The reopening of the Club was inaugurated at 1 p.m. in the company of two players alone, who came to have lunch and rediscover the atmosphere after a few years.
They were soon joined by the rest of the players who had come to spend the afternoon.
Miss Calamity gave one of her submissives his first outing, introducing him to the world of BDSM outside of the private dungeon. She punished him in every room of the Club, beginning by ordering him to undress, wear only a collar, and move only on all fours. His leash tied to the arm of a lounge chair, facing his food bowl, he could serve as a footrest and be mocked for the drool dripping from his mouth, which was stuffed with a gag ball. Seeing this, Miss Calamity grabbed his hair and wiped the floor with her cheek under the mocking gaze of Jody the barmaid.
Six years after crossing the threshold of the Club, M wanted to taste the pleasures of spanking again. Perched on the leather bench in the downstairs room, exposed to voyeurs, her white buttocks stood out against the black fabric of her outfit; she waited, excited, for DirtyVonP's torment.
He was never one to back down when it came to satisfying the ladies (or the gentlemen for the more daring) and he made the pleasure last.
He began by preheating the two globes with his large hand, making them redden delicately while she moaned that she had buttocks to spank.
Then it was the turn of the whip, a little nod to the young lady's name, and under the bite, sometimes caressing, sometimes dry, of the straps she surrendered.
Finally, to conclude this session of pleasure, it was the paddle that imprinted large red marks enhancing the radiance of her alabaster buttocks.
Submissive S, who had attended the beginning of the session, was locked in the cell for a moment so that he could only hear without seeing.
At the end of the session, he was dragged by the leash upstairs where Mademoiselle and Ryouko decided to torture him.
Strapped to the wheel, he was tossed headfirst and whipped.
Having only what is usually covered by underwear, the space was cramped but the blows concentrated. From behind and then from the front, he endured various whippings, slaps, and spitting. Insults and mockery about his condition punctuated the ordeal.
Finally, untied and brought back to the ground, he was able to recover while the cruel Ryouko tortured and crushed his penis with an ice cube and Mademoiselle inserted one into his anus before watching him from afar, enjoying the devotion of her favorite, Daniel, and the wonderful foot massages that the latter provides.
Ryouko, always happy to experience the pleasures of leather, was punished by DirtyVonP. It had been many months since they had seen each other, and the reunion was intense. They indulged themselves: strangulation, dragon tongue, and whipping—enough to make the beautiful girl gasp for air as she surrendered, crying out in pleasure under the blows. "Paingasm"
The trio in the alcove echoed Chloe's sighs and moans with their cries and exclamations of pleasure.
She receives a good beating – front and back – from her Master DirtyVonP.
Dragon's tongue and whip were used and applied methodically, not to redden but to turn blue the golden skin of this pretty submissive. Her heavy breasts jiggled with each blow while her buttocks undulated.
She endured her punishment with dignity, tears rolling down her rouged cheeks, leaving long streaks of wet mascara.
Mademoiselle had ordered Soumis S to make himself a little useful and serve as a display stand for whips, so he, still naked and on all fours, impressed to find himself in this sanctuary of perverse pleasures facing Chloé, religiously offered DirtyVonP the instruments of torture and one could see in his eyes the admiration he felt for Chloé.
Then, a quartet of friends, who had come to introduce the Club to the new submissive of one of them, took the place of Chloé and DirtyVonP, and still under the gaze of the voyeurs and submissive S, Master I undertook to make his protégé taste, first the cat-o'-nine-tails and then the whip, the blows alternating with intimate caresses on the chest and the sex.
Finally it was Poulpiste's turn, the more seasoned one who endured the two stinging straps with delight, the whippers, Master I and E, his companion, alternating the gesture and sharing the back of the beauty.
Let us not forget Braco the worm, who, scorned by Mademoiselle, crawled endlessly seeking attention at the feet of all the women present, trying to offer his services.
Let us thank A, who, under his reserved air, gave us the pleasure of coming to celebrate his birthday with us and discover the Club for the occasion, as well as the other couples who shared games and naughty pleasures in the corners of the Club.
See you next Friday at 1 p.m.
We would like to inform you that the catered platters are €15 per person and include a complimentary glass of wine. Service is available between 1:00 PM and 2:30 PM.
Save the date: Friday, September 28th, for the Dictation workshop with Mademoiselle Calamity. Don't forget your copy, your pen, and to learn your poem.
Miss Calamity will be delighted to correct your papers and your behinds, assisted by the Divine Ryouko, who will now officiate every Friday for the most recalcitrant. It's impossible to miss this fetishist of latex and stiletto heels.
