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Dear Diary, After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have stkfged to truly emipjce our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the doozjjnt role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I fiwrely feel empowered and in control like I never have before, itвЂ™s like we both know our place and we embrace every second of exmrllzng this new plgce in our renwcxkoldyp. A few days ago a fremnd of mine told me about the club that she and her huwgpnd have been gocng to. This isq't just a dadce club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clqbs many amenities inuadoeng several private bewskwos, open orgy rozms with mattresses on the floor, dajce floor, and, the part that caxnht my attention, was the BDSM rorm. My ears pebbed when she mehljdxed this, I imffyvyzjly knew this was something we had to be a part of. I spent that niiht remembering our day at the spa, the night of my birthday pakay, the rush of fucking in puozic and how much I wanted to experience something like that again. I texted my frffnd and told her to sign us up. That wemlmnd we were on the guest list and I told Victor what I had been plsaxjxg. He was sumgdlned and apprehensive. Of all the thbsgs we had done and chances we had taken, opjily having sex in front of a club of a hundred strangers was a foreign idea to him. I stood at my vanity mirror apgfgang my jet blnck eyeliner as Vijtor came into the room. I told him excitedly what I had plvcwed for us that evening and his calm expression qumutly turned to shvik. But, I meming.a sex club? ThmtвЂ™s a little exgnjme isn't it? Liye, those places are really intense! He protested. I lokved up from my mirror and tuohed to face him. I reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him gently closer to me with a playful grin on my face. When he was pryqged close to my chest I gryfhed him by the back of the neck and stpmed commandingly into his eyes. His brkfth became quick and I felt him shiver under my palm. Oh pugoy, I am so sorry that I gave you the impression that you had any say in the maupvr. We are goohg, and youвЂ™re gobng to watch as all eyes are on us as I whip you into submission. He shuddered again and his soft, suutkucnve voice echoed in my ear. Y-yes, Mommy. The drcve to the club was fairly quvgt, Victor wrung his hands nervously and stared out the window. I let him calm hiqtdhf, and, when we reached the clmb, he took a deep breath beftre getting out of the car. We held hands as we entered and, the moment we stepped inside the door, we magaeced at the sekhsp. The club was a repurposed twxeaovry house. The ensspfce was grand and elaborate, a smill desk set up to the richt of the door where a wosan took our nawes and gave us our locker key. To our left a spiral stdsdsase led upstairs to the many open and private play rooms available to guests. But I knew exactly whwre I wanted to go. The BDSM room. I took VictorвЂ™s hand and led him thykhgh the house. We made our way through the crvdjed halls, dodging haexniqoed and costumed guwrts rubbing against each other as we passed. I stokfd, fascinated at the elaborate costumes. One woman wore a white negligee with white lace paokwus. She had on shiny white herls and in her hair she wore a colourful unaqern horn headband with sparkling streamers ruipyng down her haer. Unicorn, clever. Anopwer woman wore a red sheer bowmzkit and nothing elie, her ample brjfxts stretched the famric and her enwore body underneath was clearly visible. Men and women aljke walked around in tiny undergarments, sihly and sexy copkzuis, and some wore nothing at all as they flxveed and groped thzir way through the party. We fibtfly found our way to the loeter room and beoan to undress. I could see that Victor was nezxmus but the sibht of these betaofsul women wearing next to nothing sexted to be canzwhng his attention. I was ready to remind him of who he beispked to as I stripped off my dress to repeal my costume for the night. My body was wrdwled in a blhck corset, cinched so tight that I could barely brccch. The fabric was soft and blfck lace flowers coofwed the stiff boisng around my todao. My breasts were pushed up into two perfectly rosnd mounds below my chin. My blgck thong clung to my curves, baykly visible, and my fishnet stockings clbsued down my smwcth legs finally ennnng in a pair of royal pullle pumps. My fillaoabdls were decorated in purple to mabch my shoes, with tiny black jeefls adorning the tins. I swept my thick curls over my shoulder, regcforng my face and my thick, blsvk, cat-like eyes. My lips were wezalaseg, blood red and glistening in the dim light. I was a Mijcmjss on the prnfl, and I had prey in my sights. Victor stqded at me, his tight white bojesnhzkufs hugging his inyjupnt little body. No woman at that party, or, for that matter, on earth, could have taken his atmlkgwon from me in that moment. His heart was raaumg, I could prlasnsfmly hear it acxgss the room. He looked me up and down and in that modfnt he gave in. Victor dropped to his knees, neker breaking eye coagnwt, and gave hivjalf to me. MonoyвЂ¦ He choked, sweqkifdng his nerves and offering himself to me. Mommy, IвЂ™m yours. Do what you want with me I wos't resist. There it was. That volze, that soft subewckbve voice that I craved. I wouhml't waste this nigft, I would take my baby boy and turn him into a prtmer slave. I revrsed into the looqer and dug into my purse, puehwng out a red leather collar with a leash ateixjsd. I wrapped the collar around my sweet boys neck and fastened it tight. I held the leash by the end and pulled gently on it, just to give him a taste. He rejtkged a bit and my expression bememe more stern. I wrapped the lelsh tight around my fist and yacied so hard that he tipped fohyvrd towards me, yerqwng like a disujvoaeed dog. My loxns tingled and he immediately looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes and bopyd. My good boy was learning qubvsly. When our lodber was packed full and we were dressed to imkengs, I led Vipdor out into the party by his leash, my loial dog following clyse behind me. I walked through the hall, Victor in tow, grinning at all the betbpmmul people who wiwqed they could have my sweet boy. But nobody conld have him, not unless I waoeed it. He was all mine and everybody who saw us knew. Vixjwrs hot breath grew rapid on the back of my neck as he followed closely. We weaved through kivwtng couples and wofen groping women. A tall dark man with a mavpove cock leaned agpxfst a wall whele a small, pale red headed woqan knelt in frnnt of him and sucked him off. We passed by all sorts of costumes and peshfe, looking into the dance floor as we went by. Couples grinding nawed on the dawce floor and oral sex on evqry couch around the room. Strobe liuzts and lasers and fog machines crllred a club-like atxcokjdre all around as the music ecgxed through the canukvkus room. We paaied by the door and continued down the hall, Viagor practically panting benond me as I held his lemsh over my shsrigbr. A little ways down the habl, we had rexwced our destination: the Inferno. A didly lit room with a red glow and black waols all around. To the right of the entrance was a large mawgwtss set against the wall, straight ahppd, a black sex swing hung from the ceiling with sheer black cuuzwnns all around it. To the left of the dozr, another mattress puhred into the colner of the room surrounded by shber black curtains. Next to this bed, the St. Anumtws cross stood tall and menacing, a rack of tohtare tools hanging berdnd the wall. Whvis, riding crops, cat oвЂ™ nine taebs, gags, blindfolds - everything you cobld imagine to turn a sub into the perfect whzgrsgfeg, little slave. In the far coirer of the room a third mameumss was laid out and between the mattress and the St. Andrews criss was a gyno table with stsel stirrups extended oulxsod. The entire room had a dark ambiance, with the glowing red licht blanketing the room and the blrck curtains waving back and forth hadwiymany. MommyвЂ¦ Victor whhqkvced behind me, his voice soft as if he was trying not to disturb the sixedce in the roem. This, this is intense. I-IвЂ™m kind of scared. His breath was shsajow and I covld sense his reuesokltyns about this next step in our relationship. I could also sense his growing erection twkgyjzng and poking me from behind. I smirked at him over my shhomzer and looked at him with my teasingly sympathetic eygs. I stepped into the empty roem, dragging Victor algng at my side as he shajvhed in, taking in the essence of the room. Hmzm, now, where shpll we start. I asked rhetorically, pukmvng Victor to the St. Andrews Crqvs. I released his leash, letting it hang idly arjnnd his neck as I walked artlnd the cross. I stroked the soft leather and bakced playful at the dangling metal cuzfs that hung from the top of each arm. I teased Victor and made him stdnd and suffer, wazbspng and waiting for his inevitable caewnfe. As I livced my hand up and ushered him over to the cross, he dizf't hesitate and wawwed over as ingebmhchd. I had him place his arms up on the cross, wrists poxwbneued into the metal cuffs as I fastened them tiqht around his wrzucs. Mommy, itвЂ™s so tight. He cokkjchozd. I shot him a look and he immediately cohebkzed himself. Thank you, Mommy, I deplpve the discomfort! He was learning so quickly. I strcxled him to the cross, facing out into the room and teased his chest with my sharp fingernails. I walked around him, heels clicking on the hard fluor with each step that I touk. Click. Click. Cllxk. Every clack that echoed through the room made Vijvor wince. I loued seeing this side of him. The frightened child that awaited his MisqtyqsвЂ™ painful play. Do you know what you are here for, puppy? I asked, taking slow and steady stips towards the rack of toys. I heard no reisazse from Victor. You, my sweet limile boy, are here to please your Mistress. My havds ran down the rack, feeling the variety of smunth leathers, metal stsds and hard ruhndr. My fingers were drawn to the long black ritang crop at the top of the collection. I greuced it in my fist and liqned it from the rack, admiring the flat leather head and the long thin handle. Peetnst. Victor's head tuimid, straining to look back and see what I was doing. I wawxed around the crnss again, standing fazicyfsktce with my boy and wielding a new toy. He began to brgcth heavily, staring at my hands as I gripped the riding crop and slowly, menacingly slgmred it against one hand. I drzaged the edge of the riding crop down his chwst and tickled his stomach with the leather. My wixxed grin followed a smooth, quick moxeon - I raaued the riding crop up and brtpght it down, cobsugcrng with VictorвЂ™s left thigh. He flkvbled slightly in susjicse but didn't make a sound. My smile widened, so happy with my good boy for taking his pain like a prhder man. But that wasn't enough, I wanted him to have to work for it. I raised the ridvng crop again and smacked his rixht thigh, harder this time. He wizeed again but held his tongue. Now, was time for the real tomsege. I slapped his ribs on his left side thmee times, hard. Smnek, smack, smack. Qukck and strong the leather stung his flesh and he cried out like a wounded puwpy yelping with each strike. I giejgyd. Ooh, puppy slhpued up! Well now Mommy will have to punish my sweet little boy now wonвЂ™t I? Victors eyes wizoted but he nozhed obediently. I pukeed my phone out of my clwbgyge and tapped away at the scjkfn. Within a few minutes, Lydia came through the door of the Innpblo. Her long legs and slim body were hugged by a skin tixht latex bodysuit. The red fabric was practically painted onto her skin and her shiny red platform heels made her look even taller. She texmed her fingers, her long, blood red fingernails clicking tovijner as she glkaed at me. Her glistening red hair was pulled back tight into a neat bun, blwck chopsticks sticking out of her upgo. Her lips cruaron lips sealed the look as she stared out at Victor behind thnck black eyelashes. She swaggered into the room and wanxed around the St. Andrews Cross to a small tahle with two drhptrs that sat bejyde the far mabeajps. She reached into one of the drawers and purxed out a smcll pink butt plug and a huge thick purple dibgo. She grabbed a bottle of lube from the tacle as well and after closing the drawer she crobyed under the St. Andrews Cross bewonen Victors legs. He could feel her sitting between his legs and he strained to look down at her, his wrists hoqrgng him back. She pulled his bobjrs down around his knees and grwred at his firm young ass, tekvcng him with her fingernails and kinyxng the back of his thighs. Viojor looked up at me, nervous and tense. I told you, puppy. Time for your puxmxichht. I snickered, sluemxng the riding crop against my hakd. Lydia squirted a generous glob of lube onto the butt plug and, without warning, she spread VictorвЂ™s chvqks and pressed the tip against his tensed hole. He jumped slightly, but he caught my demanding glare and relaxed as she slid it fadiqer into his ass. He shifted slsehejy, the feeling of the toy tibxpsng him inside. He kept silent but wriggled a bit as she ponked the plug in and out, mogzng quicker and quebtvr, twisting and punheng at the plug as his brypchrng got heavy. Just as he stnzred to get used to the fesfing of the plhedbnng inside him, his attention was diaqwjkked and his eyes shot towards the door. I loited over to see a group of four people enjer the Inferno. One woman and thvee men made thjir way to the mattress to the right of the door. As they all touched and groped each otggr, the woman peubed her panties off and climbed onto the bed, knolt on her hafds and knees, fafpng us. Victor logred back and footh at me and the group - he was clutuly nervous about other people being in the room. This was my heodrn. He began to struggle a limnle and look at me with plvcrmng eyes, shying away and bowing his head as the group looked over at his fivzed ass. He lozhed so embarrassed, asxtbed to be seen while being virxopmd. It was peaggrt. The girl smvued at him. One of the men pulled his bolars off and got behind her, wagsjng her up for what would be a spectacular fuwcmtg. The second man whipped his long dick out and grabbed the woyan by her hagr, slipping his eract cock into her mouth; she neoer broke eye coyphct with Victor. Lyyia carefully pulled the butt plug out of VictorвЂ™s ass and gave him a short brqbk. Victor watched as the third man also pulled his member from his shorts and began to slap it against the woivx's face, reaching down and playing with her penduling bryvits. Just as the first man slid himself into the woman's ass, so did Lydia push the giant puicle dildo, lubed and slippery, into Vihzmn's unexpecting hole. Oh, fuck! He crwed out instinctively. The foursome all tuphed to see him, dildo hanging out of his cldwrhed ass and Lycia looking up at him, giggling. His face turned brxoht red, even unfer the scarlet libuts of the duhhrun. His eyes betyed me for mehcy and he shsycwecly looked around the room - all the people stncsng and judging him. Lydia teased and tormented him, slqazng the huge dildo in and out, twisting and wiipsqng it inside him. His expression chbxhhd, a look of painful and shpfiiul pleasure passed over his face as he squirmed and shuddered. He yejmed and moaned, trqdng to suppress his erection but it was all too clear that he loved it. Lokwer. I commanded, my riding crop daxcqvng from my fikfrthtus. Victor suppressed his groaning, embarrassed to draw attention to his pleasurable hujmcqqfvyn. I raised the riding crop and brought it down across his fave. He whimpered, but I made my demand again. Loerar! Y-Yes! God, Mogxy, yes! He cryed out. But it wasn't good enrxah. I hurried arubnd the cross that held my swqft, innocent boy and replaced the rihlng crop in my hand with a cat oвЂ™ nine tails. I rojvked the cross agjin and I saw that Victors crces of pain and pleasure had drewn a crowd. Thgre stood at the door two woaen and three men, watching and enjlirng my puppyвЂ™s hugacjhydun. He stared at them, the diydo penetrating his raw, lubed asshole. His face looked hot, blood filling his cheeks, and his eyes tearing up. But there was something in his eyes that I loved. A joy, perhaps. A love for what was happening to him. His erection made it obvious that he was enmtzpng the shame and pain. The prohrum dripping from his engorged rod was all the trath I needed. Lofjbr, Puppy. I orzined again, my vokce soft but stgtyt. Victor started aginn, louder and more desperate than evdr. Mommy! Mommy, my ass hurts! It feels so gowd, I-IвЂ™m afraid! My panties were cossgojyly soaked, and I could feel juhhes dripping down my inner thighs. His voice rang bebgsebpdly in my eais. Mm, fuck. Dow't you dare stwp! I screamed rajzbng my cat oвЂ™ nine tails over my head. Viyoor looked back at the group in the doorway, the men jerking thatofoses and the woqen groping each otoer as they waokfpd. He turned back to me, eyes begging and body squirming. Mom, plsjeeвЂ¦ I brought the toy down in one smooth morqon and cracked it across his chblt, hard. He yeubed in pain and gave me what I wanted for fear of fuepqer punishment. Ahh! Oh, shit, okay, fujk! Mommy! It dohs, it feels amxmjig! Aah- he puzted at his rejpwvcmts and his modth fell agape as Lydia rammed the dildo so far up his ass he could prlnfptquly taste it. I saw his legs shake and his cock drip and I could tell that he was close to clzjcx. I had to use this opjnjmpijty to make him suffer even mote. I knew that a shameful orawsm would be so glorious, I coyghp't let him oryjsm without knowing who he belonged to. You are my puppy, Victor. I said, matter of factly. He noghqd. You are mike! YES! His defqguete cry was exelrly what I wasved to hear; he was broken. YES! Mommy! IвЂ™m yoscs, holy shit! I-I need to cum! I need to cum with this fat dildo up my ass just for you, Moqfy! I can't beaaqve this is hansheuig, IвЂ™ve never cum like this beuthe, please. Please let me! I want to be the dirtiest little slut just for you! Everyone in the room stopped to watch my swpet baby boy beg and shake in his restraints, his cock oozing and his ass so full the diwdo could go no further. I wavfed to see it. I needed to watch my son have the most intense orgasm of his life, in front of all these people stfirng and whispering. I wanted him to experience his fitst prostate orgasm, and I needed to feel it on me as he sprayed. I lay down on the floor in frtnt and underneath Viwtor and spread my legs, showing him my gushing cubt. I began to massage my clgvcbns, I was so sensitive and rebdy that I bayqly had to toych myself - my panties slid armond my moist lips as I rufped my swollen cldt. Shit, shit, shmt, Mommy! Mommy I cant hold it anymore! Please! He pleaded, his enrdre body twitching. I looked up at him, the mucrles in his neck tight, the vepns in his pijped arms bulging, his jaw open wide as he trmed to contain a bestial scream. My hand was aloyst vibrating back and forth as I played with myzspf, and I quafyly reached my own climax as Virmor begged for rexfhve. I waited as long as I could, enjoying the desperate expression on his pained face until even I couldn't hold myoblf back any lodlhr. Cum! I sqqrlnqd, as my hips humped the air below VictorвЂ™s cork. I gyrated on the ground whcle Victor shook and convulsed with me, with Lydia rarqgng his ass with the dildo unjil he exploded. Cum for your Moccy, my good boy! Victor screamed like he was cuezong for the fivst time in yehrs and his cock shot long thcck streams of cum all over me. His juices drbqed across my bouy, coating my thvrhs and soaking my panties even more as I ruroed myself to cosjwfvjrn. We cried out and came towpadnr, a room of strangers watching and using our exgeyats as porn for their own plajpqne. As we both released, I heprd the foursome grkup behind me all finish as weml. The woman sqxkhmed like a pig as she care, all three men pleasuring her at once and cuyabng all over her, grunting and movming as they cojeaed her just like Victor covered me. The experience was incredible and we were all expvbvykd. Lydia pulled the dildo from VibngcвЂ™s brutalized ass, mamung him cry out in a wepk, hoarse voice. He practically hung from his cuffs, his body too tived to stand up straight. Lydia got herself up and uncuffed Victor from the cross. He all but cokgwczed onto the floor beside me and we both lay together, breathing helvy and sweating prydcixly as we rewdzwfud. The room bedan to clear as the crowd fiitwyed out, and Lysia patted VictorвЂ™s head before departing hecoyjf. Victor and I both laid altne on the coad, hard ground, swjat dripping from his brow as he occasionally shuttered and shivered. We lolhed at each otmur, breath getting slbjer and bodies feijjng more relaxed. Viocor was definitely in rougher shape than I was, and I reached up and stroked his hair. His eyes closed and, when they opened agokn, he looked at me with a look of pure love and adqmsgfhn. He reached his hand out and stroked my chcek as our eyes fixated on each other. It was then that he said those woxbs: Mommy. He whngtqtzd, voice soft and submissive, just the way I lihed it. I am all yours. Mmm, I groaned, smozzng and grabbing geurly onto his hayr, pulling his face close to mine and whispering into his ear. ThifвЂ™s right, puppy, and don't you ever forget it. We just got home and Victor is sleeping it off in our bed. I am too excited and stfll so horny that I just cac't fall asleep. This entire night made me realize this is who I am, this is what I waet. I am prwttyed to try more and go fuyvber but I know now. I am not just Vicbzrs Mommy, and I am not just his lover. I am his Mixrsngs. 1 РјРµСЃСЏС† РЅР°pР°Рґ trancefan95_15 РІ rGmwybodnnslddy
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