Lucy Attends Fuck Membership Pt. 01


This story is fictional, however such issues do occur in London. Belief me…

First rule of Fuck Membership is everybody talks about Fuck Membership! Or so it appeared to Lucy as she reached for a second glass of prosecco, pondering, not for the primary time, what the fuck am I doing right here?

She was upstairs within the kind of transformed East London warehouse that had largely been became bars or microbeweries, however this was somewhat totally different. The blokes have been gathering downstairs — what number of guys, Lucy questioned: ten, twenty? And the women had been instructed to attend upstairs, the place they gathered — dressed at most in a pair of skimpy panties and footwear, with not rather more on than that. Sizzling (a few of them in each sense of the phrase), anticipatory feminine our bodies in every single place.

The prosecco took a few of the heady edge off Lucy’s convulsing mind, however solely somewhat. Some ladies have been chatting in a pleasant method to one another, naked flesh no obstacle to socialising. Others have been calm, withdrawn, virtually meditating. Some have been touching up their make-up. Just a few regarded outright terrified. The palpable pleasure, concern and arousal in anticipation of what was to come back was like a miasma on the mazzanine. Lucy popped to the lavatory for a 3rd time. Rattling this! She thought to herself as she sat within the unisex bathroom, taking a look at graffitied partitions with all method of expletive filth scrawled in sharpie on the bathroom door. A scrubby, tough setting. Completely becoming for Fuck Membership, Lucy thought, as she relieved herself once more.

Since she had begun her entry on this planet of kink with Grasp Kane, Lucy had turn into way more conscious of the huge universe of BDSM. Being a lovely skilled girl in her 20s, she was, standard on the scene (who’d have thought!), although scrupulously cautious to keep up her anonymity. Phrase went out by means of numerous on-line networks about Fuck Membership: a intercourse optimistic, professional feminist assembly run by a number one member of the scene who specialised in satisfying the general public BDSM sexual fantasies of younger, or youngish ladies, all in a protected atmosphere. He was often called Grasp A. Lucy felt her fingers race the primary time she typed a message to him, questioning the place it could lead, and some weeks later, right here she was, wearing a lot skimpier underwear than the M & S arrange she wore when she took her first tentative steps with Grasp Kane, mixing with fellow kinky ladies from everywhere in the nation (maybe, everywhere in the world), however all drawn right here for a similar primal causes.

Ultimately, Princess T referred to as the women down. Princess T was Grasp A’s assistant. A slim, hard-edged girl with elegant, black hair, black eyeliner, carrying an austere black costume that hugged her slim determine. Just like the x rays in Bonfire of the Vanities. Good for a Domme. Like a youthful model of Sylvia, Lucy thought.

“Once I end ladies, you’ll go downstairs.” She pointed a Cruella de Vil sort finger in direction of the highest of the winding spiral staircase. “Keep in mind the Home Guidelines. No speaking until you might be spoken to, observe directions always. Elevate your hand for those who really feel uncomfortable and wish to cease at any time and somebody will come and launch you from the scene.”

Lucy’s tummy was in turmoil now. She was grateful for her flat footwear as she descended the staircase. Different ladies have been in heels and he or she observed they appeared very precarious as they went down. She regarded on the scene downstairs — oh my fucking god! There appeared not less than thirty guys, greater than she anticipated, largely round her age, or barely older, both skinny and wiry, or extra muscular, however practically all toned and standing with a predatory aura, carrying tight becoming t shirts, and comfortable black or gray briefs. Rather a lot have been tattooed and pierced. They regarded up on the prepare of women descending the staircase, and a visceral, sexual hubbub rose within the environment as the 2 sexes, Mars and Venus, encountered one another for the primary time. Extra uncovered flesh than a Botticelli portray.

Within the centre of the room, a sq. stage that resembled a boxing ring, with ropes across the edge. Grasp A stood in the course of the ring, wanting larger, extra domineering, extra BDSM than Lucy remembered from the civilian pre-meeting she had with him: a black masks round his eyes, naked chested, leather-based trousers sheathing his muscular thighs, arms folded.

Lucy clambered into the ring with the opposite ladies and assumed the nadu place as Princess T had instructed: kneeling, eyes down. One after the other the women have been instructed to crawl to the centre of the room and state three likes, and three limits that might form their participation this night. When it was Lucy’s flip her nerves have been within the stratosphere. She was achieved at advocacy in essentially the most gruelling of courtrooms. However this!

She felt herself turning into an object as she crawled to the center of the ring, conscious of her knees on the tarpaulin, sensing the eyes of the boys upon her, like beasts stalking their prey. The identical emotions she had when she first displayed for Grasp Kane on his step, solely accentuated a hundredfold. So this was what public show felt like.

“Limits: anal, fisting, choking; likes: spanking, different ladies, sucking cock”, she managed to articulate her factors, acutely aware that her accent was extra obtained pronunciation than the opposite ladies. A ripple from the viewers. Was {that a} contact of laughter? “I guess she does!” she heard a male voice say. Her mouth was so dry now, tongue shy at the back of her throat, she felt the lights of the room on her along with the gaze of the group, a sizzling flush alighting on her cheeks and neck. Totally conscious of how a lot naked flesh she was displaying off, the excessive lower of her panties, the tightness of her bra. She crawled again to the facet of the ring and resumed her nadu, relieved that she had managed to say one thing coherent.

Lucy had been instructed the overview of what would occur: a collection of rounds, every culminating in a winner, with a ultimate champion on the finish. Apart from that, little or no. Solely Grasp A, and Princess T have been allowed to difficulty directions. The opposite guys have been to observe their lead, the women have been the subs. There to obey.

“Spherical 1,” mentioned Grasp A, nonetheless, asserting his dominance over the ring. “Spanking!”

The ladies have been arrange across the exterior fringe of the ring. Participation in each spherical was voluntary, however Lucy had heard that spanking was possible, and — effectively, she was skilled in that not less than from Grasp Kane. She took her place standing exterior the ring.

“Palms on the rope, any woman who lets go is eradicated.” Mentioned Grasp A, his voice stern, gravelly now. Lucy took her place and clenched the rope together with her fists, the woman to her left to her was paler than her, barely chubbier, filled with tattoos, a lacy corset sort outfit, doc martin boots, dyed blonde hair. To her proper, a slim Chinese language woman, in skimpy black bra and thong panties. She might really feel their flesh, their scent, their aroma, their nerves. These three ladies — strangers till now, presenting themselves obediently, bottoms introduced outwards.

The spanks began. Slowly at first. The blokes went spherical behind the women, spanking every woman’s backside for thirty seconds at a time, then a whistle sounded, and every spanker moved to the left. There was laughing, from nerves, the sound of slaps, echoing across the tight partitions of the room, containing writhing our bodies.

It was onerous being spanked by a number of spankers, one thing Lucy had by no means skilled. The rhythm of every was totally different, she could not inform who was spanking her which meant she extra aware of her uncovered backside, although paradoxically the embarrassment was eased somewhat — partially by the prosecco, partially that she was in good firm with different ladies sharing her destiny. It was virtually enjoyable. She might take fairly a spanking due to her self-discipline from Grasp Kane, and began moving into it, wriggling her backside to entice the spankers. Just a few cheeky feedback, “come on Sir, is that each one you’ve got bought!” She might really feel herself reworking right into a performer, revelling within the public show of her spanked backside. No ladies had bowed out but. They’d all come to show themselves.

However after a couple of rounds the cheeky feedback the giggles ceased, turning to mewls, yelps, gasps. The ladies have been discovering it more durable by now. The rising exertion, soreness and discomfort was punctuated by the dingaling of a bell, like an actual boxing ring. Utterly centered now, Lucy took some time to grasp what was taking place — a lady had lastly ceded.

Then got here the implements. Lucy felt, initially the uninteresting, concentrated thud of a brush. Then the sear of a paddle, ripping into her tender backside. A number of extra ladies discovered this an excessive amount of and the bell rang much more often. Ultimately — and this was signalled by the sharp faucet faucet of a slender rod massaging her already stinging backside. Oh my god, she bit her lip.. the cane.

Lucy bore six strokes of the cane. Her mouth gasping, her head rearing up as her backside obtained the strokes The wielder was extreme. Emitting a pointy, primal yell on the sixth stroke, she launched her palms, stood up, and the dingaling of the bell signalled her exit.

She turned spherical to take a look at her caner, however he appeared to have receded again into the throng of men in briefs. Respiration deeply, and rubbing her backside — holy fuck that damage! She took within the scene once more: males, very sexy now, she might sense the taught outlines of their muscle mass, their sweat, their erections straining their briefs. Many of the ladies now tending to their sore bottoms across the fringe of the ring. Lucy was inwardly thrilled to notice she was one of many final to cede. Maybe she might have taken extra, however there was no level in breaking herself in spherical one. She noticed the spherical climax — two ladies every on reverse sides of the ring, grunting and gasping as they obtained the ultimate implement, the evil cut up ended Lochgelly tawse.

The winner, a pale redhead, with a meaty backside (that can give her some safety, thought Lucy, seeing the uncooked, barely welted expanse of her substantial rump). She had a nostril ring, and a Saltire tattooed on her arm. Lucy was undoubtedly in several firm. However credit score to her. The Saltire woman was led into the ring after her opponent conceded – head collapsing on the ring, tears in her eyes, consoled in her runner up place by a few different ladies. Saltire woman’s arm was held aloft by Grasp T as she did a 360 flip displaying her marked backside like a trophy. The room was in a heightened frenzy by now. The blokes had their appetites whetted by spanking such keen bottoms. And the women have been sizzling and sore and primed for extra. What subsequent?