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

    the second drink in front of Tawana. “White wine for the pale Irish lass,” she said with a laugh as she set the wine glass in front of Julie. “And, of course,” she finished, “a blue band special for our newbie blue bander.” As she set the fourth drink in front of Sally, Kelly raised her wristband and said, “It was worth the extra five to see the expressions on their faces... especially hers.” She pointed at Sally. The waitress scanned Kelly’s wristband and then picked up the little box from the table and set it on her tray with the remaining drinks. The flashing number on her tray immediately changed to FF23 and she hurried off. “What’s this ‘newbie blue band’ stuff?” Sally asked as soon as the waitress had stepped away from the table. “Newbie means that this is your first time here,” Kelly answered. “The blue wristband means you belong to us. We three have already signed the paperwork to become members, so you are here sort of as our guest.” She patted Sally’s hand. “That is OK with you isn’t it?” “Yeah, I guess so,” Sally answered quietly. “What’s in the drink?” she then asked, holding the blue band special up to look at it in the light. “No alcohol,” answered Tawana. “Since we are effectively members, the age restriction doesn’t apply– that’s a weird loophole in the law– so we can have real booze. But it doesn’t apply to someone beneath us.” Sally was going to ask about that “beneath us,” comment, but Julie cut her off by continuing, “It’s just some soda water, a little ...
    flavoring, a little blue coloring... and some very special herbs and stuff like that to help you relax and get you all horny.” “Oh, OK,” Sally replied as she took a tentative sip of the drink. It tasted wonderful and the herbs, or whatever they were, felt so soothing on her tongue and throat. “You sure there’s no alcohol?” she asked again. “No,” they answered together. “Promise... you’re sure?.. no alcohol?” Sally continued. “... cause if they help me relax, I might be having several of these tonight and I don’t handle alcohol very well.” “There’s no alcohol and I’ll buy you as many as you want,” said Kelly with a laugh. Just relax and enjoy the evening. They were about half-way through their drinks when a dozen small spotlights began sweeping throughout the room. “It’s time to select our first pole riders for tonight,” said a deep male voice. Sally thought his voice sounded familiar. She knew that she had heard it somewhere before, perhaps from a game show or commercials on TV. “Our first lucky rider is Tracey Douglas!” the announcer gushed as if presenting the grand prize for the day. The twelve lights suddenly converged on a young, blond girl sitting at a table with four other women. She stood up and waved to the crowd as four women in black jeans and T-shirts approached the table. The back of the shirts said “Security” in bright neon yellow letters that probably glowed in the dark. The women themselves looked like they had just stepped off the set of a “Dykes on Bikes” ...
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