Paul was very nervous, he had never been to a club of this sort before. Iain told him not to worry, just do as your told, your good at that, and it will all be fine. Iain stopped the car outside a building which appeared to be a converted warehouse, the poorly lit street was deserted apart from a dozen people waiting to get in. Right he said, get ready, paul just sat for a moment looking at the building. Iain reached over and grabbed his balls, he squeezed painfully, do i have to tell you again, he said.
Paul immediately released his seatblet and began to remove his coat, sorry sir, im sorry, he said. Iain let go, you better watch your behaviour tonight, or else, he said as he released his seatbelt.
With the coat removed paul was wearing a pair of leather chaps and boots, the chaps left his arse completely exposed and a small leather apron barely covered his cock and balls around his neck he wore a studded collar with a leash attached and on each wrist and ankle a leather cuff which Iain connected with a short length of chain. Iain took hold of the leash and tugged, move it bitch, he said.
Paul followed behind, as they approached the door the doorman nodded to Iain and waved them straight in.
Inside Iain stopped and paid the fees then chatted with the club manager, they discussed Iain's new bitch in training, talking about paul as if he was not there.
This was to be expected, as Ian's sub, he did as he was told and spoke only when an answer was required.
The club manager, with Iain's permission, groped paul's cock and balls squeezing hard enough to illicit a moan of pain, he pinched and twisted Paul's nipples and enjoyed the pained expressions on his face.
Perhaps you will loan your new bitch to me for a while, he said to Iain. Maybe later on this evening Iain said.
Iain removed a short leather flogger and a two tail tawse from the small holdall and left the bag in a locker in the entrance foyer, he clipped the key onto paul's PA, you look after that now, he laughed and led paul further into the club.
The place was very warm and dimly lit, it was fairly spacious with booths as well as tables and a long bar.
Iain tugged on the leash and led him to the bar, he sat on a stool and freed his semi hard cock to flop on his thigh, he indicated that paul should kneel at his side.
As he knelt down, paul looked around and saw the same scenario at various points around the room and at the bar.
Iain grabbed his head and pulled his face into his crotch, suck me bitch, he said.
Paul started to protest about it being public but iain shoved his cock into his mouth and hissed, i warned you to behave, now you will pay for not listening.
He stood up and led paul over to a rack constructed of scaffold poles, he attached pauls wrist and ankle cuffs to chains hanging from the rack. Paul was spreadeagled on the rack, his ass exposed to the world, Iain took the tawse and began to lay a pattern of stripes on the pale flesh.
Paul howled in pain from the leather impacting on his soft white asscheeks and tears began to stream down his face, Iain produced a cock shaped gag and forced it into paul's mouth, fastening the straps behind his head. A small group gathered to watch as Iain punished his sub, a couple of doms making suggestions as to technique and commenting that it was much more pleasant in the club when they did not have to listen to some fat slut squealing like a little girl.
When he was satisfied with the beating Iain removed the gag and offered his hard cock to Paul, Well bitch? he said, Paul immediately strained to get the hard member into his mouth, he managed to suck on the head but Iain was deliberately staying back a little.
'You want more of a beating bitch?', Iain asked, Paul frantically shook his head whilst trying desperately to suck more of Iains cock into his mouth.
'Well suck my cock you useless fat cunt' saying that he stepped in and shoved his entire 8 inches straight into Paul's mouth. The hard cock hit his throat and Paul gagged, 'You throw up and I will lay your back open with a whip' Iain hissed.
He pulled back a bit and Paul gasped for breath, then it began again.
The cock forced into his throat then withdrew, after a while Paul managed to control his gag reflex.
Iain began to hold his cock in longer, filling Paul's throat and waiting till the last second befor pulling back and letting Paul breathe.
Menwhile, Iain had given the nod to a dom who had indicated an interest, the leather clad muscleman began to finger Pauls ass, forcing one, two then three digits into the tight hole, he began to work Paul opening him up a little in preparation for the fucking which was guaranteed to follow.
This went on for about 25 minutes then suddenly Iain's cock began to expand, with a roar he came, he shot load after load down Paul's abused throat. It spurted out of Paul's mouth to drip down off of his chin.
to be continued later.