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🕑 Added 2023-04-02 17:29:25 +0000 UTC Random Photo w/Story: Here's the story: After he fucked me, I told him I'd always wanted to be put on display in a sex club for use by the patrons. He asked if I'd ever been to a BDSM club. At the time, I had not but was incredibly curious. He told me "This is your lucky night." He put a harness, armband, and a mask on me, then I overdressed and we got in his car. He took me to what seemed like a deserted parking lot and industrial building. When we got there, he stripped off my clothes, left the gear on, walked me to the entrance, paid the fees in the dark lobby, and we entered. A whole new world. There was a guy getting flogged on what I learned was called a Roman Cross. He was fully naked and his back and ass had deep red marks on them as the dom continued to flog him, much to the unrestrained yelps of pain/pleasure by the sub. As I watched, I began to get hard and my guy began stroking my cock and we continued our way in as my erection led us forward. In each of the rooms we walked by, something exciting was happening. There was a medical themed room and I watched a naked guy getting probed by three guys in scrubs, each taking their turns giving him a prostate exam while stroking his cock. One was lowering his scrub pants and moving toward the guy's hole, but my guy pulled me away before I got to see the penetration. I'm rock hard, wondering...what does he have in store for me? He brought me into a room that had a red bench in it and he told me this was my place for the night. I took my position--I was facing the back wall of the room while my naked ass was pointed towards the doorway. He told me to arch my back and feature my bum, to make it as available as possible. He said no matter what to keep facing forward, to not look back at all, and to take whatever anyone had to give. I began humping the bench because my cock was so hard, it needed some kind of stimulation as I waited. I looked around the room, and on one of the walls there hung some floggers, a whip, some rope, and various other gear that I couldn't tell you what they were (at least back then.) And suddenly, I sensed that he was no longer there. I was alone. Waiting. Not for long. I felt a hand on my bare ass and then a slap...hard. A stinging pain and then a moment of pleasure. Again. I had never been spanked as an adult and I couldn't imagine I would ever want to...childhood trauma. But no. This felt amazing. Suddenly, I could sense another pair of hands back there and it was a slew of strikes, one after the other and I couldn't do anything but yelp as I had seen the first guy do, and as the hits got progressively harder, my ass became numb and immune to pain and there was nothing but the pleasure of being controlled. And then I felt a finger in my hole. Gently at first, feeling around my insides. Joined by another finger and another. I was so tight that it took some moments to get used to them, but as he put another in me...that made four...I relished the massaging that my chute was getting and it made me hungry for more. Meanwhile, out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone grab a cat o'nine tails off the wall, and suddenly, THWAP! I felt this intense pain/pleasure on my back, and he continued to strike me with it, getting progressively harder, and I fucking loved every second, especially when I realized that there were more than the two guys there. I couldn''t be sure, but I was told later that there were ten guys crammed into that room, watching me get worked over. I felt hands and gear slapping me all over my ass, fingers inserted inside me, in and out, in and out. Then suddenly...nothing. Nothing, that is, until I felt greased up rubber pushing against my hole, and though I panicked for a second, I realized they had opened my ass well enough with their barrage of fingering that the dildo slipped right in. Fuck, it was thick and really long, but it entered me with little resistance because I wanted it. And I wanted it in front of all these guys that I hoped were jacking their cocks as I could feel them taking turns fucking me with the toy, and all the while, I couldn't see what was happening, but it felt so good. I could feel my tits being roughly tweaked, fingers finding their way in my mouth for me to suck, and this continuous onslaught and penetration of my hole. Out came the dildo, and suddenly, I had a cock in my ass, and I was getting fucked by some guy I couldn't see, and then he pulled out, as I felt another take its place, and over and over and all I was was a hole and I loved it, and I took in all the groans of pleasure they were emitting, a steady din of sexual pleasure sounds. And when I felt the last cock pull out of my ass, suddenly I heard a rise in that din and I felt a torrent of wetness hit me all over...on my back, on my ass, all over my legs and arms. Ten guys jizzing all over me at the same time as if it was planned (which I found out my guy actually HAD planned it, giving succinct instruction to not come until the very end and to shoot it on me not in me). He came up to me and ordered me to get on my back, and as I painfully reversed myself, dripping spooge all over, making it difficult to get stable on my back with all that cream making me slip and slide, he raised my legs, inserted his cock, and slammed me hard, so intensely that it made me cum without even touching my impossibly hard cock that was crying for release just as he pulled out and his load joined mine in the air and then splattered all over my tits. The guys who still gathered to watch gave us a hearty round of applause, but I could barely hear it because every sense was overloaded and my body felt like a limp noodle. He helped me up and walked me to the bathroom to clean up. As he rinsed me down, he asked what I thought of it. Had he gone too far? Had they gone too far? I turned to the mirror and saw the red stripes all over my back and ass, I felt the aftermath of the welcome abuse. I felt my hole pulsing, still stretched. I turned back to him and kissed him, thanking him for making a fantasy come true. Every moment bliss. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
