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[tanuno]

[berseh] The club 07
The car stopped.
Night was falling.

The door was opened.

There, waiting for us I saw them.

Staring hard. Already appraising me.
I knew then that it had always been planned ahead.

"Step down" ordered Lydia, keeping a tight hold of my arm.
"Remember not to say a word. Not a word, you understand?" and again this ferocious tone. "One word is worth three strokes of the crop! Or a whip if it happens inside. "

I must have let out a moan of fear.
Or defeat, because she pressed tighter.
The caress of the crop against my back told me...

"Now get out, you little pet!"

Shivering.
Shivering...

I stepped down on the pavement.

 

[tanuno]

[berseh] The club 08
It was nearly night but we were in plain sight, in a large avenue.
Would I be allowed to conceal my breasts from their gaze?

Lydia pressed my arm in her grip. Softly tapped the crop on my thigh. As a consumate Dom she had perceived my reflex.

No, I would not be allowed.

"Just in time" said the bald man."Congratulations on your catch".

He smiled at me, his eyes slowly going up and down. The masked man remained silent but his eyes went the same course.
I was pushed forward, closer to them and to the building behind.

Now was the time for me to free myself, yank her grip off! Now, to scream for help, to -

"You know the rules, Lydia" the man went on in the same tranquil and polite tone."Of course you know" he chuckled. "After all you're one of those who wrote them".

His eyes on me became hard.

"She must be collared before we step in".

All strength...
All my fighting mood... where was it?
I began to quiver. Goosebumps. React. React! React now! Why was I so weak? Like a mouse among three snakes.
A bird, and they were foxes.

The masked man who had kept his arms behind him calmly opened them.

I saw what they held.

 

[tanuno]

[berseh] The club 09
"The rule is that a person of your condition may only enter if properly collared" she said as her fingers swiftly and adroitly locked the object distinctive of my new status.

The strong feeling of the leather against my naked skin was a shock.
Her fingers fidgeting around the lock were cold.
Her gaze told me she knew more about me than I did.

She had imprisoned me.

I was mesmerized, fascinated, paralysed; unable to raise my arms and stop her from taking such advantage.

Fear. Doubt. Even a glimpse of terror struck me acutely, almost painfully.
I dared not meet the men's eyes but I was aware of their attention.

They owned me.

Conscious also that my body sent all sorts of confusing messages.
I was quivering. Protesting but also.. I felt like growing.

Expanding into the unknown.

 

[tanuno]

[berseh] The club 10
Pulling on the leash Lydia walked forward, to the entrance of the building.

In a dream I felt the tug. The collar pulled, made me follow her footsteps.
I believe I let a soft moan come out of my trembling chest.

In the corner of my eyes I could feel the men watching the show we must have offered.
Their gazes were razor sharp, like I was already their sacrificial plaything.

The emotion tightened my bare skin. My nipples must have hardened, exposing my sensuality.
My involvement.

There was no way I could pull off now.

I was the lamb, hypnotized by the bright, strong light coming from the hall.

My mind swirled in a messy rush of desires and fears and doubts and, trying to catch up to what I was letting me get into..
What will they want?
What will they do?

How will they get the most of me?


Will they get it?

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[berseh] The club 11

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