No Good Deed Goes Unpunished · Part 2

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished · Part 2 (2/2)
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“Of course,” he said and offered me his arm. I took his arm and he guided me to his luxury car. It took some work but I managed to sit in the car just as we started driving. The dildo inside my pussy started to vibrate slightly. When I looked at him, he said, “something to get you warmed up.”

We drove for about an hour making small talk, until we drove into a parking garage in the business section of downtown. We drove all the way to the bottom, which I thought was strange. On the bottom level of the nearly empty garage were several cars, all of them being really nice and expensive looking. Once we parked, he helped me out and again commented on how good I looked in the dress.

“This is a fetish club and it has really good food. We will fit in nicely with the way we’re dressed,” he said. He led me to the back of the car and opened the trunk. “Tonight is ‘Ladies Night.’ That means the ladies have to be restrained at all times. You can pick or trust me.”

I rolled my eyes before replying, “Since I am going to have to trust you all night I might as well start now.” He gave me a childish grin before reaching into the truck. I heard a bag being unzipped and he stood up holding a black, same color as my dress, latex mono-glove armbinder. “Should I be afraid that you have a bag full of restraints just hanging out in the trunk of your car?”

He laughed and said “I am an Eagle Scout and the scout motto is ‘Be Prepared.’ Since you made it clear we were going to be talking about the basement and closet, I took a chance. When I saw you in the dress and got the text that you gave me control, I figured take you here rather than where I had originally planned. I gambled and won this time, but to answer your question, if you let me put you into this then yes you should be scared.” He said the last with a seductive and mischievous look in his eyes.

I turned my back to him, put my arms behind my back and said, “Just make sure that if I regret this, I REALLY regret this.”

He leaned in close behind me and whispered into my ear, “I normally hate when a woman tries to top from the bottom, however for this one time, your wish is my command.” He then started to work the armbinder up my arms. Since I had already put my palms together, he had no trouble sliding my hand into the bottom of the mono-glove. With the ease he slides the armbinder up and around my forearm it must have been pre-lubed. Reaching around in front of me he crossed the straps at the top of the armbinder above my breasts and attached them to the top of the opposite side of the restraint and tightened them to his liking. Next, he grabbed the D-ring at the bottom of the armbinder and zipped the top. As the zipper raised my arms were forced closer together until my forearms were squeezed together. Once the zipper was all the way up, he used a padlock to lock it in place.

I looked down and noticed that with my arms squeezed together my breasts were even more pronounced and bulging ready to pop out of the top of the corset dress. I realized that there was little to no chance of them remaining in place all night. I wiggled a little to test the armbinder and quickly figured out that I wasn’t getting out of it without help. “Nice, although I don’t see how I am going to be able to eat like this.”

I hadn’t noticed that when I was testing the armbinder he had retrieved something else from the bag. I was surprised when he wrapped a three-inch-wide metal collar around my neck and clicked shut when both sides connected. “O shoot! I forgot and left the key at my place, so you have to come over so I can release you from the collar,” he said with a mischievous grin.

Rolling my eyes I said, “Lead the way, Master.”

He turned back to the trunk to retrieve something when the vibrators inside my panties increased in activity. I was already worked up from the vibrations of the trip here, but all I could do was moan since the dress prevented me from ever wiggling my crotch. He then attached a leash to the collar. “Follow me, my pet,” he said and led me towards an unlabeled door. I saw another car drive up and a couple got out. They were also dressed to play but the woman wasn’t restrained yet.

We followed the other couple through the door into a short hall. Music could be heard plus people talking. The couple turned left and went into a small door. Bill led me to the right and through a nicely decorated black set of double doors. Beyond the doors was a bondage / fetish club right out of some of the stories I have read and fantasized about.

There were people all over dressed in every possible fetish out imaginable. There were people in leather, latex, PVC and in nothing but restraints. You had people in pet play gimp-suits, ponies (both male and female) and even the servers were wearing latex and minorly restrained. The club also have several bondage devices and a couple forced fucking machines. There were chains and cuffs hanging all over against the wall, ceiling and attached to the floor in various places. There were two bars with stools and a third bar but it was just for servers’ use. Some of the bar stools had dildos sticking up from them and had cuffs for the occupant’s ankles so the person could not get off the dildo.

I was led to a high table and assisted to the best sitting I could do in my dress. Just as I sat down, I moaned loudly as an orgasm erupted between my legs. The orgasm was a long one and restrained like I was all I could was ride it out. I twisted and struggled as much as the armbinder and corset dress permitted. Bill grabbed my face and forced a very passionate kiss on me. My orgasm continued and his kiss lasted, which seemed like a long time.

When I came down from my ecstasy, Bill released my face and asked, “Are you ready to order?” He laughed when I just looked at him still breathing as hard as the corset let me. “Ok, I’ll order for the both of us. After he ordered he noticed I was struggling and squirming. “You know that’s distracting and if you keep it up concentrating on dinner is going to be difficult.”

“Sorry Master,” I replied. “I’m kind of distracted by the ‘warm up’ toys you have me wearing.” He just chuckled and let me stew. I had another orgasm, which was more intense, before the food arrived. I hadn’t even fully recovered when a plate of food was placed in front of me.

“Let me help you with that,” the waitress said. She then reached into the top of my corset and pulled the breast that hadn’t popped out during the struggles of my second orgasm. She looked over to Bill, who nodded, and then she leaned over and began to suck one of my nipples and use her fingers to play with my other one. In no time I was rocked by the biggest orgasm yet. My whole life was centered around the pleasure coming from my crotch and breast. The pleasure finally ended and the waitress kissed me as passionately as Bill had, “I’m Wanda. Come back tomorrow and we can continue,” she whispered to me after she broke the kiss. She thanked Bill and then left to return to work.

“Look at you, making friends already,” Bill said. He then began to eat. In between his bites he would cut my food and feed me. It was the most exciting dinner I ever had. Since Bill never turned off the vibrators, I had two more orgasms. After we finished eating, he said, “It looks like you’re well done.”

Breathing heavily, I replied, “If you turn off the damned vibrators and give me a few minutes I’ll be good for a little bit.”

“It looked like you were really enjoying them.” He reached into one of his pockets and turned the vibrators up to a very high setting. I moaned loudly and began to struggle. “Since you have trouble watching your language you will have to endure this setting or,” he reached into another pocket, removed a cockgag and dangled it in front of my face.

“Turn it off,” I almost yelled. “Please turn them off.” He turned the vibrators off and gave me a drink of water. When he put the glass down, he held the gag up in front of my face. I opened my mouth and he shoved the gag in. The cock was sized good enough that it didn’t trigger my gag reflex but was thick enough that it would keep me quiet. He helped me up and led me away from the table by my leash.

I was led around and got a good look at all the restraints, toy and machines. Bill guided me down a hall with several doors. Opening a few of them he explained they were for private sessions. He ended the tour with us at one of the bars.

“Do you like what you say?” I nodded and then he said, “I’ll be back.” Just before he left, he waved Wanda over. “I need someone to keep my pet here out of trouble.”

“Sir, I will be happy to,” she eagerly said. He handed her my leash and walked away. She knelt me down next to a bar stool and removed my gag, before she unzipped the crotch of her latex catsuit. She climbed onto the stool and slowly lowered herself so her ass was filled with the attached dildo. After she pushed some buttons on the bar, she put her ankles into metal cuffs under the stool. The cuffs locked themselves firmly around her ankles. She turned so her crotch was facing me.

I noticed the way she was sitting, her pussy and clit were right at the edge of the stool. I pulled forward until my face was buried into her wet pussy. I felt something wrap around my collar neck and heard a click. I tried to pull back but discovered I was stuck to the stool with my face shoved into Wanda’s pussy.

“You’re stuck there for 30 minutes,” she said. “If you don’t make me cum twice, I will tell your master you misbehaved. Feel free to make me cum as such as you can.” I eagerly began to lick and suck her. It didn’t take long before she had her first orgasm. I continued to lick and suck her, dragging her orgasm out. Since I kept going it didn’t take long before she came a second time. This time, when she was cumming down, I bit her clit just hard enough for her to explode again in a brand-new orgasm. I brought her to a third orgasm before we were released.

I was helped to my feet by Bill. “I am very glad you are enjoying yourself,” he said. “I set you up with a membership here. If you want to come back, you can. I hope you don’t come back without me but the choice is yours.” After he helped Wanda off the stool and thanked her for keeping out of trouble, he put the gag back in and led me out of the club.

After a short drive we pulled into a large estate. He helped me out and led me to the house. Once inside I was led to a large bedroom. He released my leash so I could look around. The bedroom was large and impressive. Everything was made from solid matching wood and looked good. He walked up behind me, turned me to face the bed and gently pushed me to the edge of it. Bill took his time unlacing my corset dress, turned on my vibrators to a high setting, then he reached around me and began to play with my nipples. I moaned into my gag and leaned into him enjoying the sensations. He continued to play with my nipples until I orgasmed. When my orgasm started, he pinched both my nipples which increased the intensity of my orgasm. I screamed into my gag and struggled against the armbinder, but just leaned into Bill and came like a made woman.

I was still having orgasm aftershocks when I was bent over the bed and my leash was attached to something keeping bent over. The vibrators were turned off and then my panties were removed. After the panties were slid off my legs, my ankles were spread out and cuffed preventing me from closing my legs. I yelped around the gag and Bill shoved his face into my pussy and began to eagerly lick and suck all my juices. He got me off again before he stood up. Without warning he forcefully shoved his cock deep into my wet pussy. He fucked me like a madman. His thrusts were long, forceful, and fast. Since I was sensitive I came twice in rapid succession before he grunted, twitched and shot his load into me. The last orgasm was more than I could handle and I passed out totally exhausted.

I woke up laying in the most comfortable bed in the world covered in the softest sheet. I sat up and looked around only to discover I had nothing to wear and that the collar was still locked around my neck. I got up and took a long hot shower. After the shower I walked out of the room and followed my nose to the dining. Bill was there and grinned when I walked in.

“God, you're an attractive woman.” He got up, took my hand and guided me to a seat. After I sat down, he asked, “What did you think about last night?’ “It was an awesome night,” I replied.

I guess the saying ‘No Good Deed Goes Unpunished’ is true.

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished · Part 2 (2/2)
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