His casual shirt was probably a little better than most, and he asked for a Corona with lime, half expecting to get a slice of lemon or nothing at all. Cletus had been to Turk's a few times but it was a minor indulgence. Then Tessa walked out on stage.
The inside was nothing like the outside. The reception area was like the parlor of a Victorian Mansion. People sat about, talking and sipping wine and acting as though this were just another parlor.
"Glass of wine?" He asked.
Tessa nodded, with a small smile that invited him to please her.
The wine was a nice sauvignon. She nodded, as though she drank such wines every day. Taking her arm, Cletus led her through an archway and down a short hall.
The next room was more of a lounge, and the small tables were meant for intimacy, as were the comfortable couches that stood about. Cletus led the lovely Tessa to a couch near but not too near the stage.
On the stage, a large woman was training her male servant. The leather hood that covered his head left only his nose and mouth open. He was avidly licking her boots and she was administering a caning whenever he moved too slowly or too quickly. Though her corselet and panties and hose were fairly revealing, there was an almost studious aspect of the show.
A young woman with the whitest longest hair that Cletus had ever seen approached. She was obviously appreciating his 'partner' of the evening.
"Hi. Want to dance?"
Tessa looked at Cletus. He smiled and shrugged. Tessa walked up to the stage with the young woman as the trainer led her charge off the stage on his hands and knees by his leash.
The two women began dancing a few inches apart, not touching, but letting their bodies begin a teasing game of move and countermove. Cletus was enjoying Tessa's moves, and as the other young women reached out and began inching Tessa's dress up, he smiled to see the pink ruffled panties that she wore. They were different this time, with bigger ruffles and a fuller cut, both more demure, and because of that, even more maddening. His hands ached to slap that lovely ruffled fanny. Tessa's smile showed how aware she was of this. The other young woman took a couple of spanking slaps of her own and Tessa turned and bent even while dancing to present her delectable derriere.
Now she turned, her latex dress still up to her waist and she reached out to unlace the other girl's vest, freeing her lovely breasts. Their movements were languorous and lusty as the audience seemed to lend them an intimate energy.
Cletus approached and un-zipped Tessa's dress, which immediately fell to the floor. He picked it up and draped it over the chair by the stage. The two women were pressed together now and the other women's skirt had disappeared. Tessa's fingers were caressing her partner’s lovely breasts and teasing her taut nipples. The woman reached down and fastened her mouth on Tessa's nipples and seemed to gnaw on them.
Cletus noticed a man standing to the side. He held something shiny in his hands. When he saw where Cletus was looking, he held up the chrome spiders that dangled from a chain that was thicker than one would expect. Seeing the heat in Tessa's eyes, Cletus invited the man to go ahead, and watched with held breath as he affixed first one, then the other to Tessa's nipples. The other woman caught the chains in her teeth and drew back, stretching Tessa's lovely breasts and drawing her to her. Cletus reached over and slapped the ruffled fanny that had so teased his thoughts. Tessa writhed. The girl led her to the stage, where she laid her on her back and took either chain in her small hands stretching the tips of her full breasts and making Tessa arch her back. Looking between her lovely legs, Cletus was not at all surprised to see how wet the pink panties were.
The man now affixed a thin chain to the pole with a dowel pin and handed it to the young woman, who tied it to the chain securing Tessa's right breast. Then they did the same with the left and Tessa was suspended, unable to lie back without tearing her nipples, but stretched to the point that she had little choice. Kneeling between the woman's legs, she drew the ruffled panties down those lovely limbs, and her mouth went to Tessa's dripping cunt. With the woman pulling at her hips and taking her over the edge of the abyss, Tessa barely noticed the beads of bright blood that stood out at the points of the spiders. The man who had provided the spiders knelt behind the other woman and entered her from behind. Soon her groans were echoing those of Tessa, as they writhed on the stage. As the couple moved back, Cletus knelt between the lovely legs and positioned himself at the opening. He looked into the lovely green eyes and reached out to draw the chains closer, as the eyes rolled back and he plunged deep into her wet passion. Soon he was spent, and his tongue licked the red droplets that shone on the silvery jewelry.
Lovingly, he removed the chains but left the spiders in place. Handing her the ruffled panties, he helped her to her feet. She leaned against him as she slid the panties back into place. They sat and watched others giving course to their passions, no doubt heightened by the show they had made. Cletus dropped the lovely woman off at the club, and almost asleep, he drove home.
In the morning, Cletus was pouring coffee for himself and his wife of seven years. She smiled at him across the table.
"Nice weekend?"
"Different, but very nice."
She smiled.
"Where did you get those panties?"
She winked. “Wait until you see what your two hundred will get me next time. I rather liked the hood.... on him."
Cletus shivered, deliciously.
The inside was nothing like the outside. The reception area was like the parlor of a Victorian Mansion. People sat about, talking and sipping wine and acting as though this were just another parlor.
"Glass of wine?" He asked.
Tessa nodded, with a small smile that invited him to please her.
The wine was a nice sauvignon. She nodded, as though she drank such wines every day. Taking her arm, Cletus led her through an archway and down a short hall.
The next room was more of a lounge, and the small tables were meant for intimacy, as were the comfortable couches that stood about. Cletus led the lovely Tessa to a couch near but not too near the stage.
On the stage, a large woman was training her male servant. The leather hood that covered his head left only his nose and mouth open. He was avidly licking her boots and she was administering a caning whenever he moved too slowly or too quickly. Though her corselet and panties and hose were fairly revealing, there was an almost studious aspect of the show.
A young woman with the whitest longest hair that Cletus had ever seen approached. She was obviously appreciating his 'partner' of the evening.
"Hi. Want to dance?"
Tessa looked at Cletus. He smiled and shrugged. Tessa walked up to the stage with the young woman as the trainer led her charge off the stage on his hands and knees by his leash.
The two women began dancing a few inches apart, not touching, but letting their bodies begin a teasing game of move and countermove. Cletus was enjoying Tessa's moves, and as the other young women reached out and began inching Tessa's dress up, he smiled to see the pink ruffled panties that she wore. They were different this time, with bigger ruffles and a fuller cut, both more demure, and because of that, even more maddening. His hands ached to slap that lovely ruffled fanny. Tessa's smile showed how aware she was of this. The other young woman took a couple of spanking slaps of her own and Tessa turned and bent even while dancing to present her delectable derriere.
Now she turned, her latex dress still up to her waist and she reached out to unlace the other girl's vest, freeing her lovely breasts. Their movements were languorous and lusty as the audience seemed to lend them an intimate energy.
Cletus approached and un-zipped Tessa's dress, which immediately fell to the floor. He picked it up and draped it over the chair by the stage. The two women were pressed together now and the other women's skirt had disappeared. Tessa's fingers were caressing her partner’s lovely breasts and teasing her taut nipples. The woman reached down and fastened her mouth on Tessa's nipples and seemed to gnaw on them.
Cletus noticed a man standing to the side. He held something shiny in his hands. When he saw where Cletus was looking, he held up the chrome spiders that dangled from a chain that was thicker than one would expect. Seeing the heat in Tessa's eyes, Cletus invited the man to go ahead, and watched with held breath as he affixed first one, then the other to Tessa's nipples. The other woman caught the chains in her teeth and drew back, stretching Tessa's lovely breasts and drawing her to her. Cletus reached over and slapped the ruffled fanny that had so teased his thoughts. Tessa writhed. The girl led her to the stage, where she laid her on her back and took either chain in her small hands stretching the tips of her full breasts and making Tessa arch her back. Looking between her lovely legs, Cletus was not at all surprised to see how wet the pink panties were.
The man now affixed a thin chain to the pole with a dowel pin and handed it to the young woman, who tied it to the chain securing Tessa's right breast. Then they did the same with the left and Tessa was suspended, unable to lie back without tearing her nipples, but stretched to the point that she had little choice. Kneeling between the woman's legs, she drew the ruffled panties down those lovely limbs, and her mouth went to Tessa's dripping cunt. With the woman pulling at her hips and taking her over the edge of the abyss, Tessa barely noticed the beads of bright blood that stood out at the points of the spiders. The man who had provided the spiders knelt behind the other woman and entered her from behind. Soon her groans were echoing those of Tessa, as they writhed on the stage. As the couple moved back, Cletus knelt between the lovely legs and positioned himself at the opening. He looked into the lovely green eyes and reached out to draw the chains closer, as the eyes rolled back and he plunged deep into her wet passion. Soon he was spent, and his tongue licked the red droplets that shone on the silvery jewelry.
Lovingly, he removed the chains but left the spiders in place. Handing her the ruffled panties, he helped her to her feet. She leaned against him as she slid the panties back into place. They sat and watched others giving course to their passions, no doubt heightened by the show they had made. Cletus dropped the lovely woman off at the club, and almost asleep, he drove home.
In the morning, Cletus was pouring coffee for himself and his wife of seven years. She smiled at him across the table.
"Nice weekend?"
"Different, but very nice."
She smiled.
"Where did you get those panties?"
She winked. “Wait until you see what your two hundred will get me next time. I rather liked the hood.... on him."
Cletus shivered, deliciously.
