonderful, like jasmine, it was so relaxing as she commanded me to sit on my hands and knees facing away from her. I felt her hands run down my back, inspecting the curves of my body. Then she clutched the hem of my shorts and pulled them down to just above my knees and she kissed one of my cheeks. The other cheek she slapped playfully, it stung slightly but made my knees weak with lust. Impact play was a huge turn on for me and she knew it. I felt her dribble some spit between my cheeks and began to massage her saliva into my ass hole. I felt a cold metal object press against it as she stretched my hole with a bejeweled butt plug.

“Happy birthday, another gift from me to you.” She smiled warmly at me. I moaned as the plug stretched my hole and with a small pop fell into place. I whispered back, “Thank you Miss Nancy.” She stood up and using her riding crop began to tap my ass softly then with a snap of her wrists the crop slapped sharply across my ass causing me to moan and tremble. She did this over and over again, pausing to massage the pink flesh, squeezing it, getting my blood flowing to the spot before she was spank me again. She made me keep count, ten times I counted out and ten times I was flogged hard. Then she repeated the process with my other cheek, both were rosy and stinging by the time she finished. My pussy was absolutely drenched with anticipation. She was about to bend over and lick me with her talented tongue when the club door opened, and a few voices could be heard. She got up, told me to stay on the bed but I could relax and put my clothes back on. I did as I was told, pulling my shorts and panties back up. I could feel the fabric stick and dampen against my lust. She returned followed by two men, both were white, fit, and blonde. One had blue eyes, the other green, both were eying me hungrily and with curiosity as we had never met. Both had tents forming in their pants as Nancy smiled and was mid introductions when the door opened again, more voices could be heard. They were all murmuring but I knew they were discussing their plans for me. Before Nancy returned the door opened again. I heard many footsteps as Nancy led a small crowd of men into the room. I counted seven men and one other woman besides Nancy.

“Everyone is here Maddie; I have already briefed them on your limits and your safe word. Shall we begin?”

“Yes Miss Nancy.” I said with a grin. “But don’t you think introductions are in order?”

Nancy smirked at me. “Yes, I do believe so, why don’t you introduce them personally.”

Hey All! Part 2 is coming soon! Please if you enjoyed this piece shoot it an upvote and feedback via messages/chat/comments is always appreciated.

Loves~
Maddie

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