The Alice and Clark show (Part 2) [3rd Person] [MF] [Audience] [Bondage] [Fiction]

Friday night has arrived. It was three of the most intensely torturous days of Alice’s life. She is still left in the dark regarding the specificities of the show she’s going to perform, and will never know until she gets on the stage tonight. Also, the explicit rule Drew established in which she wasn’t allowed to even touch herself since he told her about the event. The combination of the two has been eating her up inside.

Drew opens the dressing room door, leading Alice in. She’s still wearing her office clothes from work, her breath is uneven. She strides into the room, plopping herself onto the dark blue velvet couch, setting down her small overnight bag that she had packed with a change of clothes, her makeup pouch, and a few other essentials.

“I got here as soon as I can. I hope I’m not late.” Her eyes pace around the room. One wall features a long tabletop, the length of the room, with multiple chairs and bright lights and mirrors, as you’d see in any backstage dressing room. The other wall has multiple chairs and couches, soft and fluffy. The room is dark, the motif of deep colors and soft, velvety fabrics. There are a room divider and a door on the opposite end of the entrance to a private shower and bathroom.

“You’re just in time.” Drew sits down next to her, kissing her on her cheek. He runs his hand down her back, his presence and touches calm her down, even just for a little. “The guests will start arriving now, but the show doesn’t start for an hour. You have plenty of time to get ready.”

“Okay…” Alice nods, her voice a bit shaky, “Sorry, I’m just a little nervous, sir.”

Drew smiles, gently pushing his girl’s hair back off her face, tucking it behind her ear. “I understand, Alice. That’s perfectly understandable.” He pauses. “You are about to be fucked senseless in front of strangers. But, you’re safe with me. I’ll be here the whole time. You’ll be with Clark. Nothing will happen to you that you don’t want.”

Alice nods, “I do want this. You know that, sir.”

“Good.” He kisses her again on her cheek. “I got you something. For tonight.” Drew produces a gift box, placing them on the coffee table in front of them.

Alice opens its lid, revealing a black, satin dress. “Oh… Sir…” She gasps, admiring it. “It’s beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like it. It’s perfect for you. You’re going to look amazing in it,” Drew coos. “But first, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Drew stands up, reaching for Alice’s hand. “I was thinking we’d take a shower together, Alice. I want to wash you. Touch you. Prepare you,” Drew smiles, “before you get filthy.”

She giggles at his last comment as she stands, “Yes sir, I’d like that.” Alice looks into Drew’s blue eyes as she walks past him towards the bathroom. Drew, for his part, stares at her amazing ass through her jeans as she moves ahead of him.

The room has a large walk-in shower, probably big enough for six. There are multiple spray nozzles, a rain head, and removal shower heads, with adjustable water flow controls. An LED screen on the wall allows for temperature manipulation for each. On one side is a full bench.

“Whoa,” Alice smirks in surprise. “Okay… This is really nice.”

Drew laughs, “Well, the club spares no expense, especially for its most honored guests.”

He reaches for Alice’s hand, holding it, and pulling her into his body. He kisses her on the forehead gently. “Let’s get you undressed,” he says sweetly, as he reaches down to the front of her jeans, and starts unbuttoning them, while he kisses her.

Their lips connect, and it sends jolts through Drew’s body. “You’re so sexy,” he growls as their tongues come in contact with each other.

Drew reaches for Alice’s hips and grips the top of her jeans. He breaks their kiss to push them down, over her hips, and down her legs to the floor. He squats, following the denim down her body, and he helps her step out of them, pulling the material off of each leg, holding her firmly to steady her.

He looks up, smiling, with her in his arms “I’ve got you, Alice.” he says calmly. He reaches for her socks and pulls them off each calf and foot. Drew, now on his knees in front of Alice, looks up, his face at the level of her panty-covered vagina, “Take off your blouse and bra,” he commands gently.

She starts to unbutton her shirt from the top-down, her eyes never leaving Drew’s. “Mmm… Good girl,” he whispers, as he leans his face into her sex, and takes in her essence. “Fuck, Alice, I can tell how turned on you are.”

Alice’s face runs hot. Though nervous, her lust and arousal are still apparent. With her shirt undone, she pulls the sides of the fabric away, and off her shoulders, letting the shirt drop off her body. Drew reaches to her arms, pulling it away, and from his knees lays it on the counter beside them.

His eyes remain glued to his sexy muse, as Alice reaches behind her back, and deftly unsnaps her bra, the elastic popping, and releasing the pressure from her shoulders instantly. Drew reaches up, pulling the simple black lingerie off her chest, revealing her perfect perky breasts, round, and sitting up with her puffy nipples towards the ceiling.

“I will never tire of your body,” Drew moans, standing up, taking each into his hand, and massaging them gently, tweaking her nipples to an erect point. Alice gasps, the physical contact arouses her even more.

Drew finally relents, knowing there is a task to complete, and pulls Alice’s black panties down, over her hips, and to the floor. She’s naked in front of him. Beautiful. Sexy. Mesmerizing. He studies her hips, soft skin, and beautiful bush. His eyes scan her entire body, taking her all in.

Drew stands, his erection now pushing in the front of his slacks. “Get in Alice. I’ll be joining you momentarily.” He pulls the glass door open, the sound of the rubber water stopper making a suction sound as it pulls away from the tile, and Drew watches Alice step in.

She turns on the water and lets it build to temperature as Drew undresses, neatly folding his clothes as he removes them on the vanity countertop. He turns his head as he hears a slight moan from Alice stepping under the hot steaming pressure, washing her body, and also her tensions away.

Drew hops in, Alice’s face under the water. “I’m behind you,” Drew whispers, in order to not scare her, as he reaches for his hips. He steps behind her, pressing his body into hers, his now half-mast cock pushing into her ass. He kisses her shoulders softly, while gently massaging her back.

Alice moans, relaxing her body, as Drew starts to apply shower gel on her, creating a smooth, luxurious lather. Alice returns his actions, touching his body, rubbing her hands all over his body. Her touch feels electric to him. She kisses him deeply as he holds her close, under the rush of the warm shower, rinsing them off.

Drew’s hands hold Alice’s ass pulling her in tight, his erection pushed against her. She grips it and gives him a few pulls, and he moans into her mouth. “Not now, Alice.” His hands slide from her hip, and he gently dips it into her folds, slowly sliding it through, before bringing it up to his mouth. “After. I want us, after.”

Drew kisses her on the forehead, and pulls away, turning the water off as he does. He steps out of the shower, fetching a towel for her, and wraps her in it. They both dry themselves and return to the room.

Alice walks behind the room divider, zipping up into her dress, tying the ribbon-like shoulder straps, and she steps out again over to the vanity mirror, revealing herself in the dress to Drew, who has his dark navy jeans on, but still no shirt. “Damn,” he says in awe. “It looks fantastic on you, Alice. Better than I’d hoped.”

“Thank you, sir.” She replies, smiling and blushing. Despite her love for lingerie, Alice rarely opts for slinky mini dresses. Albeit, Drew’s compliment and seeing herself in it makes her feel more sexy and confident, a fuel she will be needing for her performance later that night.

She pulls the vanity’s chair back before sitting, to apply some light makeup. Drew walks over to a standing closet, and pulls off a neatly-pressed, light-colored button-up shirt from the hanger, and puts it on, never taking his eyes off of her.

The dress hugs her figure perfectly, fitting her like a glove, and the ruching on the dress accentuates her figure even more. The dress shows off her delicious, creamy thighs and it exposes her back and the sides of her pert breasts. Truly, a vision.

Drew sits down in a chair beside Alice gently resting his right hand on her right thigh. He speaks firmly but soft, “Let’s talk about how tonight’s going to go. Are you feeling okay?”

The beautiful young woman bites her lip, sitting still as she puts on eyeliner. “I’m okay,” she squeaks out. “But nervous, sir.”

Drew smiles, “That’s understandable, Alice. You are about to be on display for 30 to 40 couples.”

“That many?” She asks, a bit shocked.

Drew lets out a quick breath chuckle at her astonishment. “Well, word got around quickly at the club that a new performer, a…” He pauses, his voice trailing off. “A special show was happening tonight. I think people canceled their plans to make it. I’d say almost the whole membership will be here.”

“So there could be 80 people watching me and Clark?”

“Yes. Maybe more I suppose. That’s just the couples,” Drew continues to explain. “And then there are the special exceptions like me, who the club allows to join as singles. And then a few members of the club staff, so… maybe more like 100 in total.”

Alice’s mouth is slightly agape, though she has to continue to stay still as she applies her makeup. She processes the facts, now working on a little blush, which at least frees her up to talk. “So, how does one get a special single’s expectation?” she asks, eyebrows raised.

Drew laughs again, “Well, two ways, really. But in both cases, they still start with a referral, and then a very arduous interview process. They work very hard to ensure no single creeps get in this club. It could compromise all the fun.”

Alice, always curious, presses back. “What are the two ways?”

Bluntly Drew replies, “Money, or be an amazing fuck.”

Drew sees a sparkle in Alice’s eyes. A mischievous glint. He loves her playfulness. He loves that their relationship has moved to where she’s even going to tease him in her anxiety. He gives her thigh a little squeeze, and he speaks before she pushes to ask more.

“Sometimes they find both.” Drew’s hand creeps up Alice’s leg, rubbing sensuously yet comfortingly. “Anyhow, I have to tell you a little bit about how this will go.”

He continues. “You and Clark will step on stage together. There will be spotlights and bright lights centered on the stage. It can be a bit daunting if you’re not used to it. It will make the rest of the room pitch dark. This is of course on purpose. It will provide two things; privacy for the audience members, and a feeling for you and Clark, that even though you have an audience, that you’re alone in the room. I encourage you to embrace this feeling.”

Alice nods, her bottom lip trembling slightly.

“From there, it will feel like it’s happening fast, and you just go with it. It’s pretty simple. Just enjoy what is done to you.”

“I’m scared. Nervous. Where will you be?” Alice asks.

Drew moves his hand up to Alice’s face, rubbing her cheek down to her jawline gently with his open hand. “I will be near you the whole time. Off-stage, but in the front row, never more than a few feet away from you.” He smiles reassuringly. “I will not leave you under any circumstance while you are on stage. I’ll be watching my sexy girl be the best performer ever.”

“And Alice,” Drew pauses, making sure she’s looking in his eyes. “Safe words and consent are always still in play. Tonight is no different in that. At any point you need to stop, you just say the word and it will stop. Okay?”

“Okay.” Her coming out like a squeak.

Drew’s attention is drawn slightly, his pocket buzzing. “It’s almost time, Alice.” He quickly pulls out his phone and glances at the alarm. “There is one more thing.” Drew reaches for a smaller box he walked in with and hands it to Alice to open.

She takes the box, heavy and well constructed, and pulls the lid up. Inside, framed beautifully in the box is a black, fine-leather collar, lined with a very thin layer of sewn-in fabric padding for comfort. It’s about two inches wide, with an elaborate silver buckle mechanism at the front, and a solid silver ring, to hang down.

“This means you belong to me,” says Drew, reaching into the box, and picking up the collar, to put it on. She leans forward, and he gives her a soft kiss, before putting the leather on around her slender neck, and securing it with a solid click of the clasp. He pulls back, admiring and caressing her collared neck. “It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful, Alice. And you’re mine.”

Alice blushes and leans into his body. “Sir… You’re going to be out there, watching, right?”

“Of course, Alice.” He plants a kiss on her forehead, which a timely knock on the door breaks them apart. “That must be Clark. I’ll let you guys get ready.”

His tall, tan brunette friend, enters the room. “Hey, Clark. Glad to see you,” Drew says, standing up, and giving his friend a lean in handshake hug. “I’ll give you two a few minutes alone. I need to go talk to the MC, for the final prep. I’ll catch you real quick before you go on.”

Alice and Clark nod, as Drew walks towards the door.

“Good luck you two,” Drew smiles at both of them, and he closes the door, leaving the two of them alone.

The two soon-to-be performers stand in silence, a little awkwardly for a moment before Clark breaks the ice.

“Wow, you look great Alice.” Clark looks up and down her body, smiling softly. “How are you feeling?”

Alice laughs anxiously. “Excited… And nervous… You?”

“Well, that makes the two of us then.” Clark chuckles, pushing a stray lock of hair out of her face behind her ear.

A sense of awkwardness between the two of them is present, despite the obvious underlying sexual tension.

Clark breaks the silence. “Hey, I’m glad I get to see you again. And I’m glad I’m doing this with you.”

“Yeah, me too.” Alice nods. She opens her mouth, finally managing to talk despite the stuttering. “Uh… Clark… Can I kiss you?”

He laughs at her question. In spite of her nervousness, she still has the time to be bold, honest, and true. Clark leans down and their lips crash into each other’s, sharing a spark between them in the deep kiss. Clark runs his hands down her body, feeling her curves.

“More comfortable with me now?”

Alice blushes, now grinning. “Yeah. Much better.”

Clark smiles at her. “Look, Alice. I’ve… Seen what you can do.” He smirks, pausing, recalling the poker night at Drew’s place. “It’s amazing. Mind-blowing, even. But if you ever feel uncomfortable, even when we’re on stage, let me know. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Clark pulls her into a hug, his tall frame enveloping her body, before pulling away. “God, you’re gorgeous. I know we’re nervous, but I really am excited.” He continues, “I’m going to look for Drew. He said he wants to see me about something.”

Alice nods. “Meet you backstage in five minutes?”

“Sounds good.” With that, Clark closes the door, leaving Alice a moment to mentally prepare herself. Clark strolls down the hallways of the club, dark and dimly lit with warm, ambient lighting.

He spots Drew, leaning against the wall, near the backstage area.

“Hey man,” Clark says, strolling up beside Drew and mimicking his pose against the wall.

Drew remains friendly but gets down to business. “How’s she doing? How are you doing?”

Clark nods, “We’re good. I think once we get going, it will be fun.”

“I agree. I picked you guys for a reason. You’ll be great.” Drew continues, “Just have fun. Ignore the audience as if they’re not there. The crowd wants real, raw sex. Don’t think about porn, or making good angles. Just,” Drew smirks, “Fuck her senseless.”

Clark smiles ear to ear and nods.

“You remember the run-down of the performance, right? You don’t need to stick to an exact script by any means, but, you know the plan, yeah?” Drew asks one last time.

“Got it. For sure.” Clark replies.

“Oh, the club was getting ready to cut the check, did you decide to put a mask on or off?” Drew asks, finishing the business at hand.

“Off. I’m sure now. Alice will be exposed. I can be too.” Clark pauses, “And the payout is a lot better,” he laughs.

“Cool. I’ll let them know. And I think that’s the better choice,” Drew adds. “A much better show.”

“Oh, and last thing.” Drew turns to his friend, making sure this part is clear. “When you finish on her, and the last part starts.” He pauses, “Hold her hand, but give space.”

Clark nods.

“This is not just on Alice. Be prepared if a few of the members want to… get their hands on you a little too.” Drew smirks, “I know you can handle that.”

“Noted,” Clark says wryly.

“Good. Well, it’s time. Good luck,” Drew says, patting his friend on the shoulder.

In perfect timing, Alice is walking down the hall towards them, accompanied by a female in the club staff.

Drew waves at her, and she quickly rushes into his arms. He holds her, patting her head, calming her down from her stage fright.

“Sorry. I’m just still really nervous, sir.”

“I know, Alice.” He gives her a quick kiss on the forehead. “Actually, I might have something that could help you.”

Alice steps away from their embrace. “Oh?”

Drew fishes out a flask from his pant pocket, and passes it to her without a word.

She unscrews the cap and stares down the inside of the bottle. The smell of alcohol wafts into her nostril. “Bourbon?”

Drew nods.

She closes her eyes and takes a shot, the sweet burn running down her throat. The liquid instantly warms her stomach. She screws the top back on and returns it to her boss. “Thank you, sir.”

“Good luck. Both of you.” With that, he steps away and heads into the club’s lounge.

“Okay, guys. We’ll call you out in two,” the staff member says, walking away towards the stage.

Alice and Clark are left, looking at each other nervously.

Clark reaches for her hand, gripping it. “Let’s do this thing.”

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