Laurel

5

Laurel noticed that Ruby, Melody, Rena, Minnie and Delia were all looking at her as they entered the club. A sharp crack like a whip snapping echoed through the large club. Laurel's mouth dropped into a surprised O shape as she looked around.

The entire club was dimly lit with a strong red and black theme being obvious. Shirtless men manned the bar and walked around the dance floor with drink trays. Laurel's eyes looked up to see a second floor balcony just as another crack passed through the room, this time Laurel could hear the long pleasure filled moan that followed the crack.

"So I think you guys might have forgotten to tell me something about this club?" Laurel asked the group at large, waiting for someone to tell her what was happening.

"It's a BDSM club!" Ruby blurted out.

"It's always more fun to see someone's reaction in person instead of telling them." Melody followed up. "They pulled the same thing on me my first night here." She threw loaded glares at Delia and Rena specifically.

"We thought you seemed like a kindred spirit... but we didn't want to scare you away too quickly." Delia said.

"The shows are upstairs, along with some very enjoyable playrooms you can rent out for the night or longer. Down here is more like a normal dance club... only with a little extra spice in the ai.r" Minnie leaned over to whisper the finer details in Laurel's ear.

"Ok now that we have baptised the new girl by fire. Are we dancing or watching tonight? Figure it out while Minnie and I get the first round." Rena said and her and Minnie promptly turned towards the bar to get the desperately desired refreshments.

Laurel was shocked, but in a very pleasant kind of way. She had always had her own kinks but they were something secret, something she kept hidden. Too scared to face judgment if she let her true self shine bright. All her reservations and fears were firmly thrown out the window now.

Laurel was going to look for the perfect male specimen tonight, she was truly on the hunt now, and her pussy responded by sending little tendrils of arousal through her body. She shivered with anticipation for how the night would end. Hopefully with her screaming in ecstasy. Ideally, repeatedly until she was exhausted and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Laurel was eager to see the show upstairs, Delia noticed her sneaking glances upwards towards the balcony. "I think the new girl is curious to see the more...interesting side of the club ladies, shall we start our night upstairs? The hunting up there is normally better anyways." Delia said with a wink directed at Laurel.

Delia leaned over and whispered in Laurel's ear "I'm pan too, and will normally take whatever I can get, but I'll leave the large men for you tonight." Laurel got a thrilling shiver through her body. It was almost like Delia could read her mind and already knew her darkest thoughts, though Laurel didn't remember ever telling Delia she was specifically pansexual before. Maybe a good guess after slipping up at Ruby's place, she had said she would look for a guy while also indicating a girl would be acceptable.

The girls must have been regulars at the club because Minnie and Rena came back amazingly quickly with a round of whiskeys neat for everyone. Looking back at the bar it looked like some of the people leaning against the bar waiting their turn were a little upset that Rena and Minnie were served before they were. Drinks distributed, everyone made their way to the stairs to head up and catch the end of the current show.

Again Laurel felt everyone's eyes on her as they crested the stairs which opened up to a large open space with a small raised stage in the center of the room. The upstairs showroom was smaller than the main floor, and everyone could look down on the dance floor below from a balcony. A true voyeurs paradise. While it appeared smaller at first, Laurel noticed a hallway towards the back with another bouncer standing watch. That must be where the play rooms are Laurel thought to herself.

Currently on the stage a remarkably petite woman was Domme while a taller, thin man lay bound and splayed on a table in front of her. The woman was small and elf-like, looking to be just under five feet tall, but she radiated confidence and control in her corset top, hot pants and heels. The lace mask obscured her identity a little bit, but since her bright blue eyes and long blonde hair were exposed, anyone who knew her could likely tell who she was under her mask. To Laurel she looked like one of her fantasies come to life. Laurel wasn't overly tall herself standing at about 5 foot 4 before she put on heels, but the thought of having a night with the small dominatrix thrilled her.

Looking away from the small sex goddess in control of the stage Laurel's eyes moved instead to the sub on display on the table. He was bound in sturdy leather wrist and ankle cuffs with a spreader bar between his ankles keeping him in a delicious spread eagle pose. Laurel looked closer and could see a thin sheen of sweat over his skin and some fresh red welts decorated his flat abdomen. From her position in front of his feet Laurel could see the base of a butt plug that was currently firmly seated in his back door and a cockring was laced around his cock and balls tightly keeping his erection large and firm as it stood at full attention up from his body.

Laurel licked her lips as she took in the sight. He was a little small in stature for what she was after tonight, but certainly the right size where it counted most. Too bad he was looking adoringly at his Domme. Laurel knew that look, he was devoted to his mistress and likely wouldn't be as fun for her to play with...maybe they would come as a pair to play? Something to keep in mind for later. For now she was going to enjoy the show.

"Oh fuck, its Hyacinth and William on tonight, I wish we had brought Mark so I could get a quickie in the bathroom after this. My panties are going to be soaked." Ruby said loud enough for Laurel to hear. Beautifully shameless.

Delia slinked over to stand by Laurel and wrapped her arm around Laurel's waist as she leaned into Laurel's ear "They are both switches, both love to be Dominant and submissive with each other. Hyacinth is beautiful when she's playing Domme, always gets me hot and bothered".

Laurel could understand why. Hyacinth was tiny, but perfectly proportioned as a woman. Actually so was Delia, as the other woman pressed her body against Laurel's. In fact Laurel was already starting to feel almost painfully turned on as she watched Hyacinth circle William while holding a leather riding crop. Stalking her prey while she planned her attack.

"Tell me pet have you been a bad boy? I think you broke my command for today." Hyacinth asked William loudly enough for everyone to hear. "Tell your mistress what you did wrong today." Tilting his chin upwards with the end of the crop.

"Yes mistress, I was a very bad boy today." She brought the crop down on his thigh with a sharp crack. "You told me my pleasure was yours today but I jerked myself off in the shower before our show" William wasn't as loud as Hyacinth, but Laurel was close enough to hear him. She felt the snaking feeling of her arousal start to coil in her belly, and pour over her skin.

"Tsk Tsk"each admonishment punctuated by the sharp sound of Hyacinth swinging the crop down on her hand " What a bad bad pet you have been. I wanted to suck you off until you came in my throat tonight for the show. Now I'll have to punish you instead." she turned her face to the crowd, showing an exaggerated frown, as though she was truly disappointed.

Laurel looked at her friends who all seemed to be as equally taken in by the intense show before them. Rena and Minnie looked like they might pull the clothes from each other at any moment, or at the very least slide their hands under each other's clothes. Ruby was looking down at her phone beside Laurel and Laurel could see that she was texting some very naughty plans to Mark for later. Melody was enraptured by the show, her eyes never moving from the stage as she licked her lips hungrily. These were the kind of girls she wished she could have known sooner. Happy, free, wildly sexual women.