All Good Things To Those Who Wait
Several hours had passed since Sly had gotten a response text from Misty. Now he was walking into the Dusklight Lounge. In spite of the upscale sounding name it was just another strip club. Hell of an odd place for her to ask me to meet her but who am I to judge, he thought to himself. Parting the bead curtain he entered the stage area of the club. A nude cat girl was up on the stage in the splits, lightly stroking herself while looking over her shoulder at a group of frat boys who where laughing stupidly and waving fistfuls of bills at her. It wasn't hard to tell where these guys student loans were being spent.
Sly took a seat in the middle of the room and took a quick look around. He had to do a double take when he saw Misty. She was serving drinks and waiting tables, walking around topless and only wearing a pair of panties and garter stockings besides. Making her way over to him she had a tray of jello shots in neon rimmed glasses that were lit up by the black light
As she passed his table she winked and gave the bouncer a nod. "Care for a shot?"
Not normally much of a drinker Sly hesitated but gave into those big cute eyes. "Sure, how much?"
"Five for a shot, ten if you want it special."
"Special?" Sly grinned up at her.
She leaned in and whispered "Keep your cash, this one's on me again." She then lay back across the table and turned the jello shot over on her chest, between her breasts. As he leaned down to take the drink in his mouth she cupped her little b-cups around his muzzle and started to jiggle them. He slurped the shot up he instinctively licked up over her cleavage. By instinct he then sat down again and noticed the bouncer looking over at him. As Misty got up she leaned in again and whispered "I'm off in about twenty minutes but I've got to do one more thing before I go."
Rolling off the edge of the table she walked to the bar, set down her tray and turned to the stage. There was another girl up there now, a blonde haired panther with red tiger stripes was up there and she had already stripped down to her leather thong. Misty sat on the edge of the stage and leaned back with a folded bill in her mouth. The stripper leaned over her, took the cash and started making out with and groping her breasts. The lesbian show continued for another minute or two before she was able to leave the stage.
No doubt the bill was either a fake or just club cash that'll be turned in later, Sly thought as he admired what was going on in front of him. By the time the panther girl, who he later found out was named Myth, was done her set Misty was sitting at his table in her jeans and a t-shirt.
"So, where to?" She asked with a big smile on her face.
"Oh, and here I was thinking you'd be looking to spend some more time here."
"Hmmm, nah, if I had my choice on where to go to get turned on I'd go to the Collar Club."
"What's that?" Sly asked, getting more then a little curious about Misty's nightlife.
"It's a S&M club over on Weston Street."
"Just how does a cutie like you know about a place like that?"
"Didn't you know, cute girls look best in bondage." She gave him a devilish smile before passing him a piece of paper. She then got up and walked away.
He looked at the slip and read the information she had written down. It read "I'll meet you there in an hour or two. Tell the bouncer you're a friend of Jex and you'll be let into the members section. In the meantime go to the VIP lounge. I have a surprise for you there." When he looked back over his shoulder at the VIP lounge there were a pair of fox girls there with their hair up in pigtails, doing a schoolgirl routine. One waived him over and walked through the doorway into the private area with the other girl in hand. He followed the redhead and brunette into a small booth where they gave him a contact lap dance. The redhead leaned in and whispered to him "Your friend arranged this, you're gonna have the best hour of your whole life here."
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Sly got a cab to the Collar Club. He was a little too horny to drive and keep his mind on the road. Two vixens grinding on me and making out with each other for the past hour and then she wants me to meet her at a S&M club? What the hell.
When he got out of the cab he was looking at a door with the clubs name lit in neon over the door. The building looked like it was at one time a small warehouse that had been converted into the club. The bouncer was standing in front of the door in a suit and tie, if he was any more stereotypical he'd be wearing an earpiece as well. Sly walked up and met an extended arm "Sorry, we're full up."
"I'm a friend of Jex." he said casually.
The bouncer touched his earpiece (Sly had to do his best not to laugh) and after a quick conversation he opened the door. "Go to the bar, give this to the bartender. He'll let you into the members lounge." He passed Sly a tab that looked like a guitar pic but about twice the size and made of orange painted metal.
He looked around when he walked inside. People in fetish gear danced to rave music all around him. Strobe lights and lazers cut the darkness and made it difficult to concentrate but he eventually found the bar and in short order was allowed into the members lounge.
Ascending a long flight of steps he got to the top and saw men and women in all sorts of dress walking around. Some sat on couches or booths, others on submissive partners who acted as furniture for them. There were a number of rooms and cages all around him, each with a light above them indicating if they were available or not. His eyes lingered on a mouse who was toying with a dobermans cock through the bars of a cage. He was unable to touch himself or her as she teased him with light touches and a taunt of "Touch me on the hand and I'll allow you to get off." Breaking away from that spectacle he saw Misty standing against a pillar in the far corner, her arms bound behind her back in a rope that led to a heavy iron ring mounted above her head, an array of tools and devices hung all about her. There was also a sign over her that read PRIVATE. Sly decided to play things a little more difficult then he figured she wanted him to. Making his way to the small circular table in front of her and pretended to look over the house wine list. The whole time he played with the stylus on his phone, writing out a message. "She gets to see someone receive a facial."
At that moment the doberman slipped his bonds and touched his master's hand. "Good boy, now why don't you stroke yourself off for me." He needed no further instruction. His hand moved in a blur of motion in front of the mouse who got another of her pets, a black furred vixen to lay on the floor for her to sit on like a low bench. Sly noted the way that Misty was watching the canine publicly humiliate himself till he climaxed all over his masters face. She quickly got up and pulled the other pet to tongue clean her of the mess.
Misty was squirming under the pressure of seeing her biggest fetish happen right in front of her. Sly could practically taste how turned on she was. He continued to sit there, savouring her torment till he finished a drink and took another leisurely look around the club's private area. He then asked one of the staff "What are the rules here?"
The waitress answered "Take your bottom and do what you want with them. The safe word is 'tab' and if you have a reserved status then you can use some of the equipment."
"Like with Misty over there?" he asked pointing out the white rabbit who was now visibly squirming.
"That's right. So you must be Sly. Make use of whatever you want."
After hearing that Sly walked up to Misty, leaned against the post she was bound to and asked "If you wanted to be dominated why didn't you just ask?" She didn't answer except with a look of extreme want. He allowed his other hand to lightly touch her breast and then her nipple. She shuddered under the stimulation, nearly ready to cum already. He took his time there, feeling her and enjoying the way she writhed in gleeful agony.
"P- please fuck me." she pleaded. "I can't take any more teasing."
"Is that any way for the slave to behave? Asking in such a vulgar way." He took a ball gag down off the pillar and fitted it into her mouth. "Now you won't speak out of turn."
Sly then took a step back and looked her over, sizing up not only how much more she was yearning for some attention but also at how tightly she was tied to the post. He observed that he had enough slack to allow her to turn back on to him. Also he took stock of the items they had there. Taking down a spreader bar, a small leather lash, a knotted dildo and some weighted nipple clamps he set to work on her.
First of all he put the clamps on. Immediately they pulled on her nipples as they pinched. She squealed out around the gag as her legs shook. He then turned her around and put the spreader bar on her thighs, holding her open. She leaned against the pillar with her shoulder for support. This only served to present her pussy to whoever wanted to look. Her posture opened her slit and allowed her wetness to run out onto her fur a little more.
Her ragged, breathing was interrupted by another whine of pleasure as the dildo was pushed up to the knot. Sly reached under her and gave the weights another tug to get a squeal out of her before playing with her clit for a while. Just as she was getting into the pure pleasure he brought the lash down on her exposed ass. She cried out in pain and pleasure at once, making herself that much more fun to abuse like this. Sly lashed her till he could see a little red under her fur, then he dropped the leather instrument and shoved the dildo the rest of the way in.
Misty dropped to her knees with her head and shoulders resting on the floor. Her whole body shook with near orgasmic pleasure. "Do you want to cum?" Her response was to look back over her shoulder and nod.
He then took two more items that made her eyes go wide and knelt down behind her. He parted her lips a little more and placed the ring of a suction device around her clit. Three good pumps had it sucking on her hard. She then felt the rounded ball end of a stainless steel anal penetrator push inside of her. The rest of the device hooked around her and lined up with the small of her back. She was so close to orgasm that she was on the verge of tears. Sly walked around in front of her and pulled the ball gag out. Her moaning was quite audible, every person in the room looked at her lying there, crying out for more.
Next he untied her hands and pulled her to an all four kneeling position. The look of pure lust in her eyes as he stripped down in front of her was most satisfying. All he had to do was gesture to get her to start sucking him off. The feeling of her little mouth around him, her tongue lapping, the sucking. She was nearly out of her mind with her lust. Just to drive her a little crazier Sly took hold of the ring handle on the anal toy and pulled on it, forcing her forward, deeper onto his cock. It was at that moment she came.
Her arms snapped around his waist as she continued to give head. Sucking hard whenever she wasn't whining around his member. Sly could feel his own excitement reaching a peak. He wasn't going to cum without being inside her at least once tonight. He picked her up by the hips and pressed her against the pillar. In one swift motion that tore a cry of pleasure from Misty her hauled the steel penetrator out of her ass and jammed his cock in. The echo of the hooked sex toy hitting the floor hadn't even died down by the time he had started taking deep strokes inside of her, each and every one made her call out over and over again.
In a sudden rush Sly felt his orgasm, matched by hers as she tightened around him. He could feel his cum running out of her and under his own balls, more came out with every spurt and every thrust. He took hold of the pillar to steady them both and made his best attempt to stay in control. Misty leaned her head back and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Nearly on the verge of passing out she asked "Can we go back to my place and cuddle now?"
That sounds like a perfect end to the night Sly thought as he lowered her to the floor and started to take the instruments of her pleasure off of her.