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Dare You? Tina Ch. 01

By: samdare



Number seven, Tina.

Although they spoke in hushed tones, I caught enough of their conversation to know I could be of help. I stood up, and as I went past their table I drop a card. The two women looked at me without saying a word. Their faces looked quizzical. I smiled and nodded slightly, and then I carried on to the door, and went out into the hustle of the busy town. As I walked past the window of the café both women stared opened mouthed, watching me merge into the throng of people going about their business.

I can imagine the two women talking to each other about my card. Just two words on one side and mobile phone number on the other. Below the phone number, the word, seven. This is the 7th card I've played, the third, and sixth phoned the number on the card, just curiosity, which gets the best of a lot of people, although they never played. The first and fifth never phoned, it was numbers two, and four, who played. 

On the front of the white card is a question mark in red print, above the question mark are two words, also in red and in capital letters, the card asks, DARE YOU.

...............................

Two days passed and my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello," I replied.

"You left that card, on the table in the café, what do you want?"

"What is your name?" I asked ignoring the woman's question. 

"My name is Tina, so why did you leave the card?"

"Well Tina, the question is what do you want? I overheard you and your friend talking. I thought I might be of some assistance. You are the woman who was facing me, right?"

"Yes, now look here. Do you always eavesdrop on other people's conversations? I mean it's bloody rude for a start."

There was a slight quiver in her voice. She wasn't fully confident, and maybe she had her friend there, egging her on. 

"Tina, I just want to help."

"Help with what exactly? Is this some strange thing you do to try and pick up women?"

"Do you want to be picked up, Tina? What was it you said to your friend? Oh yes I remember now, you said, my life is so bloody boring since Colin left. Well Tina, perhaps I can help you there."

"God, I can't believe I even phoned you."

"Then hang up if you want to. Oh I'll be in the café at 9 tomorrow, if you fancy a chat."

She didn't turn up. 

Two weeks later I was minding my own business, and doing a little shopping in the supermarket, well, we all have to eat, don't we. There she was, just staring at me. She came up to me looking a little angry for some reason.

"Are you following me?"

"No, why on earth should I want to do that?"

"Well, I mean what are you doing here?"

I lifted the basket I was carrying. She looked at it, and then it seemed to dawn on her that I was actually shopping. I could see by the expression on her face that she was trying to think of an apology, even though she didn't want to say sorry. Finally words came from her mouth, which I think even surprised, Tina.

"What did that card mean the one you left on the table in the café?"

"The one I left for you, you mean?"

She looked round a little nervously, and then back to me and nodded. 

"It is an invitation. I heard probably more than you thought I did that day in the café. So I thought, perhaps I could offer you a little, guidance shall we say?"

"What exactly...did you hear?"

"You're 31, divorced for 6 months, and haven't had a fuck since he dumped you."

Her eyes opened wide, "My god, you're forward, and rude, "Anyway, I didn't mean that." 

"No, that really didn't interest me. What did was your little confession to your friend, about the thought of having a man take control of your sex life, making you do things, forcing you into situations which would embarrass you. You didn't like her giggling about that did you? Tina, you chuckled too, and then tried to make out it was just a stupid fantasy, but I could see in your eyes, just how hurt you were when your friend called you, silly."

Again she looked round the shop, fearing someone might have overheard what I was saying. She looked back at me and licked her lips nervously, "What....well what do you know about it, if I was that way inclined I mean. I'm not saying I am it was just a, well a thought."

"Did you notice on the back of the card, the number under the phone number?"

"Yes, it had a seven on it."

"You are the 7th woman I've given a card to."

"I see, so I bet it was a shock when someone actually phoned your number?" 

"You're not the first and I'll admit two never phoned, one did then hung up, but I did have success, two of the women started taking instruction. Meet me on Thursday in the café, and we'll have a coffee and chat about it."

Once again she looked round, and then brushed her hair off her face, "I don't know if I can, I'm supposed to be meeting, Jayne."

"Fine, enjoy your shopping."

The phone rang that afternoon. She told me that Jayne had to cancel, and because she had nothing better to do she would meet me. Whether she was telling the truth about Jayne didn't concern me. 

I watched from across the street as she walked towards the café. She stopped at the next shop and checked her watch, and then she peered into the estate agent's window. She brushed her fingers through her hair, and even from across the street, I could see her shoulders lift as she took a deep breath. She checked her watch again, and then went into the café. I watched her look around the café, and then she disappeared out of sight for a few minutes. She returned to a window seat, and went to sit down. She stopped and looked behind her, and then moved to the last table against the wall, but still in the window, the same seat she had sat in when I had first seen her in. 

The next 20 minutes went past and she sipped her coffee, occasionally looking at her watch. Her head turned every time the door opened. I was late, nearly 10 minutes late.

She sat fidgeting with her necklace, as the 10 minutes grew to 15, and then 20 minutes, her restlessness began to grow. I watched her open her bag and she pulled out her phone. She reached in and pulled out something small, which was my card. I watched her start to look between the card and her phone. I touched my phone in my pocket. It didn't ring. 

I was now 25 minutes late, and Tina, was becoming more impatient. When I saw her flump back in the seat, and throw my card in her bag, I could almost feel her disappointment. As she started to slide across the seat to leave, I rushed over to the door. I was now 32 minutes late. The door opened and she walked out with her head down, and bumped right into me. I held her shoulders and she gasped looking up into my eyes. 

"Would you like a coffee?" I asked, as I slowly took my hands from her shoulders. 

"You're late," she mumbled slowly.

"Coffee?" I repeated.

We sat and chatted for an hour at the corner table. In that time she told me of her husband running off, and with a passion how she wanted something different to happen in her life. I sat listening mostly weighing things up. Yes I wanted to fuck her, but if that did happen it would happen much later.

I explained a little about what I had done with two previous women and a few others in the past, before I started with the dare cards. Her eyes went wide at times, but she kept listening. My last words to her were these, "Tina, you make the final decision tomorrow, and then phone me. You know the levels and roughly what they entail, there will be scares along the way, but hopefully ones which will thrill you, and then it is your choice to move up to the next level. If ever you want to stop it is your choice, but if you do that will be it, game over. 

She nodded, and I stood up and left. 

The next day I received her call. I told her my instructions and asked her again if she was sure. I heard her take a deep breath, and then she said, "Yes...I want to play."

I asked her if she had any questions before Thursday. She asked my name, or if she should call me master. I told her master wasn't necessary, but if she wanted to call me something like that she could.

Level one

She stepped out of the taxi and I watched her approach. Her makeup was nice, respectable with just a hint of a little extra. Her coat length was a few inches above her knees, her skirt about an inch longer than her coat. She wore black tights on her legs, and boy did she have some nice legs. On her feet she wore black shoes with a 4 inch heel. They were open toe and looked sexy, but not crass. She walked up to me and stood facing me. She looked a little nervous, but that was understandable.

"Will I do?" she asked with a faint tremble in her voice. 

I smiled at her. She seemed willing enough, and I guess she was excited by what had been her fantasy for some time. 

"You smell nice," I said softly as I kissed her cheek. 

She never expected that kiss, but she held her ground, and said, "Thank you."

"Show me, show me now Tina."

She looked around the car park and slowly opened the top button of her coat. She pulled her coat open slightly, just enough so I could see she wasn't wearing a top, or a bra. Her chest was rising and falling, and so fucking inviting. But this was only level one, so I held off. 

"Tina, do the button up."

Her fumbling fingers pushed the button back through the button hole. The coat was cream in colour, and it hinted at a low cut top, because of the flesh on show when the button was in place. 

I gave her the list of shopping, and then I told her to go into supermarket. It wasn't where I had seen her that day; this was level one after all. It was one across town that she said she only occasionally went to. Before she moved she looked at the list, and bit her bottom lip slightly. 

"Is there a problem?" 

"No," she said finally, "I can do this, I hope."

She started walking away, and I watched the backs of her legs in those tights and high heels.

"Tina," I called. She stopped and turned back to look at me, "You've got great legs."

She ran her hands down her coat, and quickly looked around, two men were grinning at her. She blushed slightly and went into the shop. 

30 minutes later she came back out, she looked flushed, but a little pleased with her self. I told her to open the bag, and I was pleased that she had bought everything on the list, a bottle of wine, a congratulations card, and a cucumber, a small box of chocolates, a bunch of flowers, and the condoms.

"Tina, do I have any change?"

"Oh god, sorry," She chuckled slightly as she fumbled through her bag, and then she handed me my change.

"Finding the condoms was, well, a little embarrassing, and a man stood watching me. I went a bit red I think, especially picking up two packs, he must have thought, well, I don't really know what he thought."

There was an excitement in Tina's voice, although she seemed to be trying to hide it. I guess she was a little embarrassed about being so thrilled. In time, if she continued to play I'd have her control her emotions, or let them loose, whichever fitted with what was happening. But now it was time to push her a little. 

"Tina, you did do well, but, these are the wrong condoms."

She looked at me quizzically, "But...you didn't say which, you just said two packs of six."

I fished the receipt out of the bag, and handed it to her, and then the two packs of condoms, "Go back in and change them, look for the biggest size, and go to the same till."

Her eyes went wide and her breathing quickened a little more. 

"Do I have to go to the same one?"

"Yes Tina, the same till with the man that served you, you did find a man to serve you like I said, didn't you?"

"Yes, but, I already told you it was quite embarrassing."

"Tina, this is only level one, now if you can't manage a simple task like buying condoms, how the hell do you expect to get to the next level?"

She gulped, turned, and made her way back into the shop. I gave her two minutes and then I followed her. She went back to the section with the condoms on, and rather flustered, she fumbled her way along the shelf. Finally she picked the packs and walked towards the till.

I watched her rub her neck as she stood in the queue. There was an old couple in front of her, who seemed to be doing their best to take as long as they could. 

I watched Tina fumbling with the packets, her head shot round the shop, she couldn't have made herself more visible if she tried. Finally the couple moved on, and she shoved the condoms at the man on the till. 

"I, I bought the wrong ones, here's the receipt....just the wrong ones that's all."

The man on the till looked at the condoms, and then up at the blushing Tina. He smiled to himself a little as he made the changes. 

"Are you sure these are right?" he asked her.

Her mouth dropped open and she looked at the man, and then the packets. She nodded and tapped her hand impatiently on the conveyor belt. 

"Yes they are, fine."

"Do you want a bag to put them in?"

"No," she half snapped, and then changed her mind, "Yes, sorry yes, please."

The man behind the till held on to the condom packets, and Tina looked like she was now regretting her change of mind. She was bouncing and shuffling uneasily. She looked so cute, and so embarrassed. She froze to the spot when she heard someone behind her in the queue for the till speak.

"Well, someone is having a party. Hey darling, how long will it take you to get through those then?"

She ignored the man, as she held her trembling hand out, to try and quicken the man behind the till. 

The loud mouthed man behind her started again, "Christ, they are the big ones too, aren't they love?"

Gasps of disapproval could be heard around the other checkouts. Tina half snatched the bag, and fled towards the door. I managed to catch up with her outside.

"Hey slow down. What's up?"

She pulled me round the side of the shop, her breathing was heavy, and her trembling hand wouldn't let go of my arm.

"There, there was a man, behind me......he, well, he said some things that people around heard...about the condoms, the size and, well....I felt like a, a, I don't know what I felt like.......it, it.....turned me on....it was incredible...half the bloody shop think....I've got a boyfriend with a, with a big bloody dick."

"What did he say, exactly?"

She tried several times to tell me. In the end I mimicked everything the guy had said, in a midland's accent. Her heavy breathing stopped for a second and she looked into my eyes.

"My god, it was you....it was you stood behind me, wasn't it?"

"Yes, and if you'd have turned round you would have seen me."

I really don't know if she was relieved or disappointed. 

We took my car back across town. Tina sat silently, but I could see she was deep in thought. I asked her to get me some cigarettes from a corner shop. It gave me time to scribble in the card. I dropped Tina near her home. She went to get out of the car, and I told her not to forget her shopping. She looked at me quizzically. I handed her the congratulations card, and she opened it and read it out loud.

"Well done Tina on passing level one."

She smiled a little, and then I handed her the bag of shopping. 

"What am I supposed to do with this lot?" 

"Well you could put the flowers in water, have a few chocolates, have a couple of glasses of wine, stretch one of those condoms on the cucumber, get nice and relaxed, and then....phone me."

"Do I have a choice?"

"Of course, you don't have to use the condoms."

I smiled at her and she smiled back.

"No I meant....I want, to be....told."

"Tina, you will phone me, tonight at 10, be on your bed, naked, have just half a glass of wine left from the bottle, and have the cucumber at hand."

"Will you talk dirty to me......nasty.....please?" she asked with a slight embarrassed tremble in her voice.

"Tina.......it depends how I feel."

It was just gone 10pm when she phoned. I could tell she was already turned on. 

"Have you been touching yourself Tina?"

"Yes, I couldn't help myself....are you cross with me?"

"Have you got the cucumber, have you been using it?"

"Well a little, I mean I haven't pushed it in very far....just an inch or two. Are you mad with me?"

"Yes Tina"

"I'm sorry....but I'm so turned on."

"Tina, start pushing the cucumber in and then pull it out. Do it slowly, and deeper each time, so you can feel it penetrating you further.

I could hear her panting and mumbling, a few light gasps, and soft groans came through the phone. 

"Imagine you are in the supermarket Tina. Imagine you are stood by the checkout, do you remember how embarrassing it was?"

"Yes....I do, it was very embarrassing....yes."

"And think back to when you took the condoms back, you stood there, and the man on the till was looking at you, wasn't he?"

"Yes, I went very red."

"Imagine him now, sat there grinning at you, making you even more nervous, even more embarrassed."

"Yes....I can feel him.....staring at me."

"How far is the cucumber going in you Tina?"

"About, 4 or 5 inches....it, it is so hard, and thick.....god, this is really....turning me on."

"Imagine you are stood in front of him. You have the tip of the cucumber between your pussy lips. You are teasing him with it. Your face is red, and you are breathing heavy. His eyes are just staring, watching you pushing the cucumber up your skirt."

"Oh yeah.....he's just watching me.....fucking myself."

"Tina, when I tell you, push the cucumber right up your pussy, the whole 10 inches, have you got that Tina?"

"Yes, I'll try."

"No, you'll do it....the whole thing Tina, are you close?"

"Yes, very....I'm very, very close....nearly, there."

"Tina, think about this, imagine his hand slowly taking hold of the cucumber. Tina, he's smiling dirtily at you, and so are a few men who have gathered round. A woman has just pulled her husband away, she called you a pervert. The guy on the till is twisting the cucumber slightly, as someone behind you opens your coat revealing your tits to the guy on the till."

"Oh god, is it you doing it?" 

"No, it is just a man who couldn't resist you. He's mauling your left breast, and he's lifted your skirt with his other hand, so the man on the till and everyone watching can see your pussy." 

"And then they will see the cucumber.........fucking me?"

"Yes, look down at the man on the till Tina. He's licking his lips now, and taking a firmer grip on the cucumber."

"Oh god...what's he going to do?!"

"Tina, after three push, push like you don't have control over your hand, push it all the way, like it is the man's hand the man on the till. It isn't your hand Tina, so you have to be brave and not hesitate, do you understand?"

"Yes....yes oh my god....yes!"

"One, get ready Tina, imagine he is holding it now, he's grinning Tina, and twisting the cucumber in your pussy, and a man calls at him to do it. Two, he grins in your eyes, and licks his lips again., the man behind you hisses in your ear that you are a slut. Three, now Tina, now push it right in, now you slut NOW!"

She screamed, gasped, and strained. 

"Tina, he's fucking you fast, do it Tina, your hand is his hand. Fuck yourself hard and fast in front of all those shocked shoppers."

She screamed and panted. I could imagine her as she slid the cucumber in her pussy, her legs would probably be shaking, and the feel of it rubbing against her pussy walls would fill her senses. Her back would be arched a little, her mouth just open, and her ears aware of the noise of her pussy squelching like never before.

I smiled to myself as the phone went dead. Level 1 was complete. Will that be all she wants, or is she brave enough to phone me again, and go to level two?

Dare You? Tina Ch. 02



Level two.

Two days later my phone rang, it was Tina. She sounded a little nervous, but she said she wanted to try and go further. I told her to think about it, and phone me later. She sounded a little disappointed that I wouldn't arrange something there and then, but she would have to wait a little while yet. The phone call the day after was at 9 in the evening. I told her to meet me at the café the next day. 

This time I was there before her. I watched her cross the street, and walk in through the door. She half smiled at me, almost like she was wondering if she should. She stood by the table, her face a little flushed.

"May I sit down, please?"

This wasn't something I had told her to do, this was Tina wanting to be a little submissive I guess. I nodded, and she grinned. We sat sipping coffee and didn't speak. I watched her curly brown hair, which was just below shoulder length, bounce with every slight movement of her head. I imagined tangling my fingers in that hair, and pinching her cute little nose, as her sharp green eyes looked up at me, as she choked on my cock in that lovely wide mouth. 

Her skin was quite pale. I guess she had probably never been abroad, or hadn't in some time. She had a little mole just above her top lip left of centre, it was small, and just rounded off her beauty. 

Tina sat there patiently, it was like she was just waiting to be told what to do, and her patience was very pleasing to me. I'll admit again I wanted to fuck her, and maybe right here. I imagined shoving her across the table and taking her from behind, tangling my fingers in her hair and yanking her head back, but my own needs had to be put on hold, for a little while longer yet. 

I gave her instructions, and she left the café with almost a spring in her step. 20 minutes later she walked back in, a little less enthusiastically. She went to the counter and ordered two more coffees. I watched her approach, and as she put the coffee down, her eyes glanced at me. I could tell she was a little worried about what she had to do next, but she took a deep breath and unbuttoned her coat. I watched as a tantalising glimpse of the pink top was revealed. She hesitated for a moment, and quickly glanced round the café. Finally she pulled her coat off, and put it on the back of the seat. She slid into the seat quickly, her leg or foot kicked the table leg, but she managed to get her ass on the seat. 

"Sit back, Tina, sit back," my voice was low, and gradually she sat her back against the padded bench seat. 

"I've never worn, anything like this before," she mumbled across the table.

The top was pink and cropped just above her belly button. God I'd love to stick my tongue in there. I watched as she glanced down at her breasts. She closed her eyes like she was embarrassed by what she saw. 

"You did a good job on your nipples Tina, and it is obvious you're not wearing a bra."

Again her eyes closed, but she smiled slightly, almost embarrassed by what she was thinking, and then she told me, "I didn't need to...tweak them, they went hard as soon as I thought about, well, men seeing them."

I sat back and took a sip of the fresh coffee she had bought. Tina was, hopefully, going to be good at this. Her embarrassment was what gave her a thrill, and every time she over came one embarrassment, she looked radiant and alive. The glittery word in gold on the front of her tight top just echoed what I had thought all along, Tina is "HOT."

Two women got up from the seats behind me. I watched Tina's expression drop. She was embarrassed again, because of the stares she had received. I knew that without seeing the look on the women's faces, they must have disapproved.

I took in the way the top hugged her breasts, curling underneath them and hugging the underside tight, acting almost like a second skin. It was a size to small, but even so you wouldn't know that for sure.

"I've bought you something too, something I want you to put on for me."

I handed her the bag, and she took it to the toilet. She didn't even look in it; she just went off with it. I watched her looking away from a man who had obviously caught sight of her breasts, and hard nipples. She was embarrassed, but she never broke her stride, or faltered. 

10 minutes later she appeared at the far end of the café. The new black skirt I had bought her was short. It rested about halfway up her thigh. Her legs were as good as I had dreamed they would be, and they looked even better in tan tights. Her black high heels really did look so sexy, in all she was fantastic. 

Her face was red, but not that you'd notice that much. As she passed the man stuffing a cake in his gob, his eyes ran up her legs, he tipped his head a little and grinned at the backs of Tina's thighs. He knew she must have changed her skirt. When he saw me just staring at him, his smile dropped, and he went back to forcing the cake in his fat mouth. Tina stood at the table, and even though she was shaking a little, she looked like she was enjoying herself. 

"You've got great legs Tina."

Her fingers danced around the hem of her skirt, almost like she was trying to gently tug it down a little, but she had a smile on her face. 

"Thank you, may I sit down, please?"

I sat back and sipped my coffee making her wait a little. She stood still, like a good girl.

I nodded, and she slid back on the seat opposite me. I asked her for the bag, she hesitated slightly, but then handed it across the table. I saw her old skirt, and when I moved it, there lay her panties. My fingers touched the flimsy material, and I looked her in the eyes.

"They are very wet Tina."

She gulped and had an almost ashamed look on her face, and then she looked around, as if she was trying to find something to talk about. 

She cleared her throat and asked, "So, what happens now?"

"Drink your coffee, and then you can go and pay the bill."

She sat and finished her coffee, and then got up tugging and pulling her skirt, making sure she wasn't flashing her ass and pussy at everyone. I watched as she took her purse with her, and so did the cream cake man. His table was right by the till, and there stood Tina, legs together, arms folded in front of her waiting patiently to pay. He slid out of the seat and stood behind her. She paid, and turned, and almost bumped straight into him. She apologised, and the man moved a side, casually glancing down at her nipples.

Tina moved a few steps, and then stopped dead in her tracks. Her face dropped completely as she stared at man who had just come in. I could see her swallow from where I was sat. Tina tried a half smiled at the man, who just seemed to have stopped like he had been switched off. Tina looked very embarrassed as she nodded at him and tried to move past him. She was just three steps from the table we had been sat at, and then he called her, he called her by name!

She looked worried as her eyes glanced at me, but she put a smile on her face, just before she turned to the man who was now facing me. He walked over and I watched his eyes flicking over her body, he looked shocked at what he saw. I just wondered what his expression would be in a few weeks time, when hopefully if Tina carried on playing, she would look like she would be dressed to go out clubbing, if she didn't already. 

"Tina, are you alright?" he asked faintly.

I watched her chuckling nervously, and again toying with the hem of her skirt, in hope that she would be able to cover up those long sexy legs....no chance. 

"Yes fine," she blurted out, "this is....this is one of my ex's friends, Mike, this is.....a friend of mine."

I stood up and shook hands with him. Mike eyed me suspiciously for some reason, and then he turned his attention back to Tina, so I sat back down. His eyes dropped to the word on her chest, and a frown appeared, like he couldn't understand why she would have a shirt on with 'HOT' across the bust. He said he would phone her later, unless she was free now. Tina just half smiled nervously, and said she was with me. 

Mike didn't like that, in fact, Mike I could already sense, didn't like me, which was fair enough. He moved towards Tina and started whispering in her ear, she looked even more nervous. I caught the odd few words, and formed the sentence in my head, which went something like this, "Tina, what are doing dressed like that, who is he, and is this why he left you?"

I stood up and both of them stopped and looked at me. His eyes accused me of something, but his lips never did. 

I'm not one for a fight, but I like to think I can handle myself. I've had 4 fights in my life, and only lost one, that was when I was at school, and the boy who picked on me was a couple of years older. I got even with him a few days after the fight. I took some spanners to school and took the rest of his bike off the front wheel, which he had chained to the railings. With the help of two others, we put the rest of his bike in the wheelie bin, and watched as the dustmen tipped the bin into the dust cart, and pressed the button. The ram mangled his bike as we laughed. Later that afternoon a rather cross bully was carrying the front wheel of his bike home. 

I watched Mike take hold of her hand, Tina just pulled out of his grasp, and she said to me, "I'm ready now, may we go?"

She looked deep into my eyes, almost imploring me to leave. I grinned at her and nodded. I got the coat from the back of her seat and held it for her to put on. She looked straight at Mike and said, "I'm not wearing that."

I slung her coat over my arm, as Mike just stared in disbelief. 

"I'll phone you," he said, staring at me.

"Don't bother Mike, I'm not interested in you, I never was when I was married, and I'm sorry, but I never will be. You are my ex husband's friend, not mine."

For a submissive she certain put him in his place. She pushed her arm through mine and we walked out. We didn't talk we just walked, until we got into a side street. She took one of biggest deep breaths I had ever seen anyone take. Then she grinned at me, and said she felt elated telling him where to go. She had never told anyone anything like that before. She even put up with him asking her out when she had split up, without making it clear that she didn't fancy him. I told her that he would be sure to tell her ex what he had seen. 

Tina laughed and said, "Good, then hopefully he'll regret fucking around behind my back."

She seemed so happy, and then quite unexpectedly, she lunged at me. We kissed full on in the street. I was definitely more shocked by this than anything Tina had done previously. She had a passion in her kiss, a passion that I never thought she would have. Why I thought that I don't know, every woman has a passion, and it takes different things to get it bubbling to the surface. She pressed her body against mine, and the stirring in my trouser would soon be noticed. I pulled away a little, and Tina, finally let go. 

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, well, not without asking your permission first," she mumbled.

I took her small delicate hand and dragged her into a small plot of land, which awhile ago was the back of a shop. Sometime in the past there had been a fire, the doorway had no door, just a few planks of wood which had been shoved to one side. We stepped over rubble and scorched wood, and moved to the front of the burnt out shell. The front window had been boarded up, but there were small gaps in the wood. Immediately outside the window was the pavement of the main shopping area. I bent her forward so her hands rested on windowsill. She gazed through the tiny opening at the many people rushing by. My hand touched the inside of her thigh and she stiffened. 

"Spread your legs Tina," I whispered. 

She hesitated for just a few seconds, until I pinched the inside of her thigh. She winced a little, and then spread her legs. My hand glided up the inside of her thigh, her tights made the sensation even more pleasurable for me. The smooth nylon felt wonderful on my hand, and the way her legs trembled slightly, was amazing. 

Cars passed just a few feet away, while my hand moved up onto her ass, taking her skirt with it, until her hem rested on her back. Her ass was lovely too; nice and round, and covered in nylon it added a nice tan in the dim light. My fingers moved between her legs, and for the first time I felt her moist pussy. 

Her breathing was already heavy, and her hands gripped the windowsill tightly. A woman passed by outside just feet away. She was talking to her husband I guess, about what he wanted for tea.

"I'm going to spank you Tina. Not hard, just enough to make you realise if you want to kiss me in future, you should ask, properly." 

She held herself rigid and I moved to her side, kicking a piece of wood out the way so I could get my foot planted firmly on the concrete floor. As she remained bent forward still gripping the windowsill my hand went up her top, and there my fingers found the hard nipple of her left breast. I pinched it slightly, and then tugged it, hearing her little gasps, and panting was wonderful. My right hand landed on her backside, not to hard, just enough to make her jump and whimper a little.

Slow smacks landed, her ass wobbled, and her nipple got pulled and teased a little more. Tina gasped as each ass cheek in turn received 6 slaps, with a delay of 3 or 4 seconds in between. Her body jerked forward as my hand smacked her, while only a few feet away people were going about their business, unaware that Tina was being punished.

It wasn't easy in the half light to see if Tina's ass was red, but I guess there was some sort of glow under her tights. She straightened up and stood inches from me, her face looked up and she had a tear in her eye, which was obvious due to a shaft of light filtering through a gap in the wood in the boarded up window. Even in the dim light she looked beautiful, I think it sorted of added something. I brushed the tear away, and trailed my finger down over her lips, she kissed the tip.

"Do you want to, to, fuck, fuck me?" she stammered.

Her words were soft and velvet like, with a slight tremble. I watched another tear slowly trickle over her cheek. I lent forward slightly and kissed it. Her offer was one that I wanted to take up, but not now, but only just not now. 

"I would love to, but not yet Tina, no."

"For god's sake give her one," came from the corner.

We both looked round, and Tina gasped and grabbed my arm. Sat in the corner was an old tramp with his back pressed against the wall. 

"Go on son, she's gagging for it."

Tina took a step to try to and get past me. I held her arm firmly, until she stopped trying to move. Her eyes flicked between me and the tramp. The tramp had a long bushy grey beard, which reached down on to his chest. He had a woollen hat on with holes in it, and a big overcoat that must have been 10 years old. His hand was buried under the coat and moving slowly. 

"Go on son, shag her...don't mind me, I'll just sit here and watch."

I whispered to Tina, she shook her head, and then I whispered again, making it plain she would be punished if she didn't comply. I also kissed her cheek, and whispered a promise. Her eyes searched mine and I nodded.

"You don't touch her old man," I said, making sure the promise I made to Tina was understood by the tramp.

He nodded, and then licked his lips.

Tina bent forward and plucked her panties from the bag. She picked her way slowly through debris on the floor. She stood about 5 feet away, and then looked back at me. I watched her take another step forward, and she threw her panties to him. He swallowed them up into the folds of his coat, and his other hand which was rubbing his cock, got a little faster. 

"Go on Tina, you want to please me don't you?" I asked softly.

I watched Tina's fingers toying with the hem of her skirt, her curly brown locks swung as she turned her head and looked back at me, and she nodded. Slowly she raised the hem of her skirt, as the tramp sat spellbound, just watching avidly, as each inch of thigh was painstakingly revealed to him. His hand was getting faster, and somewhere under his clothes, his cock was having the time of its life. 

Level two had now become level three. Usually I take it one level at a time, but the opportunity to watch Tina expose and play with herself in front of a stranger had presented itself early. I hoped, not to early.

All the noise from outside was drowned into silence by what was happening between the three of us. The tramp's eyes never left Tina's hem, which was now visible in a shaft of light coming through a large hole in the roof. Our uninvited guest watched and licked his lips. I took a few very slow and soft steps until I was stood right behind Tina. She flinched slightly, but never stopped me from raising her top up to reveal her naked tits to the tramp. I took hold of her tits and pushed them together. I whispered to Tina, and a little, "no" escaped her mouth. I whispered again, and I could feel the movement from her fingers making her arm move. 

The shaft of light acted like a spotlight, illuminating Tina's pussy and thighs to the tramp. I teased her nipples as she played with her pussy through her tights with one hand, while keeping her skirt held up for the tramp. She leant back against me and her whole body seemed to be trembling. 

The tramp was grunting, and just staring at Tina's pussy and fingers, which he probably never imagined in his wildest dreams he would ever see. Tina was groaning, and my cock was rubbing up against her nylon covered ass. It was a wonderful feeling, and my cock couldn't help but leak a little. The tramp's face contorted as his hand slowed. I guess the final jerks were now doing the business. 

"Fuck her son go on, fuck her," he mumbled in a low turned on voice.

Tina was finding it difficult to keep on her feet. I had to forget my own pleasure as I held her up. She whimpered and moaned her way through what was a very intense orgasm. The tramp's eyes were now focused on Tina's, he watched her in her ecstasy as she came all over her fingers. 

When I gently pulled her round to face me, her eyes were closed, they opened slightly as I put my cock in her hand.

Just one word, one command came from my mouth, "Knees." 

Delicately she got down, and I watched her lovely lips cover my cock. I took one last glance at the tramp, who sat with his mouth open, not daring to breath now. From then I looked down at the head which bobbed on my cock. Tina's hand worked with her mouth, as she took to her task surprisingly eagerly, but slowly.

She stopped briefly and looked up at me and said, "I want it, please let me have it, Master."

Hearing her words the tramp grunted a little in agreement. Tina started sucking and jerking my cock with a passion, she was like a woman sucking cock to save herself from hanging, or something similar. I felt her other hand grab mine and she placed it on the back of her head. When I started to stroke her soft silky hair, her hand stopped me. She pressed my hand onto her head, and held it there for a few seconds, until her pressure was matched, and then surpassed, by my own. 

I'll admit it didn't take long to have the desired affect on me. My cock burst forth with hot spunk. Tina gulped, swallowed, and gagged, sucking me until I was dry. She coughed a little as she withdrew, and she spat a little. But then she moved back, and squeezed the last drops onto her waiting tongue sticking out from that wonderful wet mouth. 

I took her hand and pulled her up. She still had hold of my dick, and gently put it back in my trousers and did up the zip.

How the hell any man could leave her was beyond me at that point, but I was glad he did, albeit for my own selfish reasons.




Dare You? Tina Ch. 02



"Beautiful son, beautiful," the tramp cooed.

Tina looked back at him like she was surprised he was there. She looked at me and dived to get her coat, which I had placed on an old broken chair. We moved out into the daylight, and I gave Tina a few minutes to calm down. We went back around the corner to the main shopping area. Tina stopped at the boarded up window, which so much had gone on behind. I just watched her place the palm of her hand on the wood which covered the window. Probably she couldn't believe what she had just done behind that very window. 

For a few seconds I left her to think whatever she was thinking. I just watched her, captivated by this strange act. Now and then people looked at her, but that was all it was, just a quick glance at the woman who seemed to be in touch with the wood, or someone weird like that. Finally she turned and smiled at me, and then straightened her face. She walked the few paces between us. 

"Can we walk together for awhile, please?"

She slipped her arm through mine as I nodded. We didn't speak, but Tina had this aura about her, a satisfied happiness, which she was revelling in. We walked slowly, whilst all around us people rushed by, intent on doing what they had to do. It was like a film where we were the two main characters, and everyone else was the extras and didn't mean fuck all. After a few minutes she stopped, and I watched her smile up ahead. She looked at me grinning,

"There's Jayne, the woman I was with in the café, the day you dropped the card on the table."

Jayne hadn't spotted us yet; she was too busy being weighed down with two kids, who seemed to be trying to get her into a toy shop. Suddenly one of the extras had a main part in this film, or life, and I didn't like that.

Tina pulled out of my hand and went to Jayne. I watched as she eagerly greeted her friend, and then Tina turned round, I suspect to introduce me. Her head spun this way and that, and her happy smile dropped. She looked back at Jayne, and shrugged her shoulders. Tina carried on a conversation with Jayne, and now and then she looked back over her shoulder for me. I watched from the doorway of a book shop, as they walked in the other direction together. Now and then Tina looked back to see if she could see me. I was lost now in the sea of faces. I lit a cigarette and walked off in the other direction. 

Tina phoned me several times, and I ignored her calls. Gradually the time between the calls became longer and longer, until they stopped altogether. 



Dare You? Tina Ch. 03



I went to go in the café almost two weeks after her last phone call, and there was Tina, just sat there, staring out of the window. I backed up and stood over the road watching her. Now and then she looked out, watching the people going by as she stirred her coffee, a little aimlessly.

There are reasons as to why I never answered her calls. The first being Tina was to willing to be pushed into things, she rose up to every challenge, and seemed hell bent on going for the next. I needed her to have some time to think on her own, to assess what she had gone through, and to make up her mind if she wanted to go to the next level, after spending time doing everyday things and seeing her friends. I had learnt with the fourth girl that they all need space, unfortunately I pushed her too hard to early, and she backed right off. 

The second reason is far more difficult for me to come to terms with. Tina had captured more than just my imagination. For that reason too I wanted to back away. I have never felt like this with the others who had played, and to be quite honest, I needed her to become just another woman who was playing the game. 

So she is out of my system, and my attention has turned to number 9. Number 8 never phoned, but number 9 phoned within an hour. It was six days after the tramp thing with Tina when I played that card. Number 9 is 25 and already a slut to begin with. Maybe not what I really want and her legs are too thin. She has been tied up and whipped before, and she enjoyed it when I took her across a park bench at midnight, and the day we went dogging. As I said she was a slut, and she didn't need the same room which I thought Tina did.

I took a deep breath, which stopped halfway through as I took a last look at Tina in the café. Tina had stood up and kissed a man who has just gone in. Is she that desperate she is now seeing Mike? 

I watched just for a few more seconds, as she rubbed the front of his trousers. God, not in there, went through my mind. I looked past them to the two men who stumbled past me earlier. They got up from their seats in the café. They moved in on Tina, and having witnessed her grope Mike, the two drunks wanted something similar. 

Pushing and shoving started, and a flailing fist missed any sort of target by quite a distance. Gradually the two men calmed themselves down and left, laughing. They stumbled out onto the street and knocked into a couple, which apparently by the two drunk's reckoning, was the couple's fault.

Tina and Mike sat down, and the café owner tidied up the mess. I breathed a little sigh of relief. All was calm again, and now I could answer my call from number 9. 

As I put the phone to my ear I glanced one last time at the café. Mike was laying down some law by the look of things, and Tina was trying to argue back. 

Lisa, number 9, asked when I was meeting her again. I told her tomorrow, which didn't seem to go down to well. She said she wanted me to fuck her, she wanted to give me her address, and she didn't mind playing the games, or letting me whip her again, but she needed a fuck. I told her to wait until her boyfriend came home from work if that was all she wanted. I hung up with her screaming abuse down the phone. Oh well, time to move on. 

One last glance at Tina and Mike, and I could see she was upset by something he had said. She sat down, and he looked angry, or frustrated by something. She'll get over it and so will Mike if he wants her that much. Will he leave his wife for her, or is she just going to be a quick fuck? I guess the latter, but even though I've know Tina for just a few hours, if you total it all up, she doesn't want that, she wants to play, and she doesn't really want Mike, so why the meeting?

Against my better judgement, I pushed open the door and noticed Mike was talking at her, not to Tina, at her. Her eyes looked up, and suddenly she wasn't listening to Mike. She watched me go to the counter. I got two coffees and I sat down. I gestured with my hand to the second coffee. She got up and walked past Mike, still staring at me and not listening to him. He turned and stopped talking, watching her in disbelief as she sat at my table opposite me. Mike was at a loss. He puffed up his chest, and came towards the table. 

"What the hell are you doing?" he hissed at her.

"I'm sorry Mike, it is best we stop now, before we make a terrible mistake."

Mike threw his hands in the air and looked at me, "Just who the fuck is he?"

"I don't know his name, but I don't think it really matters."

Tina looked back at me, and we stayed staring at each other, until Mike mumbled something, and then finally left.

"I've missed you. I didn't think I was good enough for you. I was trying to find someone to help me."

"Tina, Mike is only after one thing."

"I know that, and so was I, but he doesn't understand what I want. You did, why didn't you answer my calls?"

I smiled, and I told her about number four, not names, just why, so Tina would know why I didn't answer her calls. She sort of got what I meant, but I could tell she wasn't too impressed. Women's logic is different than a man's, maybe I could have answered her calls, or at least one of them, and explained, but I didn't want to get drawn into a long conversation. I know, just like most men. I told her I was sorry, and in future, if I felt she needed time to herself, I'd tell her. 

I told her I had watched the drunks, and I said I would have come across if I thought it would have got out of hand. Again the logical of the male failed in her eyes. 

We left the café and strolled up the road, she looked at me and smiled as we passed the burnt out shop.

"Do you think he's in there?" she asked, pulling me to the window, like a little excited girl.

I grinned back, "You mean the tramp that has your panties, probably."

We walked on.

"Why didn't you want to meet Jayne, why did you run off?"

"I had my reasons. Besides, I thought it was a natural exit."

"I wouldn't have gone with Mike. You do know that, don't you?"

This is where I couldn't understand why she would meet with him, and then not take it any further, but I just accepted it.

"Why don't you come to Evelyn's birthday party?"

"No, and who is Evelyn?"

"Mike's wife, it is next week, please come."

I resisted the obvious question, "No, I don't get mixed up in home life. I don't want to become part of your circle of friends," finally I had to ask to obvious question, "and what about Mike?" 

"Mike is a big pussy deep down. He wouldn't say anything anyway. Also my ex will be there, with his little tart."

"So, were you planning to use me to get back at him?"

She giggled and said, "It's a delicious thought. Think about it please, or do I have to give you a card with dare you on it?"

I smiled at her for that, but while I'll admit it had possibilities, it would go against everything I thought was right.

"I told Jayne about you, and what we did over a bottle of wine. She was quite disgusted at first, but the questions grew and grew. Do I need spanking again?"

"Meet me at this address tomorrow at 3'oclock."

She took the card off me and looked at it, "What do I have to wear?"

"Bra, suspender belt, stockings, panties, and high heels, all in black, and shave your pussy."

Her eyes shot round the shoppers, I guess wondering if anyone had noticed.

"I don't know if I can."

"You will, and you'll be there."

Level three.

The Spider club is on the rough side of town. Staring up at the black spider painted on the red sign doesn't really give any hint of what is inside. Walking into the dimly lit corridor, you are hit with the walls painted deep red, and the doors painted black, by this time you'll either have thought, this is a little tacky, or let's get the fuck out of here!

I watched from the other side of the room as Tina pushed through a heavy velvet curtain. The bar was lit up with just one man behind it, filling the shelves with bottles of beer. The harsh drone of a vacuum cleaner was away to my left, the woman pushing it back and forth just looked at Tina without stopping her swing, and then down to the carpet again. The barman stopped and looked over at Tina. He pointed into the darkness at the far end of the room where I was sat. Tina walked in the direction he had indicated. I stood up, and gestured to the chair opposite the table, and sat back down on the high backed bench seat, padded in red leather. I held my hand up and the barman acknowledged me, and headed over with a large glass of wine. Tina smiled at him nervously. I guess it took quite a bit of courage for Tina to come to this side of town, even in a taxi.

"What is this place?"

"Just a club," I replied.

"What a strip club sort of thing?" she asked, and then sipped the chilled wine.

I pointed to large wooden cross bolted to a wall with chains, shackles, and cuffs dangling from the ends. Tina gulped more of her wine, and her eyes looked round the walls, noting various whips and paddles. 

"Don't worry, I'm not going to chain you up, and it is more for decoration, the real stuff goes on down stairs."

She smiled, but still didn't look too convinced. The woman packed the vacuum cleaner away and left. 

"Is it opening soon, the club I mean?"

"Not for a few hours. I'm playing cards with a couple of acquaintances of mine. You are going to serve the drinks for us....without your coat."

I watched her tip the wine a little more quickly. 

"You'll get fingered, pulled onto laps, and asked for a kiss for good luck."

"Oh, is that all, what I'm saying is will I be expected to."

The curtain swung open and Adam peered through the gloom. He snapped at the barman to switch on the far end lights where I was sat. The lights were still low, but enough for him to recognise me. He called across as he walked towards me. 

"There you are, ready for another stuffing then?"

I got up and whispered to Tina to take off her coat, and then wait at the bar. She looked at me and hesitated slightly, but then she started unbuttoning her coat. Brian came in just a minute or two later, and told the barman what he wanted to drink, and then Adam and Brian's eyes focused on Tina. She looked awkward, but she stood at the bar as Phil the barman made the drinks, and then put them on a silver tray. We went over to a card table and watched as Tina walked over carrying the drinks. She looked a little nervous, but she was doing okay.

"So is this your latest slut?" Adam asked, devouring Tina with his eyes. 

"Yes, this is Tina." 

She placed the drinks down and Brian slid his hand onto her ass, and judging by Tina's wince and jerk forward, he had pinched her hard.

Through the card game Tina was touched and groped, all over her body. She coped with it well, as she moved back and forth with drinks for the next hour. The only thing she objected to was Adam wriggling his finger in the back of her knickers. She twisted away, and Adam laughed out loud. Adam pulled her onto his lap and she sat there, not entirely comfortable, but she didn't object when he unclipped her bra and pulled it from her breasts. I watched Tina's face as Adam started groping her tits, she looked a little shocked, but she seemed okay. 

Tina sat there not quite sure what to do with her hands. One minute her hands move in a defensive gesture, the next they fell away. Adam grabbed her firmly by her chin, and turned her mouth to his. Again her hand came up, but she didn't make contact with his arm. He started kissing her, and his soft groaning must have echoed in her mouth. 

"Are we playing cards, or do you two want a room?" Brian asked with a serious tone in his voice.

"Adam broke the kiss and smiled at me, "How much do you want for her?"

"She's not for sale," I replied looking at Tina's somewhat shocked face, and then added, "yet."

"Well send her to get more drinks then." Brian snapped.

Tina got up and went to the bar, as we continued playing cards for the next twenty minutes.

"Not your game is it, that's nearly £1000 you've lost," Adam chuckled, as he raked the pile of notes towards him with both arms. 

Tina stared at me with disbelief in her eyes.

"Well, if I've cleaned you out, there's no point in hanging around. Thanks for the game, and I'll see you later."

"Aren't you going to give him a chance to win it back?"

Adam looked at me, and then to Tina and grinned, "Nope, I never have yet, let's see, it must be nearly £3000 this month. I'll see you next week."

"You can't take all his money just like that!"

"Watch me babe," Adam said with a wink.

"Tina, it's okay, honestly."

Her eyes flicked round to Brian, hoping to get some back up from him.

"This isn't fair...are you just going to sit there and let him walk away with all that money?"

"What else do you suggest I do?"

"Don't worry sweetheart. He'll have a chance next week, that's if he can find the cash."

The barman walked over and handed me the bill. 

"This is a little embarrassing Phil. I'll have to pay next week."

"Well in that case Sir, I suggest you leave...now."

Phil took the drink out of my hand.

"Well at least pay for the drinks, for god's sake," Tina snapped."

"No way, he wanted to play, and he lost...again."

Tina's head spun between me and the leaving Adam and Brian. 

"I don't believe it, you're just going to let them walk away...do something."

The little display of concern from Tina was touching, amusing, and to be honest, fucking sexy too. The worry in her eyes, and the slightly squeaking voice when she was trying to be brave or assertive was amazing. The way she looked between the three of us trying to work things out also hit a spot with me.

"Tina I lost, anyway my luck might change next week."

"Not the way you play cards, some of your bets were, well plain stupid, a kid wouldn't have bet on things you did," her head spun to the Barman, "for god's sake, at least let him have his drink."

"He hasn't got the money to pay, so it isn't his drink," Phil hissed at Tina.

"Tina get your coat, we have to leave."

"Tell you what. I'll let you have the money back, if you give me the slut in exchange."

Tina looked at the two men as they came back to the table. Adam walked up to her and smiled dirtily in her eyes.

"You're too soft with them, this one needs to have her arse smacked, and she's far too lippy. Let me have her for the afternoon, and I'll break her like she should be broken.

"You mean if I have sex with you, then, you'll give him back the money?" Tina asked, but with a bigger quiver of uncertainty in her voice than before.

I watched as Adam and Brian started laughing.

"There she goes again. No, what I mean is, you become my slut, I'll train you and treat you how you should be treated, not mollycoddle you like he does. Your ass will sting for days, and your pussy, mouth, and asshole will have so much spunk, you'll wonder if you are fucking human sponge. He won't push you like I will, he never does. Brian, take her to the bog and fuck her, oh and if she starts screaming shove her knickers in her mouth."

The money got dumped on the table and Brian grabbed Tina's hand. A disbelieving worried look crossed Tina's face, and she tried to pull her arm out of Brian's grasp.

"The club opens soon. I want her back here and chained to the cross, and then I'm going to whip her in front everyone. Hell, I'll even offer the whip round when I've finished."

"That's enough."

Brian released Tina and she rushed to me, as she turned she saw both Adam and Brian grinning. Slowly it dawned on her it was all an act.

"You bastard...how could you, let me, think."

A cork popped behind the bar and Phil carried over a glass of champagne. Tina took the glass and threw the contents in my face. 

"Would you like another glass of champagne?" Brian asked.

I nodded, "Yes," and then I turned to Tina, "but this time Tina, will you drink it, please."

She sat at the table, and the confusion was still etched over her face, by the time Phil came back with a second glass she had calmed down a little. Adam and Brian picked up the money and left.

"I guess that was their money in the first place?"

"No, it was mine."

The questioning look came back on her face, and as I wiped myself with a towel I watched her lovely green eyes and the mind behind them trying to figure it out.

"So, it really was your money?"

I nodded.

"And, was I really supposed to go with him, to the toilet?"

I didn't give her an answer.

"You mean, because I struggled, because I made a fuss, you ended the game?"

"No, the game was always finishing there. Like I said, I'll push you, but I won't make you do things you're not happy with."

"So it wasn't supposed to end there?"

"Yes it was, and it always ends there. The thing is, now you know what you have to do to get my money back, you should think about it for a day or two, and then let me know."

"You mean, you want me to, fuck, Brian, and Adam, is going to, whip me?"

"The whipping won't happen, unless you are comfortable with it, but Adam will expect a fuck too. Oh you will be tied to a bed though. Like I said...."

"...Yes I know, you'll push me, but you won't make me do things I won't like. Has anyone else gone this far?"

"Yes, and further, Tina it is up to you, let me know."

"But if I don't, you won't get your money back...will you?"

"No, and the game ends."

"You mean you won't play with me again?" she asked a little shocked.

The dread on her face at the game finishing, told me a lot more about her at that moment than any words ever could. In a few hours or even a day, she might decide that it was over, but watching her face, I was pretty sure she would at least try to carry on.

"Do I have to repeat the pushing thing again?"

She looked down deep in thought for a moment. I just sat there trying to second guess her next words. Her hair shone in the light as her head came back up. She took a deep breath.

"I've only ever been with three men, and one of them was you. I know we didn't, fuck, so perhaps it really means two men."

Trying to keep a sense of a lack of shock is sometimes quite difficult, especially faced with what Tina had just said. While I'd never put Tina in the slut category, I would have bet on more than two lovers. Again I wasn't sure how many, but maybe half a dozen.

"My first was a boy I knew at school. We were both 19 when it happened at a party. He was a virgin too, and well, it wasn't anything that made my toes curl. My husband, sorry ex husband, was more experienced than me, although you wouldn't have thought it to start with."

Her eyes stared into mine and I could tell she was telling the truth. I could have sat there listening to her all day. Some women I could tell would bore me after 2 minutes. I guess I could bore women too, so don't think I'm some sort of big head. 

"He, my ex, Colin, never wanted anything other than well, straight sex. I found it difficult to ask him or tell him I wanted something different, sexually. Most things like decorating, or holidays I'd tell him what I liked, and he'd do it, but sex, well it was just hard for me to face him and tell him. I wanted him to shag me over the bonnet of the car. I guess because he had a strict upbringing, well that might have had something to do with it."

"And yet he fucked someone behind your back?"

She nodded, "That is what is so fucking annoying. Why didn't he tell me he wasn't happy with me?"

"I don't know. Tina did you ask why, when he left you?"

"Yes, a thousand times," she shrugged her shoulders and chuckled, "he told me I wouldn't understand."

"I think we should stop. I think you need time to get over him."

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then opened wide, "No, I want to carry on. For the first time in my life my sex life isn't mundane, it's exciting and fresh. I know you have concerns and that well, is nice, but don't dump me like this. I want to reach a point where, well, where I can say, no more. I want to be happy that I've reached a limit. I don't want to regret stopping, never knowing or wondering if I could have gone and passed the next level. Please, I want to keep playing, don't let me down."




Dare You? Tina Ch. 03



I nearly had a lump in my throat after her little passion filled speech. I stood up and pointed to the loo. I couldn't tell her I need a pee, because I would have choked on the first word. I couldn't let her see I had emotions. 

When I came back I went to the bar, and told Phil what I wanted him to do. He went out through the back door, and a minute later he came back, and handed me the key to the back door after locking it. 

I turned to Tina, and told her to strip everything off. She looked a little surprised for a moment. I think she thought we had finished for today. In truth it normally would have been, but I was inspired.

I sat back in the chair and watched her slowly remove her shoes, stockings, suspenders, and finally her knickers. Even that had a clumsiness which I found sexy. Again that uncertain smile crossed her lips, as she stood totally naked before me. 

She chuckled a little embarrassed and said, "I was waiting for your friends to say your name, they never did, and now here I am, standing in front of you like this, what is your name?"

"Tina, you haven't shaved your pussy," I said totally ignoring her question.

"Sorry, but I did trim it."

I called Phil over. I whispered to him and he left the bar. 10 minutes later he was back. He put down the razor and the shaving gel, which he had bought from the newsagents down at the end of the street, and then went back to the bar. Tina was now well aware of what I wanted.

I threw the towel on the floor, the one I had used to wipe the champagne off my face, and told Tina to lay on it. She hesitated for a few second, and then did as she was told. I watched her watching me as I squirted the gel on my fingers. She swallowed hard and her fingers opened and closed, like she was preparing herself for what she knew was coming.

"Relax I'm not a bloody dentist."

I knelt down, and rubbed the gel until it changed from a lump of blue, to a white creamy foam. Now and then my finger tips went further down, and parted her pussy lips. Each time she shuddered a little and gasped softly. Her white breasts wobbled a little too, and I watched her nipples harden. 

"Now, keep still," I told her.

She nodded, and then went quite rigid. I had to suppress a chuckle. Her eyes closed as the first full swipe of the razor glided through the foam, taking the hair in its path. When I took the razor away to wipe it, Tina gasped in relief. 

Swipe after swipe gradually took all her hair away, as she lay there not speaking or daring to move. Phil came up and stood at my side just as I finished. He handed me a fresh towel. Tina was watching him, and again she gulped as his eyes wandered between her legs. 

"I'm, going to open soon. Do you want another drink first?"

"No, thank you," I replied as I wiped the towel over Tina's smooth shaved pussy, getting rid of the odd trace of foam.

I took Tina's hands and pulled her into a sitting position. She gradually looked down between her legs, almost if she expected something horrible to have happened to her. The slight worry on her face evaporated, and a strange disbelieving smile grew there instead.

"Do, you like it?"

The words came from her and not me. I wouldn't have asked that anyway, but I would have wondered if she did. I was back in master mode now.

"It's a shaved pussy, nothing more nothing less."

My words didn't dampen her grin.

"I should get dressed if this place is opening."

I pulled her to her feet, and then grabbed the key which Phil had given to me earlier from the table. I walked to the wall and took one of the whips from the clips that held it there. Tina's smile had now left her face. 

I took her hand and had to jerk her slightly to get her feet moving. I walked her to the door with the whip in my hand. I unlocked it and swung the door open. When she realised it opened out into the back yard she bulked. I pulled her through onto the covered patio. It was dark outside apart from the 3 halogen lights, two of which shined on the grass, and that left the other one lighting up the patio. The backyard was surrounded by red brick high walls on three sides, and the building behind us. I saw Tina looking around trying to see if any of the buildings had windows which looked down on the yard, none did. 

"Are we going to another level, now?"

"Yes Tina, sort of, although I'll admit this is a little off the cuff."

Earlier when I came back from the loo, I had asked Phil to turn on the lights and the garden sprinkler system. The grass was bright green under the lights, and soaked. A few small puddles had formed where the grass was bare, and just soil. I knew just two days ago the grass had been cut. 

"Are, you going to whip me, out here?"

My intention wasn't to do that, but I wasn't going to let her off.

"If you do as you're told, then I won't have to whip you."

I pulled her onto the grass. She jumped and shrieked a little, as her bare feet hit the sodden grass.

"Lie down and roll over and over on the grass. From this end to that and back again."

Her eyes asked the question that her mouth couldn't. Her trembling was back, as she looked at the sprinklers still working, still spewing out water, still flicking round in a circle, and covering every inch of the grass.

"Well?" I asked as I held up the whip and let the strands uncurl from my fist.

She nodded, and I walked back to the patio, lit a cigarette, and watched. Slowly she got down on her hands and knees. I heard her gasp as her belly hit the wet ground. I could see her still trembling, and watched keenly as she started to roll. 

It took her 20 complete turns to reach the end. As her body went under where the sprinklers were firing their spray of water, she shook and gasped. As she rolled back up, over and over I could see with each roll, the blades of cut grass sticking to her body. There were far too many to count, but she was covered from head to toe. She started picking grass for her mouth, but before she could wipe any off her face I cracked the whip. She jumped and looked at me. I shouted through to Phil to switch off the sprinklers. A few seconds passed by, and then the water and the spinning heads ceased.

Tina watched from the ground, as I threw the whip down where she could reach it. 

"Now, you have to do a few things for me. The first is you will face the patio. The second is you will keep your eyes closed, until I tell you it is okay to open them. The third thing is you will suck the handle on the whip like it is a cock, and then when I tell you, you will fuck yourself with it, until you come. Is there anything you are not sure about Tina?"

"What happens if I don't come, or I open my eyes?" she asked quietly.

"Then your ass turns red with whip marks, do you understand Tina, I'm not fucking about? You want me to take control, and this is what I want, prove to me you are not a useless cunt. Now, lay back and start."

For the next few minutes I watched her sucking the whip handle. At first it was quite obvious she was finding it difficult and probably felt a little stupid. But I encouraged her with the odd word now and then, and I told her to finger herself. Gradually she got a little more worked up, until her hips were moving off the wet grass.

"Fuck yourself with it now Tina, show me how much you want to be controlled. Make yourself come."

I watched mesmerised as she slid the whip handle in her pussy, gradually getting deeper and deeper as she toyed with her nipples. Her breathing was getting heavy and ragged, as her fingers left her nipples and started on her clit. 

"Faster with the whip Tina, Show me what a true slut you are, and keep your fucking eyes closed."

There was no going back now. The grass clung to her wet body, as the whip and her fingers started her groaning and writhing around. More grass stuck to her, and her knees bent planting her feet in the soft mud. I watched her explore the muddy puddle with her painted toes, covering them and her feet up to her ankles, in grass, water, and mud. 

"I'm going to come... going to....fucking, come," spat from her mouth with big heavy pants in between.

As she started to come I shouted to her to open her eyes. I had to repeat the command and when she did, through glazed eyes, she saw several faces watching her from the patio.

"Oh fuck....oh fucking hell," she cursed as she carried on, now staring at Adam, his slut Molly, Brian, and three other men who I only know vaguely, as men who frequent the club. 

Her whole body was living the orgasm, and her head fell back on the grass. The whip and her fingers, if anything, had got faster and more urgent to complete a very strong orgasm. 

"Fucking brilliant," Adam mumbled slowly. 

"I don't believe it...she really is good," Brian added. 

I asked someone to go and get her coat. Adam sent Molly, and I watched her ass roll back into the club, and I noted on her feet, those really high heels, which Adam loved his sluts to wear. Molly had her hair teased right up, and a black leather cat suit on, with the zips on the breasts open and her tits hanging out. As she came back her face was a mass of thick makeup, and she had I guess, 5 or 6 earrings in each ear. She wore purple lipstick, and matching eye shadow, and a pink collar round her neck, with Adam's cunt in black studs on it. She wasn't really my cup of tea, but I had fucked her once, while she was trussed up in a hammock in one of the rooms. I think I was the second or third in a line of 10 men. Molly was 22 and nothing seemed to faze her, she had gone past any worries or thoughts of not doing what she was told. 

As she came back to the patio Adam stopped Molly and hissed something in her ear. She marched onto the grass and pulled Tina up. Molly put the coat over Tina, and then picked up the whip. We all watched Tina's eyes open wide, as Molly put the handle of the whip in her mouth, and started sucking it, along with Tina's juices. Tina jerked the lower half of her body away, when Molly went to grope her between her legs.

"Stuck up cunt," Molly spat, and then went back to sucking and licking Tina's juices off the whip.

I took Tina through to the bar, which was filling nicely with a few regulars. Even with her hair wet and grass tangled in her locks she looked beautiful. I sat her in a chair and wiped the mud off her feet with a towel. 

"Where's my underwear?" she mumbled down at me.

I pointed to the wall behind her. She turned round and her stockings, bra, and suspender belt, hung on the same hooks I had taken the whip from. 

"Where are my panties?" she asked looking worried in a delightfully sexy way.

Right at that time Brian held them up. Tina went to grab them, but Brian quickly pulled them away, and then stuffed them in his pocket. 

"You had better do your coat right up. You're going home like that, on the bus."

She just stared at me in disbelief. I pulled her up and started doing her coat up, "Any objections?" I asked as I did the belt up.

"My shoes, I can't go bare foot."

"No shoes, just the coat. I'll be on the bus too, but I'll act like I don't know you."

"But I'm a mess, what will people think?"

She did look a mess, but a sexy mess.

"Well, your hair is wet and covered in grass, you face has grass on it, and your legs are covered in droplets of water and grass cuttings. I'm sure whoever is on the bus will have their thoughts, as to why you are in that state and shoeless of course."

Walking 10 paces behind her to the bus stop was quite something. Men and women glanced at her, and some looked longer than other others. One woman even stopped in her tracks.

I watched Tina's slim ankles as she picked her way bare foot through the crowd, until we reached the bus stop. The wait was I guess agonising for her, but we were the only two in the bus shelter. She was good, by that I mean she didn't look in my direction once. She just stared ahead, only dropping her head when someone passed. My eyes looked down on her painted toe nails, the colour was bright red, and I can only imagine how they would have attracted the attention of men and women walking towards her earlier. 

I stood right behind her as she climbed the steps to get on the bus. Her knee length coat wasn't quite short enough to expose anything, other than a nice glimpse of thigh. She took her purse out of her pocket, and told the stunned driver where she wanted to go. I stood there staring at the grass on her legs as she paid.

She moved to a seat, and I had to wait until the driver had wound his neck in from watching her walk up the bus.

"Someone has been a naughty girl I guess." I whispered with a grin to the driver.

"Do you reckon mate? I tell you what, when she came up the steps that coat opened, and all you could see was grass on her thighs. I don't reckon she's got any knickers on either."

"It takes all sorts I guess."

"Yep, it sure does."

The bus was about half full, or half empty, depending on how you look at things like that. The stir she had caused amongst the other passengers had stopped now, no mumblings or nudging one another, but still a few just stared at her. 

Tina, with her red face, just stared out of the window. The two men behind her just looked at each other, and one pointed to, I suppose, the grass entangled in her wet curly hair. Passengers got on and some got off over the next 7 stops. Those that were on the bus when Tina got on, all glanced at her as they passed her seat. 

I decided to get off the stop before her, as I made my way slowly passed her seat she just kept looking out of the window. Tina's breasts rose and fell in her coat. I could see the white curve of her left breast, and the darkness in between them. Her legs were pressed together, and her hands seemed to be holding her coat closed. I took one last look at the lower half of her thighs, which her coat couldn't conceal, and moved to front of the bus. I clung to the seat next to the driver and leant forward. 

"Hey I reckon you're right, when I passed her I could see her tit, and I saw grass on it too."

"She must be a right dirty bitch."

"Well, she must be naked under that coat like you reckon. It takes some guts to do that I suppose."

The bus stopped and the doors swished open. The driver said goodbye and I got off the bus, crossed the road, and then waited for a bus going in the opposite direction.

I got a text from Tina less than 10 minutes later, it simply said, "I'm home, thank you, X."



Dare You? Tina Ch. 04-05



I thought long and hard about my next steps for Tina. Sometimes I was trying to think of something special for her, the next I was telling myself I should just stick to my levels. The thought of Adam and Brian fucking her was something that I wasn't sure I liked. Maybe Adam was right, I was too soft on them and Tina especially. Maybe I was getting closer to her than I should.

I've been in two serious relationships, and at one point I had a wife, until she decided she needed someone else. The usual thing that partners say to each other came from her lips, "It's not you it's me, I've changed," for some of you who might be thinking of using that to get out of a relationship, don't, it means fuck all. 

We lasted 4 years before that little bombshell was dropped, along with, "You're a lovely guy, you'll find someone else," I didn't want anyone else, but fuck what was I supposed to do. I looked at myself when I stopped drinking a few months later. I asked myself, what have I done wrong? I didn't have a fucking clue! So I moved on, got myself sorted, and tried to find out what women wanted. In the end they seemed to want so much my head was spinning. The only gift I seemed to have with some of them is a sexual one. Again it doesn't cover all women, but fucking hell, there are so many in the world, something of which I'm glad about by the way.

Sex was very good with my ex wife. In her words, "My god you do all the right things for me," The important word in that to remember is 'for' I did the right things FOR her and not TO her. Some of you might think that it doesn't make a difference, but I reckon it does. Even now I have a hard time with her bit about her changing, but I've got used to it, even though it is a shit excuse. So like with Tina and a few others I do things for, and those in the past before I hit on the card idea, I've made mistakes, but I'm learning all the time. 

Tina phoned me the next day and said she would try and go with Adam and Brian, as long as I was there. There was no way I'd leave her with them anyway, but I didn't tell Tina that. I just told her I'd be there, if that is what she really wanted. She said she would let Adam whip her, but she wouldn't unless I was there. She wanted it to be gentle, and if she couldn't take it she wanted me there to stop it. I agreed, because like I said, I wouldn't make her go through anything she really didn't want to. She sounded excited about the whole thing. I did wonder if she would ask if I was going to join in, she didn't. Part of me was a little disappointed, but I would make up my mind as things progressed about whether I would or not. Besides I had a bigger thing to decide. Her last words before we said goodbye were, "Please, will you come to the party. I've got to go, I need to go, but I need you there."

"Tina, meet me for coffee tomorrow, and we'll discuss it further."

She sounded excited, we said our goodbyes, and my foot kicked the bin across the kitchen, at the frustration at not being able to tell her no over the phone.

Again I watched from across the street as she sat in the café, and then I went shopping. I gave her 20 minutes on her own before I went in. She smiled at me and jumped up and went to the counter. I sat opposite her chair with her coat on the back, and waited until she brought my coffee. She sat down and grinned at me.

"I don't think you should go to the party," I said.

Her grin dropped.

"I've made up my mind. I was asked before my ex, and I said I'd go."

"Tina, when the booze has been flowing for a few hours, well something could be said that won't go down to well. It'll be like walking through a mine field."

"I can handle my drink, well, I know when to stop."

I leant forward, "Tina, I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about anyone, your ex, his new girlfriend, Mike, or anyone of your friends who thinks you've been wronged. It isn't just limited to you."

She sat back and looked out of the window for a few seconds, and then she turned to me, "I'm going to the party. I've made up my mind. I'm not hiding away just because my ex will be there, and Mike won't do anything."

"That's another thing, he doesn't like me, if I turn up you'll be planting another mine."

"Are you saying you won't come with me?"

It was my turn to look out of the window. I didn't want to go against my rule, but the thought of Tina standing in a corner on her own wasn't very nice. I'm sure she wouldn't be on her own, but how the fuck would she cope if something did go wrong?

"No Tina, I can't, in fact I think this should stop, the whole thing. Find yourself a nice guy. Tina, you don't need the shit I put you through."

I chucked a ten pound note on table, ignored the "You bastard," that was hissed at me under her breath, and left.

Three nights later I knocked on Tina's door, what the fuck I was doing was beyond me. It went against everything I told myself I wouldn't do. I heard her call to hang on from somewhere up the stairs behind the door. A minute later I could hear her feet rushing down the stairs. I took a deep breath as she fiddled with some lock behind the door. It opened just a couple of inches until the chain stopped it. Her eyes peered at me and the door closed. The chain rattled as it swung out of the cradle, and the door opened wider the second time. We just stared at each other for a few seconds, and then she smiled. 

"Come in, I'm glad you're here."

I watched her ass sway as she walked in front of me. It was obvious she was going to the party, she had on a knee length figure hugging black dress, and black tights or hold up stockings, I knew one or the other, because the dress was so tight there wasn't a sign of a suspender strap anywhere. She turned facing me and the plunging neckline went to a V below the level of her breasts. 

"I didn't think I'd see you again, I'm glad you're here though, really glad."

She caught me staring at her cleavage.

"Do you think the dress is too much?"

"No, as long as you are comfortable wearing it. Although you should remove your knickers, I can see the outline."

She giggled and then stopped herself, "I thought that too, but I wasn't sure if I could."

That seemed strange after what I had her do. 

"Is that a new dress?"

Her eyes looked inquisitive at me for a few seconds, and then she got what I meant.

"Yes, he hasn't seen me in this before."

"And the pendant you're wearing?"

Her face dropped as her red painted fingers touched the chain round her neck, "It was the last thing he bought me. Oh god you're right. I wasn't wearing it to well...I just like it that's all."

Before I could tell her to take it off she did. 

"Now your knickers," I commanded.

She pulled up her dress, and really had to wriggle to get it up until she could reach under the hem and pull her knickers down. I saw the tops of her stay up stockings, and stood there as she pulled her knickers off. Part of me wanted to fuck her, and then send her to the party with a pussy full of spunk, but I was doing this for Tina. I wanted her calm and in control of herself, without any other pressure from me. Tonight I was going to help her, and I could see she needed it, it was that obvious. Over a drink she told me, she really had to push herself to be in the same room as her ex husband. She had bumped into him with his little young tart, as Tina referred to his girlfriend as, just a couple of weeks after her and her husband had split. She told me Gloria was just 24 but looked a couple of years younger. Tina said she felt shocked by seeing then together, and then she got tongue tied, and she had to hurry off before the tears started. So this wasn't going to be any picnic for her or me for that matter. I gave her a few tips and she listened intently. She was really determined to go to the party, no matter how awkward it would be for her. I guess too that this is why she plays the game so well. We arrived after walking just a few hundred yards down from her house. She knocked on the door and then suddenly turned to me, "What do I call you, I mean what's your name?"

"Anything you want to, make one up," I replied.

"Sam, you look like a Sam," she said with a smile.

So Sam it was, although I wasn't sure if I looked like a Sam.

"Okay, but try not to tell your ex."

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because like I said, it is bugger all to do with him."

"Anyway, I'll doubt if he'll talk to me," her head spun round and she looked a little worried, "Not that I want him to, and I think you are wrong, he won't talk to me."

"Oh he will, but remember what I said."

The door opened and a rather plump woman stood in front of us, in a long flowing dress with such big gaudy flowers on it, I wondered if she wearing curtains. So this was Evelyn, and straightaway I realised why Mike was chasing Tina. I'm not be nasty about her, alright I am, but she could have helped herself a little more in the clothing department, and when she hugged me I thought my ribs were going to crack. Still she was pleasant enough, apart from the overpowering cheap perfume, which we had to smell and pretend, was nice, because her Mike had bought it for her for her birthday.

"God that stinks," Tina whispered, as we stepped inside.

So it wasn't just me then.

As parties go it was full of the usual suburban things. Music from the 90's assaulted your ears, but drowned out the gaps in conversations. A long table covered with food and a white throw a way paper cloth, which we were told not to lean on the end of, because it could go, in Evelyn's words "tits up," seemed to stretch the length of the longest wall. How the fuck 14 people would get through all the food was beyond me, still I guess I'd end up with a doggy bag like everyone else, and end up throwing it in some hedge for the foxes, badgers, and hedgehogs to pick through later.

Obviously the party wasn't my type of thing, but I reminded myself why I was there. I handed Evelyn a card and a box. Tina was as surprised as her friend, she opened the card which I hadn't signed, and then her fingers pulled the wrapping off a Kate Spade silver photo frame, which cost me around £100. Evelyn just stared at it in shock, and started gushing about how I shouldn't have bought it. I got what I thought I would, another big hug, and then she called to Mike to come and see.

"My god, that's expensive, I didn't expect you to buy anything for her," Tina whispered.

Before Tina could say anything more, Mike was stood in front of me. He, amongst others, had been watching me, but his eyes seemed to have more than a hint of agitation. Mike repeated his wife's words, about me not buying her anything, but it was more of a hissed statement. Evelyn came back carrying the photo frame. 

"Thank you, again, I'll find a nice photo of Mike and me to put in it."

The doorbell drew her attention, and she excused herself and went to answer it, still clutching the photo frame to her enormous tits. Mike moved off to talk to someone else, and I felt Tina squeeze my hand as a voice greeted Evelyn behind us in the hall.  

"That's him, my ex is coming in."

"Relax," I whispered. 

I could see the odd look from a few of the other guest, and just a quick glance between Tina and her ex husband. To me the rest of the guests all seemed like vultures, just waiting for the first move between to warring parties. Perhaps that wasn't the right way to sum it up, but it sure felt like a few guest were here, just waiting for things to kick off. The glance between Colin and Tina told me a lot. Tina I could feel was a little nervous, but she held herself upright as I had told her to do. Colin just glanced at her with a look in his eye which said, "I'll get to you later."

Usually in these sorts of things you would expect the hosts to keep things calm. But already I knew I had misjudged Evelyn. Watching the look she gave Tina when Tina spotted Colin, left me in no doubt that Evelyn was revelling in what might happen. Her fat face had the hint of a smug grin, which she tried to hide with a glass of wine. As she held the glass to her lips her eyes watched Tina, she looked like the devil puppet master, waiting for her nasty plan to swing into action. The air kiss she exchanged with Colin's tart was enough to tell me Tina, although quite strong, would have crumbled without me being around. As for Colin's girlfriend, Gloria, she wore a tight fitting silver top, which did little to hide her jugs. The black trousers she wore looked like they had been sprayed on. A mass of dyed blond hair cascaded down her back. Her makeup was to my eyes, gaudy. I doubt it would appeal to any of the clientele in the Spider club, yes it was that bad. She shot a little grin at Tina, and then pushed her arm through Colin's, and looked back to make sure Tina had noticed. 

Over the course of the next hour, Tina and I chatted with a few of the other guests, but we stayed in our corner. Tina was in control of herself, but that wasn't going to last long by the way she was going through the wine. The next glass I gave her contained water. Her eyes looked in the glass and back at me.

"You need to stay focused."

"By that you mean sober, I take it?"

I didn't answer, and to Tina's credit she didn't mention it again, she sipped the water like it was wine. Colin was sinking the booze like some macho on his way to being an asshole, and his little tart was becoming louder and louder. Gloria's laugh was going right through me, and a few others I had noticed. The shrill was one which made me feel the same, as when my mother used to scrape a metal spoon on those old fashioned pans. If Gloria ever went to the club the first thing I'd do is gag the bitch, strip her naked and fuck her hard face down on the bed frame with no mattress. 

Evelyn came over, and slipped her arm through mine. Her perfume was now fighting with the sweat, and the latter was winning, "Why don't you and me go outside, I do so love to show my garden off," she said.

I could have been polite, but I wasn't, "Evelyn, I'm sure it is a very nice garden, but I don't have the slightest interest in gardens."

Still she wasn't put off; "Look," she whispered, "Colin wants a word with Tina. I'm sure you don't mind giving her 5 minutes?" Her smile was one that I didn't trust, and the little sign to Colin made me feel even more determined not to go.

I was going to give it to her straight when Colin started walking after his beer belly towards us. I looked past him to his girlfriend, who seemed to be whispering in some guy's ear, and then they turned with a grin to watch what was about to happen. 

Someone called Evelyn, and reluctantly her sticky arm left mine, thank god. I moved behind Tina as Colin picked up a can of beer from the table. It gave me time to whisper in Tina's ear, "Be strong, you're better than anyone else here so prove it."

"To you?" she asked.

"No, to yourself," I replied.

Evelyn was now stood next to the smirking blond. Two or three others seemed to move towards them too. This was the audience getting ready for what I'm sure some of them thought, could be an amusing five minutes or so. I held my ground behind Tina, right behind Tina.

Colin finally made it to us, and all I could think was. What the fuck did she ever see in him?

"Tina, I need to come to the house tomorrow. I have to find my passport. I'm going on holiday with Gloria."

I could feel the nervousness in Tina even stood behind her.

"I can't. I mean I'm out tomorrow," she said after a moments pause.

Colin smiled and looked down at his shoes, he looked back at her, "Tina, I need my passport, I'll be round about 10.30, okay?"

Behind him there were 6 or 7 faces watching. I waited for Tina to respond, but I guess she had noticed the faces too. She started to say something, but I knew what was going to come out wasn't in her best interest, so I jumped in.

"I'm taking Tina out tomorrow, she won't be in. I am sure she'll phone you when she finds it."

Tina's hand fumbled behind her, until she felt mine, and she held it.

"Oh is that right, it's got fuck all to do with you, I'm talking to my ex wife. Who is your friend Tina?"

"Colin, don't make a scene."

"Well, what's his name?" 

She went to tell him, but I gripped her hand a little tighter.

"He's just a friend. I'll phone, when I find it, I promise."

Again a little grin crossed Colin's lips. He took a deep breath and said, "Well, make sure you do," he looked behind her to me, "and you, good luck with Tina, you'll need it." 

She gripped my hand, I suspect sensing my step to the side was going to lead to something, it was. I wanted to knock the fucker off his feet. I stopped, and Tina released her grip a little.

"He doesn't need any luck with me. He knows more about me in a few weeks than you ever did. Now go back to your girlfriend, you asshole."

He looked shocked at Tina, but turned slithered back to Gloria, he smiled as he reported to her. His smile dropped when she started hissing things in his ear.

Tina turned and looked up into my eyes, "I didn't do very well, and I shouldn't have called him an asshole."

"You did do well Tina, and nobody heard what you said apart from him, you put him in his place without humiliating him in front of everyone, and right now he's getting an earful from his drunken tart. I think it is best we leave while you've scored a victory."

She smiled, her hand was still shaking probably due to the confrontation, but her green eyes sparkled, and she looked alive. 

"Tina, you were really brave coming here, well done."

Tina smiled at the woman who we had talked to earlier. The woman nodded at me with a smile, and then went back to her husband.

Evelyn didn't look too pleased, and that was before we said our goodbyes. She walked us to the door, but the disappointment of not witnessing some sort of massive argument was noticed by Tina too.

"Evelyn, what happened a few months ago, we should forget about. We have been friends for a good few years, but not anymore."

Tina left Evelyn stumped on her own doorstep, until she finally found something to return to Tina, "Well, fuck you," she hissed.

Tina and I walked up the road, her arm through mine. The smile I had in my head started to drop. Beside me was a woman who I liked, a woman I wanted to take care of, and this wasn't how I saw things going. I cursed myself for stepping over the line and into her private life. Somehow I knew I would have to disentangle myself from her. I had become part of her circle of friends, although some I would hardily call that at all. Right now she was on a high from standing up to her ex husband, and that bitch Evelyn. So what now, do I just drop her home and leave her there alone? I could, but I guess I'd be a right bastard for doing it. So I walked her up the path to her door. 

"It's still early, I'd like you to come in, but I know you don't really want to."

"Is it that obvious?"

She nodded, with one of those grins that people do to try and hide being disappointed. Her next words stunned me for a few seconds.

"So how about we play?"

I tried to think of excuses as to why we shouldn't, but as the cogs rolled in my head, I realised this was possibly the best way of getting us both past an awkward moment, and of course me dumping her on the doorstep. Maybe Adam is right, I am too soft on my players, I know if he was me he would never have gone to the party. 

That smile and those green eyes waited for an answer. Finally I gave it, "Okay, but not here."

"Where then?" she asked, bouncing up and down excitedly.

"We are going to the Spider club."

She nodded, and her smile dropped to a straight face, "Yes my master....your slut will do anything you wish."

I nearly smiled but I made myself stop. Perhaps that was the problem, did I smile too much at Tina? 




Dare You? Tina Ch. 04-05



So we arrived at the Spider club, on a Saturday night at 10.40. Saturday was usually busy, and usually full of people doing weird and not so wonderful things. This would be an eye opener for Tina, and maybe this night would be the night I actually fucked her.

The club was just getting into full swing. We had a couple of drinks at the bar and that was where Tina met Grace. Grace is 45, and part owner of the club. She is 3 inches less than 6 feet tall, with a bust you couldn't ignore, and an hour glass figure like Nigella Lawson, which made you want to trace your fingers over the curves. Her hair was jet black, and long and full. Now and then she pinned it back in a tight ponytail, but tonight it was hanging loose, and framed her face beautifully. Her eyes were dark, and her make up of black eyes shadow, made her look even more menacing. Grace's slightly tanned face, and dark red lipstick on full lips, gave her a frightening look, which had caused many men to wither, or come in their pants, depending on how you liked that sort of thing. Her dress was long, dark purple, and with a low neckline which only just covered her nipples. She had a gold chain hanging round her neck, and dangling from that was a black spider pendant, which she always wore to the club. 

I introduced Tina to Grace. Foolishly, Tina went to shake hands with Grace. You don't shake hands with Grace if you are submissive. Grace just gave her a glare, and Tina recoiled. 

"Brian has told me all about her. So how long have you been training her?" Grace asked.

Before I could reply Adam came over with Molly. Molly dropped to her knees and Grace just stared down at her. I watched Grace offer the back of her hand to Molly, and Molly kissed it, and then rose to her feet. Grace looked at Tina, you've a lot to learn," she snapped.

I watched as Tina knelt before Grace, and said softly, "Yes I have." 

Grace raised an eyebrow like she wasn't expecting Tina to drop, but she offered Tina the back of her hand, and Tina kissed it, if a little tentatively. Grace didn't smile; she never smiles at a submissive in the club. Grace barked out an order, and I watched as Molly started stripping Tina in the main area of the bar. Tina looked a little frightened, but she didn't object. When Tina was finally naked I could see she was blushing. Her eyes weren't sure where to look, and I wasn't surprised that she kept her eyes from making contact with Grace's. 

Tina wasn't the only naked woman in the room, and there were a few men too. One of the naked men, (apart from a collar and leash,) Harry, as I know him, was knelt behind his wife Jenny, as she kissed a big hunk. Harry was kissing Jenny too; his face was buried in between Jenny's ass cheeks, where it had been ever since we came in. Grace whispered to Adam and he went over to Jenny and spoke to her. A minute later Harry was knelt behind Tina. I made a slight movement with my head when I looked at Grace, telling her no. Grace, as usual, ignored me, and I watched as she covered Tina's mouth with her own, and sent her tongue deep into the wide eyed Tina. Grace held her firm with one hand, while with her other hand, she pulled Harry's hair, until his face was buried in Tina's ass. Tina's resistance to the kiss wasn't very strong, but as soon as she felt Harry's face, and probably tongue, she started squealing on the tongue, which by then was probably as far down Tina's throat as it could get. 

"Fuck, she's useless," Grace hissed as she withdrew, "Cuckold, get back to your wife, before you lose sight of her."

Harry withdrew his face from Tina's ass, and then scuttled off.

"What have you been teaching her, she's like a mouse caught in a bloody trap."

"We are only on level."

"You and your levels," Grace hissed interrupting me, and then she turned to Tina, "stay here. I want a word with your master."

Over the next 30 minutes or so, I told Grace all about Tina, how far I had got with her, the things she had done, and her reactions. Grace knew of my dare cards, although she didn't understand why I had to go "advertising," when there were plenty of subs who came in the club. She did help me with a few ideas though. We went back to Tina, who was still in the company of Adam, Molly, and now Brian. Tina was still watching what others were doing, and Brian seemed to be giving her a running commentary. Grace stood looking at Tina. Tina wasn't sure where to look. I think she feared what was coming.

"Do you love and respect your master?"

Tina opened her mouth, but I guess the word love threw her because she couldn't answer.

"Slut, I am not in the habit of repeating myself, but just this once I'll ask again, "Do you love and respect your master?" 

As Tina's eyes flicked to me, Grace snapped her fingers right in Tina's face.

"Answer Grace," Brian said.

"Yes I respect........and........love my master."

"Okay, now we are getting somewhere," Grace said with a grin at Adam who grinned back.

Tina still looked a little stunned, but I could see her trying her best to do what she thought was right.

"So, tell me slut, why has you master still not got his money back from the card game?" 

"Grace it doesn't matter. I've only just started with Tina."

Grace held up her hand stopping me from saying anymore, "Brian, tell Phil to open the safe and get out £3000."

Brian came back with the money banded in 3 bundles of a thousand each, and handed them to Grace. She handed me one banded bundle

"Grace, you can't do this. I won't accept it."

"I can and you will. She took a step closer to Tina, who was now at a loss. "I've just given your master the money he lost at cards the other day, the money you wouldn't get back for him....now, Tina, I'm £1000 short."

Grace handed me the extra two bundles, "And now Tina, I have just bought you for the rest of the night."

Tina's eyes flicked to me and the money in my hand. 

"Now I still believe, I'm £1000 short, and I want my money back."

I watched a smirk between Adam and Brian, and even Molly knew what was going to happen and grinned at me.

Grace turned to Adam, "I believe the deal was you and Brian fuck Tina, and you whip her, for £1000?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I do own the slut for the night, and as my slut, Tina, will get my money back for me."

"Grace no, you can't do this," I protested.

"May I have a word with you please, mistress?" 

All eyes were on Tina now, as Grace nodded and bent her ear to Tina. Grace straightened up and contemplated something for a moment, and then she turned to Adam, "Adam, get a key to room number 6 for you and Brian, you won't be whipping Tina, but you are to bring Molly too, at Tina's request."

I stood staring at Tina, her face was red, but her expression was defiant, she couldn't look at me now.

"You've got 5 minutes to talk to her, and then she's mine," Grace spat.

"Tina, you don't have to do this."

"I do, you keep telling me I can back out, and you keep giving me the choice. Sometimes I don't want that, sometimes I want you to....not give me the choice."

"I give you the choice, because I don't want to lose you, I mean, push you too far."

"You know when Molly tried to touch me in the garden, after I, fucked myself with the whip?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Why didn't you tell me to let her do it? Why did you stop it?"

"Because I didn't want you going any further, you looked too shocked."

"I've been with a woman before, while I was married. She made love to me. I know I never told you, because I didn't want to...put you off me. I know I was shocked when Molly touched me, because all of a sudden, the woman from then flashed through my head, and when Grace, my mistress kissed me. I wasn't fighting her; I was fighting the urges, and that man behind me. Oh I don't think I'm a real lesbian, not full on, but the woman was soft and tender with me, although she got demanding, and a bitch. We did it a couple of times, and then it stopped."

"Well, that's a bloody shock. Tina, Molly won't be soft and gentle."

I watched her take a big lung full of air in, and she said, "Do you know, when I rammed that cucumber up me. I did it exactly as you said, hard, fast, and all the way. I didn't wimp out, and I'm not going to now."

I needed more time to think, and to offer reasons why she shouldn't do this. But that passion was in her voice again, and I suspect in her heart. Whether she would choke and back out, I still wasn't sure, for that reason I wanted to be there, but at the same time I didn't want to watch Adam and Brian with her. 

"Okay, if you're sure."

"Are you mad at me?"

I was so bloody shocked, I couldn't answer. Deep down, although I wouldn't admit to myself, I might have been jealous, of the way Grace took Tina up a level with little or no effort, if she had failed then Grace could come out with the perfect answer, Tina was useless. 

Grace had been doing this since her early 20's, before that she was a prostitute. She quickly progressed from the street corner type, to the type a judge or MP would hire. Even she told me she was surprised she moved up so quickly. Then when one of the news presenters asked her to tie him up and whip him. She found she had a knack for it. As time went on she found that sexual intercourse was rarely necessary, and beating some guy's ass black and blue was far more rewarding. It was that which had me wondering, if I was being too soft on my girls, there you see, I called them girls this time, not sluts, or whores. But the cards I play are to women who wouldn't normally go to a club like the Spider club, that doesn't mean they don't like the odd spanking. But if you are going to whip or paddle someone, like I have, you had better make damn sure they really want it. 

"You're keeping your Mistress waiting bitch, she doesn't like to be kept waiting," Molly hissed.

"Are you cross, please tell me?" Tina asked, with an emotion in her voice which begged for an answer.

"Tina, you should stop...I can't be your master any more, I'm not your master anymore."

"Does this mean I can't play anymore with you? I'm still going through with it tonight. Are you cross with me?"

I watched her being led away by Molly, still naked. Tina was looking over at me, and now begging me with her eyes for a response. I never gave one. 

Phil dropped a rum and coke on the bar for me, "Grace has buzzed for you, she wants you in Room 5."

"I'm not sure I want to watch Phil."

"Tina won't know. You'll be behind the one way mirror with Grace."

"Maybe I should be behind the bar, and you can go and watch?"

He chuckled, "You'd fuck things up behind here."

"Yeah, perhaps I would," I replied, then slipped more rum and coke down my throat.

"Why have you given Tina up?" he asked.

Phil was one of those barmen who could pick out conversations around him, and filter out the dross. I never understood how he could take orders for drinks, and get them right, while listening to people talk at another part of the bar. 

"You mean like Stacey?" I said talking a sip, which turned into a large gulp.

He smiled, "No, you lost her. I watched you with Tina, you were good together."

"Maybe Phil, but who cares."

"Maybe, you do?"

He walked away to serve someone else. I swallowed the last of my drink and walked outside in the garden and lit a cigarette. The sky was dark and cloudy, and the moon was nowhere to be seen. 

"She's getting impatient, she's buzzed again. You had better get in there; she wants you to watch."

I turned to face Phil, took a last puff on my cigarette, and flicked it on the garden.

"Phil, I'm not Grace's slave. I'm fucking off home....and Tina isn't my slut, anymore."

I pushed past him and went back through bar, out through the velvet curtain, down the corridor and out onto the street. Tina was no longer mine.

........................................

"Where the hell have you been? God you look like shit." 

"Grace, don't start, I've spent some time with Michelle."

"Not looking like that I hope, anyway, how is she?"

"Fine, and doing well at school according to her mum."

"And how is Sue?"

"Okay, she's getting married in a few months, and she asked if, well I could have Michelle for a couple of weeks. I'm thinking of taking her to France or somewhere, for a holiday."

"That sounds good. Do you ever wonder if you two could have made a go of it? Okay it was a one night stand, but don't you think you could have tried?"

"Maybe Grace, but she wasn't interested, and neither was I." 

"No, but if you did, it would have stopped you marrying that other bitch. I think that's part of reason you didn't last, you having a daughter I mean."

"She never said that."

"Never mind, go have a shower, and a bloody shave. I'll make you something to eat and drink. A coffee I'm on about. I think you've had enough booze. How long did you spend with Michelle?"

"Four days, the rest, well."

"Don't tell me, the rest with your asshole friends on that bloody Greek island getting pissed. I can tell you've got a tan."

I went and had a shave and shower, and came back down the stairs and ate chicken salad. Grace made more coffee and we sat in her lounge. She just stared at me and then huffed, "Okay you win, I'll ask, what about Tina?"

I knew this was coming and I knew how I was going to respond, even so the words got stuck a little, "You're right, she wasn't going to be any good. I'm glad in a way."

"She told me to thank you. She didn't answer your calls because she thought. Well I don't know what she really thought. She said she wanted to end it after that night, she said she couldn't bring herself to tell you."

"I only phoned her twice."

"Yes she said. You're usual, phone twice, and then give up."

"I told her to stop."

"Well she did, she came to the club, a few times to see you. I told her you had probably gone to see your daughter. You should have seen the look on her face. Anyway, I've got news for you, she's started again, and Tina has got a new Dom."

I choked on the coffee a little, as Grace watched amused. 

"Yes I thought that would shock you."

"Who?"

She didn't answer she just stared at me, like she does.

"Grace, don't fuck with me....not Adam?"

"I'll make you a deal, you sit with me and watch the video of that night, and then I'll tell you."

My eyes glared at Grace. She knew the rules about videoing at the club. You had to get the participants permission first. She knew what I was thinking.

"When you didn't come into the next room I thought you might like to see what happened. Now sit back and watch with me, you can have the recording after and destroy it if you wish." 

She started the machine and sat next to me on the couch. Tina was already tied to the bed, and Adam had started on her tits. Just kissing and pulling at her nipples, Brian was kissing Tina, hard, and I could see him spreading her pussy open.

Adam took a rest from sucking and stretching her nipple and snapped, "Molly, don't just stand there, get you face between her legs, you dumb bitch."

Brian moved off of Tina and I watched him lift her head slightly. Tina saw Molly get to her knees and crawl on the bed between her legs. Tina pulled slightly at the ropes which held her arms tied. Molly looked up at Tina and chuckled, and in an exaggerated fashion, licked her lips at Tina.

"You can't get away you stuck up bitch...your pussy is mine."

Molly sent her face deep in between Tina's legs. Once again I watched Tina pull at the ropes around her wrists, and the ones spreading her legs wide open. She mumbled and whimpered, and Brian let her head fall back on the mattress, covered by a black sheet.

"Right up there Molly, tongue and finger the slut," Adam said with a wicked grin. 

I felt Grace pull the popper on my jeans, and her finger nails tickled the end of my cock. She started playing with me, as I watched Molly suck and slurp between Tina's legs, while Brian moved to her nipple. Adam started rubbing his cock on her face.

"Lift your ass up I want your jeans off," Grace whispered.

I managed to do as Grace asked without pulling my eyes from the screen. Grace watched for awhile, and said, "Look at the Adam, watch him."

With Grace gently stroking up and down my cock, I watched Adam. He looked at the one way mirror and grinned as his cock rubbed all over Tina's face. 

"He thought you were in there with me watching. That look was for you."

I felt Grace lift my balls, and then her head went down. I think if I had been watching this cold, without Grace's hands, and now mouth teasing me, I would have got up and gone home. 

Adam got up and went to the head of the bed. He opened his legs slightly and dangled his balls over Tina's face. Adam was hairless down there, and he rubbed his big heavy balls over Tina's forehead, down to her chin and back to her forehead, over and over. 

Tina started off turning her head away. Adam laughed at her and spat at her to kiss his balls. He got no response for a moment, until Brian lightly slapped her tits. Tina cried out a little, more in shock than pain, and it did the trick.

Grace pulled her head up from my lap, and whilst still stroking my hard cock, she watched too, as Tina kissed and then licked Adam's balls! We both watched as Tina continued to do as Adam wished, and then Brian took his place. This time she licked and kissed without be told. Molly was fucking Tina hard with her fingers now. Tina's body shook like a jelly with the force Molly was using. After a minute or two Tina was gasping, and I knew she was about to come. The two men eased off slightly and watched Molly finger fucking her hard, and working on her clit with her tongue. Tina pulled and twisted at the ropes and then her body started jerking. Tina tensed as she screamed. She came and came, unable to stop until Molly pulled away. 

Tina looked exhausted, but she was given no time to recover. Brian slapped his cock up her and started fucking her. His thrusts were slow and deep, and I watched Tina's head bob up the sheet with every forward push by Brian. Tina's eyes were closed, but her mouth stayed open. Her tits jerked with the movement of Brian fucking her. He lasted about 10 minutes, and then he filled her.

Tina had sweat over her body, and as Brian withdrew, Adam barked at Molly, "Untie the useless bitch, and tie her face down."

It took Molly a few minutes, and Tina I'm sure wasn't really helping very much. She looked dazed, and like she needed to rest. When Molly was finished Adam whispered to her. Molly left the room and came back a minute later. Adam was now grinning at the mirror again, or rather me as he thought I was in the next room. Molly handed her master a whip, and still looking at me he let it dangle over Tina's ass.

I watched as he turned to Tina. Slowly he trailed the whip down her left leg, all the way to her ankle, and then from her right ankle, all the way up to her ass again. I'm sure Tina didn't have a clue what it was, until the whip started trailing every so slowly up her back. Adam let the end drop over her shoulder, and Tina turned her head to see what it was.

"Not that please not that," she begged.

"Oh dear, I've got you now haven't I?" Adam said and then laughed.

Molly leant over Tina and snarled, "Hit the fucking bitch, Master. She's a stuck up cunt who deserves a good thrashing."

I watched as Adam raised the whip and then brought it crashing down. Molly jerked feeling the strap lick her bare ass, as it landed again and again. Adam told his slut to keep her fucking nose out. Molly dropped to her knees, as Adam tossed the whip in the corner of the room. She begged for forgiveness, and pleaded with him to thrash her again, if it would make him, happy. Molly was used to pain, Molly loved the whip, in fact Molly knew she would get it, according to Grace.




Dare You? Tina Ch. 04-05



"Get up on your hands and knees bitch....or do you want what Molly has just had?"

Tina struggled to her hands and knees as best she could. The ropes had been tied a little more slackly, so she could get into the position, which Adam had demanded. By the time she was up, Adam was stood in front of her. His cock bumped her lips and he asked, "I assume you know how to suck a cock, whore?"

"Yes...Master," Tina mumbled, as her lips brushed his cock. 

"I'm going to fuck you, but how rough I am depends on your ability to please me, with your cock sucking, do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Master, I understand."

"Slut, my cock is nearly 8 inches long. Molly can take me in her throat, until my balls are resting on her chin. I doubt if you will be able to, so I'm letting you off....just one inch."

I could see Tina weighing just how much she would have to swallow. Her eyes looked at Brian, which annoyed Adam immensely. He grabbed her hair and forced her head right up. 

"I'm sorry Master, but your's is the biggest cock I have ever sucked. I will try and please you."

"Wait slut...am I bigger than your last Master?"

Adam's face turned to the mirror again. 

"You are much bigger Master. I could barely feel him, I was very disappointed."

A booming laugh echoed round the room.

"She's fucking lying."

Grace chuckled, "Yes, she is, she's playing up to him. Don't worry pet, you're just about the same size."

Adam still wasn't letting go of this. I guess with him assuming I was watching he could have his fun and humiliate me further. 

With his cock resting on her lips he asked, "How long was he slut?"

"Maybe about 4 inches Master, although I guess it's nearer 3."

"Oh dear, poor you, So I guess I'm right in letting you off that extra inch.," Adam said as he turned away from Tina and stood grinning at the mirror, and how long does he last, how quickly does he, come?"

"Master, I don't wish to speak ill of him."

"Oh don't worry. Come on tell me, tell us, slut," Adam said with a wink at the mirror.

"Well, I guess, nearly, 5 minutes, Master."

"This is fucking stupid," I snapped.

"God, will you calm down, she's playing up to him, building him up, and making him feel like a king." Grace whispered in my ear.

Adam stopped smirking and turned back to the bed. He walked over to her and stood in front of her, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, I'm afraid my laughing has, soften my dick."

I watched Tina slowly open her mouth. Her tongue came out and her eyes closed, which was not the right thing to do. Adam nodded at Brian and his hand slapped Tina's ass. Her eyes opened wide as she squealed.

"Slut, the first thing you should learn is to look in your master's eyes, when he offers you his cock. I can see that your training wasn't as good as it should have been."

"Yes Master, sorry master, I will not close my eyes again."

Tina stuck out her tongue with her eyes open. I watched Adam push his semi hard cock in the opening of her mouth. He just held the head in, and slowly Tina started sucking. He grew and grew until she had to move up a little more. 

"Well done, now stick your tongue out and keep looking at me, Slut."

He started pushing in, and Tina kept her mouth open. She choked a little and blinked. I watched her move her head back a little, as inch by inch disappeared in her mouth. Her eyes flickered and she gagged a little. She looked a little distressed but kept her eyes staring up at Adam. The noises from her throat began to become more worrying to me, even though I knew she had somehow got through it and I was watching a recording.

She retched as Adam held his cock right in her, apart from the last inch. It was just a few seconds before he withdrew, but to Tina it must have seemed an eternity. He pulled out and she coughed out drool. 

Adam sneered down at her, grabbed her hair, and forced her head on his cock. This time he didn't push himself in her throat. He commanded she suck for all she was worth, unless she wanted every inch right up to his balls in her mouth and throat. Tina sucked, and did her best to keep him from doing what he had threatened. Within a few minutes Tina's curly hair was stuck to her face with sweat, and her mouth looked like it was going to split open. 

"Fucking useless, you dumb slut," Adam spat as he withdrew, and took a step back. 

Tina coughed choked and long strands of drool hung from her mouth down to the sheet. She was still panting and trying to recover her breath when Adam sent his cock deep in her pussy. Tina squealed and squeaked with shock as he held her hips and dragged her back on his cock. 

The fucking that followed was true master and sub, he gripped her hips pulling her back and thrust forward at the same time. He was riding her hard and fast. I watched her tits swinging underneath her; they were almost a blur as they bounced forwards and backwards. Tina was panting and her lovely brown locks hardily moved she was that covered in sweat. She looked weak, and almost ready to fall flat on her face with what was happening to her. 

"Molly...mouth," Adam snarled between panting and rocking his hips into Tina. 

Molly moved round, yanked Tina's head roughly by her hair and shoved her pussy in Tina's face

"Eat me you fucking snobby bitch," Molly hissed, as she held Tina's face between her legs.

Molly laughed and ground her pussy on Tina's mouth, whilst the quick slapping of Adam's hips against Tina's ass, continued to fill the room. 

After a few minutes Adam pulled out, and took a few breaths. He had shown no signs of coming, and I wondered what his next move would be. He turned his back to the camera, and the one way mirror, so he was in a position at Tina's side. 

"Hold her tight in your pussy Molly, or so help me I'll dump you."

"What the fuck did he do Grace...what did you let him do?"

"Relax; I had my finger on the buzzer."

I watched Tina struggling a little, and it quickly turned into a lot. The buzzer sounded and Brian stepped in, just as Adam had lined himself up behind Tina again. I watched as Brian pulled him back, and then where Adam's finger had emerged from. 

Adam looked deep into the mirror, as Brian now pulled Molly off of Tina's face, and said with a smug grin, "Nobody told me I couldn't fuck her ass, sorry in there."

I watched Grace appear on the video, coming in through the door. She spun Adam round and snarled, "Get the fuck out."

Adam put his hands in the air in a defensive gesture, "Relax Grace, Jesus, I didn't fucking know okay. Anyway I wouldn't have done it, I swear."

I watched Grace weighing him up for a long few seconds. She nodded at Adam."

My head spun to Grace who was now getting up to turn the tape off, "Don't tell me you fucking well believed him?"

"I did...and I still do. I know you and Adam don't get on that well, and he can be an asshole sometimes. But he wouldn't have done it, not without showing me first."

"Oh and you believe that? Fucking hell, you had to push the buzzer."

"Yes, that's the idea of the bloody thing. Anyway he told me he thought you were in watching, he only did it to wind you up. I don't think he would have fucked her ass, okay he had a finger up there, but he wouldn't have gone that far."

"I'm not so sure, Tina had her face buried in Molly's pussy, and how the hell was she supposed to object? How was she supposed to say the safe word or give the sign?" 

"He didn't do it, he wouldn't have done it. Adam might push his subs to extremes, but he has years of experience, more than you. He would have made it clear what he was going to do to me through the mirror."

"What did Tina say about it?"

"She said she loved it, not until she came back to me and asked to play again. That was her main concern. She loved everything.....apart from what she thought he was going to do."

"Grace he fingered her ass, even I could tell by her struggling she didn't like it."

"Yes well, it's done now, and he wouldn't have fucked her there, he told her himself, a few days ago. I believe him, Brian believes, and even Tina, despite not liking being fingered there, believes him too, so why the fucking hell can't you?" 

I could tell Grace really thought what she was saying was true, but I wasn't so sure. In the end she poured me a drink, and sat down.

"I thought I was banned from drinking?"

"Don't be stupid, anyway it's to calm you down, because we are going to bed and we are going to have a good old fashioned love making session."

I sighed and swallowed my drink, and then smiled at her, and she smiled back. 

"Okay so who is her Dom?"

"Stupid, haven't you guessed yet?"

I shook my head. Grace held out her hand and I stood up and we walked up the stairs.

"Well, who then Grace?"

She kissed me, and then smiled, "Me, stupid."



Dare You? Tina Ch. 06



I walked home the following morning, after a night in which Grace and I made love several times. She refused to talk anymore about Tina, although Grace did tell me she told Tina what was expected of her. I thought about phoning Tina, but I guess it was time to move on. Anyway I'd see her at the club from time to time, and take it from there.

Two days later I bumped into her friend Jayne in the high street. I didn't really recognise her, not until she spoke to me. She asked if we could talk. She said she knew some of the things I had done with Tina. I told Jayne it was really between Tina and me, but she stopped me before I could say anything else. We had a coffee, although I didn't really want one, and that was when I found out what Jayne wanted. She leant forward over the table.

"The thing is. I was sort of wondering if you could sort of help me, well us really."

She stood up and slid on the seat next to me. Now I was fucked, pinned against the window, while she started.

"We'd like you to teach us. You know the things you do and all that stuff."

"Who do you mean?" I had to ask, but I already knew.

"Well, I want my husband to be like you, you know assertive."

I was fast losing the will to live at that moment, and then she started waving her hand trying to get the waitress to bring over another fucking coffee!

"Well, why don't you just tell him?"

"It's not really that easy, you see I've always decided what to do, and we tried a few times, but he just doesn't sort of do it right. We just need someone to show us. I'd be happy to pay you for a session or two."

I opened my mouth to speak, but Jayne was already talking again.

"I just want you to order me about like I'm a, you know, so he gets the idea, and help us with suggestions. You can talk dirty to me, and hit me with a hairbrush and things like that."

The only thing I wanted to hit her with was a fucking house brick!

"Jayne, I don't do husband and wife stuff. If you want to fuck other men, and he wants to watch, then there are plenty of men who would do that. No offence, but it just isn't my thing."

"Oh he's not a cuckold. I just want you to show him where he's going wrong."

"Well just tell him."

"I do, but it comes out like I'm moaning, and then he goes off and sulks."

The coffee arrived and I wondered just how hot it was. If I could get it down my throat quickly enough, I'd slip under the table and make a dash for the door!

"Jayne I really think you should talk to him, about what you want before you play again. Give him an idea of what you want first."

"I have, but he just doesn't get it when we start."

"Have you tried dominating him?"

"Good god no, we don't want it that way round."

Probably not I thought, because it seems she's like that already, well out of the bedroom. 

"Go to the Spider Club and watch what goes on. It'll give him ideas, and then talk about it and try some later."

"Oh, I just thought you would help. Tina told me about the club, but she didn't tell me what she got up to, she sort of went red and clammed up. So, what's it like?"

"Jayne, just go along, pay the entrance fee and watch, too much goes on to tell you here."

She looked deflated, for a few seconds, and then I could see the light going on in her head. She wasn't really taking the hint, and it was time to tell her straight.

"I know. Why don't you think about it for a few days, and then let me know? I'll give you my number."

"I've got a better idea, come in here next Wednesday, and I'll have a think about it, as you said. If I think I can help, I'll leave one of my cards behind the counter."

"Oh god would you? That would be great....oh sorry, but I really think you can help. I know you are only going to think about it, but please think hard. Would you like another coffee before you go?"

"No, I really should go, or I'll be late for work."

My head was full of Jayne talking at me as I left. How the fuck her poor husband was supposed to dominate her without getting a word in was beyond me. If I was to help them out, and believe me my life would have to depend on it, the first thing I'd do is shove her knickers in her mouth! No, I made up my mind I wasn't going to, Jayne and her husband would just have to figure something out.

Friday night I went to the club. Grace was there, and Adam and Molly. Adam was grinning at me. I suspect with thoughts of what he had been told lay in my trousers. I wanted to thump his fucking grin all round the room, but I didn't.

"Come looking for your little slut, oh I forgot, she doesn't belong to you now, you gave her up."

The grin spread into a laugh after his words. Molly stood next to him grinning too, but less so. Molly knew what was in my trousers, and I guess she hadn't put Adam right on that. Friday nights are usually quite busy, but Saturday's are the best. So my original plan was to go and have a couple of drinks, and then go somewhere else. 

We stood watching Jim, and his slut talking to another couple. Jim and Kay are husband and wife, but in the club they are master and slut. Their thing was Jim showing off his wife to others. He would pull open her blouse and make her stand there, and offer her tits round for a feel. I think they swapped too, because quite often they left with other couples. 

Looking further round I saw Rachel sat in the corner with her baby. Rachel wore a long flowing dress, with a false bump in the front, so it appeared she was pregnant on first glance. Later on she would go into room 9, which was kitted out like a hospital room. Usually she chatted up men to play the part of her doctor and deliver her baby. Rachel loved being fisted, and now and then, a man would do it pretending to get her baby out. When Rachel came, that was the signal for her to give birth, and they would move to room 11.

Her husband would sit in his baby gear, in a huge cot. Rachel would, pretend to breast feed him, change his nappy, which he really did piss in, spank her baby for peeing itself, and then powder his ass. I had never seen it, but one day Grace told Rachel said she could watch. Grace said she found it less bizarre, and more erotic than she thought it would be. From there they dressed in whatever change of clothes she had for her baby, usually something like tight shorts, sandals, and a tee shirt, usually depicting the latest kid's hero, or cartoon characters, and then return to the main bar, as mother and son. Now and then Rachel had spanked him in front of everyone, but it rarely happened. 

The place was filling up nicely, and the velvet curtain opened and in walked Tina. She had on a long and impossibly tight green dress which reached the floor, flaring out I guess a few inches below her knees. She still had that little slightly embarrassed look on her face, but she was slowly overcoming it. I knew Grace was watching my reaction with a slight grin on her face, but despite feeling a jump in heart my face didn't flinch.

Tina moved towards us, and when she saw me she faltered slightly. Grace held out her hand and Tina knelt and kissed it, "Good evening Mistress," Tina said softly, and then got up a little awkwardly, due to the tight dress.

"Tina, did you bring the keys?"

"Yes mistress, I did."

I knew the game Grace was going to play. At some stage the keys would be offered round, usually for a token fee of £30, the club kept half, and the master or mistress kept the other half. Then the winner got to fuck Tina. It was a simple game, but it produced a great deal of interest. Sometimes more than a fuck was on offer, but it was up to the Dom and sub, just what exactly, and the more outlandish the prize the higher the fee. The one thing which was stated at the very start was, the slave could not object to what was on offer, no matter who had the special key. It was open to both sexes, both to buy the keys, and to be the slave.

Grace glanced at me, and asked me to take Tina for a chat in room number 1. She knew I would go, and Tina didn't have a choice anyway.

Room number one isn't used for any sex games; it is used as a sort of lounge. It is big, and has several couches and small tables on which there are menus, not food menus although you can get food at the club, but menus on what is on offer in each of the rooms, and a list of club rules on the back. Phil came in just as we got seated with my usual rum and coke, and a large glass of wine for Tina. 

"Grace, wants her slut back in 30 minutes, okay?"

He didn't get an answer, and he didn't wait for one.

"May I speak to you, out of mode?" Tina asked.

"Yes, if you wish."

Tina could now speak as herself, and not in sub mode.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you wait for me that night I did things to get your money?" her tone was close to frantic, her green eyes pleaded for some response, and her hands were clasped in front of her on her lap.

I made her wait, not on purpose, but because I was trying to find the right thing to say.

"You got Grace's money back, not mine."

Her head dropped slightly. I knew she was disappointed with what I had said, and just for a few seconds I wanted to have some control, over myself, as much as her.

"I know about your daughter."

"Tina, what has she got to do with you?" I asked.

"Nothing really, I just asked where you had gone, and Grace told me. I want you to know I've missed you. I was worried about you, about well us. I want you to be my master again, and soon, Grace is going to auction me off."

I stopped sipping my rum when I heard that. Although Grace had told me just before I had left her house in the morning, the thought of it happening wasn't one which I liked. I wanted to argue it out with Grace, but I had already given up my claim to Tina, so I had no real right. I knew Grace well. She had a knack of finding the right slut, which a few masters or mistresses, would want for their own. Getting a good price renting them out, or in other cases selling those who wanted to be sold, would appeal to Grace. Tina was too raw to be sold outright. Subs sold in that way would have to have a lot of experience if it was to happen.

"Tina, you can still walk away."

"I know, but Grace has told me, she would ban me from the club for a year, if I don't go through with the auction and try for my new master. She showed it to me in the rules," Tina said pointing a slightly trembling finger to the menu on the table.

I took a deep breath as her green eyes looked anxiously at me.

"Tina, first of all, banning you would probably be a good thing."

"I'd go to the other club across town. Do you go there?" her last four words sounded more like a plea in hope that a question.

"No Tina, and neither should you, it isn't as, well, as well run as this one. They allow almost anything."

"Well, will you bid for me, please, please bid for me?" 

I could see her eyes welling up, "We'll get back to that later. Tina, do you know how it works, the payment I mean for your services."

"Yes, when the auction starts masters bid for sluts from other masters. The payment is like rent, if the sub is no good or wants out, then the payment stops."

She had been doing her homework, but I explained the finer points to her. Because we had both decided to stop, then she was a free agent. As soon as Tina became Grace's slut, the only way she could stop and become another master or mistress's slut was by payment, or for Grace to let her go, like I had done.

She threw her hands up in exasperation, "Can't we see each other, in secret I mean?" 

"Tina, you know if a master gets spotted with another Master's sub without renting or agreeing a price, then that Master is banned from here for a year also."

"Well we don't have to come here. Although I do like it, and anyway, what do you care if she bans you from here?" 

"It's not as easy as that."

She looked down at her hands and then back at me, "Why, you are quoting rules that we don't need to follow."

"Tina, I can't stop coming here. I have to obey the rules."

"No you don't, you're just making excuses."

Fianally I lost it I stood up and snapped, "I have to come here, because Grace owns one half of the club, and I own the other."

She was definitely shocked by what I said, and looked at me for a while, trying to find something to say.

"How do you think it would go down with the members, if one of the people who made the rules, broke them?"

"But you are allowed to bid for me, will you bid for me?"

"I don't know, it would be difficult, it wouldn't look good if I got you back that easily, especially if I'm right in what I think." 

"Which is what?" she mumbled in a defeated tone.

"Tina, you have created quite a bit of interest, masters and mistresses are asking questions about you. Now sort yourself out, you belong to Grace, and she doesn't like seeing her sub's in tears, which she hasn't caused."

I walked out into the bar, leaving Tina to think on things.

"Well?" Grace asked.

Phil put a drink for me on the bar. Grace waited for me to take a sip and gather my thoughts.

"What if I bid for her?"

She gripped my chin and forced my head round to face her. Her eyes narrowed and her mouth hissed quietly, "Don't be fucking stupid, do you want this place in ruins? Members would leave, and those who stayed, if there were any, wouldn't trust us. No, I forbid it."

"Why the fuck did you have to put her up for auction so quickly?"

"Because, partner, we haven't had an auction since just after Christmas. I put the word out the day she came to me and asked to be my slut. While I've got her under my spell, I want to make use of her."

"It is just about getting punters in then?"

"Yes, one of us has to keep pushing. I know we are making money and ticking along nicely, but we have to do something now and then to get the juices flowing."

I looked round the bar. The usual was going on, but there seemed to be even more people in than normal on a Friday night.

"You spread it around that Tina was going to be the prize in the key game."

"Well give yourself a pat on the back. Tonight she will be fucked, and everyone interested in renting her, gets to see the goods."

Like I said Grace isn't stupid. That is why I teamed up with her in the first place. 

"It's about time you started coming up with something new, and pulling your weight too."

She was right, although I didn't like to admit it. I'd work on something new for the club, but right now, I needed to take my frustration out on something, or someone. 

"Grace, you're right. Get me the key to room 13."

She eyed me suspiciously, "You are not taking Tina in there I forbid it." 

"No I'm taking Molly in there. Ask Adam how much her wants."

"This doesn't come out of the till either," she snapped, and walked away to get the key.

Adam came back with Molly and stood staring at me for awhile, "If you want my Molly for a little fun, it will cost you £500."

A few around us heard and gradually it quickly spread around the room. The price was a little crazy, but I needed her for two reasons. I looked at Molly who knew full well what was going to happen to her, and she licked her lips at the thought of it. 

"Okay, you'll get the money tomorrow."

Adam laughed louder than ever, and the whole bar had gone silent. 

"Now I want it now....or no deal. There's a cash point over the road. You want to whip my slut I want the cash, now."

In 5 minutes I was back in the bar. Tina was now back next to Grace. I dropped the money on the bar, and Adam picked it up. He flicked through the notes, and then looked up at me with a questioning look. My face never changed, he knew I was serious.

"Well, someone is desperate. So what say we put it up on the screen, so we can all watch?"

Grace nodded at me, and I nodded at Adam. If he hadn't of suggested it, I would have done. This was the second reason; I wanted Tina to see how she might end up.

Adam slid the money into his pocket, "Well, fuck off with him then, you stupid slut."

I grabbed Molly's hand and pulled her through the crowd. There were already a few excited whispers going around. The big screen crackled into life as we went through the door into the corridor. I told Molly what I intended to do on the way, and asked her if she was okay with it. 

In true sub form she said, "You are my master for the night. Do with me as you see fit, Master."

Molly had been through this, and worse loads of times. She thrived on what was going to happen, it gave her thrill apon thrill to be punished, and tonight she was going to get what she loved.

The screen split into three, so the three cameras could run simultaneously. On one third of the screen was a side view, on another third was a shot looking from the head of the sub down his or her body, so every twitch of their faces could be seen. The third camera would show the business end, Molly's ass and pussy would be shown on this camera, and all the pleasure or pain, depending on how you view these things, would be available to the eyes in the club. 

Molly stripped as order, and knelt on the wooden bed frame facing the head camera. I tied her wrists to the shackles, and her legs apart while she knelt there, leaving her ass and pussy up in the air. We had agreed a safe word in the corridor, although Molly said she didn't want one. I tapped it up on the computer so it was shown at the bottom of the screen. This is in case some masters or mistresses get a little carried away. If a gag is used a third person is usually in the room to monitor the sub. A signal is used instead of a safe word, again agreed by all involved in advance. 

Molly has rings in her nipples, to which I attached two chains. The chains hung loose to start with. I moved round in front of her and pulled her face up using her chin, until she was looking in my eyes. 

"Are you ready to be punished slut?"

"Yes Master," Molly replied. 

I moved aside and picked up a whip from the rack. 

"Do you love me, slut?"

The whip cracked down on her ass when she didn't respond straightaway. She jumped forward a little, and winced. I repeated the question, and I got the silent treatment again. So I repeated the punishment.

As I said, Molly is good at this and she loves the pain. The one thing she knows is, admitting to loving me, would upset her real master. I repeated the question 3 more times and got the same reply, nothing. So Molly got three more licks of the whip.

My whipping technique is like most, a few warning taps, which gradually get harder. I don't like drawing blood, although some do, so I stop a way short of giving it my full power. Some like to just use the whip, but I like to be inventive, besides the sub should get some pleasure for their pain too.

I asked again, and this time Molly spoke with a put on tremble in her voice, "Master, Master Adam would not like to hear me speak of love with another Master. He will punish me for sure. Please Master have mercy on Molly, I beg you."

Her words caused my cock to twitch. Molly was playing the part perfectly, but then she always did. My whip cracked down on her ass again, probably harder than the previous times. She winced and jerked forward.

"I don't want to hear excuses, Slut. Just answer the question and I'll cease."

"Master I cannot say those words. I'm sorry, but Master Adam will beat me and sell me."

The whip cracked down again. This time she cryed out. This was as hard as I would hit her, or anyone, and like I said I wasn't using full force, just enough to make Molly cry out a little. 

"Very well slut, I'm going to make your life hell!"

I reached down by her side and started turning the handle. My latest toy was now in operation. It has been done before, but it was something I had installed just a few weeks ago, and I added a new twist to it. The ratchet clunked loudly, and the chain attached to Molly's nipple rings started to wind on the rollers. I stopped before it had taken up all the slack. The whip cracked down again, and Molly whimpered and again cried out. 




Dare You? Tina Ch. 06



"All you have to do is admit you love me Molly, and save yourself the pain you are going to feel."

"Master, I cannot, I beg you to release me. Master Adam will be watching his slut's punishment. He will never forgive me for admitting to what you want."

Molly's ass was already red. Just a few more whacks from the whip would do for good measure, so that is what she got.

"I admire your commitment to your Master Adam, but at the same time I am displeased with you Molly. It's time to turn up the heat."

I flicked my lighter on torch and held up to the camera for all those in the bar to see. The flame danced around, and crackled. I tightened the chain with my free hand until it tugged a little on her nipples.

"One last chance Molly or I light the box under the bed."

"Master I cannot say those words. Have mercy on me, please."

I pushed the torch in the box, the torch went out, but a red glow started crawling along the chain.

"Molly you have I guess two minutes before the heat crawls up the chain and starts warming your nipples. Unless you tell me what I want to hear, well I think you can guess the rest."

Molly watched as the chain started to turn red. She whimpered and cried as it moved around the rollers and started moving toward her tits. The lights in the room were dimmed and all you could see was the two chains, slowly turning red, from the box to Molly's tits.

She begged and pleaded again.

"The words Molly, say the words."

The red glow was inches from her nipples, and she still didn't say anything. She held her lips tight shut. I cranked the ratchet a few more turns pulling the rings in her nipples just a little more.

As the glow got to within 4 inches of her nipples, I asked her one last time. She held her mouth closed and shook her head. As the red glow hit the last link just before her nipples, she looked in the camera and smiled. There was no heat from the chains, and Molly knew this. A red light passed through the links, which made it appear as if they were glowing red hot. The lights in the chains came on slowly one after the other. They had the desired affect of red hot heat moving along the links. This was just a visual trick, which as I said, Molly knew about, Grace and Adam too, and a few others. It was now that Grace would tell everyone of our new addition to room 13. While the screen replayed the lights moving along the chain, I took this time to let Molly have a sip of water. She told me she thought the deception was very good, and she imagined, as did I, the fear on some of the punter's faces.

The green light blinked in the corner of the room, which indicated in 10 seconds we would soon go live again. Molly was now on her back with her legs tied wide open. I took the vibrating butt plug from the shelf, and showed it to the camera. I flicked the switch and it started buzzing and vibrating. I switched it off and it went silent and still. 

As I squirted some gel on the end I asked Molly, "Do you love me Molly?"

"Master, I cannot tell you the words you want to hear. I know what you are going to do. Please push it in my ass and switch it on."

She winced a little but the plug was soon deep in her ass, and buzzing and vibrating in just a few seconds. Two different chains hung down from the ceiling, I had already attached them to her nipple rings before we went live. I cranked the handle and took the slack out of the chains. I watched carefully as the rings in Molly's nipples stared to lift and pull a little, not much, just enough so she would feel a little discomfort. 

I held up a pink vibrator, and put it on Molly's stomach. Then I held up a black vibrator and placed it next to the first one. I then did the same with a third blue one.

"Slut, which one do you think is my favourite to use on a disobedient slut like you?"

My question threw her a little, but she answered, "Master, I do not know, but a guess would be the black one."

"Try again Molly," I said.

"Well, the pink one then Master?"

I shook my head.

"Molly, I like them all equally."

I went to a table in the corner of the room and picked up a roll of tape. I then picked up the three vibrators.

"Molly, I really can't decide which one I like the most, so, I think I'll use all three, together," I said as I wound the tape round all three.

Molly gasped as I squirted gel on the heads. I switched all three on, and started teasing her pussy. The vibrators were slim, but joined together they looked quite a size, like a three headed snake.

"Molly, I'm sick of repeating the question, but I will ask one more time. Do you love me?"

I waited for her to reply, or for the safe word. All I heard was gulping and her panting, oh and the butt plug's distant muffled drone. 

"Do it Master...plea....please, punish.....your slut."

I pushed slowly watching all three heads dancing across her pussy lips. I was still listening for her word. I worked the heads gently, twisting and pushing, allowing just an inch at a time to enter her. I'd let her get used to it for a few moments, and then another inch. Molly was gasping and panting like she was about to explode, I reached up and slackened the chains as her body started to spasm. The vibrators had now penetrated Molly's gushing pussy, by four or five inches. The safe word never came, but as Molly did, the words exploded from her mouth, "I love you master....I fucking love you!"

She screamed and shrieked, and as I pulled out the three vibrators, she squirted herself senseless.

I detached the chains from her nipple rings, even though she was still coming. Her head was tipped back and her mouth open, squealing and panting. Her body juddered, until finally she lay still. I removed the plug and untied her. I slid my arms under her and picked her up. The door swung open and I carried Molly to another room. Tina was stood there next to Grace. Both women stared at me, Tina with a look of shock, which I imagined I'd get from her, and Grace with a look like she had seen it all before. I lowered Molly into the bath tub filled with warm water and bublles, which I guess Grace had Tina prepare.

"You should have fucked her," Grace snapped, and spun on her heels and left.

Tina looked at me still with a shocked look on her face, and she asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

"The question should be Tina, will you enjoy that?"

I watched her face drop a little, and then Tina scurried off after Grace, she looked back at me from the door, and neither of us spoke another word. 

By the time I got Molly dry, and dressed, she had recovered, apart from a red ass. 

"Why didn't you fuck me?"

"I'm taking you home tonight; we've got plenty of time for that."

"Will you, punish me more?"

"No Molly, we are going to bed, and I'm going to make love to you, no whips and no canes, just sex."

"I don't mind if you want to, you know, punish me some more."

I smiled to myself more than her, "I know you don't, but that will be your punishment, that and cooking breakfast in the morning."

.................................

Tina was stood up on the stage when we got back to the main bar. Her dress was gone and she stood in just high heels, and the chastity belt she had been wearing all night. Grace was strutting around telling the punters what they could, and could not do, if they had the right key. It was then I noticed the four padlocks. I know Grace would have told Tina what was going to happen, and as I stood with Molly at my side. She whispered to me, "She'll never handle four cocks."

And so it began. Men started coming forward and trying their key in each lock. Gradually all but one lock had been opened. Only three men were left holding keys, and one of those was Adam. I watched him as he approached me and his slut Molly. 

"You caused quite a stir with your silly performance with my slut. I guess you'll be taking her home?"

"Yes, that was the deal," I replied staring at his grinning eyes.

He laughed and held up his key, "Well, I still haven't tried my key yet. Maybe I'll let you buy it."

Another disappointed punter came back from the stage.

"Well, it's my turn now, and with just two keys left to go, the odds are pretty even."

He turned and walked to the stage. I watched him trail the key down Tina's neck, over her nipple and down onto her belly button. He turned back to me and held it up.

"So, do you want to make me an offer for it?"

I looked up at Tina. Her eyes seemed to be pleading with me to make the offer. 

Grace stepped in front of me, "Well, my slut has got a few cocks itching to get up her, and we've waited long enough, so make Adam an offer, if you wish."

"Grace, when did you tell Tina there would be four men fucking her?" I whispered.

"I didn't, not until just before she got up on stage."

"And she still got up there?" I looked over Grace's shoulder at Tina.

"Yes, well she's there now isn't she?" Grace said, raising one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows.

I felt Molly grip my hand a little tighter as I went to take a step forward.

"No, I don't want to buy your key Adam. I'm already taking your slut home."

I watched as Adam pushed the key in the lock, he twisted it and the lock stayed shut. He jumped off the stage and went to the bar and snapped at Phil to get him a drink. Grace moved away and I turned to Molly. Her eyes looked down.

"You won't tell him will you?"

I lifted her chin, "No, but how did you know?"

"Grace told me to tell you, she made sure Adam got a key which wouldn't open any of the locks. Adam is still my real Master, but I didn't want you wasting your money."

"Molly, what you have just told me really goes against everything you believe in, and I mean you. You live to serve your master."

"I am serving my master, I'm serving you both. I have saved you money, and I have just served Master Adam by not letting him sell his key. Master Adam is now at the bar thinking he has lost, but when the auction happens, he will bid the highest for her, and he'll take out his anger from missing out on her tonight."

I wanted to call her a devious litle cow, which she was, but she had been loyal to her master, with her way of thinking, "And Grace, do you take orders from her too?"

"Mistress Grace told me for her own reasons. I'm sure she thought it best, that Adam did not get to sample the goods, in case it dampened his eagerness to have Tina as his slut."

Grace was clever, maybe too clever sometimes, but when she needed to make money she knew just how to do it.

"One more question before you go back in slut mode Molly. Aren't you worried that if Adam makes Tina his slut, he might not want you?"

"I'm sure he'll let me, play with her."

I could see Molly wasn't guessing by the way she looked up at Tina, who was now bare on the stage. The chastity belt had been removed by the man with the last key. Obviously Adam had talked about it to Molly, and knowing him, he liked nothing better than seeing two girls together. Molly would make mince meat out of Tina, which would appeal to him even more so. 

"You need to be back in slut mode now Molly."

"Yes Master, thank you."

Tina was being led down the corridor now. I took a quick glance at Molly, which told me she was relishing the thought of getting Tina in her claws. Molly loved nothing better than pleasing her Master. She could be a right bitch like she was to another girl who was owned by Adam. I had seen the marks on the girl's ass and breasts, which Molly had put there. I could see the same thing happening to Tina.

"Come on, we are going to watch, and bring Molly with you, you need to fuck something," Grace said and led the way.

I didn't really want to watch this, but we made our way to room 5. We stood behind the one way mirror. Tina stood kissing the men in turn. Martin went first, he was in his early 50's and he had come to the club from day one. He was a little over weight, bald, with a black spider tattoo on his arm, which he took great delight in showing off. He had it done a year or so after the club opened. As he proudly showed it off for the first time, Grace slipped her dress off her back, and showed her large tattoo of a red-back spider. I don't think Martin missed many Friday or Saturday nights. Martin was neither sub nor master he just came in, drank a few beers, and got into whatever he could, with whoever he could. 

The spider club was named as such, because of a death which happened in the 1920's. It was previously a pub, and the landlord had a fixation about spiders. He imported many from all over the world, and died after being bitten by the female red-back, or so the story goes. An anti-venom was developed in the mid 50's. Apparently 12 people in Australia were reported to have died from red-back bites, before the anti-venom was produced. So that is how the club got its name, well we had to call it something.

Duncan was next to kiss Tina, again he has been coming here for some time, although he's in his mid 20's, he is probably the pick of the bunch, well, if I had to pick a guy for Tina, it would be him. He has long black hair, and always has a smile, apart from when he has a slut with him. I do trust him, and he took quite an interest in my card idea. He does ask me advice, which is nice, I think he sort of models himself on me a bit, which I kind of like.

The third guy I only know by name, Luke, he looks in his early 30's. I've seen him a few times but he's not in every week. He walks with a slight limp, I'm not sure why. He had a sub when he first came here, but I haven't seen her in awhile. In fact I haven't seen her since Luke stopped wearing his wedding ring. His slut didn't wear one in the club, but I'm sure they were a married couple. Luke raised his hand and felt Tina's left tit, quite roughly as he kissed her, she didn't object. 

The last man was a surprise. He's in his late 50's and I know he works in a nearby estate agents. He knows me from the club, and when we meet in the street he nods, as if we some sort of secret agents. He has a brown moustache, and he is only about 5'3" tall. He looks like a real sort of creepy looking guy, who would never get a chance with Tina in any other circumstances. Because of his looks I classed him, wrongly I suppose, as a sub. After he kissed Tina, he whispered something in her ear. She stiffened slightly and shook her head. He just grinned at her, in a real weird sort of way. 

She knelt on the bed as the men stripped. She looked a little timid at first, but as the first cock, Duncan's was presented to her, she took him in her mouth. Hands began touching Tina, all over her body. As she moved from cock to cock, she grew into her task a little more easily. The last cock belonged to moustache man, and again I had misjudged him, and so did Tina, by the way she gulped and wrapped her hand round the fattest and longest cock in room.

"She's going to freak," Molly said with a glee in her voice, forgetting her station.

Grace slapped her across the face, and hissed, "Shut up slut, it isn't for you to speak."

"Sorry Mistress Grace," Molly said hanging her head.

I watched Molly's head come back up as Grace returned to watching the action. Molly's face couldn't hide her joy at seeing Tina in a situation she obviously thought was too much for her. Molly noticed me staring at her and straightened her face. But again her eyes gave the game away. 

Tina struggled to take the cock in her mouth, but she kept going, sucking his head and jerking him.

"What do we know about him?" I asked.

"Not much, but he's clean, Vera has his cert."

Vera is Grace's cousin. She handles the admin side of things, and all the test certificates for members who come to the club. She has a small office at the front of the club. But she rarely comes into the main bar. With her being a Sunday school teacher, it isn't exactly the idea marriage of jobs.

"Master, Mistress, I know the man's name, and a little about him if you wish to hear it?"

"Speak," Grace said, never letting her eyes leave the mirror.

"His name is Ron, and my Master Adam told me to fuck with him a few months ago. He talked dirty in my ear the whole time. He told me I was a worthless whore, and a cum bucket."

"Well you are," Grace said with a smile on her lips.

"Thank you Mistress Grace. Ron, told me if I was his slut, he would keep me in a cage, sat on a dildo, if I was a bad slut."

"Enough now, you will finger me and play with your Master's cock, stand between us, slut."

"Yes mistress Grace."

My first priority was getting more information on Ron, when I took Molly home. But right now I looked on, as Tina shifted position.

Tina was now on her back with her legs spread. She was fucked in turn by, Luke, Martin, and then Duncan. I think they had decided the order on cock size, from the smallest to the biggest. Luke was quite aggressive, pushing and fucking Tina hard. He pulled out after a few minutes. Martin was slower, and gentler, and he took almost double the time to come. As Duncan entered her I could see Tina was enjoying it, she was panting and clawing at his back, as he fucked her hard. Duncan didn't last long, but as he unloaded he screamed and growled.

Molly was jerking me slowly, and fingering Grace, while we all watched what was going on. When Ron moved towards Tina, Molly stepped up her jerking hand. I'm not sure if she was more turned on, or she did it deliberately to make a point to me.

The other men stood around watching in various stages of recovery. I watched Tina put her hand between her legs to guide the cock into her. Ron pushed her hand away. A few of the men chuckled as Ron said, "I know where it goes, whore."

He pushed in all the way in one motion. Tina gasped and gripped his back. He started fucking her almost immediately. Tina's face winced and contorted in what looked like to me, pain. The fucking she got was hard and fast, but Ron didn't come that quick, Tina did though. She gasped and panted and cried out as her orgasm came and went. As she lay there with her legs open, just letting Ron fuck her. I wondered what he was whispering to her. Several times she shook her head telling him no, sometimes more vigorously than other others. I had a different view of Ron now. I still didn't like him much, and now that little grin and nod in the street seemed to be haunting me. Was he telling me one day I'd see what he had in his trousers, and I'd be shocked? I was shocked by it, and not just by it, but how he could hold off so long in someone as pretty as Tina. He was still fucking her hard when she started wailing again. Whatever Ron was saying to her had her head shaking again, but the orgasm still came as intense as the first. As he pulled out I saw his cock was about the same length, maybe just a bit longer than the cucumber, which Tina had used a few weeks ago. The thickness was similar too, but again, it looked thicker if anything.

A stream of spunk spewed from her pussy. Tina just lay there; she looked too exhausted to move. When Grace saw this she pulled Molly to her knees. Molly's face was buried between Grace's legs. While she licked and sucked on Grace's clit and pussy, Molly's hand still jerked my cock. Grace came on Molly's face, quietly hissing obscenities at the slut. When Grace had finished she pulled Molly up by her hair. Pushed her over the table in the room and yanked up her silver dress.

"Well, fuck it," Grace snapped at me.

My cock shoved into Molly's pussy just as the second man came on Tina's face. The third man stood over her and jerked himself over Tina's tits. As the spunk hit her we heard her say, "Thank you Master," as she had done with the previous two men.

Ron took his place, and stood looking down on Tina. Her face was already covered, and she had one eye shut, due to the spunk covering it. Her two hands jerked Ron's cock just a few inches from her face. He stood to start with, with his hands on his hips. I saw his white bottom flex and he gripped Tina by the hair. Come erupted from his cock in great white streaks, landing on Tina's pretty features, turning her into just another slut. She tried to pull away, but her head was held by Luke as well now.




Dare You? Tina Ch. 06



Molly was bucking back faster and as I came hard in her pussy. I wished I was on the other side of the mirror alone with Tina. 

For the first time Ron showed signs of what the past hour had taken out of him. He bent double with his hands on his knees panting heavily. The other men patted him on the back and congratulated him, with perhaps as much shock, as awe in the voices.

The men moved to the shower room, as Tina grabbed a handful of tissues, and tiredly wiped the lake of spunk from her face, tits, and belly. She flopped back on the bed, and I watched her breasts rise and fall, as she recovered slowly. 

I pushed Molly away from me; she had got to her knees and started cleaning my cock with her long and experienced tongue. I just didn't want the erection she was giving me at that time. 

Grace had left the room. I watched as she went through the door to where the action had taken place. 

"Strip the sheet, put it in the washing machine, and when the men have finished you may shower."

"Thank you mistress," Tina said wearily. 

"You did okay, but there is plenty of room for improvement. When I auction you off, you had better try harder. I don't want people thinking Grace has started producing a chain of useless cunts. I have a reputation to up hold."

Tina nodded and thanked her mistress again. I looked at Molly who was watching with the gleeful look on her face again, as Tina stripped the sheet.

"Molly you may answer out of mode. How determined is Adam to get Tina in the auction?"

"He has talked about nothing else since the day he watched her on the grass. My Master wants her with a passion, which I have not seen since he took me for the first time."

"And, this doesn't bother you?"

"No, I'm his slut, I do what he says, and if in the distant future it is the end of him and me, well I have only been to happy to have served him."

"How do you know he won't auction you straightaway if he does get Tina?"

I watched her smile at what she was thinking, and then she spoke, "Master Adam has promised to give her to me to help train her, and I will do whatever it takes to turn her into his willing slut. You might not like Master Adam, but he has never ever broken a promise to me."

"There's always a first time."

I watched Molly's smile drop a little, and for the first time I think she realised, her position could be in danger. 



Dare You? Tina Ch. 07



I took Molly home and we fucked, several times. Now and then she slipped into sub mode, which I guess just came naturally to her. We slept together, after first spending some time in the shower, and then the Jacuzzi, drinking wine and chatting. I questioned her a little more about Ron, but she didn't have anything new to tell me. In the morning I awoke to the smell of bacon. I traced the scent to its source. Molly smiled at me as she dished up, bacon, eggs, and toast, with juice and then coffee. We ate together and then she asked.

"Do you really think he'll auction me off?"

"Well, yes I do if he gets Tina. Anyway wouldn't you like a new Master?"

"No," she snapped, looking at me almost shocked that I'd ask such a thing.

Like I said Molly was faithful to Adam. She had been with him for sometime now. 

"Molly, the other girl Adam owned, did you sort of put her off?"

She looked like she was remembering what had happened, and then shook her head. One thing that it is worth pointing out here is, Molly is just as clever, if not, more so than Adam. For a slut to keep her master happy for any length of time, takes a great deal of skill. Molly has that skill, but even she had a look of worry in her eyes when I mentioned Tina.

"Okay, let me put it this way. There is a chance Tina will take your place, agreed?"

She nodded, but seemed reluctant to do so. 

"Molly, I can help you, if you help me. Adam wants Tina, but I think it is more about getting back at me. If he does win her at the auction, he'll turn his attention away from you and on to her. What does he want from her?"

She looked up and the words came out, "The same thing I gave willing to him, but she won't, he wants her ass."

"She doesn't have to, if she really doesn't want to."

"I know, but last night I saw in Tina, an older version of me. Tina knows if she refuses him then Mistress Grace will ban her from the club. I think your former slut will try her best not to get banned."

More toast popped up and Molly went to butter it.

"So that's it is it, Adam wants her ass?" 

She didn't answer straightaway, but she stopped spreading the butter, and without turning round she said, "If he takes her ass, I think, I hope he'll be happy with that, and he won't want her."

"I think you might be right Molly, but maybe I should bid for her."

She put the plate down rather heavily in front of me.

"You know it would be, frowned upon, don't you?"

"Yes, but I've got an idea, where those involved, including you, would benefit."

"If it means Master Adam will keep me then I'll help, but if he ever found out he'd dump me."

"That's why we have to play it carefully."

I told her my plan, and made it clear if she helped it was her choice, and there would be no pressure from me. 

"May I be excused now Master, I have to go home and change before I take my sister out for the day?"

I order her a taxi, paid for it, and reassured her I would tell her Master of her willingness and impressive service to me last night. She thanked me and left.

Two days later I was in the café chatting. I stopped mid sentence and watched Tina approach. She came into the café and stopped for a moment, and then continued to the table where I was sat. 

Tina eyed the girls I was with, cleared her throat, and said, "Grace wants to see you in half an hour."

She didn't wait for my answer and turned and headed to the door. She looked back at me and shook her liked she disapproved. I caught her up at the door. 

"Who are those two schoolgirls you are with? They are schoolgirls, are you playing the game with them?" She hissed in a quiet voice.

"Tina I can explain."

"Oh I don't think so. What would happen if their parents found out? You can't do things with them; it's illegal for god's sake."

"Dad, what's up with her?"

Tina's eyes shot past me to Michelle. I could see her start to visibly shrink, "Oh God, I'm sorry."

I grabbed her arm before she could run. 

"Michelle, Gabby, this is Tina, a friend of mine."

There was an uneasy pause while they looked at each other. Tina cleared her throat, twice, and then tried her best to say hello. Watching Tina trying to calm herself was something which made me smile inside. She blurted out a question about where they went to school, and Michelle rolled her eyes and pointed to the badge on her navy jacket. Tina nodded and started rubbing her hands trying to cope with the embarrassment. 

I watched Michelle nudge Gabby, and then she asked, "So, are you like, my dad's girlfriend?"

Gabby chuckled, and Michelle smiled naughtily.

"No....I mean yes....no...well, I, I have to go....nice meeting you, both."

I slid back into the seat and Gabby said she had to leave.

"So is she your girlfriend then, or what?" Michelle asked.

"Sort of, I guess."

"Does she work for you at that club?"

"No, Michelle, she is just a friend."

"Will you take me to the club, when I'm old enough I mean?"

"Certainly not Michelle, I don't want you anywhere near the club."

"Dad, I know what goes on there."

"Michelle, you are 17 and you are not going there. Even if you were 77, I wouldn't let you go there, and what do you mean about knowing what goes on there?"

"Well, Gabby's sister goes there, she told her mum and dad she had a job behind the bar. But Gabby heard her talking to some guy on the phone. Gabby reckons she's a sub, she dresses the part, but she told Gabby it was to blend in when she worked behind the bar."

"The last girl we had working behind the bar was a year ago."

"Dad, you are not listening. Gabby said her sister was talking on the phone and saying yes master, no master, anything you wish master. Anyway you'd know her, her name is Molly, but I doubt she'd use her real name."

I sat there wiping the coffee off my tie, trying not to let my daughter see on my face, what was running through my mind at a hundred miles an hour. 

"So can I go when we have the take your daughter to work week?"

"No, I told you no."

She giggled, "Don't worry I'm only teasing you. Anyway I'll be 18 in 5 months, and you can't stop me going there."

"I can and I will. Does your mother know you know about the club?"

"Don't know. Anyway I'd better be going. Don't worry I won't go to the club. Oh, thanks for the money too." 

She slipped across the seat, kissed my cheek, and left. 

Michelle decided to stay on for another year at school, and hopes to go on to college. She's growing up fast, too fast for my liking. I gave a photo of Michelle to the guy on the door of the Spider club. I said if she ever got past him he'd be looking for another job. 

The auction came around quickly. I sat and watched as one by one the masters dropped out. Adam had bid the highest and looked likely to win. Gradually it was down to him and another master, James. The price to rent Tina had already gone higher than the usual. I was willing James to win, but in the end he pulled out. I stood up and offered the ceiling price. Tina looked shocked that I had actually bid, and she wasn't the only one. 

"Well, I didn't think you could resist, but I have to say, I'm not sure I like the idea of you getting this slut, especially as you have only just given her up."

Grace came over and gave me one of those stares which could drop an army to its knees, "Withdraw your bid....now," she hissed.

I looked around the room. Eyes watched and there was some shaking of heads, but I held firm.

"I'm calling the auction off," she spat still staring at me.

"You can't, it has started. Or are you going to make the rules up to suit yourself?"

I looked past her to Adam, who had just said the words.

"There are no rules which say I can't bid for the slut....however....I can see it has caused unrest amongst a few of you. So I'm willing to let Master Adam have whatever he wants....oh and the drinks for the rest of the night are on me."

"Well you must be desperate to get your slut back...although I would like it confirmed Grace, that he is renting, and not buying her."

"You know that is what was intended for tonight, it hasn't changed."

"And how do we know he'll actually pay, how do we know you and your partner haven't cooked this little scheme up between you?"

I walked to Adam and pulled out my cheque book. I wrote the cheque for Tina, for the two months that she would be rented for, and made the cheque out to Adam. I held the cheque up and went round the bar, and then back to Adam. 

"There, the cheque is in your name. You can pay the weekly instalments to Grace, and if Grace asks for Tina back or I send the slut back, then you keep the remainder of the money for yourself, as well as any interest the money earns.

Adam turned to Grace, "Can he do that?"

"There's nothing in the rules to say he can't."

Molly whispered in Adam's ear, and he stood think for a moment, and then asked, "You mentioned something about letting me have what I want, is that right?"

I nodded.

Molly again whispered to Adam. I watched Adam break into a smile. He looked at Tina, then to me, and finally Grace. He walked towards Grace, "I want your slut's ass, then and only then will I be happy."

"Very well, Next week you get to fuck my slut's ass."

Adam backed away grinning, and nodding and said, "In one of the rooms, and we put it on the screen."

Grace raised an eyebrow and replied, "Naturally. But I want something too."

She walked up to Tina who was stood on the stage, "You know what will happen if you fail?"

"Yes mistress. I will not let you down," the words sounded a little squeaky and less assured, which had a few members whispering.

"Okay. The deal will be made next Saturday night, providing on Friday night you bring Evelyn to the club, and show us how good your tongue is," Grace turned to me and said, "My slut will need help getting her friend here. See it happens or the deal is off.

"Oh and what about me, what do I get?" Adam asked.

Grace turned to Adam, and said, "Saturday night you'll be getting my slut's ass whatever happens. Now I think someone mentioned the drinks are free for the rest of the night?"

Adam grinned at me, and yelled, "Well what are we waiting for, let's get pissed!"

Needles to say there was a rush for the bar. I caught Molly's eye and she gave me a half smile. She had done what I asked her to, and everyone seemed happy. As for Molly, and what I now know about her being Michelle's friend's sister, well, trying to get it out of my head obviously wasn't going to be that easy!

"Grace about Evelyn, why did you never mention this to me before?"

"That's the deal. You came to me with this madness in the first place. This is to ensure you don't put the future of this club in doubt again. Now go and chat with Tina, and think of a way you can get her lesbian friend in this club, with her legs spread, and Tina's tongue making her scream with pleasure."

I grabbed a wine bottle from one of the nearby tables, pulled Tina from the stage and took her to room 1. Tina swallowed the wine quickly. 

"I'm sorry about thinking your daughter was, well....you know?"

"Tina, don't mention it again. Did you tell Grace about Evelyn?"

"Yes, she is my mistress, but she didn't tell you did she, how did you know?"

"You mentioned something when we left her birthday party. It all came together then, along with the little looks she was giving you, and the way she wanted the confrontation between you and Colin. You had a fling with her and you dumped her, didn't you?"

"Yes........are you shocked?"

"Not much shocks me anymore. Tina, can you seduce her?"

"I think so...but I'd have to get her here, and that will be impossible."

"You leave that to me. Right now you have to tell me everything that happened between Evelyn and you, every detail, no matter how small. Oh you do want me to be your master again, don't you?"

She smiled with her eyes shut and nodded. 

For three days I waited outside Evelyn's house, and finally her husband left for work without her. I knocked on the door and it opened. To say she was shocked to see me was an understatement. 

"I need a word with you Evelyn."

Before she could say anything, I was inside her house, and closing the door behind me.

"I know about you and Tina. Don't worry, I'm not going to tell your old man, in fact I'm here to help you, if you'll help me?"

I was in the lounge now. Evelyn followed and tried to start with the, look here speech.

"Evelyn, please hear me out, and then I'll leave I swear. That....bitch has used me, like I'm guessing she used you. I just want to wring her scrawny neck...sorry this isn't making much sense. I've been a fool Evelyn, and she has to pay."

After listening to a few women, not all, but a few, I've learned the art of not letting anyone get a word in. Right now Evelyn is so confused she hasn't even thought of telling me to get out, or rather, she hasn't had a chance to. I threw in a few key words, which would stop her first thoughts of telling me to leave. Right now she still wants to, but she has been drawn in, to find out a little more.

"Well, I don't really think I can help, and what happened between Tina and me was just a moment of madness."

"Evelyn, she told me it happened three times, three moments of madness? Look I'm not judging you, I just want her to realise she can't go promising things, getting me all, well excited, and then dumping me for a...woman."

That hurt Evelyn I could tell by the way she stiffened slightly. 

"Evelyn, she used me at the party, she pleaded with me to come. I mean I really liked her. Hell I'm an alright sort of bloke. I bought you the picture frame for your birthday, and well, I did it to please Tina, and you of course. She even threw that back in my face. She said I was stupid, and a sucker."

"Well, it is a nice frame, and I know it cost you a lot of money."

"Evelyn, I don't care about the money. When we left here, we went to the Spider club, do you know it?"

Her eyes opened wide and she said, "I've heard what goes on in there it's a ....sex club."

"Well, I told Tina I go there from time to time. I know a woman who goes there. Sorry do you mind I just need a coffee," I said as I stood in her kitchen filling the kettle.

"Well.....no, but you'll have to leave afterwards."

"I will, sorry I didn't want to come here, but that cow has got me so worked up."

"I can see that, calm down, I don't want you having a heart attack...I'll make the coffee you go and sit down, and then we'll have a little chat, without all the disjointed words. I'm a great listener you know."

So I sat in the lounge. 5 minutes later Evelyn came in with the coffee. She sat her plump frame next to me and smiled. 

"Evelyn, I'm sorry."

"Oh now shush darling....now take a deep breath, and just tell me what that bitch did."

"Well, we went to the club, and I introduced her to Grace. I might as well have been a coat stand after that. Tina went off with Grace. Oh I know Tina had drunk quite a bit, but seeing her cuddling with Grace was too much. I asked Tina to leave with me, and that's when she started being, nasty."

"Well, I'll admit it doesn't sound like Tina, but I guess with a few drinks in her anything is possible."

I told Evelyn about the club, and a few lies along the way. 

"Well, so she is this Grace woman's sex slave, and you've won Tina in some sort of auction?"

"Yes, she has to do what I tell her, those are the rules, but I'm stumped. Okay I come across as calm and in control, but it is mainly a charade. Evelyn, after I got my hands on this DVD, I knew you would be able to help, if you too want to get your own back."

Evelyn put the DVD in the player, and straight away she saw Tina in between Grace's legs. I watched Evelyn closely, her face was red but her eyes couldn't leave the screen. 

"Evelyn," I said quietly as I put my hand on her knee, "wouldn't it be good to have her between your legs, doing that?"

Her eyes flicked to my hand on her knee. 

"I like the old fashioned stockings you're wearing....my mum used to wear them...you remind me of her...caring and gentle....I guess," my hand trailed up her leg taking her skirt with it a few inches, "I guess you are one very passionate woman....maybe you'd like Tina doing that on the screen to you....again."

She gulped and panted, and then asked, "Have you just tricked me?"

"Put it this way, would you have let me in if I had asked? Evelyn, I want you to be where Grace is now. I want you to feel Tina's tongue working you up into a frenzy. She dumped you, and after you listened and became her shoulder to cry on."

"My, husband hasn't touched me for, years. I still need sex."

"I know you do Evelyn," I said as my fingers traced over the now visible suspender catch, "and Tina was willing to start with, wasn't she?"

"I cuddled her, and kissed her cheek. Then our lips touched, and we kissed again. I went down between her legs...I gave her my best and she loved it. A few weeks later the same thing happened, another bottle of wine, and again we kissed. I sucked her breast, for ages. I fingered her until she came. She wouldn't return the favour though. The third time I went to her house. Colin had just visited and she was upset, I cuddled her and made a move. I pinned her to the sofa when she started telling me no. I had given her my best, twice. All I wanted was her to do it just once for me."

Evelyn closed her eyes as my fingers wormed inside her white knickers. I soon found her clit, which was jutting out searching for attention. 

"Watch on the screen Evelyn....this is the best bit."

Grace started squirting in Tina's face. Tina jumped back a little in shock, but Grace held her firm. 

"That should be you Evelyn, that should be you getting it from Tina....I can make that come true.......you can sit there and lord it over her, while she does anything you wish. Evelyn, she can't say no to you, she has to do as she's told.....not one person can stop you getting what you want.......she's yours, to do with as you wish. Imagine my finger is her tongue....imagine her eating your pussy.......come on her face Evelyn, do it........now!"

She gasped and her head tipped back against the couch. I felt her come and watched her shaking tits and heard her panting. She held my arm against her pussy until my finger became too much for her to handle. I stood up and watched her just wallowing in the remains of her orgasm. Slowly her eyes opened and she smiled at me.

"Evelyn, this is my card. Phone me if you wish to play."

"Can I keep the DVD?"

"Sorry I can't do that, but wouldn't you rather have one of you, and Tina?"

She picked up my eleventh, Dare You card as I left.

.................................

I picked up Evelyn on Friday night. I took her through the back yard and into the club. She looked a little scared, but her willingness to get her hands on Tina and come to the club won through. She had made a real effort, and although she could do with losing a few pounds, she did look good. The wine hardily touched the sides as I talked her through the club. It hadn't opened yet, and I thought it would be best to get her there and get her used to it. She didn't have many questions, but the ones she did ask, I answered as honestly as I could. 

I had made one arrangement. Pam came out from behind the velvet curtain. Pam dropped to her knees as I introduced Evelyn, and kissed her hand. Evelyn pulled her hand away.

"Are you not pleased with me Mistress Evelyn?"

"I, I, I'm not a, miss, mistress," Evelyn stammered.

"Pam, this is Evelyn's first time at the club. She is a little unsure, and she will be playing with Tina tonight, but I want you to chaperone Evelyn for the night. You'll answer any questions as best you can, and make sure she gets anything she asks for, do I make myself clear, slut?"




Dare You? Tina Ch. 07



"Yes Master, I'll look after her."

"Good then you can start by getting her another glass of wine."

"Is Tina like that?" Evelyn asked a little shocked. 

"Yes, but not fully. Pam has been doing this for 5 years, and she prefers a mistress to a master. She will do as I have instructed....and what you say also."

I watched Evelyn staring at Pam as she went to the bar.

"That dress she is wearing, is it her own, I mean does she like looking like...a ballet dancer?"

"Yes, it is her dress, although she will change into something else if you wish? We have quite an array of costumes here, although they are rented from the club. Get her to take you to the change rooms, anything you fancy her in, tell her to wear it, and I'll pick up the tab."

"But, if she has a mistress, won't it upset her?"

"Evelyn, I asked Pam to be here for you. She was dumped some months ago by her last mistress. See how you get on with her, but I want you focused on Tina first of all."

Evelyn nodded as she watched Pam talking to Phil. 

"She, I mean she wouldn't, fancy me......would she?"

I took Evelyn to a wall with maybe 50 photos on it taken with a self developing camera. I pulled one off the wall and handed it to Evelyn.

"That's Pam with her last mistress. She was with her for nearly two years I think, and I'm sure you can see the slight resemblance between you and her last mistress. Although you aren't...well."

"Don't worry I know I'm over weight. I don't think I can be a mistress though."

"Evelyn, you don't have to be cruel to be a master or mistress, you just have to know what you want, and what your slut wants, that is very important. Now have your wine and take Pam to play dress up, and then Tina will be here, and you'll get what you should have had a few months ago."

As the club filled up I saw a gradual change in Evelyn. She had watched what was going on and seemed to be interested in a collection of canes hanging on the wall. As Pam took one down from the rack I saw Evelyn's hand disappear up the ginger haired girl's pink maid's outfit. I did smile to myself when I saw what Evelyn had obviously chosen for Pam. Pam glanced down at Evelyn and smiled. She handed her the cane and I watched Evelyn do a few light swings. She said something to Pam, and Pam nodded enthusiastically. Evelyn grinned up at her, and then held her hand out to Pam. Pam took her hand and got down from the steps. I watched them kiss, and Evelyn gave Pam a light tap on her arse with the cane.

It was time for me to act before Evelyn got carried away, and forgot why she was here. I took the cane off Evelyn, and both she and Pam looked a little disappointed. 

"Wait at the bar, slut. Evelyn, come with me, I have to get you ready."

As we walked away Evelyn asked, "She will wait won't she, I mean, for me?" 

"Yes, Pam is a good slut, and provided you do what I told you with Tina, Pam will be yours."

She gave me a sheepish look, "I don't know if I really want that, and then there is my husband to consider."

"Well, that is your decision of course, but I guess he wouldn't stop you going to bingo once a week?" I said with a wink.

I settled Evelyn in room 7, and went to see if Tina had arrived, she had, with Grace, Adam and Molly. We went down to the corridor and stopped outside the closed door to room 7.

"Molly, the tray," Grace snapped as she pulled the coat off Tina. 

Molly handed Tina the tray, and she stood in just her high heels and nothing else. She waited for us to go in room 8 before she opened the door, and once again, we watched things unfold in the false mirror.

Tina knocked on the door and went in, as she appeared in the room, she nodded at Evelyn. 

"Evelyn, you know why I'm here. First to say sorry for not, appreciating what you have done for me, and to offer you my...services."

Evelyn removed the robe she had put on earlier, and stood naked in front of Tina. She slowly circled Tina, and her fingers dragged lightly over Tina's arse, which twitched slightly. 

"You're a fucking bitch Tina," Evelyn spat.

"I know. I'm sorry Evelyn."

"Mistress Evelyn, I think is more appropriate, don't you?"

"Yes, sorry, Mistress Evelyn."

"And you reckon this Evelyn woman has never done this before? I'm shitting myself and I'm behind the fucking glass."

"Shut up Adam, just watch for once."

We watched the 48 year old Evelyn pace around Tina, slapping her ass and squeezing her tits at random, while Tina just stood there flinching, but taking it. Finally Evelyn grabbed her face and pressed her lips on Tina's. The kiss lasted a long time, and Tina again stood there and took it. When Evelyn let go she walked to the tray. She picked up a cake loaded with chocolate cream, and then started smearing it over Tina's face. She trailed it down over her neck, and on her breasts, leaving a trail of cream, which she squeezed from the sponge. Evelyn went back to the tray and picked up another cream cake. This was loaded with white cream, which Evelyn again squeezed over Tina's belly. She moved it down between her legs and mashed it against Tina's pussy.

Over the next few minutes Evelyn's huge pink tongue licked the cream from Tina's face, tits, belly and pussy. Tina was panting a bit, and she pulled her pussy open a little for Evelyn's tongue. We all stood mesmerised as Tina seemed to be getting into it, a lot more than any of us imagined she would. 

"Your turn bitch," Evelyn growled as she stepped back.

We watched Evelyn lay on the bed. Tina walked to the tray and picked up a cream cake in each hand. 

Tina repeated the same process which Evelyn had just done to her. Evelyn was shaking and moaning softly, as Tina started working her tongue over tits, and erect nipples. Tina was less enthusiastic about doing this act than Evelyn was earlier. But Evelyn didn't care about that. 

"Get two more cakes and give them to me, now," Evelyn snarled. 

Once the cakes were in Evelyn's hands, she started squeezing the white cream from one, and the chocolate cream from the other. 

"Fucking hell, she could squeeze the juice out of a bloody apple."

"Or your cum out of your balls Adam, and they would pop like corks," Grace said with a sly smile.

The two cakes got mashed between Evelyn's legs. Tina's face showed a little sign of nervousness, but slowly she got to her knees between Evelyn's legs. 

Evelyn groaned and shook as Tina's tongue worked itself in her cream filled pussy. As Tina's head came up we all witnessed her tongue disappear in her mouth, loaded with cream and sponge. Evelyn pulled Tina's head tight between her legs, and held it there.

"My clit...do it Tina.....please," Evelyn pleaded softly.

"Well, she's changed her tune, fucking useless. I won't be as gentle when I'm fucking the slut's ass."

Watching Evelyn I suddenly felt sorry for her. This was all she wanted, a little attention, a little passion in her life. I left the room and went I search of Pam. I found her where Evelyn had left her, at the bar. 

"Pam, do you like Evelyn?"

She nodded, "Yes Master, I do," her head lowered, "she's not coming back is she, did she tell you she didn't like the scar on my cheek, has that put her off?" 

I grabbed Pam's hand and led her down through the corridor. I pulled her in the room and let her watch through the one way mirror. 

"Don't tell me you are going to fuck this slut."

I elbowed Adam in the ribs, and he curled up holding his stomach.

"Get out if you can't keep your mouth shut Adam," I hissed.

Grace made a movement to the door with her eyes, and Molly fussed over her master as they moved out into the corridor. 

"What is she doing here?" Grace asked.

Pam's hands were on the mirror as she watched mesmerised as Evelyn juddered as her orgasm started.

"Pam, this is what Evelyn likes....when she starts to calm down, go in there and smother the cakes on her body. Strip now if you want her, and hopefully she'll come back and play with you again."

Grace stood watching Pam strip. The door to the room opened and Tina went out, leaving Evelyn moaning softly.

"Go now, slut. Go and show Evelyn what you can do."

"Thank you Master," she said looking back from the door.

"You softy," Grace said with a grin as she went to intercept Tina, she stopped at the door and came back, and planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Now who is being soft?"

I stood watching Pam enter the room. She looked a little coy as she picked up two cream cakes, and stood before the spellbound Evelyn. 

"If it pleases you Mistress Evelyn, I'd like to eat cream from your body, and make you happy."

Evelyn stood up and walked to Pam, "No.......I want to pleasure you, first."

Evelyn took the cakes from Pam, and started smearing them over her tits. 

"You are too kind to me Mistress Evelyn....do you want me as your....slut?"

"Yes Pam.....you're mine, I own you now."

I watched as they kissed passionately. My only hope is Evelyn could keep this from her husband. Then again I shouldn't be concerned with such things.



Dare You? Tina Ch. 08



Thanks for your feedback. This is the last planned part for now.

SD.




On Saturday night I got to the club early. Part of me again didn't want to see Adam do this, but I had to be there, because I knew Grace would force Tina to go further, and not stop it as soon as I would, if Tina objected. Tina still had the option to back out, but I could tell she was hooked on the club, and all the things which went on in it. It was Molly who really brought this home to me, when she said she saw in Tina, something just like she had.

I watched Tina come in on Grace's arm. They settled at the bar and I just watched for a moment. Grace looked around and saw me sat at a table on the far side wall. She flicked her fingers at Tina and whispered in her ear. Tina wore a tight white knee length dress, white stockings and white high heels. Grace would have told Tina what to dress in, and it was obvious she was going for the virgin look. The white wedding veil which Tina pulled down over her face was a strange touch, but it brought back memories of Stacey. I once had her walking through town dressed as a bride. 

Tina started walking towards me. I watched her glide across the floor, behind her Grace was staring at me. It was a cruel vision for me, one moment my head was wondering if this wonderful woman was coming down the aisle to marry me, the next my head was telling me Adam was going to take her virgin ass, and it was all for him. Grace liked tormenting other masters, and just because we had been friends for a few years it didn't stop with me. I had got my own back on her a few times, I remember leaving her in a room tied to a bed with a fucking machine buried deep in her pussy, while I went to the bar to have a drink. I guess you could say we experimented with the new toys we bought for the club with each other. But as Tina neared the table I thought that Grace couldn't possibly sink any lower, than to send Tina to Adam dressed as a bride right in front of me.

"Good evening sir. My mistress wonders if you would like a drink."

I wanted to grab her and run to the nearest church. I made a mental note to kick myself in the bollocks for thinking that.

"No, tell your mistress I have a drink."

I watched her mouth open slightly under the veil. She wanted to say something to me, but she knew she couldn't unless she was allowed to talk out of mode. She twitched and fidgeted for a few moments, and then nodded.

"I will tell my Mistress you....you are not in need of a drink at the moment....is there anything else, I can get you?"

Call me stubborn or a fool, but I ignored Tina's hint at trying to get me to ask her to talk out of mode. Finally she cracked and asked me herself, which was permitted.

"No Tina, you may not speak to me out of mode. Go back to the bar, and I suggest for your own good, you keep walking out of the club and never come back." 

She turned and started to walk away, when she reached the bar she stopped, and looked back at me, and stood with her mistress.

Some of my girls only wanted to go to certain levels. I don't have a problem with that as long as they get their thrill from doing similar things time after time. Tina I thought would have stopped pushing herself by now, but she hadn't. If ever she did I would have asked her to stick with me, to a level she was comfortable with, or until we got fed up with each other. Purposely I hadn't told her of this before. It usually depended on the girl, and how inventive I could be at basically repeating the same sort of ideas.

Grace was striding towards me now; I didn't think it would take long. She sat opposite me and took a breath.

"What's up with you, you knew why I sent Tina over here."

"Yes, I like the dress too, a nice touch that, sending her to Adam as a virgin."

"So, you are not going to guide her?"

"Grace, she is your slut. I told her what I think she should do....get the fuck out of here."

"You think she has gone beyond what she really wants don't you? She's good at the game, she'll push herself, while still feeling frightened. It's you she wants and she's playing the game to become your slut again."

"Yes but only for two months, and then you can rent her out again. Grace, Tina has shocked me by coming here."

"Yes, and you are hoping she pulls out at the last minute now, aren't you? You know why I agreed to her becoming my slut don't you?"

"I thought I did, but now I'm not so sure, money?"

"Money, god no you fool. I jumped in before anyone else did, before she turned to Adam or someone who wanted to push her to their limits and not hers. I should have told her to wait for you to come back."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because I thought you had fucked off for months again, like after Stacey."

"So why the auction, why not sell her to me?"

"Because you and I both know the members would have smelled a rat. She will go through with this for you. Unless you talk to her and convince her to back out."

"Oh fucking hell, send her over before the club opens. But she's hooked on this place, and I think we are both surprised by just how much."

Grace smiled at me, "its ironic isn't it, we spend hours with each other dreaming up ways of getting people to come here, and we should be patting ourselves on the back that a woman like Tina would ever set foot inside the door. Instead we are both wondering and worrying perhaps, if she'll go the whole way now."

"Do you think if she does let this happen, she'll be able to cope?"

"I've been trying with her. I've started with the smallest size and she screams like a fucking pig. Talk to her, tell her she won't be able to cope when Adam starts on her."

"Send her over with a drink."

I watched Tina approaching again. She stood there having placed my drink on the table. 

"Tina, sit down I want to talk to you out of mode."

She sat there with the veil over her eyes. It gave her features a soft sexy glow, which had already started putting me off.

"Will you lift the veil please?"

She lifted it and it just made things worse. Now I could see that face which appeared in my dreams most nights. It was even prettier than any dream could imagine.

"Tina, I have concerns about you. I don't think you should carry on with this."

"Grace told you then," she said and lowered her head, "about me not being able to take the thing in my, backside."

She couldn't even say ass, so how the hell she was expecting to go through with having a cock fucking her there, this was becoming even more worrying to me.

"Tina, just go, Grace will drop you and after a year you'll be allowed back here. You can come back as my slut after that time."

Her head came up and she stared at me with those captivating green eyes.

"If I do that people will still remember what happened. We will be spotted together around town too. I have to do this, and I will do this....for us."

The words for us had my head spinning. Why the fuck couldn't I just accept she meant it as master and slut? Why did I think she meant anything more?

"Please let me try. I'm sure I can do it, and Adam will be gentle, at first, won't he?"

"Tina, Adam isn't as patient as you think. I will have a word with him, but it might have the opposite affect."

"You gave me this freedom, this experience, and I haven't regretted a single moment. Even what I did with Evelyn, was well amazing. What I'm willing to do to go through, isn't that telling you how much more alive I feel? This maybe right on my limit, but let me decide, and if means you being in control of me for even just two months again, then I've got to do this."

Again the passion was in her voice, and try as I did to ignore it, I couldn't.

"Just remember the safe word, and scream it out over and over until he stops."

"You will be proud of me," she stood up and looked down at me, "you know, I nearly never made it to the supermarket that first time. I pushed myself to go, and I'm glad I did. Thank you."

I sat stunned for quite a time, and the drink had long slipped down my throat before I could remember a single thought. The punters had started trickling in the club at a steady pace earlier than usual. I watched the odd one pointing out Tina to others. They had all come to see if she could cope. The veil was in place again, but now and then I saw her head turn to me. I still hoped she would pull out, but as time went on I found myself praying that she could do it. I should have felt honoured that Tina was going to this new and I thought, to extreme limit, for me, and now I had to back her up. I couldn't go on telling her to pull out; when it was becoming increasingly obvious she was going to at least try. 

I picked up the long time empty glass I had been nursing and walked to the bar. Tina had her back to me, and I noted how perfectly straight the seams on her stockings looked. Her ass looked tight in the dress and a perfect size. Her slim naked arms at her side just begged to be held, and from her hips to her waist I couldn't have wished for a more perfect shape. I stayed behind her a few feet and pointed to her when Phil caught my eye. He poured her a glass of wine and placed it on the bar. Phil pointed to me when Tina noticed the drink and her head turned. I saw her lips turn up at the ends, even under the veil I knew she was smiling. 

"She's not yours yet," Grace snapped and then she turned to Tina, "Have you forgotten who your mistress is slut?"

I watched Tina drop to her knees, and she kissed Grace's hand through her veil.

Grace snapped her fingers and I watched Paula approach. Paula has been Grace's slut for a good few years. Grace gave Paula the wine and told her to drink it all. Paula did and then returned the empty glass to the bar.

"Now kiss Tina," Grace snapped.

A few watched as Tina was told to lift her veil. Tina did as she was told, and both Paula and Tina kissed until Grace told them to stop, which didn't happen for over minute.

Paula by the way is a transvestite, in his or her mid 30's, and she is quite attractive if you go for that sort of thing. While Paula was a submissive she liked to wear stylish clothes, some of which I know Grace handed to her. Grace had Paula help Tina with her instruction. She said Tina was shocked when she first saw Paula, and realised she was a he. Tina would have been made to watch Grace fuck Paula with a strap on a few times, and then Tina would have sucked off Paula, if Grace had kept to her usual routine.

As I said a lot of weird and wonderful things go on in the club, and I made a mental note that perhaps we should consider a transvestite night during the week when it wasn't busy. We usually had a few in now and then, some just came to have a drink and chat and watch what else was going on. I guess this is one place where men dressed as women, and visa versa wouldn't appear as strange as some of the sights going on around them.

Adam came in flanked by Molly on one side and Ron on the other. Ron was now making friends with Adam. Molly was dressed in a plain blue knee length dress. This was totally out of character for her, and I could see by the look on her face she wasn't too impressed by it. There was something else which Grace noticed about Molly, and as the trio made their way round various acquaintances, Grace pulled me to one side.

"So it is true. Adam is lining up Molly for Ron?"

"What the fuck is going on Grace?" 

"Look I didn't want to tell you this, in fact I never thought it would get this far."

"Grace, what the fucking hell have you done?"

"I've done nothing, but in two months Tina will be up for auction again. Adam will no doubt bid for her, and with you unable to, well I guess he's got a free path, unless someone else offers a higher price."

"Then she's going through this for nothing?"

"No, she's going through this for you, and of course not getting barred from the club."

"Grace, will he go off the idea of renting Tina before then?"

"How long would you wait for a girl like Tina?"

Adam I think was ignoring me on purpose. Ron moved to the bar and I pushed in next to him.

"I know what you want, there's nothing you can say to stop things happening, in two months I'll own Molly. I've already started training her my way. Do you like the dress I picked for her?"

"Remember our deal?"

"Don't worry old chap. I'm just playing up to whoever might be listening."

"Can you assure me we are the only two who know about this?"

"Yes of course, don't worry. When Tina's next auction comes around I'll drop out of the Molly deal at the eleventh hour, and with your money, I'll offer to buy Tina outright. But I want her for a while before I drop her."

"Yes we agreed that." 

"Obviously she is going through with tonight like you feared?"

"Yes, I think she will."

"Does she or Grace know of our little deal?"

"No, I can't take the risk. Ron, you had better not be fucking with me about this."

"I have a wife, which you so generously reminded me. While I like this part of my life, I don't want anyone knowing about her, or her knowing about this. How did you find out about her by the way, we live 100 miles way?"

"It was quite difficult, don't worry. I think you are safe, as long as you keep to your part of the deal. I did wonder when I saw you come out of the estate agent's, I thought you worked there."

"Good god no, I just rent from them. My wife thinks I'm working away when I'm down here."

Later on Molly stood by me at the bar getting drinks for her master and Ron. 

"Thanks for finding about Ron," I whispered.

"You were right, Master Adam does intend selling me, and to Ron."

"Are you sure Ron didn't see you looking through his wallet?"

"No, I'm sure."

"Thanks for doing this for me." 

"Its not you I've done it for, it is for me," She announced, and turn and carried the drinks off.

Phil put a drink down for me, "Grace doesn't know you're doing this right?"

"For fucks sake Phil, is there nothing you don't hear?"

"No, but go careful, you don't want to end up with another Stacey situation, do you?" Phil said and walked off to serve someone else.

I watched as Tina was led away by the grinning Adam. 

"Well, fingers crossed she can come through this," Grace said.

"My Master will have the stuck up bitch screaming her head off."

"Like I did with you last night slut, when your master offered me your ass."

I watched Ron's hand going up the back of Molly's dress. She winced a little but let him do whatever he was doing.

We watched as the screen came to life. Tina was tied to the bed on all fours. Her dress had been removed but she still had on the veil, corset, stockings and shoes, all in white. Adam walked around her, occasionally trailing his fingers over Tina's body. I watched her wince and jerk a little. He pulled the veil from her face and stood looking donw on her. 

"Well, slut, let's show the members those tits of yours."

I watched Adam push his hands down into the top of Tina's corset. His fingers rolled and twisted for a few moments. Tina whimpered and cowered a little. She started moaning a little louder as Adam's fingers tormented her nipples. He grabbed both her tits and pulled them up out of her top. We watched him attach a nipple clamp to each nipple. He tugged them gently, and then let them drop.

He walked round behind her and has hand touched the insde of her thigh. His thumb wriggled around between the cheeks of her tight ass, tickling and lightly touching the entrance of her asshole. 

Tina wiggled a little, but she didn't cry out. Not that I was expecting her to, after all she knew things were going to get a lot worse.

Adam chuckled as he moved round in front of her. His cock was now standing to attention inches from her face. 

"Suck it you dumb slut. This will soon be deep in that ass of your's, and you can like it or loath it, it doesn't bother me either way."

Tina sucked, as Adam grinned down at her. He pulled out after a few minutes and drool hung between Tina's precious lips and the purple head of Adam's angry looking cock.

"Well, slut, are you ready?" he asked picking up the tube of gel.

"Please Master Adam you will be gentle with me, won't you?"

Adam didn't answer, he bent forward and took both of the nipple clamps in his hands and pulled them. Tina winced and then cried out, he let go and movd behind Tina. 

Adam rolled a condom on his cock, and smeared gel over it, and then we saw him press a finger against her ass. She made a gasping sound as his finger made the entry. She moved forward slightly. Adam brought his free hand down on her ass. Tina cried out, as the slap echoed round the room. 

I looked at the faces watching the screen. Everyone was silent, even Phil was leaning on the bar watching. I looked at the safe word which Adam had put at the bottom of the screen, hoping to hear that word coming from Tina's mouth....it didn't.

"Ready whore, are you ready to get fucked in your tight little ass?" Adam snarled.

"Yes Master, but please have mercy on me, please be gentle with your big cock."

I took a step forward. Grace knew I was going to try and stop it, "Wait, just wait," she hissed quietly.

Adam peeled her ass cheeks apart, and then started pushing. Grace tightened her grip on my arm.

Tina cried out, but the safe word didn't come. Adam moved his hand from guiding his cock into her entrance, and then slowly started to work back and forth, gently. 

Tina gasped and whimpered, her eyes screwed shut, and her mouth dropped open. Beads of sweat appeared on her brow, and she began panting. Adam took a few minutes to get himself right in, until finally he was fully inbedded in Tina's tight hole. 

Slowly he started to fuck her, she cried out now and then, but never uttered the safe word. Grace relaxed her grip on my arm. My eyes turned away from the business end of what was going on. I was now staring at Tina's face. The pain she showed at the beginning was now giving way to something else, which even the tear rolling down her cheek couldn't mask.

"You lied to me Grace," I whispered.

"Yes, but it took a while to get her comfortable with it, and like I said a few days ago, you put the future of the club in jeopardy, I hope you had a few restless nights thinking about this moment."

Adam fucked her slowly, but something Molly had told me earlier was Adam couldn't hold on very long whenever he fucked her ass. I knew if it had got to this stage, although I never thought it would, Tina's pain would soon be over. 

Adam grunted and spat as he upped the pace. His hand pulled Tina's hair and her head came up. From the side view camera, her back was arched, her tits jutted out, and her upturned face pointed up to where the wall joined the ceiling. Adam finally let go of his orgasm. He hissed and cursed through gritted teeth, until finally the rocking ceased. As he pulled out I made a move to go and untie Tina. Grace again held me back.

"Paula, go and untie the slut. I'll be down in a minute. You don't have control over her until midnight."

The bar quickly returned to normal, as I turned round I saw Evelyn and Pam behind me. Evelyn nudged Pam and she walked over to Grace. Pam knelt and kissed the back of Grace's hand and then stood up, "My mistress Evelyn would like to bid for your slut, the next time you auction her. She would like her as our plaything."

"Very well, tell your mistress if she is a memember she can bid the next time."

"Thank you mistress Grace, my mistress Evelyn has joined this very night."

I watched Pam curtsey and then return to Evelyn. After a breif exchange of words Evelyn smiled at me, and then kissed her slut passionatly. 

At just gone midnight Tina walked towards me. She showed no sign of what had happened just an hour or two ago. Her beauty was still something which took my breath away, and as she reached me we just stared at each other. 




Dare You? Tina Ch. 08



"What are you wearing?"

"My Master does not recognise what his slut wore the day we went to the burnt out shop?"

"Yes, your master does, Slut."

"May we leave and go to the 24 hour supermarket?"

I looked down at the tight pink top with the word hot across breast. Her obviously braless nipples which stood out, and those amazing long legs sticking out from that short skirt, which couldn't quite conceal her black hold up stocking tops, caused a twitch between my legs. 

"Go get your coat."

"Sir, if it would please you, your slut doesn't wish to wear a coat. But she would like to wear these."

I smiled and snapped the cuffs on her wrists in front of her.

"We can take a taxi if you wish my master?"

"No, your master wishes to take the late night bus."

She swallowed and that nervous looked appeared again, but she nodded. 

We travelled the bus sat together. Most noticed the way Tina was dressed, and some noticed the hand cuffs on her wirsts. Tina went in and bought a cucumber, gel, two bottles of wine, some condoms, a potted plant, and a card. I moved behind her at the till. The man's eyes were all over Tina, and his mouth never seemed to shut properly. He was in in early 20's, and it took him a little time to realise I was actually now with Tina. 

Tina left the bag for me and picked up the gel and the cucumber. She went into the photo booth right behind the young man's till. It didn't take long for Tina to start gasping. 

"Is, she alright in there?" the man behind the till asked.

I peered at his name badge, "Oh yes Pete she's fine."

Tina's moans became a little louder, and finally we heard her clear her throat. The curtain swung open, and Tina appeared rather gingerly. She stood by the dispenser waiting for the photos to develop, and drop into the tray. Her face was flushed and she was panting lightly. Her nipples were rock hard and I could see her fingers gripping the corner of the booth. 

When the photos dropped she picked them up and shuffled over. Her legs were pressed together, and she walked awkwardly. She handed me the strip of photos. The top one was of her with her top pulled down revealing her breasts to the camera. In the second photo she was sucking the end of the cucumber. The third photo showed her with her legs spread and just an inch or two of the cucumber penetrating her pussy. The fourth showed the cucumber half way in, and in the last photo she was fucking her pussy with it. 

"I can't hold it any longer," she gasped. 

Pete and I watched as her face struggled with what her pussy was trying to do. Slowly the end of the cucumber came into view from under her skirt.

"I'm sorry, Master" she whimpered as it slid slowly down between her legs.

"Fucking hell," Pete said softly and slowly, with a shocked tone in his voice. 

The green cucumber gathered pace and hit the floor between Tina's legs. 

Tina bent down and picked it up. I watched Pete's eyes as he stared at the cucumber, covered with a mixture of gel and Tina's pussy juice as she dropped it in the shopping bag. 

I ripped off the top two photos which were the only ones which showed Tina's face, and stuffed them in my pocket. I handed Tina the rest and whispered to her. 

Her shaking outstretched hand offered the strip of photos to Pete. Pete was still in the land of shock.

"My Master, wishes you to have these photos of me, his, slut. Please take them or my master will be cross with me and punish me."

Pete eyed the photos, but seemed reluctant to take them for some reason. 

I pulled the bamboo cane from the potted plant, and swung it at Tina's ass. She gulped and whimpered a little. I swung it again a little harder, and this time she cried out a little louder. Her face was as red as I think it could get. 

"Please take the photos. My master will not stop until you do."

It took three more whacks from the cane until Pete finally got his brain in gear and took the photos from Tina's shaking cuffed hands. The cane still landed on her ass, as she fumbled to get the condom packet open. She pulled out a foil wrapped condom and handed it to Pete.

"My Master wishes you to use this when you have your break."

Pete sat there with the condom in one hand, and the strip of photos in the other. I picked up the shopping bag and we started to leave. 

"Sir, the plant, you've forgotten the plant."

I looked back at Pete, "I never wanted the plant," I said as I held up the bamboo cane. 

"You did well slut, especially as you wore the cuffs all the way round the shop," I whispered as we left the shop.

"I did get some curios looks, and I did ask one man to help me with the wine."

"That's fine. Now we'll go back to my place."

"I'd love that," she said excitedly slipping out of slut mode.

We walked together at a slow pace. Tina still with her hands cuffed together in front of her. When we reached my home I took her cuffs off. I opened the bottle of wine while Tina scribbled in the card she had bought. I handed her a glass of wine, she sipped it, and then she handed the envelop to me.

"I didn't ask you to buy a card."

"I know. I wanted to buy it."

Her face smiled, as I read the words inside the card, 'thank you for bidding for me, Tina. X'

I put the thank you card on the table. 

"Jayne tells me you have given her a card, she said you are going to help her and her husband."

"Yes, that is true, and who knows, I might take you along to help me."

"As your slut I would be wiling to help, are we going to play more games now, Master?"

"I'm going to do something to you which I wanted to do the first moment I saw you. It will be a tough test for you Tina, make no mistake, this will become a huge part in your life for the next two months."

She gulped, and then nodded, "I'm ready for whatever punishment or ordeal you wish to put me through. What is it that would make you happy?"

"We are going to bed, and I'm going to make love to you, like I wanted to the first time I saw you."

She smiled and took my offered hand and we went to bed.