[FF4M] Chastity in the Strip Club [Rape][SPH][Fingering][Lesbian][Fdom][Humiliation][First Time Domme][Dominatrix]

The scenes take place in a car, inside the main area of a strip club and in a private room. Vocally involved are two female voices. A professional domme and a stripper, marked ‘D’ and ‘S’ accordingly. Their names are revealed and used later on, but they’re still mentioned in the script by their roles for continuity.

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[Ambient sounds in car. Engine, radio in low volume etc.]

Domme: [harsh] Pet. Get out of the car. What’s that? Oh, you saw the sign… [chuckles, lighter now] Well, I told you you’re in for a surprise. You’ll get out of the car and do as I say. You don’t want to disappoint me or… Make me angry. Isn’t that right, pet?

[car door opens and closes. Door of the strip club opens and closes. Strip club music of your choice in the background.]

D: Oh, look at that. Two seats rrright next to the stage. Go ahead. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable. [whispers] I’d advise you not to whimper like the pathetic, chastised plaything you are. You don’t want to embarrass yourself. You’re not going to look away from the stage. You’re going to watch every little move these cheap sluts make, every inch of skin they expose. 

(pouty) Oh, look at you squirming… (sultry) Such a beautiful sight. You’re probably so pent up after being locked for two straight weeks… Poor thing.

Let’s get you a lapdance. 

I SAID. We’re getting you a lapdance. 

(Stripper approaches)

S: (lapdance starts) Hi, big guy. First time? Here with the girlfriend? 

D: Not a girlfriend, exactly. (laughs) Wow, you’re really good. I just love his reactions. 

S: Are you in pain? Do you want me to sto--

D: Please don’t. He just has a special… Condition, you can say. Don’t worry about that.

S: (after a few more seconds of lapdance) What… What are you packing there, big boy? 

D: He’s not really capable to chat, as you can see. He’s been chaste for two weeks.

S: (curiosity in her voice) Chaste, you mean, he can’t… Get hard?

D: Yep. He’s locked. Can’t get hard without my permission, and if there’s some kind of arousal… Well, you can see for yourself. 

S: Oh. (giggle)

D: Why don’t we take you to a private dance and we’ll talk?

[sound of a beaded curtain splitting, music fading/changing]

D: Wow, you can’t even walk straight, pet. How embarrassing. Now sit right there and unbuckle your belt. (stern) Quickly.

(belt unbuckling sounds)

S: So you’re not his girlfriend. You’re his… Mistress? (chuckles) Is that what they call it?

D: Mistress, dominatrix, domme… To him, I’m Goddess Veronica. Pet, why don’t you show your new goddess…?

S: Uh, Ashley. (giggles) Goddess Ashley.

D: Goddess Ashley, here, how you’re being a good chaste plaything. Unbutton those jeans and lower your underwear, just so she can see.

S: Oh, wow. (laughs) That’s a… 

D: A cock cage, yes. 

S: I don’t know, it looks kinda small. (amused) Like, even if he was out there and hard I bet I couldn’t feel him through his jeans. I only felt the metal.

D: Oh, he knows. I keep reminding him about his little, disappointing button.

S: (curious) So why is he locked?

D: Because I said so. That was my decision, and he really didn’t have a choice in the matter, now did he? (pause) It makes him much more obedient and docile, because he knows his release depends on his behavior. And I… (keys dangling) have the key. (slap) No! Bad boy! You didn’t earn it. Not yet.

S: Well, slave… Uh, pet… If you want to be free you better be a good boy. Why don’t you dance a little for us? Show us some moves. The pole’s right over there.

D: (chuckles) You’re getting the hang of it, (sultry) Goddess Ashley. Maybe you’re a natural domme. Now, let’s tease him some more. (kisses ashley gently, pauses, then kisses again)
You like that? Good. (after a few more kisses, harsh) Did I tell you to stop dancing, pet? Strip for us. Give us a show. We’ll give you one in return.

(You can start improvising dirty talk, sub humiliation & orgasm here as the domme starts fingering the stripper to orgasm)

D: You can stop now, pet. You danced so well, and you’ve been such a good slut for us. Now, be polite. Thank Goddess Ashley for even bothering to rub herself against your body and your useless, chaste dick. (pause) Now, kiss her feet. That’s a good boy. 

D (cont.): This is my business card. Call me if you want to partner up… Or if you ever need an obedient slave to use as a footrest. And you, pet… You still have a way to go. (evil laugh)

==End.===