Jason Cole

by Jax_Teller

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult, Consensual, BiSexual, Fiction, Workplace, BDSM, FemaleDom, Humiliation, Rough, Spanking, Torture, Group Sex, Interracial, Black Female, White Male, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Needles, Public Sex, Prostitution, .

Desc: Sex Story: A chance meeting leads to discovery and awakening. This story is a stand alone story that shares an event with two other stories all told from different points of view. "Super Night" and "Aikira"

I was at the porn shop on the seedy side of town, in the booths in the back watching porn when I heard a female in the next booth tell the guy with her about a bondage club near by. I over heard her describe a nondescript building just out side the city limits. There was no sign, no windows to see in, but if the parking lot was full it was open. It was a members only club and there was a door man at the door to check membership cards. I discretely followed them out side and as I suspected the guy left quickly. I saw her hang around the pay telephone for a few minutes and I went over and asked if she had a light proffering a cigarette. She handed me her lighter and asked for a cigarette which I handed her with her lighter back.

I told her that I had over heard her talking about an exclusive club for bondage. I asked if she was a member and she confirmed that she was, I told her I was interested and that if she would like to go, I would be happy to escort her. She giggled at my escort comment and said she would need to go back to her place and change first. I told her that would be cool, and led her to my car. As I drove her, we talked and she divulged that she was a pro- Dominatrix, and that the guy she’d met at the porn shop only wanted a blow job, not the kind of service she offered. I said that I was submissive and would be interested in serving her for the night if she was willing. She looked me over for a second and said for the right price she would. I agreed and stopped at the ATM to pay her on the way to the club.

When we arrived I opened her door and she led me to the building’s door and the doorman and she showed him her membership card. He opened the door and a heavy deep base beat at a low volume could be heard. The house lights were low but the booth’s around the out walls were varied lighting, some slightly brighter that the house lights and some that were not lit at all. There was a center area of the floor that was tables and all the chairs faced the raised stage. As we were seated at a table center stage, she told me more about the club and what to expect, like people in the audience masturbating or having sex, and that there was no alcohol sales but people were allowed to bring their own as long as no one was obviously drunk. She also said there were no limits to sexuality in that there may be all sorts, male-female, female-female, male-male, shemales, and other sorts as well, you never knew exactly what would go on.

A female voice came over the sound system as the lights gradually came on and said there would be a five minute break and then the stage would be open for who ever wanted to go on next. It was odd sitting there watching as people shuffled about some undressing others pulling their clothes back on. The lights dimmed and a woman who looked to be in her fifties stepped on stage and the lights went back down except for on the stage. Music came on and she removed her clothing and pulling some devices from her bag. As she moved about she was almost dancing, gliding about her routine. She got close to the front edge of the stage and produced a strip of cloth with medical looking needles, with out the syringe portion, and began to stick needle after needle through her nipples making an Astrix looking design.

When she had used all the needles she pulled a set of clamps from her bag and spread her legs in front of a stage light, spot lighting her pussy, and put the clamps one each on the lips of her pussy. She once again dance - glided around for a minute and then pulled same weights from her bag and as she glided she would stop and put a weight onto the clamps. Her lips stretched at the weights and as she put the last weights on, the music lowered to reveal the sound of the weights clanking against each other to the rhythm of the music at which the audience clapped and cheered until the music ended. She bowed and sat in a chair removing her devices as the house lights slowly came back up.

Once again the announcer came over the sound system and after the five minute intermission this beautiful dark skinned woman got up as the house lights dimmed and approached the stage. The energy seemed to ramp up, people who had been around the edges moved to tables. Music came one she did a very erotic strip tease until she was completely naked at the end of the second song. As the third song came on she motioned to this guy sitting at a table near the stage. She curled her finger at the guy and he made like he was shy and she coaxed him to the stage with and she placed a chair center stage and sat him on it. Once he was in place she went about giving him a lap dance, loosening his clothes, rubbing his cock through his pants, putting his face in her cleavage. The next song began and she stood him up, kicked the chair to the side, and pointed making him lay on his back. She danced around removing parts of his clothes until he was naked. His cock was standing tall and proud and The woman stood over him with her feet on either side of his chest and leaned down sucking his cock, very dramatically with over exaggerations.

In one swift quick motion she stepped forward and squatted over him and took his cock straight into her pussy right to the base. The crowd was silent and enthralled with the show as the talented woman bounced and rocked on his cock. The beautiful dark skinned woman finely got tired and she laid down with her feet on the railing edge of the stage and then pulled her legs up to her chest, and curled her finger at the man once again. He moved to her and knelt between her legs and guided his cock into her very wet pussy. We could see her pussy her juices were pushed out by his cock entering her. He began slow slamming his cock in her until he bottomed out in her pussy and then he pulled back out until the head of his cock felt cool air and then slammed back into her. The guys toes were locked on the rail of the stage for balance and he picked up the pace rocking, plowing into her.

The woman screamed at him “fuck me white boy, fuck this nigger whore cunt, fuck me”. The music ended and the sound of his body and cock slamming into her was making rude sloshing slapping sounds, only covered by her screaming. She was yelling at him to fuck her harder, calling him a pussy and he picked up the slam factor and grabbed her throat with both hands grabbing her with enough force to keep his balance but not so tight that she couldn’t yell. She began to tremble under him and she kept repeating don’t stop I want to come you cracker, fuck me harder, and then Fuck, fuck, fuck. She started to buck wildly under him and then she went silent, shaking and then the squirting all over the place. The guy continued pounding her until she went limp, and he stood up and jerked his cock unloading buckets of come from her head to her pussy.

As he stood back looking her over, her feet were hanging over the bar rail, and she was rubbing her clit and small spurts of come were coming from her pussy. He knelt down and kissed her as she drew a finger of his come to her mouth and she squirted one more large stream of come over the rail and into the front row of tables. When she finished coming he pulled her to a sitting position and the picked her up in his arms and took her to a chair at the back of the stage. The lights came on as the cheering and clapping began and I could see many naked folks in the crowd, some fucking, some masturbating. I head never heard such racism during sexual encounters or in porn for that matter and I was slightly taken back by it but not enough to want to do anything about it not that I could or that I would leave over it.

Mistress Rose asked me if I liked being insulted or degraded, and I said it did nothing for me at all. The announcer did her thing, announcing a fifteen minute intermission. As the couple that had finished their performance sat down, several people stopped by their table and congratulated them for a great performance. I was amazed to see another biracial couple stop and talk with them, almost glowing over their magnificent performance. The two couples were pleasant and it was sort of odd, the two fit white men and the two beautiful dark skinned women and I wondered if it was some kind of fetish they were into. Mistress Rose told me that performers get a lot of attention and invites go unanswered for the most part but some times people would hook up later. The lights dimmed and everyone made their way to their seats.

The next performer was a single male and he just stripped with no music and Mistress Rose said Oh this is going to be good. A large guy sitting at a table across from us barked get off the stage you faggot. The now naked man on stage said make me you limp dick come rag bitch. The guy jumped up on the stage and they began wrestling back and forth, and with in a couple of minutes they were both naked and wrestling on the stage floor. I was concerned at what I was seeing might escalate, but Rose said just watch, and the large man from the crowd was now pinning the other guy face down. He hit the other guy a few times in the back demanding that he spread his legs. Finely the guy complied and the guy on top forced his cock in the other guys ass and began dry fucking him. There were whistles and cat calls from the crowd as the guy on the bottom attempted to escape the seemingly brutal attack and was put back down by the larger man.

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