Linda's Submission
Copyright© 2025 by JDlit71
Chapter 4
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Linda has finally found the man of her dreams, but she quickly finds out that he's not the man she thought he was...how much is she willing to submit in order to try and keep Delow...but does she really even have him?
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma Fa Mult Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Indian Male Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Spitting Squirting BBW Public Sex Size
Linda was horrified to see her name in lights at this strip club that Delow and Danny were taking her to. She thought at first they were just bringing her to possibly suck their dicks as they watched the dancers, but with the sign indicating that she was the main dancing entertainment for the night, chills ran up her spine.
She wasn’t really a dancer, and she hated being in front of crowds. In college, she had to take a public speaking class. She hated the class more than any other class in all of her schooling. She had actually fainted due to her anxiety while she was giving her one and only speech required to pass the class. Everyone else gave multiple speeches, but after her incident, the teacher had a soft spot for her. He had assured her that everything would be fine and she just had to imagine everyone in their underwear, like all speech teachers say. The problem was, Linda didn’t wear underwear and the kid sitting directly in front of her weighed 400 lbs. Obviously her imagination was very vivid and she threw up and fainted as soon as she stood before the class about to begin her speech. From then on, she could never look at a person giving a speech or be in front of a crowd without remembering the incident. Now she was going to be in front of a lot of people, naked, and expect to be a sultry and sexy dancer. She wouldn’t be able to fake her way out of this.
“Let’s get you dressed for your big debut here at the Beaver Barn,” Delow said as he buckled the black studded collar around Linda’s neck. The studs spelled “SLUT”, although Linda never saw that when he placed it around her neck. Danny brought out a massive gold chain that was big enough to hold a Doberman Pincer. He clipped it on the metal loop on the front of the collar. It was 10’ long and it easily weighed 10 lbs.
“Is this really necessary?” Linda asked.
ZAP!
Delow zapped her ass with the cattle prod that Mistress had used on her earlier.
“Was that really necessary? Yes! It evidently was because you’re a stupid slut who can’t learn a simple lesson about obedience. Now, shut the fuck up and let’s get inside!” Delow said condescendingly.
Linda followed the men inside, still naked and without shoes, where there were at least fifty men and a dozen women. They were mostly regulars, the men there to spend their money and get an eye full or to cop a feel, the women there for the same reason. She kept her head down as the whistling and cat calls followed her. They weaved in and out of the room, checking out several different strippers and various dancers. Linda was so humiliated to be led like a pig to the slaughter by her chain and collar. She couldn’t imagine what they had in store for her tonight. She was finally realizing that she wasn’t prepared when she agreed to be Delow’s woman. Now, she felt more like Delow’s pet slut that he could use and show off whenever he wanted. He could make her do anything, anytime, anywhere. Above everything, he made her wet. Uncontrollably wet. It was now leaking down her legs and she was helpless to stop it, nor did she want to. Still, she had convinced herself that she was in love with this man. He was her master in every sense of the term.
The music was loud and the drinks were flowing. Delow sat on a couch with a footrest and Linda sat on her knees in a slave position on the floor next to him as he held her chained collar. It was like a scene out of Star Wars with Jabba the Hutt, complete with the loud music and the hustle and bustle of a normal strip club on a Friday night.
It was still early, but the crowd was growing by the minute as regulars and strangers mixed and mingled with the girls. Table dances and lap dances were mixed and the lines were blurred between legal and unacceptable, depending on the amount paid. Several of Delow’s friends were there by invitation and they all stopped by to pet Linda and feel her up as she sat helpless by his side. She was forced to suck two of his buddies that she’d never seen before as the hundred dollar bills exchanged hands. More money, more drinks, more blowjobs. It was becoming a blur to Linda as the evening wore on.
Carlos and Pedro pulled into the Beaver Barn a little past 8:00. There was an impromptu celebration from his coworkers and drinks were served as the jokes were made. This created a delay in their adventure, but they were here now and they were ready for the good times to begin.
“Ha, wonder who Slut Linda is?” Pedro said laughing.
“No clue. I only heard of this place last night from Danny. He said something about a dancer who looked like Linda, my Linda. Can you imagine? She hates crowds and doesn’t even like standing in front of people. Something about a fat kid and a speech class she had in college. Maybe Linda has a doppelganger? Wouldn’t that be a trip,” Carlos said laughing.
“Yeah, but if I could get a dance from Linda’s doppelganger, Bro, sorry not sorry!” Pedro said under his breath laughing, mostly to himself.
Danny spotted Carlos as soon as they entered the room and made his way over to meet Pedro. He took them to the bar and they talked about the big day Carlos had. They were several drinks in when the MC took the stage.
“Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight, appearing for the very first time here at the Beaver Barn, SLUT LINDA!”
“OK slut, time to make the donuts! Are you gonna make me proud?” Delow asked.
“I’ll try. I’m so scared right now. I don’t do good in front of an audience like this. I threw up once in speech class you know,” Linda said honestly.
“Fuck that! You can’t be puking on people in public! How about if we put a mask on you? Would that help you think?” Delow asked.
“Maybe, I just know I’m really scared. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Give me a sec. I’ll stall them.” Delow said.
Delow went and got the MC’s attention and explained Linda’s issue.
“Folks, just a little delay. Slut Linda is a little shy, so give us just a few minutes, ok? Trixie, come on out and show these folks your titties and let’s have a good time will you? Give her a hand ladies and gents, come on, Miss Trixie and her AMAZING TITTIES!” the MC announced to the crowd.
A tall big blonde with huge boobs stepped out onto the stage as the music started up. She was wearing a neon pink floss bikini and pink high heels. She was a regular dancer and the crowd loved her.
The MC went backstage briefly and returned with a massive green and black glittering Mardi Gras mask and handed it to Delow.
“Thanks bro. Do y’all allow others on stage, like do you let the women have sex scenes up there?” Delow asked.
“Hey, I don’t know nothing. The less I know the better. I mean, I’ll tell them she’s former military and she needs her service animal,” he said laughing, “if you wanna be her animal, who’s gonna argue with military? Right?”
“Thank you for your service,” Delow said as he shook the guy’s hand.
He returned to Linda and put the mask on her. Then he went to the bar and got her two double vodkas, straight up.
“Here, drink these down. Don’t sip it. Chug them motherfuckers,” Delow said, handing her the drinks.
Linda chugged the drinks and winced as she finished them. She had never been a drinker, not even in college. She had tried beer after high school, but it gave her a headache so she never tried anything else.
“What was that? Liquor?” Linda asked.
“Vodka. Now you’re gonna pull that mask off when your song is over and take a bow. Don’t worry about the audience. Once the music starts you’ll know exactly what to do. Got it?”
The song ended and Trixie left naked as she attempted to gather the dollar bills strewn all over the stage. Delow grabbed Linda’s chain and led her to the stage. He wrapped the chain around the stripper pole and grabbed the microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen. Slut Linda likes to perform with strangers, if you know what I mean,” Delow announced.
The crowd went crazy, cheering and applauding as Delow continued.
“I need a couple of volunteers. How about you guys up at the bar? Can we get your help up here? Folks, let’s give these guys a round of applause for helping out, can we?” Delow announced as he worked the crowd like a champ.
“Dude, he’s calling you and Pedro! Go! Get some pussy! You’re here to celebrate, right?” Danny said to Carlos.
Carlos downed another White Russian and looked at Pedro and smiled.
“Let’s go get some pussy!” Carlos said as he headed for the stage.
They both got on stage with Delow and Linda as the crowd applauded and cheered. Linda was trying to adjust the mask so she could see, but it kept falling down on her nose. Delow whipped out his cock and shoved it in her mouth. Carlos and Pedro looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders and whipped theirs out as well. Delow grabbed Linda’s wrists and guided them to the guy’s cocks and she began stroking them while Delow throated her hard. The crowd was going crazy now as the three men ganged up on Linda.