Flamingo’s

October 19th, 2007

Have you ever been to a VIP party in a closed club where only members are welcome? This babe goes to the club but she still doesn’t know what role she is going to play there….

My friend Pattie told me about this club and restaurant. We used to go to college together. She had always been thought of as braver than others, more pervert than others, but I didn’t really care. We used to have a lot of fun.

Once she suggested going to a restaurant during lunch time. We didn’t go to restaurants often while studying at college. It was too expensive for us. She invited me to the restaurant. I wondered where she had money from. But knowing Pattie, I shouldn’t have being surprised.

We were talking about sex and relationships while dining. Pattie definitely knew much more about this stuff. Besides I was on the verge of breaking up with my boyfriend. Scot, that was his name, couldn’t satisfy me. We were always on the verge of rowing. I couldn’t find another boyfriend. Maybe I just didn’t want to.

After we’d drunk a glass of wine each, Pattie told me about the restaurant. It was situated in down town and was opene six days a week, as any other fashionable restaurant. But when it was Saturday night the restaurant turned into a special club. One could get inside only if he had a special invitation. Pattie gave me some details of the parties here. One could get inside the club if he had money. As for men, they only could get there for money or by stripping before the public.

The club could offer lots of different games. Your fun for tonight is singled out by an auction or a lottery. Every time you get in the club you sign a paper that reads you agree with all the requirements and you won’t file claims against the club. Besides, the paper gives the list of your sexual preferences and types of show you can take part in. If you’re not sure what to list, you can watch pics in a special portfolio.

Pattie told me many other secrets. She talked me into going there some Saturday. The conversation was very arousing, besides I was a bit tipsy. It all seemed to be very exciting. Anyway, I didn’t really have to have sex there, I could only strip, or could just show some parts of my body. It was also a nice way to earn some money, as there was nothing free in the club. You got half of the sum the club earned with your help.

So, we were sitting and talking. Pattie said she would try to help me get there. I remembered our conversation the next day and couldn’t stop thinking about it. I imagined myself going along the aisle, dozens of people were staring at me, leering. Just thinking about it made me real hot. I often fantasized about it in shower. Once I came after rubbing myself a bit, thinking about the whole thing. I didn’t bother Pattie with questions. I felt ashamed showing her I was excited about her proposal.

It was Thursday. Pattie came up to me and said:

-You remember about our talk on Sunday in the restaurant?

-Yeah.

-Today we’ll go to fetch our invitations. First they must see you. I’m sure they’ll find you very beautiful.

Her words made me worry. I was shivering. I didn’t know what to say. One thing is when you’re talking about it, and it’s quite the other when you gotta go there, and it’s all totally real. But there was no way to retrieve. I wanted to tell Pattie I didn’t wanna go there, but she told me everything would be fine, she knew what she was talking about, she wasn’t a newcomer there.

We went to take out invitations. I didn’t feel well, I was all quivering. I didn’t know what the people wanted to see, what I was to show them. I tried to make Pattie tell me, but she just said everything would be fine and I didn’t have to worry. When we came to the place, first we were talking to a manager. Then he called another young guy. He told me to follow him. We came into a room. There was a couch in there. The guy asked me to dress off. He was staring at me, making me uneasy. Then he asked me to raise my skirt to look at my legs. I did. I was wearing a black skirt and a jacket. He seemed to like what he saw. He asked me to unbutton my jacket. I did, tho it was a bit difficult to do, as my hands were trembling.

He saw my bust and my bra. After looking at me closely for some seconds, he said it was enough and that he had to take my photo for the invitation. We went to another room. I saw a camera there. Then he did the following. He came up to me and opened my jacket again, exposing my bra. He lowered the bra for my nipples to be well seen. I was so anxious that couldn’t even resist. Then the guy told me to raise my skirt up to my waist, then move my legs wider, squat down a bit, and open my mouth. I felt so vulnerable and unprotected. He was making pics. I felt humiliated and aroused at the same time.

When he was through with shooting, he let me dress up and told me to wait a bit till he brought me my invitation. I went out to the main hall. Pattie was waiting for me there. The guy came out in about 20 minutes. He was holding my invitation in his hands. I took it, not even looking at the pic, and put it in my pocket. When I looked at the photo later I saw me there. I looked like a real slut! I also saw the invitation was for this Saturday, 8 pm. There were just two days left!

I was looking forward to Saturday. I told myself I would only strip there and that would be all I would do. When looking at the photo I was thinking back on those moments of my small “photoset”. I was thinking back on the fear and arousal I felt that time. But the more I thought about it, the more I was aroused, rather that afraid. I was excited by that mixture of feelings, mixture of fear and arousal. I was thinking about the Saturday. I couldn’t even expect what would happen there. Pattie’s stories were just words, I wanted to know what would really happen. By listening to her stores I got one thing: when you agreed to go to the club, they wouldn’t pay attention to your pleadings, they could rape you if necessary, you just couldn’t say no. It was arousing. I didn’t know what I wanted. According to Pattie’s words, there more I said yes to their dirty proposals, the more money I would get. But I made up my mind to watch first and not risk.

It was Saturday. I put on my short skirt and a jacket. I put on new lingerie. I took a shower and poured a lot of perfume on my body! I had some spare time, and I didn’t really know what to do, I was just walking round my place, thinking. When it was 7.30 pm, Pattie came over to my place. We took a taxi and went to the club. While we were on our way there, I was getting more and more nervous. Finally, we were there. There were many men and women in the hall. They’d probably come together. Everyone was showing his or her invitation to the manager, or who ever he was. Some people were apparently shy. I figured out why they were shy, they had to show passes that had their very pervert pics!

It was interesting to notice couples break up and register separately. It was very exciting for me, I asked Pattie about it. I asked her if those husbands were not at all jealous. Pattie answered something like: “You’ll get it later.” It was our turn to register. I handed my invitation to the manager, blushing. I didn’t expect I would be red-faced. But the manager looked at the photo and then at me. I was given a number instead of the invitation. Then we came up to some special booths. There I got a box and some papers. When I was inside the booth I read the instructions. When I opened the box I saw some chips there, like those used in lottery. Every chip was marked by a figure. A sheet of paper gave a list of figures and different sexual actions standing for those figures. I had to pick those chips I agreed to do. The instructions recommended that I chose more than I actually was agreed to. Chips were grouped. There were portfolios in the booths showing those sexual actions. People’s faces were shaded. Looking at those photos I realized how little I knew about sex and perversion. I couldn’t even imagine that SUCH things could be done to girls. Another interesting point was that most of the “models” were very young, and they looked even younger that me, and I was only 20 that time.

Turning over the pages I got so aroused that was about to start fingering myself, but then I remembered what I was there for. I picked partial stripping, and then full strip. I just thought it wasn’t allowed to choose just one chip. Besides it was obligatory there. There were a lot of other possible variants: “alone”, “crucifixion”, all sorts of sex, including gangbang and threesomes, all sorts of punishment, different sex toys and gadgets I’d never even heard of. I also sighed a paper that I agreed with all the requirements and I had no complains. I thought that was the end. When I closed the booth door behind me I was very aroused. Pattie was waiting for me, she had her number and her chips in her hand. She had a lot more chips than I.

We came in the club. We took our seats at table. We were given the menus. I looked around. The light was subdued, the music was very nice, and generally it all looked very exquisite. There was a pole with the cross in the center of the hall. Later I found out what it was for. We ordered champagne and light snack. It was for free. There were some thirty people in there. In about thirty minutes we saw the host. He announced the show to begin. It was silent in the hall. Somebody brought in the bingo machine or whatever it was, all chips were put in there. I realized my number was among those too. It made me feel heat between my legs, I became anxious again, and I was breathing heavily. I tried to imagine what would happen next. I drank another glass of fizz in one gulp to relax.

The host told us the rules. The girl whose number would be announced would come out in front of the audience. Then the game would begin. She would have to guess where the small ball was. If she didn’t she’d have to strip. Meantime, the first of her chips would also be taken from the box. When the game was over she’d have to cast three dies. If the dies showed the same figure, the girl would try one of the chips from the group. I immediately remembered that all the chips were grouped on the list. If the girl got lucky, she would pick one of the chips from her own box. I tried to imagine what would happen if I didn’t get lucky. I couldn’t even imagine that. I could only hope that there were many chances still.

The machine picked number one. It was a girl of about 24. She was sitting two tables away from us. She was sitting with a man, and when she was on her way to the stage one could see she was confused. She came up to the host, he told her something. Then the music was turned off, and the show began. She didn’t guess the ball. The host announced the auction for playing with the girl. The game was pretty simple. A special ball would be thrown at her, if the ball hit “special” parts of her body, she would have to flash them. A man of 40 turned out to be the winner. He had ten shots at his disposal. The girl was supplied with special stickers for the ball to stick to. Her yes wee closed by a mask (probably to protect them from the hit). She couldn’t see that man. She was standing by the pole, she raised her hands up and took hold of the crosses above her head (that’s what they were made for!) Stickers we attached to her breasts, her crotch and her navel. Those were bingos, meaning if the man hit those spots, the girl would get totally nude and would spend the whole night this way.

I saw she was nervous. When the man was doing his third shot he hit her breast. The mask was pulled off her eyes. She was wearing a dress, so she had to pull it off and expose her breast (I was so lucky wearing a jacket!). The breast sticker was attached to other clothing items of hers. She was wearing a pantie, that’s why it was attached to her panties. She got back to her place, and the game continued. Now the lower part of her body was stressed. One could see her excitement when the ball hit somewhere very close to the target. Finally, it hit the spot, she had to take off her panties. It was the 10th shot. According to the rules, the man could come up to her and touch the spots he managed to hit by the ball. She had to move her legs wide. I was imagining myself in her position. Her hands were fixed above her head, it was a rule.

But it wasn’t the end. She had to pick a chip from her own box. The host told about it when the man was feeling her up. The host looked through her chips and announced the groups they belonged to. She could be fucked, tied, or impaled on one of sex toys. She was so nervous choosing the chip. She picked up the sex toys – dildos were to enter her asshole and her pussy. She was put on the table. People could see her pussy, see dildo getting inside her. A new auction started. The winner was to get the dildos in her holes. The first set of dildos was brought in. They used every single dildo. Meanwhile, the host was commenting on the proper size of the dildo and on his own impressions about what he saw. The girl was lying on the table with her eyes closed. Her cheeks were blushing. Half of the dildos were tried. Finally, the proper size dildos were chosen for her snatch and for her butt. Then they let the girl dress up. They said, the dildos were working in accordance with a timer. They were supposed to be on for certain time, but this time was different for each of them. Sometimes they would be on together sometimes they would be on in turn, the host said. The girl wasn’t allowed to take the dildos out till it all was over.

They showed her to her seat. It was obvious she felt pain sitting on those dildos. They were a bit longer than needed. Her man was apparently aroused. He poured her some fizz, and she drank it. Everyone was looking at them till the new number was announced. It was a blonde girl of about 20. She was to choose numbers to find out what part of her body to expose. Meantime, the “buyer” was feeling up her boobs while she wasn’t able to say something. I imagined myself in her place wit my hands raised up high. This fancy was enough for me to get even wetter. The girl had a lot of variants for fun. Later, we all found out she was to get tied up to the pole, while she was standing on her knees. There were to be three winners. She was to such each of them. She was surely surprised at this choice, she was all shivering. After the auction, ropes were brought in. The winner tied her hands behind the back. He also suggested her kneeling on peas. She was looking at him not clearly understanding what he wanted. According to the rules, the winner could propose once, and the point was whether he guessed right or wrong. He guessed right.

Somebody brought peas. The girl was facing the audience, standing on her knees. She crossed her legs, and they tied her to the pole. I could see she was in pain. Suddenly I head the dildo hissing. It was one of the dildos of the first girl. It was on now. I looked at her, in some seconds I saw a smile on her happy face. I looked around, most of the people were no longer dining, rather looking at the stage. Women were fondling men. The auction to pick the second and the third winner was consciously slow, the host wanted to prolong the girl’s sufferings. It hurt her to stand with her knees on peas, she was crying. It was turning the men on even more. Finally, somebody paid a lot, and it all started. The winner took out his dick and began slapping the girl over the face. He was caressing her lips with it, then. Her mouth was opened to catch the cock and suck into it, but he was playing with her, not letting her suck. He was taking his time. The girl kept the mouth opened to suck the pecker and, thus, to finish the torture as soon as possible. But the man had already forgotten about people staring at them. The scene looked very arousing: a tied up girl was standing on her knees, standing on peas, crying, trying to catch the prick for the man to fuck her mouth.

Soon the man began fucking her mouth, when he came, he made her swallow all of his cum and then pinched her nipple painfully. The second man couldn’t torture her for long. As soon as his shaft prodded at her face, he came spurting sperm on it. She managed to swallow half of it, he spread the rest over her face, it became dry very soon. In spite of being in pain, one could easily see how hot she was. Her nipples were very hard, she was gushing. The third guy decided to wait till she got dry. The host called another girl meantime. That girl had to stand on her knees anyway. It was a rule that such tying up and punishing games lasted till the next girl was done.

She definitely felt pain now again. Soon the semen got dried and the guy got back to her. He was ramming her mouth slowly, slapping her on her nose and lips. He was touching her boobs. He was obviously trying to last longer, but he couldn’t. He pressed the girl’s head against the pole, fucking her intensively. When he came, the girl got untied. She was aroused, she was fingering herself, cumming. After that she remembered that people were watching her. She was blushing, turning her face to a side, taking her clothes and going back to her seat.

It was very quiet in the hall, the only noise was the dildo’s hissing. I looked at the dildo girl again. It was definitely not her day. She was almost jumping on her seat. I saw some people switch places, some ladies were sitting in men’s lap. By the way, the next girl got a dildo in her twat and was to creep like this round the hall, giving deep kiss to every man’s dick (if the man let her do it), finally, she was supposed to creep up to her boyfriend and do a blow job. Besides the dildo, she had clothespins on her nipples. It was funny to see a nude girl creeping round the hall, asking men to take out their cocks and let her kiss them. She came now and then, men were jerking her by the clothespins, making her sensations even brighter.

Some men, when giving her to kiss their dicks, took them out of their ladies’ vaginas. So, she had to lick off their juices too. Some men were so much aroused by the whole thing that as soon as she took their phalluses in her mouth they came in her throat ands on her face. When she finally reached her boyfriend, she was all covered by semen. Her boyfriend was completely aroused. He was groaning, getting her on the table and making her kneel. He entered her butt, while the dildo was still in her cunt. Her nipples were still having clothespins on. He was feeling up her boobs, making her cry and moan loudly. It was turning me on, I wanted to feel the same sensations. I imagined the cum I had to drink….

It was Pattie’s number. It was so unexpected. When she was standing naked before us, the host began listing the groups she’d chosen. I couldn’t imagine my friend could do it! It was chosen, that two men were supposed to fuck her while everyone watching. She got clothespins on her nipples too, they were tied together by a chain with the weight. She was standing on her knees on a special platform that was swirling round, letting everyone see her. The auction was on. I saw her leaking, her vulva lips were wet. Before fucking her, the winner suggested giving her a mark on her vulva lips. The mark was to include the date and the name. If she agreed she would have that mark for another year or so. He couldn’t make her do it, it was violating of the rules, but he could offer her money. He told her the sum and she agreed, nodding. That wasn’t enough for him, he demanded her to say loudly for everyone to hear:

-I ask you to put a mark on my small pussy. Please, let it be known that you were in there.

It took her three times to pronounce it loudly enough. I was amazed. The winner was a mediocre lover, he came very soon, but Pattie was also very aroused and came too. Then they were fucking her mouth. I saw a table and special equipment. There were handcuffs on every side of the table. Pattie lay on the back. They spread her legs and fixed them with handcuffs. They did the same with her hands. She probably knew what it all would be like, so it was her conscious choice. A man came on the stage. He took a piece of board, putting it between her vulva lips. He stretched her wet lips, making the board get into the vagina. Then he took a clip with ripples and put it on the lips. I heard her cry out. I got why she was tied to the table. When the man was working, her legs were trembling, she was crying, biting her lips. She was all tense. The man was slow, tattooing the name and date, while the winner was standing near her. He was over aroused and came on her stomach. When she was free, she took her things and went back to her seat, she was doing it semiconsciously. I saw drops of blood between her legs, her hands were quivering. She was sitting naked, unable to dress up.

As for me, I can say that when it was my turn to become a part of the auction, I wasn’t afraid of anything anymore. Men were feeling me up, I allowed them to get under my panties, though I didn’t have to do it, I was just to show my knockers, that’s all. I didn’t care everyone could see my desire, could see me cumming of that dirty caress, could see me get fucked in the corner of the room. I promised myself I would be braver next time, and they would do something special to me too….

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3 Responses to “Flamingo’s”

  1. John Says:

    Hell of a party!!!!!

  2. joe schmo Says:

    thats my kind of party!

  3. nuraj Says:

    wow, fucking baebess


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