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The Fetish Club

By: perter111111



All around me were scenes of perversion and debauchery as I walked in through the door of this club a Bangkok bargirl had recommended.

I paid my $250 in Baht and the young denim mini-skirted girl gave me a necklace and some letters to slide on to it. She explained that the letters related to the fetishes I got off on. A for anal, b for bondage, s for scat etc. If letters were black then I was a giver, red for receiver and red and black for both...

I went to the bar, got a beer and sat down to watch.

On the stage was a guy bent over sucking a guy in female clothing while he was being dildo raped by a girl. Another guy was having his arse whipped.

As I was drinking my beer, a girl sat beside me wearing a white singlet and black micro-skirt. She grabbed my hand and shoved it up under her skirt. Her panties were soaking.

I whispered in her ear. "Is that your cunt juice?"

She nodded. "You like?"

I nodded. She led me to a room where there were lots of female clothing and several guys getting dressed.

"I noticed the X on your necklace so thought you might like to dress up."

"Yes."

She got several items and helped me into them, corset with stockings, thong panties and high heels and led me off into another room. I was laid down on a mattress and my wrists and ankles secured to cuffs set into the floor.

I looked around to see several other guys and chicks similarly secured. My girl straddled my face pressing her pantied crotch against my mouth. I shoved my tongue against the soaked gusset, forcing the cotton into her pussy. The smell and taste of her juices made me rock hard as my tongue worked harder and harder to fuck her hole. I was in heaven. In between her sighing sounds she encouraged me to tongue her harder.

"Oh yeah, Baby, give it to me! You want my piss too?"

"Yes." I said in between sucks .She got up peeled her panties off and straddled my face her pussy just above my mouth.

"Open wide!" As soon as I obeyed she let go a stream of her golden wine just fast enough for me to swallow and not drop. I gulped as fast as I could, savouring the smell of the salty liquid of her personal juice. My cock was throbbing, but in my secured position there was nothing I could do about it. 

When she had emptied her bladder she picked up the discarded panties and shoved them inside her wet pussy until just a small piece protruded. Then she withdrew them, rolled them into a ball and shoved them in my mouth, gagging me. She slipped on her skirt and moved to another part of the room to a guy who was tied naked, upright, arms above his heads and ankles tied to cuffs set into the floor splayed .She grabbed his balls and squeezed them between her hands until he screamed before letting them go. Stepping back she gave them a mighty kick with her right boot. Again he screamed, trying to double over, but his restraints preventing this from happening. 

"You want this to happen to you, honey?" A female voice whispered into my ear, sensually. I noticed her looking at my necklace. "You have a t for torture."

I looked up at her to see her wearing a leather micro-skirt and black leather studded bra. I felt her leather booted leg pushing down on my cock hard, the stiletto heel pressing into my scrotum even harder. My screams of pain were stifled by the gag.

She stopped, pulled down my panties and put a condom over my cock, before repeating, but this time even harder. It was excruciating as she now placed more of her weight down, the stiletto heel digging further into my ball sac. The pain soon turned to pleasure, my cock throbbing until I lost control and shot my load. She must have sensed my orgasm because she stopped. Smiling, pulling my panties down she used her sole to milk me more. Stooping down she removed the condom carefully and tipped the contents into a specimen jar she had in her pocket, already half full of cum.

She untied me and removed the panties

"You want to come to the bukkake show?" She asked. I nodded.

On the stage a girl, lying naked on a low table, was surrounded by 30 or so guys with their cocks hanging out. My girl made room for me and she and some of the other club girls came in front with their specimen jars and poured the contents into 2 large beakers until they were practically full. One of the beakers was given to the girl who slowly drank from it. This was the catalyst for the guys to start masturbating and even though I had just cum I joined in. As the guys were about to ejaculate they moved forward so that they could cum over her body, choosing the part of her body they wanted to unload onto.

To my surprise I managed to spurt onto her breasts.

When we had all finished one of the girls poured the other beaker over her face, tits and pussy until her body was glistening with sperm. A couple of guys knelt beside her and started to lick the cum off her. Others followed until about a quarter of them were doing it. One was even fisting her pussy as well.

I decided to go exploring. And entered the first room I came to. What I saw made my cock immediately rock hard again. A guy lying face up, naked with a girl crouching over his face, her anus inches from his mouth, as she shitted straight into it. Half a dozen guys were standing around watching. She moved down to his chest and forced out another log, a small one, to land on it.

She put on a pair of latex gloves and proceeded to smear the shit over his mouth, down his chest and over his genitals masturbating him until he came into the gloved hand.

She passed her gloved hand around and most of the guys licked from it.

In another area a girl was lying face up on a rubber sheet with a queue of guys taking their turn to piss and shit over her. I needed to go too so joined the queue, well there wasn't really one. I removed my panties, found a space and pointed my cock at her mouth and emptied it onto it, some of which she swallowed and then I turned around and squatted over her breasts, forcing out some shit to cover it before sitting on her face so she could lick my hole clean. 

The other guys had gone and the sight of her shit and piss covered body really aroused me. I removed my corset and stockings and lay down on top of her to give her a body slide. She smiled at me, rolled me over so she was on top and slid her body up and down, smearing all the lovely waste onto my flesh, several times, before she must have sensed how rock hard I was and positioned herself so that my cock was soon inside her pussy. I just lay back and let her do the work. It didn't take long before I shot my load inside her. 

She got up and led me to the showers where we showered off all the lovely waste. She found a towel and dried me off. Then I dried her off before we went our separate ways.

I continued my exploration and went upstairs into the first room I came to. It was a dungeon with several guys in various positions naked and 6 Mistresses in black leather dominating them.

One guy was tied spread-eagled to the floor with a ball separator between his testicles. A mistress was alternately kicking each ball and also whipping them with a long thin cane. Another was kneeling over a stool and having his arse whipped while he was being forced by another mistress to suck the cock of the one she was whipping.

"Over here, slut!" One of the mistresses wearing a leather corset, stockings and high heels ordered me.

I obeyed and she grabbed my hand and guided me to rings hanging down from the ceiling, securing both my wrists to them and also my ankles to rings set into the floor.

She ran her whip down my body from behind at first sensually then short, quick lashes. Before coming around the front she quickly clamped some weights to my nipples and placed a cock harness and ball separator separating my testicles. I was quite flaccid.


Next she put over my penis a leather sheath, tying it loosely.

"Let's see how much self-control you have. There are tiny needles inside the sheath." She told me with a smile. "So don't have any sexy thoughts!"

I watched her reverse the whip and shove the handle into her pussy fucking herself with it. I tried closing my eyes, but to no avail as the erotic sight of her fucking herself started to make me harden. I could feel the needles bite into my foreskin and I screamed. She stopped and turned her attention to one of the other slaves allowing him to lick the handle clean.

"What do you say, slave?" She shouted.

"Thank you, Mistress for the reward of your lovely juices."

She turned back to me, pulling on the weights to make me scream more, but at least it made me become a little limper so the needles didn't dig in. It was only short-lived because she repeated her self-fucking only harder this time and making tiny whimpers of pleasure.

"I bet you'd like to fuck me, slave, wouldn't you? I am so wet. Or maybe you'd like to lick my dripping cunt?"

I lost it. I became rock hard and screamed in agony. She laughed.

"Would you like me to masturbate you?"

"Yes please." When she started to wrap her hand over the sheath. I realized how she was going to do it and I begged her to stop as I had changed my mind.

"Probably the right decision else you won't be able to fuck any chicks for a week."

She untied me and after dressing I left the club knowing I would return in a couple of days. 

The Fetish Club



I just moved into town, and want to check out a new fetish club. I have read about them in magazines.

I get there, and there is a bouncer at the door. I show him my identification, and proceed to walk down the stairs. The club is dark inside, and very smoky. It is very crowded. There are men and women milling about. Some people have leather outfits on. Others are wearing leather and studs. Most are dressed in normal attire, like myself. 

There are people that have masks covering their eyes. It is like no place I have ever been before. I think to myself, "This is definitely a place where dark and deep fantasies can be made." I find it rather exotic and exciting.

The dance floor is very crowded. There are cages suspended in the air, and women and men are dancing in them. A few of them are dressed, and others are naked. The club is very large. I notice that, near the bathrooms, there is a long hallway. There are many rooms with closed doors. The hallway has many twists and turns. There are pictures hung on the walls of Masters and Dominatrix's, that are available to hire. I look at them, and am excited. Some of them are pretty well known. I am thinking how cool it would be, to someday have my picture on the wall as a "Dominatrix."

I go to the bar, and get a drink. I am looking everywhere for somebody to talk to. I notice a very handsome man sitting by himself. I get up and walk over to you and introduce myself as Mysteria. You then tell your name is Edward. We start to talk. I ask you, if you have been here before? You tell me you are new in town. I laugh and say, I also have just moved here.

We order drinks and start to talk. We seem to be getting along. I ask you, if you are interested in bondage. You tell me you have never done it, but you are very interested in it. I ask you if you would like to come home with me, and I will take you on a trip to pleasure, with a little bit of pain. You say you do and we leave.

We leave the club, and you follow me to my house. Once inside I offer you a drink, and tell you to wait for me in the family room. I excuse myself, and go into my room to prepare for our bondage adventure. I change into the proper attire. I put on my leather bustier, which is very tight, and it is corset like. I put on my black lacy thong, and then attach my black stockings to my garter belt. I get out my tantric pleasure whip, and my top crop.

I put on my black leather gloves, and my black fuck me five inch heels. I admire myself in the mirror, as I look pretty fine for our bondage adventure. I grab the restraints and go into the bedroom and leave my accessories there.

I then meet you back in the family room. I approach you and tell you that from now on I am to be referred as "Mistress Mysteria." You are not to speak to me unless I give permission for you to talk.

You look me over, and agree to my terms. I then ask you to follow me into my bedroom. Once inside, I tell you to take your clothes off, and lay down on my bed. You seem a little nervous, but you take your clothes off, and do exactly what I say.

I then stand near the bed, and ask you if you are ready to start our bondage adventure?

You then say that you are ready.

I then shout and say, "What did you say?" and I take my top crop and hit you with it on your buttocks.

You then say, "Yes Mistress Mysteria I am ready."

I then say, "Good.

I go to my vanity, and I get out the restraints, and I restrain your arms and legs to my bedposts. I tell you we will start to play. I take out my tantric whip and my top crop and hold them at my sides.

I sit on top of you, and start to tease you. I kiss you very lightly, and then I stick my tongue down your throat. I suddenly stop.

I say, "Slave, do you want me to kiss you some more?"

You say yes.

I say "Yes," and I take my whip, and give you a lashing.

You quickly say yes. "Mistress Mysteria, please kiss me."

I continue to kiss you. My tongue is exploring your mouth. I then start to kiss your nipples, and I continue licking down to your cock.

I then say, "Slave, why is your cock growing? I haven't given you permission to get hard yet."

You really don't say anything. I then take my whip, and give you another lashing. You flinch, but it really does not hurt much.

You then say, "Mistress Mysteria, may I get hard?"

I then say you can.

Your cock is growing now. I put your cock into my mouth, and then I stop. And you wriggle on the bed.

"Mistress Mysteria can you please continue to suck me?"

I say, "Okay Slave, I will but what will you do for me?"

You don't answer, and I take my top crop and give you a slap.

You still don't answer me.

"Slave I asked you, what you will do for me? Would you like to lick my cunt?"

"Mistress Mysteria may I lick your cunt?"

I say you can, and I sit on your face.

I grind my pussy on your face. You are sucking my clitoris and your tongue is licking the folds of my wet bald pussy. Your tongue is darting in and out of my wet hot slit. I sit up a bit getting off your face and say.....

"Slave do you still want to eat my cunt?"

"Mistress Mysteria, may I eat your cunt?"

I say you can.

I lower my pussy back onto your face and continue to grind it. Your mouth is sucking my clitoris, which is very swollen now. Your tongue is licking short licks, and then long licks all around my pussy.

"Slave, do you want more?"

You answer, "Yes."

I shout "What did you say?" I take my feather toy and start to play on your cock with it and tease you like this.

"Mistress Mysteria, may I please, eat your pussy?"

I sit on your face and continue to grind my pussy along your mouth. My cunt juices are flowing, as you are lapping it all of up. I lean down and start sucking your cock. I am playing with your warm and fleshy balls, licking them and sucking them. You are squirming in the bed as you are restrained. I stop sucking you and play with my feather teaser, and it is making your cock twitch.

"Slave, do you want me to suck you or play with my feather?"

"Mistress Mysteria will you please suck me?"

"Yes, slave I will."

I am licking and sucking your balls, your pre cum is oozing down your shaft as your balls are heavy and filling with cum. I go into my vanity to get a blindfold, and blindfold you. You cannot see anything, and it just makes the experience more exciting. I glide your cock inch by inch down my throat. I am taking you deeper, and deeper. I am making all those wet sucking noises as I blow you.

"Slave, do you want me to suck you or shall I fuck you?"

You scream you want me to suck you.

I then shout "What did you say?"

I then take my tantric whip, and hit you on your side.

"Mistress Mysteria, please suck my cock?"

"Okay, slave, I will suck your cock."

I put my lips back on your cock, and I slowly mouth fuck you some more. Your cock is so hard and so tasty. I am working your cock deeper and deeper down my throat. Your cock is twitching ,and I know you don't have much more time to go.

"Okay Slave, I am going to fuck you now. I am taking the restraints off . We are going to fuck doggie style. I will guide your cock into my wet pussy, and you are going to thrust deep and hard. I want to feel your cock fucking me. I want you to slap my ass and tell Mistress how much you like to fuck me. You can pull my hair as we are fucking."

"If you don't follow my rules, I will punish you."

"Mistress Mysteria, I will do as you say."

I then take of my clothes, and guide your cock into my dripping pussy. You are thrusting deep, and fast. You are pulling my hair, and slapping my buttocks.

"Mistress Mysteria, I love to fuck you, you are a naughty mistress."

I am moaning, as the thrusts are deep and hard. You are taking your cock all the way out, and then jamming it back into my wet bald pussy. You are slapping my ass, and pulling my hair. I am grunting as you fuck me. Your balls are slapping across my ass. You slip your finger into my ass, as we are fucking. It feels so good. I tell you that I want to cum, and that I want you to cum too. You are pounding my pussy, and we both climax together. Your hot semen fills my pussy.

You pull out, and I turn around, and we share a deep, and passionate kiss.

"Slave, you have been such a good fucking toy, I have had so much fun, playing with you."

"Have you enjoyed yourself?"

"Mistress Mysteria, I have had a wonderful time."

I think I really enjoy this type of play. "As you say, a little pain can be quite exciting."

You get dressed, your skin is on the pink side, as I have whipped you many times. It is just a reminder of your bondage experience with Mistress Mysteria.

"Edward, I recently got a job at the Fetish Club. I am their new "Dominatrix." If you would like to see me again, please make an appointment." 

You tell me that you will definitely be doing that. We kiss, and you leave.



The Fetish Club Ch. 01



"So, what's your story?" The redhead in the corner asked me. She was holding the leash to her scantily clad boyfriend, drumming her fingers on his shoulder.

"excuse me?" I asked, I hadn't really been paying attention.

"What's your story? Why are you at Fetish Club? Tell us everything, every detail. You can't tell us anything that will freak us out." She smiled at me, winked, and then laughed a delicate, tinkling laugh.

I looked at my boyfriend, and he squeezed my hand, smiling in encouragement.

"Well, it started about two months ago...." I began.

Rose and William

~Goddamn do I need to get laid!~ I thought to myself. I was sitting at a downtown bar moping into my gin and tonic because the guy I had been dating for the last two weeks had dumped me. It wasn't that I was heartbroken or anything, he was simply the only guy I had been able to go on more than two dates with in the last six months or so. It wasn't that I was unattractive, quite the opposite in fact. I was short, just over five feet tall, and slender yet curvy in all the right places, and I was a natural blonde to boot. My problem was that I couldn't keep men around for very long.

Men always think I'm strange because I collect high heeled shoes. Actually, it's not just a collection; it's an obsession. I came from a moderately wealthy family and I work as a lawyer in a corporate office, so I have plenty of money to spare. At least once a week I buy a new pair of shoes, and I rarely wear any pair more than twice. I actually had shelves built into the walls in my apartment to keep my collection of over 250 pairs of heels on display! This has a tendency to freak people out because not only does it make me seem high maintenance, but once I get talking about them it's obvious how much I adore shoes. 

So that was why I was moping. Eric had seemed like the kind of guy who actually handle my obsession, but I had been wrong. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't even notice someone approaching me until he spoke.

"Hey Rose," said a tentative male voice, "I haven't seen you outside of work before."

I looked up at the man sitting next to me at the bar. He was very handsome; tall, with dark hair and brilliant blue eyes. I didn't recognize him at first since he had a five o'clock shadow and wasn't wearing a business suit. His name was William, and he worked in the same law office I did. He sat a few desks away from me and we had never really talked much, and I had never really noticed him. Looking at him now, I couldn't imagine how I missed him.

"Oh hey!" I exclaimed, "I almost didn't recognize you. How have you been?"

"Good, good." He said, responding to my small talk. "I like your shoes, by the way, are they new?" he gave me a slightly cheeky smile as he said this, my crazy shoes were legendary at the office. Today I had a beautiful pair of lipstick red patent leather stiletto pumps. They were extremely shiny and had a perfect arch that made them actually quite comfortable to walk in. They were my current favorites, but my new pair almost always was.

I blushed slightly, embarrassed by my strange obsession that always drove men away. "Yeah," I responded, "I just got them today. I guess you already know that I have a lot of shoes." And then I giggled, feeling suddenly nervous and slightly tipsy.

He gave me a big, genuine smile that made my heart skip a beat. I was glad he couldn't tell what he was doing to it with that gorgeous grin, which would have been really embarrassing. "Oh yeah, I've noticed," he said, becoming bolder, "and I like them. You have excellent taste." He looked down my legs to my shoes with a look of open admiration, and what I could only assume was lust. "Yes, very good taste." He mumbled.

My blush deepened, and he must have noticed because his grin got cheeky. "I'm glad you like them," I said, "most people are a little freaked out by my collection."

He raised an eyebrow at me and asked, "How many do you have, exactly?"

Now my entire face felt like it was on fire from embarrassment, but I answered him anyway. I would rather he reject me now than after I had decided to like him. "Um... I'm not totally sure, but at least 200 pairs. I have them all displayed on shelves in my apartment." I explained.

"Wow!" he exclaimed, his face transforming into a look of shock and, surprisingly, awe. "Could I see them?" He blurted out, and then blushed slightly himself, obviously feeling awkward because of his sudden enthusiasm.

"Of course," I said, my embarrassment suddenly replaced by confidence. Finally, a man who seemed to appreciate shoes! "But let me buy you a drink first. We are at a bar, after all." I figured it was safer to show him while he was under the influence of alcohol, it would soften his shock a bit. The men who I seemed to be able to hold onto were always a little tipsy when they saw my shoes at first for some reason.

About half an hour later we stumbled out of the bar, laughing uproariously, and climbed into a cab. I gave the cabbie the address of my apartment and then continued to joke with Will. We had been telling jokes in the bar when we left, and were continuing to banter about.

"Okay, okay, I got one!" Will said, laughter in his eyes, "what is the difference between a rooster and a blonde?"

"I dunno," I laughed, "what?"

"Well, one says 'cock-a-doodle-doo!' and the other says 'any cock'll do!'" and he started laughing uproariously, the scotch he had imbibed at the bar wafting over to me on his breath.

I swatted at him playfully, but missed by a mile. That got us both laughing even harder, of course, and we were both nearly falling out of our seats in the cab. I was laughing so hard tears were welling up in my eyes and I had to take deep breaths in order to calm down enough to be able to talk. 

"So, a blonde walks into a bar, sits down, and asks the bartender for a drink. A few minutes later another blonde walks in and the first one jumps up and the two of them start bouncing around and yelling, 'two years! Two years!' The bartender looks over at them, but doesn't comment. He serves the second blonde her drink and goes back to work. A third blonde walks in, and the three of them start jumping around and yelling, 'two years! Two years!' before the bartender has a chance to react, a fourth blonde walks and the same thing happens again. The bartender walks over and asks, 'excuse me, but why do you girls keep jumping around and yelling two years?' the blondes look at each other and the first one answers him, 'well, we were doing this puzzle and it said four to six years, but we finished it in two years!'" and then I burst into laughter. He did the same and the two of us were leaning against each other for support.

As we were laughing our eyes locked and suddenly we went quiet. He reached out and pushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear. Our eyes still locked on each other, he started to lean in slowly, the sweet smell of the scotch he had at the bar growing stronger. Right when our lips were about to touch, the cab slammed to a halt and we bumped into each other drunkenly. We burst into laughter again, and I blushed a deep crimson for having rammed into him like that. 

"We're here. That'll be $25.50." the cabbie informed us brusquely.

I started fishing through my purse for my wallet, but William beat me to it. He handed the cab driver what looked like two twenties, and said, "Keep the change."

We stepped out of the cab, still giggling, and walked drunkenly up the steps to my apartment. As I was fumbling with my keys Will lost his balance and tripped, reaching out with both hands to catch himself. One hand landed on the railing and the other landed perfectly on my left breast. I gasped, nearly dropping my keys, as I felt warmth start to pool in my abdomen and a tickling sensation start between my thighs. William quickly straightened up and removed his hand, mumbling "sorry," but I could tell that he wasn't. I gave him a chiding look and unlocked the door. We stepped in and I flicked on the light switch. I kept my eyes on his face to gauge his reaction; I wanted to see if I would need to call the cab back for him. 

His face was actually quite funny, and I probably would have giggled if I hadn't been so nervous of scaring him off. When I first turned on the light he had been laughing, but when he saw the far wall covered in heels of all styles and colors his smile suddenly melted off into a look that resembled horror, but to my relief it was simply what he looked like on his way to slack-jawed awe. His eyes roved my collection, beginning to glitter as he took it all in. 

"Wow," he said quietly, "just... wow. This is amazing!" suddenly his entire face lit up like a little boy in a candy store and he ran over to inspect my shoes more closely. I hadn't realized I'd been holding my breath until then, when I let it out in a loud "whoosh!"

"I'm glad you like them," I said, "the shelves go all around the apartment, except for inside the kitchen and the bathrooms. Would you like to see the rest?"

"Hell yeah!" he exclaimed, not at all able to control his enthusiasm. "This is an amazing collection you have."

"Thank you." I said, a little smug. My shoes have always been my most prized possessions. Suddenly I started to get excited. No one, man or woman, had ever responded to my collection with such enthusiasm. 

I showed Will into my bedroom where I kept my favorites. He looked around the room with an amazed expression. He turned and looked at me and said, "Can I touch them?"

I stopped and looked at him for a second, no one had ever asked me that before. "Uh, sure." I said. "Feel free."

He was so excited about the shoes that he didn't notice my confusion or my hesitation. He went straight to the wall and pulled off a pair of open toed pink platform heels. They were what I liked to call 'stripper shoes', and they were definitely the kind of shoes I would never wear outside the house. They had a 2 inch platform and seven inch heels, and the platform was filled with this pretty sparkly sand. The toe strap was about an inch wide and made of a translucent, glittery, pink plastic material. The ankle band was made of the same, but it wrapped up my calf about four inches before it clasped.

"These. Are. Amazing." He said slowly, punctuating every word. His eyes were glittering with lust, and he had a slight tent in his pants. Shocked, I realized he was getting turned on by my shoes! Though this had never happened before, I found it rather exciting and the tickling and warmth I felt before became much more intense. When I spoke, I was surprised to realize my words were shaky. "I'm glad you like them, all the shoes in this room are my favorites."

"Would you mind modeling them for me?" he asked, his words and his eyes intense.

"Of course I wouldn't mind." I answered, smiling. I walked over to him and gently took the shoes from his hands. I walked into the attached bathroom and closed the door so as to increase his anticipation and arousal. I quickly stepped out of the pumps I had been wearing and slipped into my pink stripper heels, my breath coming in quick, shallow bursts. I had never felt so turned on without even being touched before! Once I had the shoes on I checked myself in the full length mirror on the back of the door. I was wearing a medium length floral print summer dress that accentuated my curves beautifully, and with the platform heels on it looked like my legs went on forever. I turned and grabbed a mint out of a drawer to cover the alcohol on my breath. I breathed in deeply to steady myself, and then stepped out.

William was sitting on my bed expectantly staring at the door to the bathroom. I smiled at him shyly when I stepped out, and I heard his breath hitch in his chest. "You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen." He breathed out softly, standing and approaching me. I could see that he was highly aroused, his erection pressing against the denim of his jeans. Before I had a chance to respond he had reached me and leaned down to kiss me passionately. I was surprised by how tall he was, I hadn't noticed until I was in seven inch heels. Shocked, I didn't respond at first, but I quickly melted in his arms and started moving my lips against his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and twined my hands in his hair, pulling him closer. He gently licked the edges of my lips, inviting me to let him in. I moaned, parting my lips and massaged his tongue with my own, tasting his mouth. He tasted sweet and tangy, like lemonade with just a little sugar. He captured my tongue in his mouth and began sucking and nibbling it, making me groan and rub my sex into his leg. He broke the kiss and before I could protest he turned me and backed me into the bed, and then laid me down on it. 

William followed, kissing me passionately again. Slowly he started kissing down my jaw and to my neck, sending electric tingles throughout my body. He kissed my collarbones and then started moving to my chest, moving the material of my dress down in order to get more skin. I moaned, my body giving into the sensations he was causing, making me tremble. "You taste so good," he murmured into my skin, "I bet your pussy tastes even better." His words caused me to gasp and then whimper in anticipation, rubbing my pussy against his hip. He shifted and I could feel his erection pressing into my thigh; hot and hard. Right then I wanted him more than I had wanted anything in my life, and it actually scared me a little. I never gave into men this quickly. But it had been a while, I reasoned with myself; Eric and I had never slept together. 

William pulled me out of my reverie by moving and kissing my nipples through my dress, causing me to gasp and wriggle. He chuckled sexily and continued to kiss down my body, stopping to press his mouth into my pussy hard through my clothes. "I can smell how hot you are for me," he whispered, "you smell so good!" 

"Oh God, William!" I moaned, "I want you so badly!"

He chuckled again and continued to kiss down my thigh, lifting my dress so he could find more skin. I reached up from his head as it was going too far down for me to follow and placed my hands on my breasts, pinching and teasing my own nipples to increase my sensations. This, mixed with his kisses on my thigh, caused me to arch my back and moan loudly, trying to assuage the tickling, burning desire in my clit.

He continued kissing down my leg until he reached my left foot, and then he slowed his pace, kissing more sensually. He kissed the top of my foot down to my toes, causing me to twitch and gasp in pleasure. I never knew having my foot paid attention to like that could feel so good! He kissed each toe slowly, sensually, before he reached down and kissed the platform of the shoe. He sat back, picking up my foot to look at it. "These shoes look so sexy on you." He murmured huskily, "God, I want you so badly!"  

He put my foot down and picked up the other one, kissing the platform and then each toe. He started up my leg and felt little electric currents travel from his lips up to my clit, each one making me twitch and moan in desire. When he reached the top of my thigh he began to gently kiss my mound through the thin cotton of my underwear, increasing the burning of my desire.

"Will," I whimpered, "please..."

He smiled up at me and then grabbed the sides of my panties and quickly pulled them down over my feet, stopping to caress and admire the shoes as he came back up. "Sit up." he said, and I whimpered in protest but did as he said. He started kissing me with an intense hunger, and then he reached behind me and unzipped my dress. He grabbed the edges of it and pulled it roughly, desperately over my head. He lunged and latched onto my nipple, pushing me back down onto the bed. I moaned in surprise and then in need as he sucked and licked first one nipple and then the other. He moved down my body, stopping to play with my belly button piercing with his tongue. Every sensation just made me want him, need him even more. 

Finally he reached my pussy, but didn't kiss or lick. First he took a deep breath through his nose, his nostrils flaring, and then looked up at me with pure, unadulterated lust in his eyes. "You smell so good..." he groaned, and then licked my shaved lips from bottom to top. "And you taste good..." he breathed before diving in.

My breath caught, and then I moaned so loudly I was sure the neighbors would be able to hear, but I didn't care. His tongue explored between my lips, finding my opening and tasting my arousal. He then moving his tongue up slowly, sensually, finding my clit and making me gasp. He swirled he tongue around it slowly, causing me to wind tighter and tighter on my way to orgasm. I reached down and clutched his hair, begging him to let me come. He moaned onto my clit, the vibrations making me arch my pussy into his lips. Suddenly he sucked my clit into his mouth and rammed his fingers into my opening at the same time. He finger fucked me hard and fast, and used the suction of his mouth as well as his tongue to bring me higher and closer. His tongue was rubbing my clit, winding me tighter and tighter until my hips were off the bed pushing into his face while my hands pushed his face down into my pussy. He started finger fucking me even harder and then used his teeth to gently scrape across my clit, causing me to gasp and thrash my head. I was so close, but he was going just slowly enough to keep my orgasm at bay! "Please..." I whimpered, "Let me come..." 

That was all the encouragement he needed, he sped up the pressure and speed of his tongue on my clit, and I exploded. I started screaming in pleasure, my entire body convulsing in time with Will's fingers and tongue. I could feel my sheath pulsing and hot moisture being spread by his fingers. It was the best orgasm I had ever had; it felt like I had one thousand fireworks going off inside my body, each one its own little spark of pleasure.

When I came down from my orgasm, panting and gasping, William brought his head up, smiling, and wiped his lips on the back of his hand. "You taste even better when you come." He said, lust making his voice husky. I sat up suddenly, taking him by surprise and kissing him passionately. I could taste my musk in his mouth and it made me moan again, increasing my desire for him even more. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off of him, admiring his body. He was thin and lithe, but not skinny. He was well muscled, but not overly so. He was built like a runner or a dancer, and he was even more gorgeous without a shirt. Hungrily, I clawed at his belt and then his button, trying to remove his pants as fast as I could. He scooted back off the bed and stood up, dropping his pants and boxers at the same time, just as desperate as I was to get him out of his clothes. He started back to the bed, but I got up on my knees and stopped him, wanting to be able to see his gorgeous, naked body. I shivered with desire, wanting him more and more the longer I looked at him. I lowered myself down onto my hands so that I was level with his throbbing erection and then slowly licked it from base to tip.

Will inhaled sharply, then groaned out, "yes..." encouraging me to continue. I obliged him, lifting one hand to hold the base of his cock steady while I licked all around the head. I could see a drop of pre-come on the tip of his penis, and I quickly licked it up, groaning at the taste of his arousal. I placed the head of his penis inside my mouth and started moving backward and forward, using my tongue to press on the underside of his shaft. He reached his hand down and tangled his fingers in my hair, tilting his head back and moaning in pleasure. Encouraged, I took his cock deep into my throat, gagging slightly. His hand tightened in my hair and he gasped loudly, and then moaned. I continued to alternate between playing with the head of his cock with my tongue and placing him deep within my throat. 




The Fetish Club Ch. 01



Will moaned and said, "If you keep doing that I won't be able to hold out very long."

I freed my mouth, using my hand to continue to stroke his beautiful cock. "How long would it take you to be able to go again?" I asked, eyeing the pre-come that was leaking from his opening.

"Not long..." he groaned, his eyes closed in pleasure. I smiled at that and placed his cock back in my mouth, tasting the salty liquid that was escaping. I redoubled my efforts, swallowing his dick down my throat eagerly, pulling back to take a breath, and then doing it again. The action was making my eyes water, but his heady groans encouraged me to continue. "Oh god... I'm going to come!" he exclaimed, and I took him as deep in my throat as I could, my lips pressing up against his pubic bone and his balls touching my chin. I let the convulsions of my throat bring him to climax, and it only took about two seconds. He cried out, shoving his hips forward and placing himself even farther down my throat. I could feel him coming, the warm liquid squirting down my throat and his dick convulsing. He pulled out, and I groaned, tasting his salty come. 

"That... was... amazing..." he panted, and then pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "Oh..." he groaned, "I can taste myself on you. That is so sexy!" I felt his erection press into my thigh as he laid me down on the bed. I was amazed, he hadn't softened at all. If anything, he had gotten even harder! I broke the kiss, panting, and rolled over to get to my bedside table. I opened the drawer and pulled out a condom, handing it to him. I tried to roll over again, onto my back, but William put a hand on my back and stopped me. "Stay there." He said, and I could hear the foil on the condom being torn. The sound sparked my arousal even higher due to the anticipation, and I moaned into the comforter.

I felt hands on my thighs as Will spread my legs. I lifted my hips off the bed, using my knees, to allow him easier access. I wanted him so badly, I could even smell my own arousal! He placed his penis at my opening, and then paused. He leaned down and purred into my ear, "Tell me what you want."

Panting, I replied, "I want you to fuck me!"

He chuckled darkly and replied, "Are you sure?"

"Please..." I begged, "Fuck me!" 

He needed no more encouragement. He slammed himself into me and I screamed out my pleasure. He slowly withdrew, and then slammed himself into me again. I could feel each and every hot, sensual inch of his cock as he slid in and out. "Yes!" I moaned. "Oh god..." I could feel my orgasm building again, and that surprised me. I wasn't usually able to orgasm so easily.

He stopped, and I whimpered in protest. "Get up on your knees." He ordered, and I did as he said, going into doggie style. "Now lift your body up and put your arm around my neck." I did this as well, and we now kneeling on the bed, and he was thrusting up into me. He lowered his head and started kissing my neck, thrusting into me slowly and sensually. "Do you want to come again?" he asked, "Do you want to come on my cock?"

"Yes..." I groaned, "oh yes, I want to come!" His slow thrusting was causing me to wind even more tightly, itching for release.

"Then play with yourself while I fuck you." He growled, "I want to feel you come on my dick."

I reached my hand down, finding my clit, and I slowly massaged it in time to his thrusting. He began to speed up, making sure he was fucking me as deeply as he could, and I also began to increase my speed as my need for release become more urgent. He began to fuck me harder and faster than he had so far, still being careful that he was pulling out as far as he could and thrusting in as far as he could with each stroke. I could feel my orgasm getting close, very close, and my sheath gripping Will hard. The spring that had been winding inside of me broke, and I began convulsing as I came, wave after wave of pleasure washing through my entire body. I heard screaming, and realized only after I had come down from my orgasm that it had been me doing it.

I heard Will groan behind me, and remove himself from me. I guessed me must have come while I was having my explosive orgasm, but I was wrong. He threw me onto the bed on my back and picked up both of my legs. He put one leg on each of his shoulders, my feet and heels next to his head. I reached up and grabbed the heels of my shoes, keeping my legs in place and opening myself up to him. "Oh god, that is so hot!" he moaned, and thrust himself into me hard. I cried out in pleasure as his dick penetrated as deep as it could go, causing the sparks of my last orgasm to go off again inside my body, and I came again, suddenly and unexpectedly. "Will!" I screamed, "oh Will, yes!" When he saw that I was coming again he began to thrust hard, fucking me for all that he was worth. He had me screaming in pleasure as I rode the wave of the last orgasm through his deep, powerful strokes. His breathing started to become ragged, uneven and then his body stiffened and he jerked, moaning loudly as he came. 

He collapsed, breathless, on the bed next to me. "That. Was. Amazing." He panted, looking at me through pleasure glazed eyes.

"Mmmhmm." Was all I managed to reply, my brain no longer working due to the euphoric state I was in.

As we snuggled and we both began drifting off to sleep, I realized that I had finally found someone who loved shoes as much as I did, and I really hoped he would stick around. Turning and looking at him, so peaceful in his half-sleep, I realized, with a jolt, that he would. I sighed and laid my head back down, letting sleep and the promise of more nights like this one take me away.

**This is the first erotic story I have ever written, so please leave me comments! Constructive criticism is always welcome.**