Lady’s Night Out

They loved to gather together to be pampered. They showered and got into the club’s robes and went to get a soak first. Long chats in the whirlpool then a sit in the sauna. Till their skin was gently flushed and puckered. Then they had a mani and pedi while their nails were quite pliable. Massages followed. Full body ones that often seemed more like torture than any curative or restive aid. The ladies could ask for a happy ending or not, as they chose.
All the while they chatted about life, love and sex…
In the other half of the club, was a gentleman’s club. With the infamous glory holes and lap dancers. With a twist. The lips that were serving them were as male as their own, little did they realize. The ladies in the club were loaning or prostituting out their slaves and subs while they were there getting their bodies cared for.
Why you might ask?
While they were being tended, they were watching the men’s activity due to the well placed and well hidden cameras. Every once in a while, someone rich or famous was being serviced and the camera began to record the event. If there was ever a need the men could help with, they were supplied with a picture of both sides of the curtain of the glory hole with time and date stamps. Obviously this couldn’t be done often. So it had to be of critical need

There was a small stage in the meeting room, where the ladies happily gathered. They had one of their subs or slaves put on demos of what they had learned that week. The more experienced ones were a joy to watch as they went thru their paces. Often they found they had a happy audience who clapped at their stellar performances. The new ones often found themselves heckled. It didn’t take long before they were practicing for weeks on any new skills and taking notes when the more experienced ones performed. Which made their dominant happy and proud.
The stage was also used by some of the artistic subs and slaves for erotic dancing. Some were of a burlesque style and some were more Eastern.
And the stage also had some rope work for the ladies to enjoy. A few of them enjoyed just watching, but a few were avid ropers themselves.
But for some the best act was when their sub or slave was paired with another male to engage in sexual acts. There were some delicious moments and many a robe was shifted so the ladies could take care of their excitement discretely. These sexual entanglements were filmed on the sly, in case the sub or slave was ever let go due to disobedience. It didn’t happen often. The men were well vetted, but occasionally a bad fit slipped thru.

The ladies who practiced their knots often liked to humiliate their subs or slaves by leaving them in unsafe places. Where being bound and helpless could result in being used against their will by those who found them. The men were not made aware that all exits and entrances were guarded, so the only people who got near them, were in fact vetted.
Or they were bound in ways that could risk their life or limb if the dominant erred. For these, the ladies would work as pairs, junior and senior mentor.
Here the men were well aware of the security cameras and the fact they were recording. It was part of the agreement that the tapes would be posted on the club’s website as porn. SO everyone in them wore masks. Each had their special decorations on the mask. So to be sure the ladies had ammo, they found a moment or two somewhere early in their relationship to get pictures of the sub or slave donning the mask. Again, for the disobedient who needed a reminder not to discuss the club after they left.

When the ladies wanted a mall date, they put a shock collar on their sub or slave. Every time they received a charge, they were to rub up against a stranger near them. Only the newbies were allowed to make it appear accidental. They were eventually supposed to make it appear flirtatious, but not creepy. So the dominants practiced with them first. Finding a smaller space and a woman or man who seemed interested in them was more key, if it appeared purposeful. Narrow halls or aisles and crowds were turned into opportunities. So busy mall days were turned into fun.

The ladies brought their pets on leash to put them thru their paces and reward them for what they learned. They learned obedience and were put on show. There was a circuit for them to walk around, games to play that taught them obedience and manners, a circus and finally a parade where the proud owners had a chance to display their pet’s good behaviour. The owners were beaming and even the pets smiled.
A fun day was had by all.

The subs and slaves were paired by size and ability, then disrobed and made to fight each other. The head dominant played referee. The ladies seemed to be more vicious than the fighters. In fact, some fights broke out in the audience. The head dominant had to threaten them with being barred if they continued to comport themselves in such a fashion. She was really angry and the ladies knew it.
Again the subs and slaves wore masks, but they were filmed putting them on.
At the end of the fights, the final man standing was given his choice of defeated to have anal sex with. The ladies were happy to watch, of course.

In the basement of the club was a dungeon. It had small cells to hold the naked subs and slaves that weren’t being brutalized at the time. There were spanking benches, St Andrew’s crosses, some stretching benches, a few milkers and some hooks and pullies in the ceiling. Plus coils of rope and tools and floggers for the dominants to use. There were a few quiet areas too for the dominants to relax in and the subs and slaves to be comforted in.
The dungeon would have made the priests of old tremble with excitement.

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