Kent was so glad it was finally payday... finally some time when the wife was gonna be out of town... finally a night to blow off some steam alone. The guys had invited Kent out after work, and it seemed like only a couple of beers later and it was 8pm. Kentís motivations were changing fast. That loudmouth Jim guy that worked in accounting couldn't stop talking about a stripper at this club downtown. Kent was so glad it was finally payday... finally some time when the wife was gonna be out of town... finally a night to blow off some steam alone. The guys had invited Kent out after work, and it seemed like only a couple of beers later and it was 8pm. Kentís motivations were changing fast. That loudmouth Jim guy that worked in accounting couldn't stop talking about a stripper at this club downtown. Too much talk about shaved wet pussy was driving Kent crazy. Jim said she blew kisses with her pussy during her show, but then she even went so far as to blow floating soap bubbles out of her pussy without a wand. Jim wasn't gonna make it tonight, so Kent decided to venture down to 7th avenue alone, this was something he just had to see for himself. Here was the kind of thing that Kent didn't pay much attention to - he wasn't sure if the name of the club was Kittycat Club or Pussycat Club.. All that pussy talk would have confused any man, Kent chuckled to himself.. and of course there on 7th avenue, both club names were flashing at him in blinking pink neon... He went for Kittycat first; the doorman gruffly said "75 bucks Pal". Kent laughed at the obscene cover charge and decided to check out the Pussyclub down the street... As Kent walked back to his car he caught a glimpse of four or five guys slipping through the back door of what looked like the Kittycat Club back entrance... He thought to himself for a second.. "Fuck, I hate being taken for a chump... They make the poor slobs off the street pay 75 bucks to get in, I'm sure the regulars going through the back are only paying 30 or so to see the same show tonight. I guess this knowledge makes me a reg then." Kent smirked to himself as he slid through the back door... Suddenly Kent was caught in a pitch black hallway. He was disoriented and had to hold onto the wall as he moved forward in the direction of the bass thumping through the wall. He walked cautiously, trying to find the doorman. This was so odd he thought. Then a door flew open and he was pulled into an empty circular room, blue strobing light pulsating to the rhythm of the wildly loud music. A huge black bouncer dressed in black leathers grabbed Kent by the shoulders, roughly locking a collar and leash around his neck. Without a word, Kent was shoved through another door, into a dimly lit red velvet room. The far wall was completely mirrored and a velvet covered altar/table/bed stood in the middle of the room. It was a large raised table, nearly the size of a king-sized bed, but round, with several metal rings attached around its frame. Unsure of what was going to happen, Kent waited there, behind the locked door, pacing the room, trying to figure out what kind of sick punishment this was for guys trying to beat the ridiculous cover charge. Ten minutes passed before the door opened. Kent smiled to see a pretty tall woman enter wearing a long black velvet cloak, long leather boots gracing her sexy legs as she walked. She was not pleased to see Kent leering at her. She approached him sternly, jerking hard on the leash around his neck, making him fall immediately to his knees in front of her. "How DARE you even look at me you worthless fuck! you have to earn the right of favor in here, you untrained worthless slut! Now Kiss the bottom of my boot and prove to me you're willing to listen slut!" Kent was in shock at the overwhelming power of this woman and immediately did as he was told, leaning down, his cheek scraping the floor as he kissed the sole of Her boot. He lifted his head to look at Her and realized his mistake much too late. Her boot came down forcefully on Kentíss neck, pinning his face to the dirty concrete floor. She scowled at him: "You poor poor misbegotten, untrained, misbehaving little slutfuck. you're going to serve Mistress tonight like you never thought possible. My little asstoy is going to be all used up, isn't he ponyboy? hmmm? Answer me, fuck" "Yes Mistress" She pulled harshly on his leash, straining his neck, while her boot still held Kentís head firmly to the cold floor. "By the end of the evening the only thing you'll be able to think about is the pain in your balls from aching to cum so badly and the only question is.. will Mistress let you to cum at all my little cuntboy?" She laughed at him, lifting her boot, yanking hard on his leash, making Kent rise up tall on his knees for Her. He was careful this time not to lift his gaze to look at her. "Let's have a good look at you fuckboy... mmmmmm you are built like a greek god aren't you?.... what's your name ponyboy?" "Kent Mistress" She caressed his shoulders through black satin gloved hands, assessing his strength and then working her way down to his chest. Then Mistress roughly grabbed Kentís nipple, pulling twisting hard, making him wince in pain. "This is what you need, isn't it slut?" She pulled harder, jerking at his nipple, forcing his response "Yes Mistress" "Then say it for me fuckslut, say it.. I need Mistress to teach this slut..." "I need Mistress to teach this slut.." "Good cockboy.... now take off all your clothes.. don't keep Mistress waiting..." Kent complied, obediently stripping naked, now standing before his Mistress, holding his clothes in his hand, staring at the floor, waiting for further instruction. "How much money do you have with you tonight Kentslut?" "300 dollars Ma'am" Mistress stood looking down at her new slave, taking a deep breath as if supremely disappointed. She turned, took a crop down from the wall, and tucked the end of the crop under Kentís chin, forcing him to lift his gaze to hers. "300 isn't enough now is it you worthless littlefuck?" Mistress impatiently tapped the riding crop up & down his chest as she spoke: "Iím going to have to take out your service in trade as well... so be it.. take the money from your wallet, put it in your mouth, and crawl over to that chest, placing the money in that bowl, then crawl back to me, littlefuck..." Mistress smacked his ass with the riding crop to emphasize her orders. God! the rough way this woman treated him made his cock hard! Kent bit down on the 300 dollars, sank to his knees and thought while he crawled over to the chest by the door, his hard cock dangling and flopping between his legs, his leash trailing behind his naked stinging ass. "What the hell have I gotten into here? This Mistress makes my cock throb, that's for sure, but for 300 bucks I better be getting the best fucking blowjob of my life and then some!" Kent could feel Her eyes burning a hole through him as he moved along the cold dirty floor... He liked feeling Her eyes sizing him up... As he turned and crawled toward her, he exaggerated his movements, stretching off his back muscles, putting on a show for Mistress that he could tell she enjoyed.... He was beginning to like being treated as a pet, a fucktoy... Kentís thoughts were quickly interrupted.... THWACK! The crop came thundering down over Kentís back... "DON'T keep Mistress waiting for you EVER fuckworm... you serve ME! understand?" "Yes Mistress" "Rise up.. uncover your Mistress..." Kent stood to take her black velvet cape, feeling the weight of the rich velvet, the quality of the smooth fabric in his hands, and then, in that moment, he caught the sight of Her lovely body in the mirror. His eyes grew wide, taking in her sumptuous frame, the elegant black leather boustierre that wrapped her curves up like the finest gift. He was intoxicated by the scent of her, her graceful catlike motions, her knowing air.... Kent wanted nothing more than to take this fine woman to his bed and now... Mistress saw Kent looking in the mirror at her. She raised a stern eyebrow at him, staring at his hardened cock as she spoke...."You approve then, ponyboy? I'm so glad Mistress pleases you, easyfuck, but your pleasure is not my purpose... Get on the altar for me now!" Kent moved quickly, kneeling on the table, as Mistress moved in closer, examining, caressing his body, trailing the riding crop over his back, between his legs, twirling the crop around his balls, making his hard cock drip from the tip. "I can see I'm going to have to take care of this problem aren't I, fuckslut?" She emphasized the word fuckslut with a Hard smack to Kentíss ass, making his body sway as he groaned. Mistress took something from a pocket of her cloak and moved between her slaveboy's legs, binding a cock and ball harness around Kentís proud steel cock. He felt his shaft become encased in a tight black leather sheath exposing only the head... then Mistress wrapped one strap around the root of his cock, sliding another strap around his scrotum, while a third separated his balls. He could feel the leather binds squeezing his entire manhood like a gentle fist, making his cock throb from the power she placed over him. "There! This should keep that greedy little cock under control." "Now stay like that, kneeling for Mistress on the table like a good slut, Kent..... Good boy" Kent was already desperate to come, aching to feel Mistress pussy slicking up his cock, wishing she'd let him drive his cock deep into her, he'd make sure she'd scream his name......Mistress moved onto the table, facing opposite from him.. her knees at Kentís head. Kent took the opportunity to brazenly glare at Mistress' fine sleek pussy as she lay back on the table.... Kent watched as Her black gloved fingers slid her boustierre down, revealing her firm milky white tits, gorgeous pink nipples that were meant for his mouth to suck.... She could hear his thoughts.. "Keep your eyes to yourself Fucktoy, my body is NOT for your grazing pleasure..." "Yes Mistress, please" She sighed, as if she found his lack of training completely tiresome, She took her riding crop & tapped at his face in rhythm while she spoke. "Listen up slutty little cocktoy... you will do as I say.. and Nothing more... do you hear Me?" "Yes Mistress" Mistress moved to cup Kentís balls in the palm of her hand, squeezing firmly, clearly getting his attention, making his body rush with fever from Her control of him... "Now... ponyfuck... Every single time that I squeeze on your worthless balls, you will shake your head NO.. do you understand?" To emphasize her point, she squeezed his balls to within an inch of his tolerance, making every muscle in his face tighten as he gritted his teeth, answering "Yes Mistress" while desperately shaking his head No... His plight, combined with his strained gestures made her laugh at him... "ohh my little petboy... of all the things you will learn tonight, you will learn the pleasure of the ache I give you the most.. won't you slut?" "Yes Mistress" Mistress was still chuckling to herself when the door opened and a young well toned slaveboy entered the room on his knees, carrying his leash in his teeth... "Ahhh my tenderfuck has arrived to service Mistress like she needs - haven't you trystan?" "For Your Pleasure Mistress" "you are on time, that is good youngfuck, but wait there, I am not done with our babyslut"... Kent could feel his pulse racing.. What did this all mean? She teases me into a frenzy and then I get dismissed and *he* gets to fuck her? I just paid 300 bucks for what??? Kent was jealous, envious.. he needed to get off so fucking badly, but even more so, after all this torture, he wanted to please Her! She yanked harshly on Kentís leash.. "Pay attention ponyfuck... every single time that I jerk on this leash you will NOD your head, yes, won't you slut?" He nodded "Yes Mistress" "Good then.. you and I have established your use for tonight.. you are my YES man...and from now on, you won't speak one word again, will you cuntboy?" She squeezed his balls firmly, getting the 'no' shake of his head that she desired quickly... Mistress pushed a button on a remote control and the lighting changed to a soft blue velvet hue.. lively tribal or jungle music began pulsing a constant rhythm in an echoing drumbeat as Mistress called trystan to the table... Kent kneeled motionless, watching, knowing the kind of punishment any movement on his part would gain...trystan moved over Mistress, caressing her gorgeous ripe breasts, leaning down to her face, whispering words that made her laugh as she spread her thighs open to his young firm body... Mistress kept on hand on Kentís leash, the other cupping his balls as trystan poured kisses over her sumptuous body... She toyed with Kent: "new fuckslut's aren't worthy to fuck Mistress, are they ponyboy?,*squeezing* making him shake his head No.. you're just not good enough to fuck yet are you?" Kent shook his head no again as instructed, he could feel her humiliation, and what's worse, it was making his cock strain in its leather harness. trystan then began a love-dance with Mistress, caressing her everywhere, keeping in time with the music.. Mistress' body writhing from trystan's slightest touch.. trystan then moved to his knees between her thighs.. Kent kneeled motionless as trystan entered her. trystan slowly began to fuck her as the music swelled. Mistress pulled hard on Kentís leash... "You will move closer and watch Mistress' pussy get fucked raw, won't you slutboy? You will see what you can't have, ache to fuck me and know that you're not good enough to fuck Mistress, won't you slut?" (nod) Kent could barely stand it.. his cock was on fire, aching like hell to come from her rough words, from this wild display.. Kent did as he was told, nodding, moving his head down.. his face so so close to her wide open thighs.. watching trystan's hard cock stretch Mistress' pink wet pussy wide....taking in the whole perfect view of trystan's cock, much like his own thick fuckmuscle, slide in & out of that quivering slick pussy.. Kent could see her steamy fuckjuice splash & drip down over her tight little asshole while her pussy was stuffed tight.. slammed over & over again by trystan's unforgiving fuck... Kent was sweating, his whole body electrified ..he wasn't sure he could last, feeling his balls ache icy hot fire... Mistress was cummmming from the hard pounding her pussy was taking... her whole body shook as she moaned & panted, pulling only lightly on Kentís balls, jerking at his leash while she arched her back, succumbing to her orgasm. Kent watched her face in awe, mystified by her beauty and power, wanting to give her that same pleasure over & over again. Then he looked down to see her pussy gush a flow of creamy Mistress cum, making his tongue as hard as a rock. He swallowed hard as he watched the juice of heaven drip down over her tight little rosebud. trystan roared as he came hard into Mistress, his body jerking and convulsing, leaving trystan shuddering in the grasp of Mistress' long powerful thighs..... Then, without a word, trystan kissed Mistress on the lips and walked quietly out of the room, smiling, trailing his leash on the floor... Mistress pulled hard on Kentís leash as if nothing had happened.. "Look at me fuckslut" Kent nodded as he gazed at his Mistress, already that nod a reflex action....Mistress laughed, squeezing on Kentís balls tight as she asked..."Do you want to fuck your Mistress? Is that what you want boy?" Kent was going insane from her toying ways.. He shook his head "No" while dreaming his cock could leap off his body and start fucking her sadist mouthy pussy right then... "The smell of hot sex in the air and you don't want to fuck any pussy, ponyslut?" "no" "You'll just have to please my pussy the best way you can, won't you, tonguefuck? Trystan made such a sloppy mess of my pussy.... you'll clean it all up for Mistress, won't you ponyboy?" Mistress was pulling hard on Kentís leash, never stopping to comment on his continual nodding 'Yes' as he moved closer and closer to her dripping wet snatch. Kent found her ways so blissful, so humiliating, so erotic. He intended to please her pussy like She had never known before. But before he could open his mouth to oblige, Mistress pulled hard on Kentís hips, jerking his body, his ass into her black satin hands. Mistress spread Kentís buttcheeks wide, taunting her prey: "I forgot to give my ponyboy his ponytail... Now open wide for Mistress ponyfuck...that's my boy" Kent groaned as he felt a well lubricated dildo slide slowly into his ass, pushing, inch by inch, stretching him. Mistress thumped Hard on the dildo when it filled Kentís ass completely. Kent was shaking, he was impaled, violated, possessed, all while his cock pulsated with fever... He was so willing to give this Woman anything she wanted to take. "There there my slutty little cocktoy is all used up good & tight, isn't he?" Kent nodded, moaning at the tug on his leash. "Now my pretty fuck... Do what you were made for... lick and suck Mistress pussy all clean like a good fuckslut" Kent edged his face into Mistress' spread pussy, not moving, keeping his ass high in place for Mistress. Moaning, Kent opened his mouth to consume Her wet paradise pussy, lapping his tongue over her well fucked slit... lilting his tongue over her clit, then circling round & round, sucking down all the fuck juice that was flowing like the amazon only a minute before. He was in heaven, moaning at the taste of her cum, trystan's cum, Kent knew it was nasty and he didn't care...The hot meal of Her fucked Mistress pussy the most intoxicating sensation he'd ever known. Mistress began coaxing him with questions in quick fire succession, first pulling on his leash, then squeezing his balls: (leash) "Does Kentboy like what he's eating?" (balls) "Does my fuckslut need to cumĒ (leash) "Do you like eating trystan's cum for Mistress?"(balls) "Do you want to fuck your Mistress yet, slutboy?" Kent was insane with desire for her, his cock was making its holster jolt up & down from her teasing as his whole body twitched from her cruel game. Her torture intensified as her thumb strummed and thumped on the dildo in his ass in the same rhythm as she squeezed his balls on & off.. She continued his suffering - question after question, making Kentís hot mouth swirl back & forth & then up & down as he nodded and shook his head obediently tonguing her soaked pussy.... Mistress jolted Kent out of his pussy eating frenzy with a hard pull to his leash.... "Move to straddle my waist tonguefuck - it's Time. Mistress is going to cum and her Ponyboy is going to cum too, isn't he?" Kent moved like liquid fire, straddling her waist, his ass still high and exposed to her hands, becoming her asstoy completely. His face dove back into her steaming pussy. Kent gorged himself on the feast of her trystan fucking. He moaned while sucking; driving his hot tongue deeper into her lovehole, down to her asshole, tongue fucking deep, then back up her shiny slit again.... Mistress was purring, as she pulled on Kentís cockharness, finally loosing his cock from its binds... She leaned up, rimming Kentís ass with her hot tongue, while she burying the dildo hard, sliding it in & out of Kentís begging ass.. "Cum slaveboy.... jack your dirty cock on Mistress' tummy...spill your nasty seed while you worship Mistress pussy on the altar..." It was too much for Kent to take... his ass used completely, fucked hard & tight, feeling his balls about to burst from their wait. He spread his legs wide, hunching down on her tummy, humping her flesh wildly with his throbbing dry cock, while he craned his neck hard to get his tongue deeper and deeper into that hot squeezing fuck hole.... Mistress' pussy rose high, grinding into Kentís face. Her hips were bucking, the soft flesh of her tummy shaking and pulsing with spasms of pleasure against his hard cock ....She cried out as she cradled his ass in her gloved hands, fucking him harder and harder..."Cummmmmmmmm my fuckkkkkkkkk.... cummmmmm for meeeee.. " Kent groaned humping her stomach, grinding his cock up & down like an animal over her smooth flesh. Hearing her cum, he went over the edge, crying out and grunting as his cock spurted long jets of hot cum onto Her tummy. "Ohhhh myyyyy sluuuutttttttttttttttttt!!! That's my boyyy cummm hard with Mistress! ohhhhhhhhhhhhh....." Kent was tingling all over, nearly hyperventilating from coming so hard. His muscles were spent and he dare not lay his sweaty body on Mistress for long. He moved up to his knees and felt her gloved hand caressing his face. Mistress smiled as she leaned up to kiss him, removing his collar and leash. Then she whispered: "Take your 300 dollars from the bowl, my pet.... you'll find your tip there as well, I think another 300 will suffice for your splendid efforts this evening." Kent was so confused... Mistress just then adjusted the lights... As the room darkened, the mirrored wall revealed itself to be a two-way mirror.... Kent looked through the glass and saw a crowd of seated onlookers applauding... He chuckled, proud now that he had been such a perfect slave, wondering at the same time if his performance would have better or worse had he known? Kent kissed his Mistress and never bothered to count his money until he got home.