A Sub Without A Dom [bdsm club] [stranger] [anonymous] [group] [restraints] [mmmmf] [ffff] [spanking] [squirting]

Transcript

Hey, it's Leigh. Cozy up. It's time for a story.

It had been over a month since Lexi had seen Raj at the cabin. Things went to hell in a handbasket right quick after that beautiful weekend. He pulled away.

He pushed her away. He broke her heart very simply. She went home alone with a newfound lust for being dominated, for being submissive, for the gentleness that comes with an ice cube and some snow, for the rawness that comes with feeling restraints around your wrists and ankles.

She had no one to play with, no one who cared enough to show up and tie her up. After spending loads of time doing research on the sub-dom community over on Reddit, she found that there actually was a really beautifully active community that she could start to call home right there in her own city. She got herself all dressed up one Friday night, cropped leather tank top with a zipper up the chest, paired with some torn denim jeans and combat boots.

She was going for a little bit edgier of a look, a kind of don't fuck with me but also come fuck with me look. She wanted to be seen, but she also wanted to watch. She set off for the undisclosed location.

It was right there in the Reddit thread and she didn't know a single soul who would be there. Keeping it anonymous was exactly what she was looking for. She had spent so much time cultivating this beautiful relationship with Raj and he just left her.

Now she was a sub without a dom. And she wanted more. She took an Uber to the location, popping an edible on her way.

A low dose, just enough to help her be relaxed. She entered the door and they told her that women needed to be topless. She had a feeling that would be the case, hence the zipper.

She unzipped her top and let her breasts fall out. The woman at the door gave her a wink and said, good girl. Lexi smiled and made her way through the closed and locked door.

Walking down a long corridor, she saw people in corners, doors that were open, an invitation to come play. She walked past the first one, which seemed a little too adventurous for her. Chains hanging from the ceiling, restraints of all different kinds that she was unfamiliar with and also slightly scared of.

All of a sudden, she felt a breath on the back of her neck. Someone was right there behind her and told her not to turn around, but keep walking. Then she felt a hand in the small of her back and recognized it as a man's hand.

It was big and slightly rough on her bare skin. She kept walking and then he steered her into a room on the left. The restraints looked a little bit more comfortable.

Silk instead of metal chains, a blindfold, some paddles and floggers. She knew exactly what she was in for and she was so excited. He guided her to the bed and started to tie the restraints around her wrists and her ankles.

Her arms were outstretched and she was on all fours, her ass perked up in the air. She still had her torn jeans on and he was perfectly okay with that because all he did was rip them even more. Starting with the tears on her thighs, you could hear the ripping of denim all the way down the hall.

Curious eyes started peering from the darkness along the edges of the room. All of a sudden people were stepping forward to watch. He grabbed a flogger and spanked her, lightly at first, and she let out a moan.

Asked for more, so he spanked her again a little bit harder. She threw her head back as much as she could, but he just pushed her down. With one hand on the side of her head, pushing her into the bed, the other spanking her with that flogger.

He called out to the audience and asked if anyone else wanted a turn. She was so excited to be watched, to watch, to experience, to submit and give in to all of the pleasure that he was offering her. Anonymously, she did not know his name and he did not know hers.

She hadn't even seen his face. Everyone seemed to be quiet as they moved throughout the space. It amplified the intensity and the adrenaline that was coursing through her vein.

All of a sudden, she felt two pairs of hands sliding down her back, sliding her jeans over the curve of her ass. Only down far enough to expose her skin. And then all of a sudden, the smack of the whip.

She grimaced ever slightly. It hurts, but in a weird way that also made her wet. He seemed to know this and called out for more volunteers from the audience.

He loosened the wrist restraints so she could prop herself up on her hands, truly on all fours. Knees spread and all of a sudden she felt something being tethered just above her knees. She recognized it as a spreader bar.

Something there so that she could not close her legs and could be freely used by anyone who entered. She felt her thong get slid to the side and hands running up and down her pussy. She knew in no time she would be squirting all over the place.

Something she'd been able to unlock up at the cabin. This was not sweet, shy Lexi. This was Lexi the Sub, who knew she had all of the control of the control within one little safe word.

They were at her beck and call. As much as she laid there on hands and knees, she was also allowing them the permission to touch. The control was hers and she could take it away anytime she wanted.

Two fingers slid deep inside her pussy, touching the exact right spot, while she felt another set of hands starting to twist and pull at her nipples. Another hand cupped her chin as a cock slid closer to her mouth. She was being touched and pleased in every which way, and she was so excited about it.

No one spoke a word except for the first voice that she heard. It was like it intensified everything, keeping it anonymous, not seeing faces, not hearing voices. Just there, restrained and spread, to be freely used by anyone.

The fingers in her pussy started working faster and faster. Another hand, or was it a tongue, started flicking against her clit. She arched her back, pushing her ass up into the air, feeling that flogger flick against her skin one more time as she exploded in waves of an orgasm, squirting her pussy juice all over the place.

She heard a gasp from the audience. Someone seemed jealous, but she didn't care. She had a cock in her mouth, fingers in her pussy, a tongue, it was definitely a tongue, on her clit.

And someone else started rubbing her perfectly puckered, tight little asshole. This was going to be a night that Lexi got fucked every which way. She kept sucking that cock until she drained it, swallowing every last drop of cum straight down her throat, only for it to be replaced by another cock, and another, and another.

She hadn't anticipated having this free-use gangbang while she was restrained in this club, but it was exactly what she needed to pound the memory of Raj straight out of her brain. One by one, they lined up behind her and took their turns fucking her, both her pussy, as she exploded everywhere and squirt on each and every one of them. And then her ass, filling her up with cum.

When she had cream pied and it was dripping all down, she felt a different set of hands on her, multiple sets of hands, but this time, they were women. Tongues flicked over her skin. The spreader bar was still there.

She could not get away, and she didn't want to. This was the first time she had ever felt a woman's touch, a woman's kiss, a woman's tongue sliding up and down, licking her clean, straight from her asshole, down her pussy, against her clit, drinking up all of the cum from the men who had fucked her so good. Eventually, they undid the spreader bar, and she laid there in a heap.

She was told that she had an hour to recuperate, and then they would do it all again, only this time, they would move rooms and the women would take charge. Lexi would be invited into the fold and could be in the audience, but would be expected to do her best and make him cum this time, the man who ushered her down the hallway. She didn't want to know names, she didn't want to hear voices, she didn't want to see faces, but she was excited to be in control.

Until next time, thanks for listening.