Chapter 3

As Sue went up to prepare for the evening, I called the S&M club that I had heard about. Having instructed her to dress her sluttiest, I was sure she would be dressed right for the club. I would be wearing a black muscle shirt, black leathers, black slacks, and black biker's boots, looking very much like a master. Sue made her entrance. As she came down the stairs, I was amazed at how much she looked like a cheap whore. No bra, vest held together by chains, the inner slope of her breasts, left visible. Her micro miniskirt was so short that I thought I might have seen her vagina as she walked down the stairs, thigh-high black net stockings held up by a red garter belt. She lifted her skirt to show me that she wore no panties. I looked at her face, and it was heavily made up to look like a street walker's.

"Very good Sue, lets go!" She grabbed a short rabbit jacket and put it on as we left.

We took Alan's Cadillac to the club. Sue got into the front with me. I put a bag of equipment into the back seat of the car. Sue had no idea of where we were going, or what was going to happen when we got there. I headed the car toward New York City's meat packing district. Over the past few years many S&M clubs had been built in the warehouses in the area. We were going to one called the dungeon. It took a little over an hour to get there. Standing in front, were several street whores dressed like Sue. They were waiting hoping a well-paying john would take them into the club.

"Sue. You are dressed right for this street."

"Should I have you stay out with the rest of the whores?"

"Please master no. I can't stop you and will do whatever you wish but... "

"But what?"

"If you keep me tonight, I will be the best slut-slave at the club."

"I will make you very proud to own me."

I led her from the car to the group of whores. Her high platforms made her tower over the other women. I asked her to make love to a short black prostitute while I watched. The prostitute asked for 100 dollars. I told her that if Sue made her cum I would pay nothing. If Sue didn't make her cum, I would pay double.

"Sue, if you cost me any money I will beat your ass, and put you on the street to earn it for me."

The whore laughed and Sue dropped to her knees, lifted the black woman's skirt and began to eat the prostitute's pussy. The black woman pulled Sue's head into her crotch hard, telling Sue to show her how much a little white bitch likes eating black pussy. Sue continued to eat the woman as the Black woman reached down and twisted her nipples. The slut-slave groaned as she continued to lick the black pussy. I could tell the prostitute was betting close by her moans and by the smell of her juices. After a little she began to shudder and shake. After having a strong orgasm she let Sue go. Sue rose to her feet and smiled at me through her cum stained makeup. Then she got out her compact and began to fix it. I gave the whore 100 dollars anyway as a tip.

After Sue finished her makeup, I led her to the entrance of the club. My hand was stamped and Sue was made to bare her butt that was stamped with the same number as my hand. It was explained, that if anyone wanted to borrow or return her they would know who she belonged to. I got a collar and leash out of my bag, and fastened them to her. I led Sue to the bar and ordered a drink for myself. Sue being a well-trained slave, knelt at my feet as all the other slaves were doing.

While sipping my drink, I opened the chains that held her vest closed, baring her breasts to anyone who wished to look. I then reached into my bag and brought out two weighted nipple clips, and handed them to my slave. She immediately put them on, and presented her breasts to me for inspection. I tightened them until I heard her groan, then flicked the weights to watch her reaction. One of the masters looked at me and said.