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7/15/2023 7:06 am

Chapter Five

He felt her before he saw them crossing the room. It seemed like he had been chained to the pillar for hours, but it had only been for about 45 minutes as he looked up at the watch on his wrist, still secured over his head, teasing him with how short his time of confinement had been, considering what he had seen happening with others around the room. As his muscles began to speak of the ache and his body groaned against the way he was chained to the pillar, he remembered back to some of his pilates classes and began to work his way through his body, flexing the muscles to alleviate the strain and help him calm the rushing of a nervous heart and a underlying fear of what would happen with him, if and when someone came to put a claim in on him.

He had lost track of his friends, shortly after their arrival and wondered what or who they might be playing with. The thought also crossed his mind that they might be watching him from where they were, to see how he handled himself in their world. He took a deep breath, biting down on his bit gag and swallowing back the saliva to conserve his energy and calm his spirit. He was certain, that something would happen to him before his time was said and done at this club, meanwhile, he continued to look around and watch the displays going on, from the single tail whipping display over on the east side of the stage, where the Mistress was making her male slave dance, to the fire display on the south side of the club floor where a Master was doing a fire exhibition on the body of a beautiful young red head.

She was blindfolded during the display, but from the look on her face, he could tell her Master had her deep in that world called subspace, where the border between pleasure and pain blended into an almost indistinguishable balance of sensations that narrowed the person's world down to what they were feeling and what they were hearing from their partner. He himself had been in that zone before, and found himself envying the girl, knowing she was experiencing things that added such depth and color to her life, that in the right hands she would be willing to explore and push her limits far beyond what she dreamed herself capable of back in the regular sexual world they had all come from.

The music continued to blare from the speakers as he let his eyes wander over to the bar area where he saw the young French waitress turning from the bar with a single drink on her tray. From what he could see, it looked like a Bloody Mary, but the overhead disco glitter show bouncing the light around, made it hard for him to be sure. But as he looked in the direction she was headed, he saw a stirring in the crowd as the crush of people seemed to be splitting down the middle for something that was progressing their way.

As the crowd parted ways, he saw a hot blonde in a sexy blood red gown talking with people, and a leash attached to the collar at her throat. He tried to see where the leash ran back to, but the crowd kept jostling for position around the girl and her Mistress, so he could not fully gather a feel for what had the crowd stirred up. As he took a closer look at the blonde, he bit down on his gag in appreciation for how well it draped her frame. She was hot, beautiful, one of those beach girls that seemed to be part of the Southern California beach scene, and yet here she was, on a leash, and wearing a collar and talking excitedly with a couple to the left of the group. He wondered who was the Lady in control of such a fine female form, and found a nervous lump of energy race through his system.

The crowd moved into a better lit area, so he could focus better on the sight, and he saw the waitress kneel before a slender woman, with pale skin, who seemed to glow in the green dress that hugged all the curves in just the right places. It was clear this was the Woman that was controlling the chaos that evolved around her with a bemused grin on her face as she kept a loose leash in her hand while listening to the waitress who had knelt and presented the drink to her. As his eyes adjusted to the lighting, he also saw a club bodyguard off to the side, but keeping some space between the Woman, her pet and the group of people that were circling them like something free was about to be handed out to them. The bodyguard was built, tall, but her body language, although reading alert, seemed to sag a bit as she looked at the VIP she was watching out for.

He wondered what that was all about, as he continued to look and then blushed as he felt eyes find him from the center of the group. He blinked and looked again, and there it was, She was looking back at him as she took the drink from the French waitress and studied him from across the room. Even with all the noise going on and the music blaring, it felt suddenly as if a cold breeze flooded his body and he found himself sinking into the depths of her gaze, hearing or sensing her calling to him, probing his soul in ways that a mere glance should never be able to do. He sought to break away from the gaze and looked down momentarily, yet found himself lifting his head back up to find her eyes still upon him as she signaled to the bodyguard behind her, who stepped close to the Lady, nodded her head and took a leash from her waist, snapped it around the collar of the waitress and proceeded to lead her off to the right, through a curtained off area, to the side of the stage and then both were out of his sight, yet he still felt her eyes upon him as he found himself having to look back and present himself to this strange enchantress of a Woman.

He straightened and arched his back against the wall and began to appreciate the tale of those science teachers who told of how some snakes were able to almost hypnotize their prey into submission before the fatal blow was launched and dinner was served. He shuddered as he stood straight, leaned against the pole as if to draw strength from it, yet felt in his soul the power of her gaze as she seemed to summon him to her, and he found himself as excited by the look in her eyes as he was alarmed by it.

She was curious about him as he stood chained there. There was something different about him, that went beyond the surface. Sure he was cute, but there were others with better bodies then his, yet, there was something in his eyes, as he stared back at her, that showed there was more substance to this one then most. She heard all the chatter going on around her as she sipped her Bloody Mary, and she heard Deborah talking with the cute couple who were asking about prices for a session, and although she was aware of all the people around her, she let her main senses scan the man in the suit, chained to the pillar, grinned as she watched him look away, and then smiled as she saw his head lift and his eyes seek hers out again.

As She moved closer to him, he closed his eyes and sighed into his gag and sensed his guard, leave his post behind him, as the Lady nodded to him. The guard towered over the Lady in height, but her aura was brighter and stronger then his. How he could see or sense this in them, he did not know, but as he watched the guard pull out a note card, and showed it to the Lady, he knew that the rental prices on him were being presented to her and the negotiation was ongoing.

She smiles as the guard showed her the rates and info on this one, and she nodded to her aide who walked over and undid the buttons on his shirt, baring his chest and then dropping to her knees, she took his zipper in her mouth and drew it down, hearing him gasp into his gag as he watched what she was doing. The guard leaned in with the rate card and the rooms available and how much time was attached to this one. She barely heard him as she knew, she would take all the time she wanted with this one, he had caught her curiosity and she would know him more. She caught the eye of her aide, still on her knees before the item, and nodded, the girl smiled back her thanks and reached in and pulled his cock out from inside his pants and began kissing it and stroking it awake.

His eyes opened wide as he felt the aide open his shirt up and tweak his nipples, then looking from the Lady back to her aide, he watched in astonishment as the girl sank to her knees and undid his zipper with her teeth. The sight of that making his body struggle and his cock stiffen, so that when she undid the fly, and reached in, she found a cock pushing against the slacks, at the sexual sight of her prepping him, for what he did not know yet, but he knew that he would be out of the suit sooner rather then later it seemed.

He struggled in his chains as the cock was taken out and the aide licked it like a lollipop just having been unwrapped for the first time. A low moan slipped his gag as she was good with her mouth and his resistance was weakening in the overall sexuality of the room and the seasoning of darkness that showed in the power exchange taking place all around him. He winced as he felt her teeth scrape his head softly and looked up to see a bemused chuckle on the face of the Lady.
She watched the scene before her with a satisfied grin, She knew how good her aide was with her mouth, it was one of the reasons she was on call for whenever she was stateside. But she also liked to see the fight going on in the eyes of her prey, as the desires and weakness of the body ate away at the will of resistance that most showed through their eyes, a nervous uncertainty of what would be done next and if limits were adhered to here.

The Mistress checked off the dungeon room and the no limit time zone. She knew it would cost more, but the funds were there, her desire was peaked and with the french girl and this one as toys to play with, She knew that she and her aide would lose all track of time putting these two through the paces, hunting them and then feeding on them when the blood was stirred inside each of their bodies, hot from the trials and the testing and ready to be tapped for the energy and strength such blood could provide. She reached into her bag and pulled out a cock harness and tossed it onto the floor next to her girl, who caught the motion out of the corner of her eye. Her lips still sucking hard on his shaft, she reached for his pants and unbuttoned them, lowering them till she had to release his cock with a reluctant sigh to let the pants drop to around his knees.

His eyes opened when her lips slipped from his cock and he groaned as he felt the load so near release. He watched in astonishment as the aide took a knife from her small bag and reached for his boxer shorts, pulling at the material on his inner thigh, she cut through the fabric and ripped them from his body. Her moves were quick and certain as she skinned the boxers from him and dropped them in a small bag, she let a smile flash across her face as she was content and excited to be with Mistress here at the club. She knew that with their 2 donors selected, the fun would truly begin and she would reap in the sexuality of their taking and if she pleased Mistress, perhaps she would taste more then their juices when their veins were tapped after being brought to a fevered state of excitement which was designed to set their hearts on fire. She liked the look for the waitress and felt she would have fun with her. But a puzzled look crossed her face as she studied the male, and slipped the harness and restraint around his balls and ran his rod through the rings before securing his package and attaching the leash to it.

Mistress had taken and fed on much more handsome men this this one, and yet, she felt in her heart, that something was different here. There was a gleam and hunger in the eyes of her Mistress she had rarely seen. The look seemed even more intense and wanting then the look she saw when Mistress took her that 3rd time and sealed her fate to be a servant of the night for Mistress for the rest of her life. She shook her head and wondered what was to come, for the aura she sensed from the Pale yet Erotic Women she now belonged to, both frightened and excited her, and as she pulled the man's slacks back up and ran the leash through his zipper opening and tugged on his package. She felt a sense of wonder slip over her, even as the familiar sound of a painful moan slipped through his gagged lips and fell on her ears from the man. The club body guard undid the new slave from his chains and bound his hands behind his back and secured his elbows for the short trip to the dark room. She looked from her Mistress to the man, as he was being readied for a night that would bring pleasure to her Mistress, a step closer to the transformation she sought to stay young forever by being allowed to feed on the blood of these slave donors, and for the donors, a night that would change their lives and how they were viewed by others who would learn of their service, and she wondered, if either of them would survive.

He moaned into his gag and tried to stretch when they unchained him from the pillar, but as he tried to limber up, the bodyguard pulled his hands behind him and cuffed his wrists together. Adding a series of rope ties to pulls his elbows back, and even though they would never be able to touch, he gasped as the pain shot through his weary body. The bodyguard handed the clipboard over to another aide who hurried back to the office to file the paper work. The Mistress licked her lips in anticipation as her girl knelt before the toy, with his leash in her mouth, waiting for Mistress to claim what was now hers and to lead them off to the playrooms.
She leaned into the new toy and sniffed his scent. The cologne worked well with his body chemistry, yet there was something still in those eyes that kept coming up to meet her gaze that intrigued and excited her. She leaned in and bit on his earlobe softly, her eyes closed as she let her fangs flash and lightly mark his lobe, the left tooth piercing his lobe and a small drop of blood pooled as she softly sucked on it, her hand behind his head, pulling him down to her. She tasted the blood and shivered in delight, this was as she felt, a blood that her kind came across only rarely in their journeys. She fought to control a need to taste more, knowing that only in making his blood boil though a blend of pain and pleasure that the rooms here provided, would she be able to truly tap into the full taste of this exceptional blood type. She retracted her fangs and hissed softly in his ear, "J'espère que vous êtes prêt à danser pour moi l'esclave." I've got all night and all the resources of this club to take you where I want you, and to bring the blood inside your veins to a more robust taste with what I plan to do to you She smiled as he turned to her and his eyes met hers while the gag stayed tight in his mouth and her aide stayed on her knees with his leash in her mouth, the leash leading to the toy now strapped around his manhood. She tilted his chin up so their eyes would meet and he would hear her voice. "Vous sentirez le plaisir et la douleur comme vous n'avez jamais su avant, et je nourrirai sur votre corps et votre âme. .

With that she turned in the direction the bodyguard was indicating and nodded to her aide who rose to her knees and handed her leash to the Mistress while keeping his leash in her mouth, pulling up on his tortured sex as the trio began to head off to the private play areas where anything could happen and tonight, the Mistress thought to herself, "I restore some of my youth and power by draining this one and securing this treasure as my own blood source. She turned before she found herself getting lost in his eyes and wondering what the night would bring, would she be able to take him to where his blood would restore her strength, or what might happen if she allows herself to see him as more then food. She growled softly to herself in frustration at her mixed emotions. Her desire to strip him and test him growing with each step towards the back. The aide shivered as she sensed the mood of her Mistress and as she felt the tug on her leash tighten, she tugged hard on the leash in her mouth that led back to the man. His moans found her ears as he tried to stop, but after a quick tug, she felt his knees buckle as he stumbled forward, his groans into his gag, making her hot, she hoped Mistress would allow her to find release and pleasure from one of these two. The newly bought slave, struggled to keep pace, the pain in his loins a small sample of what the night held in store for him, although he did not yet know what this evening would bring to him, he shuddered as he remembered the pain in his earlobe and the soft sucking sound in his ear. The french she spoke to him he did not know, but he knew this evening was going to test him like never before. He swallowed hard, as they moved to the left of the stage area, through a cordoned off area, with a sign that said VIPs only. The curtains were parted and they disappeared into the darkness of the corridor, the sounds of the music fading from his ears, replaced by the pounding of his heart and the arousal of his body as he followed them to his fate.


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