1. The Slime Pit at The O Club


    Date: 11/9/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, Humiliation, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    so you might as well hand that to me too. You don’t need it. If you get a drink or whatever, they just scan your ID and it gets put on your credit card. That’s why you had to show the card when we came in.” “Oh,” said Sally as she pulled the dress over her head and stood there naked next to her three friends. She turned slightly pink as she realized that everyone else in line was waiting until they actually went into the clothing check room before they disrobed. A familiar tingle surged between her legs as she watched the people in line turn to look at her. There was a slight draft in the hallway and she felt the coolness of the air as it blew across the moisture between her legs. That sensation caused her to look down at herself and she turned even redder as she realized that her erect nipples and now sopping wet cunt were totally on display to all. “Somebody is liking this already,” said Julie as she reached up and stroked one of Sally’s breasts. Sally intended to say, “Stop that!” but instead all that came out was a soft moan. “Save it for the pit,” ordered Kelly. A few minutes later, they reached the open counter and Sally’s three friends also shed their dresses and handed over their purses. Once inside the FF club room, Kelly pointed to a table near the wall and said, “I’ll buy the first round. Let’s loosen up a little before we go get slimy.” Julie, Tawana, and Sally sat down at an empty table while Kelly went up to the bar to order. She was back moments later. ...
    “They’re backed up with the opening rush,” she explained. “They’ll bring the drinks out to our table in a few minutes.” She then set a small red cube down on the table. “There’s no number on it,” said Sally. “How will they know which order is ours?” “Welcome to the twenty-first century,” laughed Julie. “There’s an RFID chip in the tag and the waitress has a locator built into her tray.” “Oh,” said Sally, still not quite understanding how the waitress was going to find them. A few minutes later, a waitress approached the table. Like all of the women in the club, she was naked... almost. She, like all the other waitresses, was wearing 4" black, stiletto heels and shiny, vinyl-like stockings that came up to the middle of her thigh. “She’s at least got a little bit of clothing on,” said Sally, “but she looks more naked that we do.” “That’s the idea,” said the waitress with a smile as she set a tray laden with drinks on the table. “It also makes me stand out in the crowd.” On the tray with the drinks was a small black box that was flashing “FF41." “That’s our table number,” explained Julie. Kelly held up her wrist and said, “Scan it for five for the tip.” “Want to go double or nothing on the tip if I can guess who gets which drink?” asked the waitress. “Why not?” answered Kelly, matching the waitress’s smile. “Double Jack on the rocks for the woman in charge,” said the waitress as she placed a drink in front of Kelly. “Rum and coke for the dark Jamaican beauty,” she continued as she set ...
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