hansol: so my mother is american and my father is korean. my given name is korean, but i was born in new york in the united states. and also i speak fluent english. but then again i speak fluent korean too. but i lived in both the united states and in korea. honestly though, i still think i'm like 65% korean and 35% american and i'm more korean because i'm in seventeen right now. but what if we release english songs?? oh my god i'm having an identity crisis!!!
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 5k
Warnings: Sexual content (Duh), multiple orgasms, daddy kink, sight deprivation, use of a vibrator, demeaning words/ phrases, constriction but hey, all in a trusting, controlled environment. Please don’t read if it doesn’t butter your biscuit.
Summary: To prove that you had more to you than work, you decided to try out a club per your friend’s recommendation. You didn’t know that your assigned partner would bring out a whole new side of you.
A/N: I have nothing to say other than I don’t know who wrote this but I hope she appears more often. Just read it and let me know what you think;) Thank you to @j0shuwua for beta reading and helping me fix some mistakes♥
You sighed in frustration as you heard the same sentence repeated for what felt like the billionth time. You were on lunch break with two of your friends, just conversing about everyday things when things took a turn. The subject of college popped up and annoyed to remember that they were there for your college career. You studied until your ass fell off, only drank wine or a beer once everything school-related was said and done, and only joined an association so that you didn’t look like a total shut-in. As your close friends were out and about socializing in and out of their sorority, you kept your circle as small as possible.
Maybe it wasn’t the best choice to live the “best part” of your life like that but that diploma was the only thing on your mind and now, it had been years since you got it. You had a respectable, cushy job that you loved and a great paycheck you made sure to utilize. You still rarely went out but there were better things to do. You weren’t exactly one for new experiences but once in a while, you could be spontaneous.
“Hey, I’m not boring.” You pouted as you slouched in your seat. Your friends laughed heartily across the table as you got more annoyed. They talked about all of your boring qualities and sad excuses for “new experiences”.
“Sure you aren’t. You’ve only been to a club what, once, drank alcohol a handful of times, you don’t really make friends outside of work and... when was the last time you went on a date? Or got laid?” Sam asked from beside you.
The last time you remembered being touched was years prior. It was only your second time too. The first was in college when you decided at the very least, you didn't want to graduate college as a virgin. You went to a party, met someone and got it done with. When you were finally out, you had found a boyfriend and tried something with him but it didn’t work out. You hadn’t been on a date in four years much less had sex. It wasn't something on your mind though. You got through your days without it although you had craved it some days.
“I haven’t been on a date since... David?” You awkwardly smiled at your friends as their jaws dropped. Dana reached her manicured hand to touch your forehead.
“Are you okay?” She asked in a dramatic whisper. You pushed her hand off with a chuckle and said you were fine. It wasn’t hard to get through the day without a penis.
“Don’t you ever miss the feeling?” Sam asked, putting her head in her palm, giving you her full attention.
“Sometimes? I don’t really think about it.” You shrugged.
“So you’ve never even thought of having a one night stand?” Dana asked in a low voice.
“A random man in my bed or vice versa? The idea isn’t very appealing.” You shook your head in disgust.
“Well. If you’re open to new experiences, I have a spectacular one for you.” Dana said as she slid back in her seat.
“Oh yeah? And what would that be?” You asked incredulously.
“I became a member of a private club about a year ago. I think you should go to free your spirits a bit. It’ll be really fun and hey, you could finally get some dick.” She winked.
“What kind of club is this?” You asked in a questioning voice.
She dug through her bag quickly to find a business card for you to read. You stared down at the title, Club Euphoria. The punchline was “The only sin that will send you to heaven.” Inspecting the card further, you found the details of what you had really been wondering and gasped.
“You want me to join a swingers’ club?!” You almost screamed, attracting the nosy stares of a few around your table.
Dana shushed you before slapping your shoulder. “It’s not a swingers’ club! I’m not crazy! It’s more like a...” She took a few seconds to find the words. “...a sex dungeon?”
“Are you serious? Do I sound like the type to try BDSM? Do I look like I want to call some stranger sir while they slap my ass with a riding crop?”
“That’s not what this club is about!” Dana sighed exasperatedly.
“It’s not. I can vouch for her. She referred me to them and let me tell you, Y/N, I’ve never had better sex than I have in that place. When they say, private, they mean private. The rooms are all separated and soundproof, they have security measures in place and they ask for everything before you can even join. They even ask to see your testing records.” Sam explained elaborately, making Dana nod fervently to agree with her words.
“Okay, how much does thing cost?” You asked after a bit of hesitation.
“For you, I’ll pay this time. A regular member has to pay around seventy-five to three hundred depending on the duration and how ‘satisfactory’ it was.” Dana explained. “People don’t go there for a quicky, they go for a whole experience.”
You were actually thinking about it. The idea of being taken care of in a safe environment, even if it was by a handsome stranger was very tempting. You said that you were going to be open to new experiences. Maybe this was the time to start exercising that thought.
You sighed deeply before nodding and calling the number on the card to make an appointment. The operator had such a soft voice, it made you think about how all kinds of people work in the sex industry; all with their different jobs. Dana had explained to the operator that she was a regular and wanted to refer a friend. You chose a time and date that would be appropriate for you. You were instructed to email an STD test result to prove that you were free from any diseases. You would be sent a confirmation email the day prior to your appointment. It was much more professional than you thought it’d be.
“Aren’t you already excited?” Dana squealed as she and Sam high fived in triumph.
“I guess.” You tried to play off her question. Although you wouldn’t show it, you couldn’t wait until Saturday.
The week dragged along and you had managed not to go crazy as it went by slowly. You had successfully sent your test to say that you were clean on Thursday, two days after your appointment was set up. It was Friday evening when you were sent a confirmation email and an excited phone call from Dana. You asked her as many questions as you could think of out of both excitement and nervousness.
“What are the rooms like? Should I bring a change of clothes? How is this going to go down? Am I going to need a safe word?” You rambled, making her laugh.
“Calm down! I’ll answer almost all of your questions. New experiences do involve not knowing everything that’s going to happen.” She giggled through the phone.
You took a deep breath before resuming your questioning. “What are the rooms like? Is it a Fifty Shades of Grey schtick?”
“Not necessarily but it all depends on what you fill out on your questionnaire.” She explains. “And you might want to get there a bit early to fill that bad boy out. It’s quite a bit but they’re trying to make sure you want what’s happening and that it pleases you in the best way possible.”
“Should I bring a change of clothes?” You asked, running your hands through your hair.
“You can if you want to. Sam’s had her shirt ripped off before.” You gasped, subconsciously clenching your nightshirt together. “But that’s what she thinks is hot. He ended up getting her a new one before she left, anyway.”
You sighed before asking probably your last question. “Am I going to need a safe word?”
Dana’s light laugh on the line did nothing to ease your nerves. “It depends on what you fill out. Do you think you’ll be needing a safe word?”
You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as you looked around the modern-looking reception area. When you arrived at the venue, it was not at all what you had expected. It had a lobby with a hallway past the receptionist. You only saw one other man there, probably awaiting his appointment. The walls around the area were white and decorated beautifully. It reminded you of a classy doctor’s office but more spacious. You walked up to a very pretty, young receptionist who offered a bright smile when you caught her attention.
“What can I do for you today, ma’am?” She asked politely.
“I um- I have an appointment today.” You cleared your throat.
“Can I have your last name and see your confirmation email?”
You told her your last name and pulled up the email you received the night before on your phone. She nodded and clicked on some things before pulling out a small packet, a clipboard, and a pen.
“You’ll have to fill this out before your session can start.” She smiled again, making you reciprocate the action.
You sat down a few seats away from the older man you saw earlier. The questionnaire in your lap stared back at you. The first questions were basic information but as you moved on, it was all about your kinks and what you were and were not comfortable with. Wanting to show your friends that you were not one to always shy away from new things, you darkened the circles next to constriction, sensory deprivation, multiple orgasms and something you never thought you’d want to try out. There were others you were hesitant to try but threw in there for the heck of it. You were taking a risk on this place and the person who would be assigned to you. All of the things you jotted down, you had thought or dreamed about at least once.
You sighed before looking over the document once more and getting up to give it to the receptionist. She took it and got up from behind the large semi-circle desk that she worked on.
“If you’ll follow me.” She directed with a hand movement. You followed her down the hallway you saw when you came in. There were rows of doors that led to where you would be. Although you heard nothing, you couldn’t help but think that there were people already ‘enjoying’ themselves. When the receptionist opened the door with a key and ushered you in, you were in awe.
“Please change into one of our complimentary robes. If you brought a change of clothing or would prefer to be nude, please feel free as well. There is a storage space for your belongings. Please do not leave them around and about. We are not responsible for your lost items.” She informed. “Your partner will be here momentarily.”
You nodded in appreciation before watching as she left. There was a lock on the inside of the door which you chose to use before surveying the room more closely. The walls were a deep navy color. The bed, couch, and vanity all complimented each other. You wondered if the people here had personal interior decorators. You drifted towards the nightstand next to the left side of the bed. Out of curiosity, you opened it to find a pack of wet wipes, a bottle of baby oil, a bottle of lotion, a vibrator, a pack of condoms, and a bottle of lube. Good to know they were truly prepared.
You remembered that you did not want your partner to enter and find you still clad in your jeans and button up. You stripped, taking everything but the matching bra and panty set you had on, off and carefully folded your clothes into your bag with your change of clothes before putting your bag away. You took a silky burgundy robe off of the bed and tugged it on, enjoying the feeling and fresh smell that emanated from it.
You sat patiently, waiting for your partner before realizing you should probably turn your phone off. You walked to your bag and took out your phone, catching about three messages in total from both Sam and Dana wishing you luck. You smiled before shutting the device off and putting it back.
You were walking back to the bed when you heard a knock at the door.
“May I come in?” You heard a soft voice ask.
You straightened yourself up before walking over to the door and unlocking it. You strode back to the bed before telling him that he could come in. You watched as the door opened to reveal a lithe man with beautiful, tan skin. His black hair covered his eyes before he shook his head, allowing you to look him in the eye. He turned to lock the door before walking towards you and putting his hand out for a handshake.
“Hi, I’m Joshua! And you are...”
“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, Joshua.” You said, smiling to yourself due to his own blinding grin.
“Why are you standing around? There are places to sit.” He teased before leading you to the couch in front of the bed.
You chewed your lip nervously as he observed you, unashamedly racking his eyes up and down your figure. You stared back at him, however, taking in his all black ensemble. At least he looked comfortable.
“So, before we get started, I just want to go over some things.” He began, crossing his fingers and leaning on his knees. You nodded slowly.
“I made sure to carefully look at your preferences and it seems like you were looking for quite the rough activity.” He chuckled. “That is why we’ll have to issue a safe word. Are there any that you have in mind?”
You had thought about this the night before. You didn’t know what you were in for but knew what you wanted and it was all but: “Vanilla.” You finally uttered.
The man sat next to you with wide eyes and a large smile as he heard the word pass your lips.
“Vanilla?” He queried and you nodded in reply. “Ironic, isn’t it?”
“That’s the point.” You laughed back at him.
“Well, Ms. Y/N, I also have a point to get across.” Joshua leaned closer to your form, his body eventually glued next to yours. “For however long you’re in here,” He began as his hand came to graze your cheek before taking a hold of your chin. “I’ll be your one and only daddy.” His face came closer to yours, pulling your lips to brush his. “And you’ll be my babygirl. My perfect little slut.” He growled.
You whimpered a bit before trying to nod the best you could. Your cheeks prickled with heat, surprised by how his personality had changed so quickly. Such a fun, care-free person had suddenly turned into a man that exuded such a dominant air.
“I need you to confirm in your big girl words, baby. What do you say?” He asked with a mischievous tilt of his head.
“Yes, daddy.” You responded right away.
You felt his lips curl upwards before they finally met yours in a searing kiss. You leaned further into the kiss, pulling on Joshua’s t-shirt before he pulled away and turned you around, pushing you face down into the couch. He stayed sat upright, admiring the way your ass was so close to being exposed by your tiny robe. His hands grabbed yours quickly before he took off the fabric belt that held your scarce ensemble together and looped it around your wrists to keep your hands restricted behind your back.
“First rule: no touching.” He leaned down by your ear to whisper.
“Any other rules I need to know of?” You mumbled into the soft furnishing.
You could feel your hips being lifted to rest on Joshua’s lap. His surprisingly calloused hand freely groped your backside. He lifted to end of the robe to fall at your midsection, displaying your ass for his enjoyment.
“Rules two and three,” He delivered a quick, painful slap to your thigh. “Don’t talk back and don’t get smart with me.” His hand quickly came down on your ass, leaving a delicious sting. “I’m not the one practically begging to get fucked, am I, bitch?”
You gasped as you felt another harsh hit against your skin. Your fingers squirmed in their restraints but to no avail. You took every slap given without another word, loving the sting and how it added to your growing arousal. After about ten more spanks, Joshua had finally calmed down. His large hand circled the skin he had come so close to bruising. You almost got lost in his comforting touch before your scalp experienced a sharp pain. Joshua grabbed your hair and pulled you toward his mouth. He pulled so hard, your back arched achingly.
“Fuck up and disobey me one more time, I dare you.” He warned deeply, sending a shiver down your spine.
He let your hair go, making you fall unceremoniously back toward the plush couch. Joshua pushed you off of him, not so much as giving you a glance as he stood up to gather some things. Once you were sat upright once again, you watched intently as he set some kind of fabric on the bed before standing a few feet in front of you.
“Time to make it up to daddy.” He smiled sadistically while waving you over to him.
You managed to stand despite the blissful dizziness you were already experiencing. You hadn’t even taken a step when Joshua barked, “Crawl.” You got down on your knees and shuffled by the best you could on the carpet. Joshua peered down at your already disheveled figure. You could see the clear outline of his growing bulge. How you hadn’t notice when he had you sprawled over his lap? No idea. You watched carefully as he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered his zipper.
“You’re going to be good for daddy, aren’t you?” He had finally freed himself from his confines and looked expectantly of you.
“Yes, daddy.” You replied before feeling that now familiar pain at your scalp again. Joshua’s nails dug into your scalp as he told you to open. You complied with no qualms, doing as he said immediately.
“I’m going to get myself off on fucking your face. If you act right, maybe you’ll get a reward afterward.”
His other hand came to join the first before positioning them at the back of your head. He began to push his length into your mouth, watching your expression closely. You looked at him with big, innocent eyes while swallowing around his cock. His head tilted back and he gave a devious smirk before pushing himself to reach the depths of your mouth. You sat patiently with your jaw slack as he continued thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat a multitude of times, making you gag. Each silent moan that he let pass continued to spur you on. Spit rolled down your mouth and fell on your chest. Your robe was falling down your shoulders and on one arm, it landed halfway on your arm. The sight alone was one worthy to make Joshua cum. He knew, however, that he wanted to get you off before finishing himself. In reluctance, he pulled his cock out of your warm, welcoming mouth before bending down to your level on the floor.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” He said as he observed your messy hair and spit covered face. “This look just tells me that you want that pretty little pussy wrecked.”
You nodded at him, pushing your face forward to capture his lips only to have him pull back. His right hand grasped your face, squishing your cheeks together and bringing them close to his face.
“Manners, babygirl.” He said lowly.
“Yes please, daddy.” You whined before being rewarded with probably the most sensual kiss you were ever going to experience in your current situation. Joshua’s hand came to the back of your neck, pulling you further into the kiss. You let a tiny moan escape, rubbing your thighs a bit for some much needed friction. His tongue intruded easily, tasting whatever he could before pulling away breathlessly. “I think you deserve a reward, babygirl.”
Joshua lifted you by the arm before pulling you towards the bed you were sitting on just earlier. You sat down in anticipation before you felt Joshua’s large hands at your restraints. He whispered, “No touching” before untying your wrists. He pulled your robe off of you before flinging it off the bed. His hands roamed your body and made it even harder for you not to do the same to his mostly clothed body. In a moment of thoughtlessness you had almost lost it and grabbed him, Joshua looked at you with dark eyes as his bangs settled over his forehead.
“What are you doing?” He asked as his hands parted your thighs quite roughly. You hadn’t even realized the way you had been slightly rubbing your thighs together. Apparently, he had. “I’m the one supposed to be making you cum and yet here you are. Pretty thighs pressed together, you really want to get off, don’t you whore?”
“Yes, daddy. Please fuck me already. I really want to cum.” You responded quickly.
“I can fix that.” He smiled.
Joshua unclipped your bra and pushed you to lay down, pulling off your panties before tying up your wrists again. “I’m sorry babygirl but since you can’t wait for daddy, it seems like you’ve earned another punishment rather than your reward. I warned you but I maybe you actually like punishments more.”
You squirmed on the bed, your head thrashing at the pillows in frustration. Next thing you knew, Joshua was telling you to sit up again before enclosing something soft over your eyes. He gently pushed you to lay back down. You could hear him open a drawer beside the bed before rummaging in it. You heard him close the drawer again before feeling two fingers at your heat. His fingers ran along your wet folds, eliciting a long hiss.
“Wow, so wet just from sucking my dick. You really are beautiful, babygirl.” He plunged both fingers in with no warning before curling them expertly. You arched your back, letting out a moan as you felt his tongue at your taut nipple. Your legs began to close unconsciously until Joshua pried them back apart and delivered a hard smack against your heat. You yelped in surprise, making him smile before he got off of the bed again. This time, you could not hear what he was doing.
You eventually felt a cold object pressing against your nipple. You wracked your brain trying to figure out what it was before you were surprised by sudden vibrations to your chest. He had gotten the vibrator from the drawer you found earlier. “Since you don’t want me getting you off, we’ll be using my little friend instead.”
He left the device on as he dragged it down your body from your nipple to your clit. You let out a shaky breath as relief suddenly swept over you. You stretched your fingers as best as you could with them being under you. Alongside the vibrator, you soon felt warm breath fan your heat. The sensation alone made you dizzy. When he licked a stripe up your heat to gather your wetness, you couldn’t hold back your lengthy moan. His tongue did wonders but you bit your lip, not wanting to be caught off guard and told that being loud was another broken rule. Joshua saw this and stopped for a second to watch you writhe under his gaze.
“You’re holding back on me, babygirl. Let me hear those pretty moans.” He said in a voice dripping in sex and authority.
You let go of all worried thoughts and let out every moan you had. Joshua’s tongue was talented and highly complimented the device constantly stimulating your bundle of nerves. With constant stimulation from both sources, you felt heat building up in your abdomen. As your noise level continued to escalate, Joshua got up on his elbows and pumped his fingers deep into you. “Go on and cum, babygirl. Cum on daddy’s fingers.” He coaxed.
Your fingers curled underneath you, digging into the skin of your palm as you came undone. You let out a scream as Joshua felt your walls convulse around his fingers. He grinned as he saw how hard you had cum. Your fluids practically covered his hand as he continued to slowly thrust in and out even as you began to whine in discomfort and squirm.
Much needed, huh? Bet you’ve never cum that hard from someone’s tongue.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of you. You let out a breath of relief and began closing your legs again. You heard a chuckle come from the end of the bed before you could feel the bed move again. You were suddenly exposed to the lighting in the room around you. With squinted eyes, you looked at the figure to your side. Joshua was suddenly naked with all of his tan, supple skin and display. A small smile played on his lips as he told you to lay on your stomach. You rolled around onto your stomach slowly, breath heavy and eyes still adjusting.
You felt your restraints being untied again before your hips were lifted. Your head was buried in the sheets where you wanted it to stay forever. As you continued to regain your energy, Joshua was rolling a condom down his shaft with ease. His large hands suddenly gripped your hips before pulling you back onto him. His dick teased your entrance, slowly rubbing it up and down your folds before letting the tip sink in a bit. One hand ran up your back, leaving tiny sparks up your spine before he took a firm hold of your shoulder and pulled you back onto him. He pushed all of his length into you in one stroke, not caring for your tiredness or the tingling from your previous orgasm.
Your fingers clawed into the sheets beside you as he continued pounding into you. Suddenly, you felt yourself being pulled up again by the hair. The tips of your fingers still pressed into the bed as Joshua ran his tongue along your neck. “You like it when I pull on your hair, don’t you slut?” He asked as the hand on your hip moved towards your clit. “You’ve never been fucked this good, have you?” The whisper had your spine tingling and mind reeling.
“No, daddy. You’re the only one who’s fucked me this good.” You cried out as he grasped your breast. You heard a deep chuckle before he bit a spot underneath your ear. “How bad do you want to cum?”
You let out a groan before bringing your hands to his butt, pulling him closer to you, letting him push deeper into you. “So bad, daddy. Please let me cum. I’m gonna lose it if I don’t cum!” You nearly yelled. His only response was to let your scalp go and let his nails dig into your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. You nearly broke out in sobs as he brought one hand to your clit and began rubbing quick, fluid circles. You went silent as you came, seeing stars when you closed your eyes. Toes curling and breath lost, you gasped into the pillows. Joshua’s hold on your hip soon subsided as he came, a deep groan coming from him. He pulled out and let your body fall limp on the bed as he stared at you.
Eyes closed, chest heaving, and hair everywhere, it was sight he truly appreciated. He sat on the side of the bed, also regaining his energy before he finally asked if you had a change of clothes. Your consciousness was in and out at this point. You only wanted to fall asleep on the big, comfortable bed you were currently curled up on.
“Earth to Y/N? Do you have a change of clothes or should I get you another robe?” Joshua asked as he pulled the bed cover over your form. You mumbled where you had left your purse and that he would find clothes in there. He stood in his still naked glory and threw away his condom before finding your purse and taking out your button up and another set of panties you had brought. He laid them on the nightstand by the bed before stroking your hair.
“You did so well, beautiful. You were such a good girl.” He purred as you enjoyed the feeling of his hand patting your head. “You need to stay awake though. Do you want some water?” His hand lightly shook your shoulder before you whispered a tiny yes please. He walked with a smile plastered on his face, enraptured by your adorable behavior. He grabbed a robe from one of the storage units for himself before also grabbing your bottle of water. When he walked back to the bed and sat down beside you, he also grabbed the baby wipes from the bedside table.
You were told to sit up before he handed you your bottle of water. You drank the entire bottle, wanting to hydrate your dry throat and sore body. “Do you want me to clean you up or are you up to doing it yourself?” He asked as he held up a wipe in one hand and the remainder of the pack in the other. “Can you please clean me up?”
He nodded before pulling the covers off of you and wiping your thighs, butt, and face. You makeup came off easily along with whatever else was on your face previously, making Joshua stare at you longer. “You really are a beaut.” He commented before wiping himself clean and throwing away the dirty remnants.
He came back to help you up as you stepped into your panties and he helped button up your shirt.
“Can I see you again?” You asked as you focused on his expression as he finished buttoning your shirt.
“You could always request me. I’d be glad to have you back again.” He smiled.
A/N. Yes, hello, this is something I’ve written on our group blog and wanted to share here as well:) I’m working on a Monster Woo scenario right now
You sighed in frustration as you heard the same sentence repeated for what felt like the billionth time. You were on lunch break with two of your friends, just conversing about everyday things when things took a turn. The subject of college popped up and annoyed to remember that they were there for your college career. You studied until your ass fell off, only drank wine or a beer once everything school-related was said and done, and only joined an association so that you didn’t look like a total shut-in. As your close friends were out and about socializing in and out of their sorority, you kept your circle as small as possible.
Maybe it wasn’t the best choice to live the “best part” of your life like that but that diploma was the only thing on your mind and now, it had been years since you got it. You had a respectable, cushy job that you loved and a great paycheck you made sure to utilize. You still rarely went out but there were better things to do. You weren’t exactly one for new experiences but once in a while, you could be spontaneous.
“Hey, I’m not boring.” You pouted as you slouched in your seat. Your friends laughed heartily across the table as you got more annoyed. They talked about all of your boring qualities and sad excuses for “new experiences”.
“Sure you aren’t. You’ve only been to a club what, once, drank alcohol a handful of times, you don’t really make friends outside of work and… when was the last time you went on a date? Or got laid?” Sam asked from beside you.
The last time you remembered being touched was years prior. It was only your second time too. The first was in college when you decided at the very least, you didn’t want to graduate college as a virgin. You went to a party, met someone and got it done with. When you were finally out, you had found a boyfriend and tried something with him but it didn’t work out. You hadn’t been on a date in four years much less had sex. It wasn’t something on your mind though. You got through your days without it although you had craved it some days.
“I haven’t been on a date since… David?” You awkwardly smiled at your friends as their jaws dropped. Dana reached her manicured hand to touch your forehead.
“Are you okay?” She asked in a dramatic whisper. You pushed her hand off with a chuckle and said you were fine. It wasn’t hard to get through the day without a penis.
“Don’t you ever miss the feeling?” Sam asked, putting her head in her palm, giving you her full attention.
“Sometimes? I don’t really think about it.” You shrugged.
“So you’ve never even thought of having a one night stand?” Dana asked in a low voice.
“A random man in my bed or vice versa? The idea isn’t very appealing.” You shook your head in disgust.
“Well. If you’re open to new experiences, I have a spectacular one for you.” Dana said as she slid back in her seat.
“Oh yeah? And what would that be?” You asked incredulously.
“I became a member of a private club about a year ago. I think you should go to free your spirits a bit. It’ll be really fun and hey, you could finally get some dick.” She winked.
“What kind of club is this?” You asked in a questioning voice.
She dug through her bag quickly to find a business card for you to read. You stared down at the title, Club Euphoria. The punchline was “The only sin that will send you to heaven.” Inspecting the card further, you found the details of what you had really been wondering and gasped.
“You want me to join a swingers’ club?!” You almost screamed, attracting the nosy stares of a few around your table.
Dana shushed you before slapping your shoulder. “It’s not a swingers’ club! I’m not crazy! It’s more like a…” She took a few seconds to find the words. “…a sex dungeon?”
“Are you serious? Do I sound like the type to try BDSM? Do I look like I want to call some stranger sir while they slap my ass with a riding crop?”
“That’s not what this club is about!” Dana sighed exasperatedly.
“It’s not. I can vouch for her. She referred me to them and let me tell you, Y/N, I’ve never had better sex than I have in that place. When they say, private, they mean private. The rooms are all separated and soundproof, they have security measures in place and they ask for everything before you can even join. They even ask to see your testing records.” Sam explained elaborately, making Dana nod fervently to agree with her words.
“Okay, how much does thing cost?” You asked after a bit of hesitation.
“For you, I’ll pay this time. A regular member has to pay around seventy-five to three hundred depending on the duration and how ‘satisfactory’ it was.” Dana explained. “People don’t go there for a quicky, they go for a whole experience.”
You were actually thinking about it. The idea of being taken care of in a safe environment, even if it was by a handsome stranger was very tempting. You said that you were going to be open to new experiences. Maybe this was the time to start exercising that thought.
You sighed deeply before nodding and calling the number on the card to make an appointment. The operator had such a soft voice, it made you think about how all kinds of people work in the sex industry; all with their different jobs. Dana had explained to the operator that she was a regular and wanted to refer a friend. You chose a time and date that would be appropriate for you. You were instructed to email an STD test result to prove that you were free from any diseases. You would be sent a confirmation email the day prior to your appointment. It was much more professional than you thought it’d be.
“Aren’t you already excited?” Dana squealed as she and Sam high fived in triumph.
“I guess.” You tried to play off her question. Although you wouldn’t show it, you couldn’t wait until Saturday.
The week dragged along and you had managed not to go crazy as it went by slowly. You had successfully sent your test to say that you were clean on Thursday, two days after your appointment was set up. It was Friday evening when you were sent a confirmation email and an excited phone call from Dana. You asked her as many questions as you could think of out of both excitement and nervousness.
“What are the rooms like? Should I bring a change of clothes? How is this going to go down? Am I going to need a safe word?” You rambled, making her laugh.
“Calm down! I’ll answer almost all of your questions. New experiences do involve not knowing everything that’s going to happen.” She giggled through the phone.
You took a deep breath before resuming your questioning. “What are the rooms like? Is it a Fifty Shades of Grey schtick?”
“Not necessarily but it all depends on what you fill out on your questionnaire.” She explains. “And you might want to get there a bit early to fill that bad boy out. It’s quite a bit but they’re trying to make sure you want what’s happening and that it pleases you in the best way possible.”
“Should I bring a change of clothes?” You asked, running your hands through your hair.
“You can if you want to. Sam’s had her shirt ripped off before.” You gasped, subconsciously clenching your nightshirt together. “But that’s what she thinks is hot. He ended up getting her a new one before she left, anyway.”
You sighed before asking probably your last question. “Am I going to need a safe word?”
Dana’s light laugh on the line did nothing to ease your nerves. “It depends on what you fill out. Do you think you’ll be needing a safe word?”
You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as you looked around the modern-looking reception area. When you arrived at the venue, it was not at all what you had expected. It had a lobby with a hallway past the receptionist. You only saw one other man there, probably awaiting his appointment. The walls around the area were white and decorated beautifully. It reminded you of a classy doctor’s office but more spacious. You walked up to a very pretty, young receptionist who offered a bright smile when you caught her attention.
“What can I do for you today, ma’am?” She asked politely.
“I um- I have an appointment today.” You cleared your throat.
“Can I have your last name and see your confirmation email?”
You told her your last name and pulled up the email you received the night before on your phone. She nodded and clicked on some things before pulling out a small packet, a clipboard, and a pen.
“You’ll have to fill this out before your session can start.” She smiled again, making you reciprocate the action.
You sat down a few seats away from the older man you saw earlier. The questionnaire in your lap stared back at you. The first questions were basic information but as you moved on, it was all about your kinks and what you were and were not comfortable with. Wanting to show your friends that you were not one to always shy away from new things, you darkened the circles next to constriction, sensory deprivation, multiple orgasms and something you never thought you’d want to try out. There were others you were hesitant to try but threw in there for the heck of it. You were taking a risk on this place and the person who would be assigned to you. All of the things you jotted down, you had thought or dreamed about at least once.
You sighed before looking over the document once more and getting up to give it to the receptionist. She took it and got up from behind the large semi-circle desk that she worked on.
“If you’ll follow me.” She directed with a hand movement. You followed her down the hallway you saw when you came in. There were rows of doors that led to where you would be. Although you heard nothing, you couldn’t help but think that there were people already ‘enjoying’ themselves. When the receptionist opened the door with a key and ushered you in, you were in awe.
“Please change into one of our complimentary robes. If you brought a change of clothing or would prefer to be nude, please feel free as well. There is a storage space for your belongings. Please do not leave them around and about. We are not responsible for your lost items.” She informed. “Your partner will be here momentarily.”
You nodded in appreciation before watching as she left. There was a lock on the inside of the door which you chose to use before surveying the room more closely. The walls were a deep navy color. The bed, couch, and vanity all complimented each other. You wondered if the people here had personal interior decorators. You drifted towards the nightstand next to the left side of the bed. Out of curiosity, you opened it to find a pack of wet wipes, a bottle of baby oil, a bottle of lotion, a vibrator, a pack of condoms, and a bottle of lube. Good to know they were truly prepared.
You remembered that you did not want your partner to enter and find you still clad in your jeans and button up. You stripped, taking everything but the matching bra and panty set you had on, off and carefully folded your clothes into your bag with your change of clothes before putting your bag away. You took a silky burgundy robe off of the bed and tugged it on, enjoying the feeling and fresh smell that emanated from it.
You sat patiently, waiting for your partner before realizing you should probably turn your phone off. You walked to your bag and took out your phone, catching about three messages in total from both Sam and Dana wishing you luck. You smiled before shutting the device off and putting it back.
You were walking back to the bed when you heard a knock at the door.
“May I come in?” You heard a soft voice ask.
You straightened yourself up before walking over to the door and unlocking it. You strode back to the bed before telling him that he could come in. You watched as the door opened to reveal a lithe man with beautiful, tan skin. His black hair covered his eyes before he shook his head, allowing you to look him in the eye. He turned to lock the door before walking towards you and putting his hand out for a handshake.
“Hi, I’m Joshua! And you are…”
“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, Joshua.” You said, smiling to yourself due to his own blinding grin.
“Why are you standing around? There are places to sit.” He teased before leading you to the couch in front of the bed.
You chewed your lip nervously as he observed you, unashamedly racking his eyes up and down your figure. You stared back at him, however, taking in his all black ensemble. At least he looked comfortable.
“So, before we get started, I just want to go over some things.” He began, crossing his fingers and leaning on his knees. You nodded slowly.
“I made sure to carefully look at your preferences and it seems like you were looking for quite the rough activity.” He chuckled. “That is why we’ll have to issue a safe word. Are there any that you have in mind?”
You had thought about this the night before. You didn’t know what you were in for but knew what you wanted and it was all but: “Vanilla.” You finally uttered.
The man sat next to you with wide eyes and a large smile as he heard the word pass your lips.
“Vanilla?” He queried and you nodded in reply. “Ironic, isn’t it?”
“That’s the point.” You laughed back at him.
“Well, Ms. Y/N, I also have a point to get across.” Joshua leaned closer to your form, his body eventually glued next to yours. “For however long you’re in here,” He began as his hand came to graze your cheek before taking a hold of your chin. “I’ll be your one and only daddy.” His face came closer to yours, pulling your lips to brush his. “And you’ll be my babygirl. My perfect little slut.” He growled.
You whimpered a bit before trying to nod the best you could. Your cheeks prickled with heat, surprised by how his personality had changed so quickly. Such a fun, care-free person had suddenly turned into a man that exuded such a dominant air.
“I need you to confirm in your big girl words, baby. What do you say?” He asked with a mischievous tilt of his head.
“Yes, daddy.” You responded right away.
You felt his lips curl upwards before they finally met yours in a searing kiss. You leaned further into the kiss, pulling on Joshua’s t-shirt before he pulled away and turned you around, pushing you face down into the couch. He stayed sat upright, admiring the way your ass was so close to being exposed by your tiny robe. His hands grabbed yours quickly before he took off the fabric belt that held your scarce ensemble together and looped it around your wrists to keep your hands restricted behind your back.
“First rule: no touching.” He leaned down by your ear to whisper.
“Any other rules I need to know of?” You mumbled into the soft furnishing.
You could feel your hips being lifted to rest on Joshua’s lap. His surprisingly calloused hand freely groped your backside. He lifted to end of the robe to fall at your midsection, displaying your ass for his enjoyment.
“Rules two and three,” He delivered a quick, painful slap to your thigh. “Don’t talk back and don’t get smart with me.” His hand quickly came down on your ass, leaving a delicious sting. “I’m not the one practically begging to get fucked, am I, bitch?”
You gasped as you felt another harsh hit against your skin. Your fingers squirmed in their restraints but to no avail. You took every slap given without another word, loving the sting and how it added to your growing arousal. After about ten more spanks, Joshua had finally calmed down. His large hand circled the skin he had come so close to bruising. You almost got lost in his comforting touch before your scalp experienced a sharp pain. Joshua grabbed your hair and pulled you toward his mouth. He pulled so hard, your back arched achingly.
“Fuck up and disobey me one more time, I dare you.” He warned deeply, sending a shiver down your spine.
He let your hair go, making you fall unceremoniously back toward the plush couch. Joshua pushed you off of him, not so much as giving you a glance as he stood up to gather some things. Once you were sat upright once again, you watched intently as he set some kind of fabric on the bed before standing a few feet in front of you.
“Time to make it up to daddy.” He smiled sadistically while waving you over to him.
You managed to stand despite the blissful dizziness you were already experiencing. You hadn’t even taken a step when Joshua barked, “Crawl.” You got down on your knees and shuffled by the best you could on the carpet. Joshua peered down at your already disheveled figure. You could see the clear outline of his growing bulge. How you hadn’t notice when he had you sprawled over his lap? No idea. You watched carefully as he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered his zipper.
“You’re going to be good for daddy, aren’t you?” He had finally freed himself from his confines and looked expectantly of you.
“Yes, daddy.” You replied before feeling that now familiar pain at your scalp again. Joshua’s nails dug into your scalp as he told you to open. You complied with no qualms, doing as he said immediately.
“I’m going to get myself off on fucking your face. If you act right, maybe you’ll get a reward afterward.”
His other hand came to join the first before positioning them at the back of your head. He began to push his length into your mouth, watching your expression closely. You looked at him with big, innocent eyes while swallowing around his cock. His head tilted back and he gave a devious smirk before pushing himself to reach the depths of your mouth. You sat patiently with your jaw slack as he continued thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat a multitude of times, making you gag. Each silent moan that he let pass continued to spur you on. Spit rolled down your mouth and fell on your chest. Your robe was falling down your shoulders and on one arm, it landed halfway on your arm. The sight alone was one worthy to make Joshua cum. He knew, however, that he wanted to get you off before finishing himself. In reluctance, he pulled his cock out of your warm, welcoming mouth before bending down to your level on the floor.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” He said as he observed your messy hair and spit covered face. “This look just tells me that you want that pretty little pussy wrecked.”
You nodded at him, pushing your face forward to capture his lips only to have him pull back. His right hand grasped your face, squishing your cheeks together and bringing them close to his face.
“Manners, babygirl.” He said lowly.
“Yes please, daddy.” You whined before being rewarded with probably the most sensual kiss you were ever going to experience in your current situation. Joshua’s hand came to the back of your neck, pulling you further into the kiss. You let a tiny moan escape, rubbing your thighs a bit for some much needed friction. His tongue intruded easily, tasting whatever he could before pulling away breathlessly. “I think you deserve a reward, babygirl.”
Joshua lifted you by the arm before pulling you towards the bed you were sitting on just earlier. You sat down in anticipation before you felt Joshua’s large hands at your restraints. He whispered, “No touching” before untying your wrists. He pulled your robe off of you before flinging it off the bed. His hands roamed your body and made it even harder for you not to do the same to his mostly clothed body. In a moment of thoughtlessness you had almost lost it and grabbed him, Joshua looked at you with dark eyes as his bangs settled over his forehead.
“What are you doing?” He asked as his hands parted your thighs quite roughly. You hadn’t even realized the way you had been slightly rubbing your thighs together. Apparently, he had. “I’m the one supposed to be making you cum and yet here you are. Pretty thighs pressed together, you really want to get off, don’t you whore?”
“Yes, daddy. Please fuck me already. I really want to cum.” You responded quickly.
“I can fix that.” He smiled.
Joshua unclipped your bra and pushed you to lay down, pulling off your panties before tying up your wrists again. “I’m sorry babygirl but since you can’t wait for daddy, it seems like you’ve earned another punishment rather than your reward. I warned you but I maybe you actually like punishments more.”
You squirmed on the bed, your head thrashing at the pillows in frustration. Next thing you knew, Joshua was telling you to sit up again before enclosing something soft over your eyes. He gently pushed you to lay back down. You could hear him open a drawer beside the bed before rummaging in it. You heard him close the drawer again before feeling two fingers at your heat. His fingers ran along your wet folds, eliciting a long hiss.
“Wow, so wet just from sucking my dick. You really are beautiful, babygirl.” He plunged both fingers in with no warning before curling them expertly. You arched your back, letting out a moan as you felt his tongue at your taut nipple. Your legs began to close unconsciously until Joshua pried them back apart and delivered a hard smack against your heat. You yelped in surprise, making him smile before he got off of the bed again. This time, you could not hear what he was doing.
You eventually felt a cold object pressing against your nipple. You wracked your brain trying to figure out what it was before you were surprised by sudden vibrations to your chest. He had gotten the vibrator from the drawer you found earlier. “Since you don’t want me getting you off, we’ll be using my little friend instead.”
He left the device on as he dragged it down your body from your nipple to your clit. You let out a shaky breath as relief suddenly swept over you. You stretched your fingers as best as you could with them being under you. Alongside the vibrator, you soon felt warm breath fan your heat. The sensation alone made you dizzy. When he licked a stripe up your heat to gather your wetness, you couldn’t hold back your lengthy moan. His tongue did wonders but you bit your lip, not wanting to be caught off guard and told that being loud was another broken rule. Joshua saw this and stopped for a second to watch you writhe under his gaze.
“You’re holding back on me, babygirl. Let me hear those pretty moans.” He said in a voice dripping in sex and authority.
You let go of all worried thoughts and let out every moan you had. Joshua’s tongue was talented and highly complimented the device constantly stimulating your bundle of nerves. With constant stimulation from both sources, you felt heat building up in your abdomen. As your noise level continued to escalate, Joshua got up on his elbows and pumped his fingers deep into you. “Go on and cum, babygirl. Cum on daddy’s fingers.” He coaxed.
Your fingers curled underneath you, digging into the skin of your palm as you came undone. You let out a scream as Joshua felt your walls convulse around his fingers. He grinned as he saw how hard you had cum. Your fluids practically covered his hand as he continued to slowly thrust in and out even as you began to whine in discomfort and squirm.
Much needed, huh? Bet you’ve never cum that hard from someone’s tongue.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of you. You let out a breath of relief and began closing your legs again. You heard a chuckle come from the end of the bed before you could feel the bed move again. You were suddenly exposed to the lighting in the room around you. With squinted eyes, you looked at the figure to your side. Joshua was suddenly naked with all of his tan, supple skin and display. A small smile played on his lips as he told you to lay on your stomach. You rolled around onto your stomach slowly, breath heavy and eyes still adjusting.
You felt your restraints being untied again before your hips were lifted. Your head was buried in the sheets where you wanted it to stay forever. As you continued to regain your energy, Joshua was rolling a condom down his shaft with ease. His large hands suddenly gripped your hips before pulling you back onto him. His dick teased your entrance, slowly rubbing it up and down your folds before letting the tip sink in a bit. One hand ran up your back, leaving tiny sparks up your spine before he took a firm hold of your shoulder and pulled you back onto him. He pushed all of his length into you in one stroke, not caring for your tiredness or the tingling from your previous orgasm.
Your fingers clawed into the sheets beside you as he continued pounding into you. Suddenly, you felt yourself being pulled up again by the hair. The tips of your fingers still pressed into the bed as Joshua ran his tongue along your neck. “You like it when I pull on your hair, don’t you slut?” He asked as the hand on your hip moved towards your clit. “You’ve never been fucked this good, have you?” The whisper had your spine tingling and mind reeling.
“No, daddy. You’re the only one who’s fucked me this good.” You cried out as he grasped your breast. You heard a deep chuckle before he bit a spot underneath your ear. “How bad do you want to cum?”
You let out a groan before bringing your hands to his butt, pulling him closer to you, letting him push deeper into you. “So bad, daddy. Please let me cum. I’m gonna lose it if I don’t cum!” You nearly yelled. His only response was to let your scalp go and let his nails dig into your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. You nearly broke out in sobs as he brought one hand to your clit and began rubbing quick, fluid circles. You went silent as you came, seeing stars when you closed your eyes. Toes curling and breath lost, you gasped into the pillows. Joshua’s hold on your hip soon subsided as he came, a deep groan coming from him. He pulled out and let your body fall limp on the bed as he stared at you.
Eyes closed, chest heaving, and hair everywhere, it was sight he truly appreciated. He sat on the side of the bed, also regaining his energy before he finally asked if you had a change of clothes. Your consciousness was in and out at this point. You only wanted to fall asleep on the big, comfortable bed you were currently curled up on.
“Earth to Y/N? Do you have a change of clothes or should I get you another robe?” Joshua asked as he pulled the bed cover over your form. You mumbled where you had left your purse and that he would find clothes in there. He stood in his still naked glory and threw away his condom before finding your purse and taking out your button up and another set of panties you had brought. He laid them on the nightstand by the bed before stroking your hair.
“You did so well, beautiful. You were such a good girl.” He purred as you enjoyed the feeling of his hand patting your head. “You need to stay awake though. Do you want some water?” His hand lightly shook your shoulder before you whispered a tiny yes please. He walked with a smile plastered on his face, enraptured by your adorable behavior. He grabbed a robe from one of the storage units for himself before also grabbing your bottle of water. When he walked back to the bed and sat down beside you, he also grabbed the baby wipes from the bedside table.
You were told to sit up before he handed you your bottle of water. You drank the entire bottle, wanting to hydrate your dry throat and sore body. “Do you want me to clean you up or are you up to doing it yourself?” He asked as he held up a wipe in one hand and the remainder of the pack in the other. “Can you please clean me up?”
He nodded before pulling the covers off of you and wiping your thighs, butt, and face. You makeup came off easily along with whatever else was on your face previously, making Joshua stare at you longer. “You really are a beaut.” He commented before wiping himself clean and throwing away the dirty remnants.
He came back to help you up as you stepped into your panties and he helped button up your shirt.
“Can I see you again?” You asked as you focused on his expression as he finished buttoning your shirt.
“You could always request me. I’d be glad to have you back again.” He smiled.
SEVENTEEN - You and Joshua have a crush on each other but none of you know that. You've been treating each other with hate since you met. // yes, I don't even know what is this. I had another chat, but tumblr just let me upload 10 pics ugh
