Adventures at The Flamingo Club by Willing Lee

Chapter One – The Introduction to sex.

I had often fantasised about sex, different types of sex, but never had the guts to see any of these fantasies
through. Then one day, I unexpectedly got my chance. I had occasionally gone to the public toilets, hoping for
a chance sexual encounter, perhaps a quick jerk off, or to try sucking a cock, but I had always lost my nerve
and run off. You see, I am an Assistant Bank Manager, and if I got caught, the public disgrace would be
unbearable. I don’t have wife to worry about but my career could be ruined, and I am very young for the
position I hold.

One day, I went to the Toilets and sat in the centre cubicle. There was a glory hole in one wall, and I quickly
became aware of a man on the other side. He indicated for me to put my cock through for him to work on, and
I managed to overcome my nerve enough to stand up and put my semi erect cock into the hole. I felt a warm
mouth quickly envelop my knob, and I quickly got harder. As he was doing this, someone pushed the door
open and saw me pressed against the wall. Before I could stop him, he pushed his way into my cubicle and
held me to the wall so that I couldn’t draw back. Then he placed his hands on my arse cheeks, squeezing and
kneading them, and rubbing his bands along my exposed thighs and backside. I found this exhilarating and
groaned my pleasure while the mouth on the other side of the wall continued to suck my cock.

After a short time, the man behind me moved back, lifted my upper clothing to reveal my backside, and
smacked me hard on the butt about five or six times. I was shocked, but the warm tingling I felt on my
backside convinced me that I had secretly enjoyed this short spanking. Then he quickly pushed his pelvis into
my back, and I felt his hardened cock pressing between my arse cheeks and towards my virgin anus. Then,
before he could penetrate me, the door flew open again, and I was stunned by two or three flashes of light. I
looked to my right and saw another man taking photos of the action. As quickly as this had happened, he ran
out of the toilet. We were all shocked and the action quickly stopped, the other two men quickly dressing and
leaving. I stood there for a short while, my trousers at my ankles, and my cock getting smaller and softer as I
contemplated the possibilities.

I waited a few minutes, then I decided to leave. I hurried out and started back towards the Bank. I did not see
the man watching me from across the street, nor did I see him discretely following me. I arrived back at work
and sat in my office, hoping that nothing would come of this incident. I was quickly proved wrong.

About an hour later, my secretary called me to say that there was a man asking to see me. He had no
appointment, but felt sure that I would see him as he had something of mutual interest to discuss. My heart
sank, but I decided to see him, in case it was entirely innocent. He was shown into the office, and I vaguely
recognised him as the man with the camera. In fact, he held the camera in his hands, almost like a tantalising
threat. He quickly got down to business. “I hold here clear evidence of what you get up to in public toilets.
Would you like to see?” and upon that, he produced some prints showing me facing a wall, with a man behind
me, both of us naked from the waist down, and another of a man sucking on my cock. “I’m sure that you don’t
want these getting into the wrong hands, so I am willing to come to an arrangement with you.”

“How much do you want?” I asked, expecting some ridiculous amount of money to be extorted from me or the
Bank. “Oh, I don’t want money ….” he started, “… I just want some of your time. 24 hours to be precise.” I
was confused, and it clearly showed on my face because he continued “Let me explain. I want you to make
yourself available to me, for my total use and pleasure for 24 hours. After that you will be free to go and the
print and negatives will be yours to keep.” I stared at him speechless. Then he continued “Here is the
arrangement. I want you as my sex slave for one day. You will attend this address” and he handed me a
business card with his home address on it, “wearing a suspender belt, stockings and a dress with high heels,
and you will submit to whatever I want for the duration. After 24 hours you are free to go.” Then he got up
and started to leave. “If you do not turn up by 11 p.m. Friday night, the papers, the Police and your Head
Office will receive these pictures” and he walked out.
I pondered this proposition for a long time, until I decided that I would do it. After all, 24 hours of degradation
against a lifetime of misery was little contest. I went to the shops to purchase the necessary clothing. I am not
too big, in height or build, I am slim with a pert backside, so I figured that if I described a woman fitting my
size as my wife, I should easily find clothing to fit. I bought black stockings and suspender belt, tight fitting
lace panties, shoes that I would be able to walk in, and a loose fitting shift dress.

That Friday night, dressed for all the world like a demure and sexy lady, I made my way to the address. As I
walked up to the door, my stomach started to do somersaults and I became very nervous as well as excited. I
rang the ball and the door was answered by my “master” for the next 24 hours. He was dressed casually and
invited me in. “Very nice”he said softly, and quickly ran his hand up my leg until he touched the flesh at the
top of the stockings, “very nice indeed, and right on time.”

He did not waste time on small talk, and took me straight through to his bedroom. There was a big bed in the
centre, with lots of pillows and cushions at the head. “I want you to take off the dress and shoes but leave the
rest on” he commanded. I undressed as instructed and stood there, resplendent in sexy underwear with my
cock bulging inside the lace panties. He arranged the pillows on the centre of the bed and said “Right, lay over
these, face down and across the bed”. I climbed on and positioned myself so that my pelvis was on the biggest
pile of pillows, raising my backside high in the air and the rest of me draped on either side. He moved round to
my head and took my right wrist. He quickly secured it with a strap that was tied to the corner of the bed and
repeated this with my other wrist. The procedure was over so quickly that I didn’t have time to struggle. Then
he moved to the other side, and secured both ankles in the same way. I was now spread-eagled, arms and
legs wide apart, and totally vulnerable to his every wish.

He moved again to my head and I could now see that he was naked, his hard penis sticking out from under his
beer belly. His cock was not too big, but then size isn’t everything (as they say!). He pushed his cock towards
my head and said “Okay, start sucking, bitch!” I took him into my mouth, the dryness in my mouth being
quickly replaced with saliva and his own juices as I worked my lips and mouth on his cock. As I sucked he
stroked my hair and muttered words I couldn’t make out. Then he suddenly moved away from me and went to
the other side of the bed. I could hear but not see him. Then I felt an almighty stinging pain on my backside,
and I realised that he had hit me hard with a slipper. I bounced in surprised response to this, and he delivered
a further ten or fifteen similar blows, all hard, all stinging and all painful, across my waiting backside. I
wriggled in vain at the restraints that held me there in position, making my exposed and reddening arse
accessible for his punishing treatment. After another five painful blows he stopped, jumped on the bed
between my open legs, and ripped the lace panties off my swollen and bright red backside. I felt him prise
open my buttocks and spread lubricant jel onto my anal opening. Then he lay his weight on me as he pressed
his swollen cock slowly and carefully into my rectum. I felt the initial pain as he pushed himself inside me,
and then my sphincter muscles relaxed to allo
w him further, deeper entry into my bowels. The stinging pain on the flesh of my buttocks eased, sending
warmth deeper into my stomach as I felt this man start to fuck me, pushing his cock deep into my arse, then
pull out before plunging back in. He rode me rough and hard for several minutes before I felt him tense and he
pushed one last time to ensure that his cock remained deep inside me while he shot his load of cum into my
intestines. His cock throbbed and pulsated as each stream of cum left him and entered me. When he was
finished, he collapsed onto me, temporarily pushing the wind out of my lungs. Then he got off and untied my
arms and legs. I lay there, gasping for air as this was the first time I had been fucked properly by a man, and I
realised that I had quite enjoyed it.

After some minutes, I saw that he had put a dressing gown on and was talking almost matter of fact to me.
“Let’s have a drink, then you can have a shower” he said. We shared a drink, and I glanced at the clock,
seeing that it was only 11.20, and I had another 23 hours and forty minutes of this to come!

When drinks had finished, he showed me where the shower was. I stripped off the remaining clothes and
stepped gratefully into the shower. The hot water trickled down my body, touching the tender skin of my
recently beaten backside, tickling the soft skin of my belly and groin and running down my legs. I thrilled at
the touch of the water, so much so that I didn’t hear him enter the shower to join me. I was awoken from my
reverie when his hands slid round my body from behind, gently stroking and caressing my nipples with one
hand, and my now flaccid cock with the other. His lips stroked the skin of my neck and shoulders, and I could
feel his cock once again becoming hard and pressing lazily against my buttocks. He continued fondling me with
one hand and moved the other to help place his now erect cock between my arse cheeks. He pushed against
the already weary hole, and entered me quickly and easily. He fucked me from behind, while standing in the
shower, with slow and subtle plunges of his meaty cock inside me. He did not rush and was the opposite of the
first fuck, being gentle and considerate this time. The water played over our bodies and he started to speed up
his thrusting, pressing my face and chest against the glass wall of the shower and holding my hips firmly to
help his final climax as he emptied his balls a second time into my willing bowels. After he had finished, he
withdrew and stepped out of the shower. Before closing the door, he said “I want you to put the stockings and
suspender back on when you have finished. Then we will go to bed, to sleep.”

I finished showering and dressed as instructed. He took me to the bed, and I noticed that the pillows had been
moved. We got into bed, and went to sleep, He occasionally stroked the soft skin at the top of the stockings
before dropping off into a deep sleep.

I was awoken from my sleep when I felt him lying on top of me, pressing his hard cock between my butt
cheeks. I was face down and my legs were apart. He entered me again, and fucked me in a hurried way,
taking only a couple of minutes to shoot his cum inside me. I pretended to be asleep through this, and when
he was finished, he rolled off, muttering apologies. Then he stroked my backside and whispered “I’m sorry. I’ll
make it up to you tomorrow.” Then he turned over and went to sleep.

I woke up at about 7 a.m. to find him gone. I could hear his voice in another room, so I got up and tiptoed to
hear what he was doing. He was talking on the telephone in a hushed voice, and I heard him say “It’s true,
Phil. I’ve got him here for the rest of the day. He takes a good spanking, sucks cock wonderfully, and fucks like
a whore! Get Steve and the other two and get over here. I promise you won’t be sorry!” Then he put the
phone down so I quietly hurried back to bed and lay there with my eyes closed. I heard him look in and check
that I was asleep and then he left me there.

After about 45 minutes, I was still in bed and I heard him answer the door. I could hear muffled voices, all
male, and the front door shut. I sensed them come to the bedroom. I was lying on my stomach, still wearing
the stockings and suspenders, eyes closed as if sleeping. I felt the duvet slowly pulled off the bed and I felt the
sudden cool air brush over my body. I heard one of them whistle softly and say “Wow! Look at that beautiful
arse!” Others giggled appreciatively, and I felt the weight on one of them on the bed. Then I felt a blindfold
being put over my head, so that light was obscured. One of them then grabbed my ankles and slowly dragged
me towards the bottom of the bed until my hips were over the end of the bed and my knees of the floor. As I
lay there, I heard them getting undressed. One of them had a leather belt and he wasted very little time in
using it on my protruding arse. The first blow landed across the crack of my bum, biting into both cheeks
simultaneously and raising a red weal across my buttocks. I jumped and screamed, only to be held in place by
other strong hands. He delivered a second and third blow, equally hard and painful and I felt like by backside
was on fire. Then he dropped the belt and picked up the slipper used the previous night. He pounded my
backside, first the right cheek, then the left. I could feel the flesh of my buttocks jumping with each repeated
blow, getting hotter and redder as the pain coursed deeper into my insides. After about forty such stinging
smacks, he stopped and I felt one of them stroking my reddened flesh gently with their hand. Then I felt more
jel being applied to my ring before one of them pushed a thick hard shaft of swollen meat between my cheeks
and enter my bowels while I lay on the edge of the bed, receiving the fourth fucking in about eight hours. It
was clearly not the original man, and I think he had brought four of his friends for fun – maybe to “make it up
to me tomorrow” as he promised?

This man fucked me long and gently, easing his hardened cock into me until I felt the tickle of his pubic hair on
my sphincter and then drawing back until only his bulbous knob remained inside me. Then he would push in
again, slowly letting me feel the ridges on his shaft as they ground their way inside me, before reversing. He
carried this on for five minutes or more, and I was fast approaching my climax, when one of the others urged
him to hurry up as they wanted a piece of the action too! With that, he sped up his thrusting, squeezing my
buttocks in time with his lunges, and shortly afterwards I felt him stiffen as he shot his cum into my arse.
When he withdrew, I felt the trickle of spunk running down my thigh and the cool air briefly stroke my
stretched and battered anus.

Still blindfolded, I was lifted onto the bed on all fours, and I felt another cock being pushed onto my lips, and a
hand take hold of the back of my head. I opened my lips and the meaty cock was pushed slowly into my
mouth. At the same time, I felt someone kneel between my thighs, taking up position behind me on the bed.
Then he pushed his equally hard cock against the weakened muscles of my rectum and glided his shaft inside
my aching hole. He started to fuck me slowly, in rhythm with the cock that I was sucking with my mouth. As
the cock in my mouth went in, so the other one was drawn slowly back out. Then the motion was reversed, so
that the cock in my reputed in and my mouth emptied of the rod that was gliding over my tongue and tonsils.
This went on for ten minutes or so, until suddenly the man in my arse gripped my hips and shoved his shaft
deep in as he came inside me. As he finished, the man in my mouth then withdrew and changed places with
him. The cock that I had been sucking was now quickly inserted into my open arse hole, and I started to
receive yet another fucking. The fourth man then took position at my mouth, and I was made to suck on his
joint for all I was worth. The two of them rode my arse and mouth in unison for five minutes or so, and then
suddenly they
both came, filling my arse and
mouth with equal quantities of hot salty sperm.

When they had all finished, I collapsed on the bed and one of them then removed my blindfold. I could see
that they were all in their thirties, well hung and totally satisfied with me! They then left the room, leaving just
my “master for the day”. He said “See, I told you I would make it up to you!”. He smiled at me and then said
“Call me John. Right, for the rest of the day, you can wear this” – holding up a small pinafore apron – “and
look after us. First of all, we want a cup of coffee”. I went into the kitchen and boiled the kettle. As I was
standing at the sink, washing the cups, John came up behind me and started groping and squeezing my
buttocks with both hands, pushing me forward over the sink. I was on tip toes, and couldn’t do much to stop
him. He slid his now erect cock between by cheeks and started to fuck me, thrusting with short but powerful
lunges in and out of my arse. The sink was banging against the wall, and the world outside was blurred
because of the strength of his pounding. I was grateful that no one outside could see me being fucked in this
animal way, as each fresh lunge lifted me off the floor slightly and his pelvis slapped against my butt cheeks.
Eventually, he shot another load inside me, and then pulled out of me. He slapped me hard on the rump, said
“Where’s the coffee then?”, and went and sat with the others.

I staggered in with the tray of drinks and put them down on the table. As I turned to walk away, one of them
grabbed my wrist and pulled me over the arm of the settee. My hips were over the arm, raising my buttocks
into the perfect spanking position, my chest was over his lap and my head landed in the lap of the man next to
him. This man already had his cock out and it was semi hard. He pulled my head onto it, inserting it into my
mouth and making it impossible for me not to suck. As I started to suck him, making wet slurping noises, the
other man started to spank my backside with his hand. As each fresh blow landed, I felt my cheeks sting a
little more, glow a little more and the heat of sex burn deeper into my being. I now sucked greedily of the
ramrod cock in my mouth while the hand kept on delivering bow after delicious blow onto my crimson
backside. When the man in my mouth finally came, with a cry of ecstasy, the spanking stopped and I was
helped up.

The rest of the day passed fairly quietly, and about six o’clock, John said “Okay. Get dressed in your dress and
shoes. We’re all going to the Club.” “What Club?” I asked, and with a knowing smirk he said “Don’t worry. I’m
sure you will like it.”

End of Chapter One.

We all piled into a car, and since it was a five seater, and there were five of them, I had to sit on John’s lap for
the journey. He took time to fondle and caress my thighs and buttocks, but nothing more happened on the
half hour journey to the Club. When we got there, it was as unlike a Club as I could imagine. Just a single door
with a small letter box for people to look out – no neon lights, no obvious clientele. John went to the door and
spoke to someone through the letter box and the door was opened. Two big bouncers stood on guard inside.
Once inside, I could hear music and lots of voices, so I figured this must be the Club. The five men were all
recognised as members and were let through. As I tried to follow, one of the bouncers stopped me with a big
hand on the chest. John called back “It’s okay. He … she’s a guest of mine”. he bouncer looked at me
doubtfully and then said “Just a quick search – for security” and he started to run his rough hands over my
body. He put his hand on my knee and slowly dragged it up the stocking until he touched the flesh of my
thigh. Then he moved his hand over until he touched me firmly on the genitals, then smiled to himself and said
“Okay. Pass through.”

I went into the Club and caught sight of John, but the others seemed to have disappeared into the crowd.
There must have been four or five hundred in there, all men. Some were dancing to the music, wrapped in
each other’s arms, kissing and petting like lovers. Many were drinking and I followed John through the crowd. I
occasionally felt a hand slip up my skirt and squeeze by bum, but when I tried to see who it was, I couldn’t
make out who was responsible, so I very quickly gave up trying, and just let the gropers have their cheap
thrills. John bought me a drink and introduced me to two men. They were American, both very tall and
powerfully built, and dressed the part, including the big cowboy hats. John introduced me as “Lesley”, the sort
of name that can apply to a man or woman. “Howdy, ma’am” they both drawled, tipping their hats briefly in
courteous salute. Then John said “I believe they would likea dance” and he walked away. The first one, Hank,
took my arm and led me to the floor. The music was slow, so he quickly wrapped his arms round me and held
me tightly to him. I could feel his erection through the jeans he was wearing, and his hands started to lift my
dress up higher, bunching the cloth in his hands until my naked backside was clearly visible from behind. I
tried to break free but he held me firm. Then I heard the other one, Chuck, behind me. He said “It’s okay,
baby, just relax and enjoy the ride” and with this I felt him slide his erect pole between my ass cheeks and
enter, with little resistance, my arse hole. As he pressed it slowly deeper into me, I could see Hank smiling and
continuing to hold me tight, dancing slightly to the music. Then he put his mouth over mine and started to kiss
me. His tongue lashed around in my mouth and we both kissed passionately while Chuck fucked me from
behind. After some minutes of this, my breathing had become heavy and desperate and I felt Chuck come
inside my guts. Then he drew himself out of me and Hank spun me round, pushing me towards Chuck. Chuck
then repeated what Hank had done, kissing me on the mouth, exploring my tongue with his own and holding
the dress up to enable Hank to slide easily inside my arse. He then also fucked me standing there, and I was
oblivious to everyone else in the room. The second fucking was harder and more exquisite, lifting me off the
ground with each lunge as I stood there impaled on his mighty cock. When he eventually came inside me, I
felt the hot sperm trickle down my thigh. They both then tipped their hats again, said “Thank you kindly,
ma’am” and walked away.

I could hear noises around me, but in my shocked state, I didn’t register at first that it was the crowd in the
immediate vicinity applauding my double fuck! I regained my senses and moved into the crowd, heading
towards a stage that stretched across the dance floor, allowing spectators on both sides to see the
performance. An announcement was made about a dancer called The Python who was coming on the stage.
The crowd was so thick that I had to push through a small gap to get through to see anything. I was leaning
with my elbows on the stage floor, and my hips and legs stuck behind two men who were either side of me
also close to the stage. I didn’t want to move or I would have lost my place so I stayed where I was. The
Python came out, dancing to recorded music, gyrating and writhing in an erotic manner, thrusting his bulging
crotch at various members of the crowd. He started taking his few clothes off, and when he got down to his G
string, the bulge could be seen to be real! His cock was enormous, at least a foot long, thick and throbbing. He
held it in one hand while inviting various people to reach out and touch him. As this was happening, I felt my
dress being lifted up, and a pair of legs pushed between my own. I couldn’t move because of the hysteria of
the crowd at the Python’s act, and I had to stand there while an unknown cock was inserted into my anus and
I was given an anonymous fucking right there on the dance floor. My latest lover fucked me well, not rushing
but with just enough urgency to make me swoon with lust. Python must have noticed my bleary eyed look,
because he came over to me and
pushed his massive cock towards my mouth. The crown cheered loudly, shouting encouragement to me to
“suck that mighty snake!”. I willingly obliged, taking the swollen and throbbing knob into my mouth while Mr
Nobody continued to fuck my arse with increasing vigour and energy. I sucked the cock, taking as much as I
could into my mouth and throat without gagging, licking his balls and running my hand up and down the entire
length of his magnificent member. Eventually, my unknown fuck ended with a burst of hot creamy cum inside
my bowels, just as Python unloaded an immense quantity of his own cum down my throat and into my
stomach.

As the music died away, and the crowd moved off, I was left there, still leaning on the stage, cum dribbling
down my legs where my rectum was unable to keep it all in, and the taste of Python in my mouth. I stood up
slowly, and saw John across the room, smiling at me. I walked over to him and he said “Well, that’s the end of
my 24 hours. Thanks, I enjoyed it a lot. I hope you did too” and he handed me the photographs and
negatives, as promised.

He later dropped me off near my home, and I went in, pondering what future I would have now that I had
tried my fantasies out, and found they were completely to my liking. Now, I thought, if I could only become a
member of that Club, I could have more fun!

To be continued

Adventures at The Flamingo Club by Willing Lee Part 2

Chapter Three – The Membership application.

About a week later, once by battered backside and my stretched and raw anus had recovered, I went
searching for the Club. I eventually found it in a side street near the City Centre. It was later afternoon, and I
saw some men approach the door and let in so I made my way to the door. I rang the bell and the letter box
opened so the doorman could look out. He saw me and asked tersely “Yes?”. “I’d like to join the Club” I said
and the door was opened for me to walk in. Once inside I saw there were two burly doormen, both powerfully
built, one white and one black. The white one said “How can we help?” and I replied “I would like to apply for
membership. How much will it cost?” They exchanged glances and the white one said “To become a member
you have to see the Manager. He will explain everything to you.” “Fine” I said “Is he in? Can I see him now?”

He said “Yes, he’s in. But before you get to see him, there is something that you have to do. Go into that
room… ” and he indicated a door in the corner “… and strip all your clothes off. Then wait for us to come in.”

My stomach lurched in fear and excitement, but I obeyed his instructions. I stood in the small room completely
naked, with my clothes in a heap on the floor, wondering what was to happen. I stood alone for about five
minutes, during which time my cock had fallen from erect to flaccid. Then the door opened and both men
came into the room. The white one did all the talking. “In order to see the Manager, you have to do a little
task for us first.” Then he dropped his trousers and boxers, revealing a large and thick ramrod stiff cock with a
swollen purple head. “Suck this, and don’t spill a drop!” he ordered.

I knelt down in front of him and took him into my mouth, working my head up and down on his firm shaft. I
bobbed my head up and down, taking as much of his meat in my mouth and throat as I could manage. The
saliva made wet slurping sounds as I worked his big cock in and out of my mouth, sometimes running my
tongue over the head and sliding it down the full length of his cock until I could smell the salty sweat of his
balls. I massaged his rod while I sucked lightly on each ball, and tickled the tender skin between his legs with
my finger. Then I return his cock to my mouth and sucked hard and fast to finally bring him to his climax. He
held my head in his hands as he pumped his hips back or forth, pushing his cock deep into my hot mouth.
Then he tensed and I felt his cock throb and swell as he started to shoot his load of cum onto my tongue and
down my throat. I swallowed greedily until his cock went softer in my mouth and I had drained every bit of his
juice.

Then he said “Now do the same to my pal” and I saw that the black man had already prepared himself. His
cock looked longer and thicker than the first one, shining darkly from his black curly bush of pubic hair, and
two heavy balls hanging below. I scrambled over on my knees to take this tremendous prick into my mouth
and started working him into my mouth. I sucked hard on it, running my tongue round the circumference of
his shaft and licking furiously at the large head. I nibbled lightly on the hard meat of his rod, licking and
tantalising him while jerking my hand up the length of it to bring him close to orgasm. I sucked his balls and
then ran my tongue along the full length of it until my mouth slipped easily over the head and he plunged his
mighty cock into my mouth and towards my throat. I groaned and suddenly tensed as he released masses of
his cum juice into my stomach. I sucked and swallowed until he was also empty. As he withdrew his cock from
my mouth, the white one said “That was so good. Now go through that door….” indicating a second door “…
and you will see the Manager. Good luck with your application!”

I pushed the door, which was quite heavy, and went through. The next room was quite large, with a desk
behind which sat a man, presumably the Manager. As I turned to close the door, I noticed that it had a full
length mirror on it. I caught sight of my naked body in the reflection, and turned to walk to the desk. I noticed
that the Manager watched my reflection in the mirror, so he could see the swaying and wriggling movement of
my buttocks as I walked towards him. My cock had become hard again after the two blow jobs I had had to
give, and as I approached the desk he said “Just stand there while I explain the process. I understand you
want to become a member of the Club?” I nodded my agreement but before I could speak he said “This is a
very exclusive club, catering for very specialist tastes. Do you understand?” I nodded again. “Membership is
not by payment of money, but by a series of tests. If you complete the tests, your membership is guaranteed.
We have three types of membership – Weekend (Saturday and Sunday), five day (through the week) and full
seven day membership. You must be accepted for weekend membership first, then you can apply for five day
membership, and only when those applications are successful will seven day membership be available. Do you
understand?” I nodded a third time. “If at any time you want to stop any of the tests you can, but your
application will terminate at that point. Clear?” I nodded again. “For the weekend membership, I require you to
submit yourself to a spanking from me. I will spank you with twenty five blows with the slipper. Do you wish to
continue with your application?” My mouth went dry, but I nodded and said “Yes, sir, I wish to proceed.” “Very
well” he said, and led me to a bench with padding in the centre, so that it form a mound in the middle. “Lie
across that with your hips at the top” he said. I climbed on and did as instructed. The effect was that my
backside was sticking proudly up in the air, while my legs dangled helplessly on one side, and my upper body
and arms on the other.

“Twenty five” he repeated, and then he picked up the slipper, which was rubber soled, and looked quite heavy.
He walked over and stroked my buttocks softly before standing back, raising his arms and bringing the slipper
crashing down across both buttocks with a loud “crack!!” causing immense pain to course through my buttocks
and making me jump. I lay there waiting for the next blow, and he delivered it directly onto the left cheek
“thwack!!” making me jerk and cry out in pain. Then he delivered the next to the right cheek “crack!!” and I
wriggled and writhed in pain. “You will find the rest of the test will take a little time, as I don’t want to rush
this. You have a beautiful bottom for spanking, so round and pert, and the skin responds nicely to punishment.
You are starting to turn a nice shade of pink. If you want me to stop, I will” he invited, but I was determined
to see this through so I said “No, sir. Please continue”. With that he continued my spanking, delivering the
blows alternately to left and right cheek, with the same degree of force and pain, taking about ten seconds
between each blow. My backside was tingling and burning, but I kept quiet, counting each blow in my mind.
“Nine – ouch – ten – ow!” I thought, “eleven – aargh! – twelve – oooh!” it continued. With each new blow, I
found my ability to tolerate the pain getting better. I still felt the pain, but its effect was more erotic and I
found myself longing for the blows to come. “Eighteen – aah! – nineteen – ouch! -twenty – oh yes! – twenty
one – oh, harder!! – twenty two – don’t stop!” the blow kept coming, with what seemed longer pauses
between each one. I could hear that he was breathless with exertion, and the pause lasted about thirty
seconds, during which time my buttocks tingled and ached as the skin swelled and stretched under his
punishing service. The final three seemed to be harder and delivered across the crack of both buttocks
“Twenty three – wow!! – twenty four – holy shit!! – twenty five – ow, ow, ouch!!!!” I lay there waiting for
more, but he just gently rubbed his hand over m
y burning flesh and caressed my re
ddened buttocks, saying “That is all. You have done well!” and walked away to his desk.

I lay there for a minute or so, reflecting on the spanking that I had received, and the excitement that it had
generated in my loins. I got off the bench and walked over to the desk, my cock standing up proud and eager.
“I can confirm that you are now a weekend member. Congratulations”. I said “Thank you, sir. How do I find
out about the five day membership?” He smiled at me and said “For that you have to go through that door…”
indicating a door at the other side of the room, also with a full length mirror on it “… and see the twins.” I
nodded and started to move towards the door but he stopped me with the words “but to see the twins you
have to do something for me first.” I turned round and saw that he was now naked from the waist down, and
his huge cock was erect and sticking out pointing straight at me. “Come here a suck this, but be careful not to
spill a drop on the carpet!” I walked back to him and knelt down to take him into my mouth. His salty taste
filled my nostrils and mouth instantly, and I started sucking on his hard prick for all I was worth. I had had
plenty of practice today, so I delivered his blow job with all the talent and energy that I could muster. He
seemed to appreciate my efforts, and wrapped his legs round my back so that I was effectively trapped in his
groin until I had finished him off. My head bobbed wildly over his cock, and I sucked and licked his balls with
equal pleasure. I drew my head slowly up his shaft until my lips were kissing his knob and then plunged him
deep into my throat before repeating this. Eventually he stiffened his legs and shot his load of cum down my
throat. I swallowed all of his cum and when he was relaxed, he let me go. I stood and walked, ever so slowly,
towards the door. In the mirror, I could see him watching the sway of my bright red buttocks as I moved and
went through the door.

The next room was about the same size as the Manager’s, and as I looked over my shoulder going through the
door, the same full length mirror was there. I could see two men standing in the centre of the room by a bed.
They were identical twins, in their late twenties, blonde hair, slim but muscular build, and they were both
naked! Their sizeable erections pointed at me, and as I approached, they smiled. I quickly realised that they
were not looking at me as they smiled, but at my reflection in the mirror. They could clearly see my crimson
buttocks swaying as I walked, and they could tell that I had just received a sound spanking from the Manager.
One of them said “I understand you want to become a five day member.” I nodded, my mouth going dry in
anticipation. “It is clear from your rosy cheeks that you have qualified as a weekend member so let me explain
the test. You must submit to receiving a spanking from both of us – twenty five smacks each, delivered
alternately to your beautiful butt. If you agree, and we complete the test, your membership will be confirmed.
Do you wish to proceed?” I reflected on how much I had eventually enjoyed the spanking from the Manager,
and wondered if these two strong men would do any better. I suspected so! I nodded and said “Yes, please
proceed.”

They took me to the bed, which was slightly higher than a normal bed, and leaned me over the edge, so that I
was standing on the floor, but my hips were against the edge, pushing my buttocks out for service, and my
upper body was lying on the top of the bed. Then they took both my arms and spread them out sideways,
strapping them to the bed so that I was unable to get up, even if I wanted to! “Once we start, we don’t stop
till we finish. Do you wish to proceed?” I shuddered in fear and excitement, wondering whether I would be
able to stand a constant barrage of pain from these two athletes, but my determination was such that I heard
myself saying “Yes, please, proceed with my punishment.”

They stood on either side of my waiting backside, one holding a slipper in the right hand, the other in the left.
They both lifted their arms outwards to begin my ‘test’, and when the first blow landed, quickly followed by the
second and third, I realised that they meant business. “Whack!” “Whack!” “crack!!” “crack!” the blow landed
with awesome accuracy and regularity. I tried counting each blow but after about fifteen, the pain was so
intense, and my wriggling so frantic that I lost count. I stood there, my backside receiving a pounding from the
slippers – right, left, right, left – and me wincing and gritting my teeth in pleasurable pain until suddenly they
stopped. I could hear them both panting with exertion, and my buttocks felt like they were on fire. They
examined my skin for damage, saw nothing serious, other than deep red marks from the slippers and bruising
to evidence the ferociousness of their spanking of me. Then they released me from the straps and said
“Congratulations. You are now a five day member. You have a wonderful backside for spanking.”. I slowly
stood up, the pain in my buttocks subsiding to a hot glow and I gently massaged both cheeks in silent
acknowledgement of their talent to bring pain and pleasure to me. They stood facing me, arms draped across
each other’s shoulders, cock still erect and swollen with lust. I steeled my nerve and asked “How do I enquire
about full seven day membership?”. They smiled at me and one of them said “For that you have to see the
Committee, through that door” and they pointed to a door on the opposite side of the room. I started to move
towards the door, with its obligatory mirror, when they called me back. “But first, you must do something for
us” one said. The thought of sucking both these lovely cocks excited me so without question I said “Yes, of
course!”
“Before you agree” he said “I will tell you what it is. You will suck my cock, making sure to drink my cum
down, while my brother here fucks your arse. Do you still want to see the Committee?” My legs almost buckled
at the thought. Having already experience this, I said without hesitation “Yes, I do.” I was then told to climb
on the bed on all fours, and they took up positions at either end of my waiting and willing body. I slowly took
the one cock in my mouth, savouring its taste and feel on my tongue and started to rock so that I was able to
take him deeper into my mouth. I sucked happily and was so lost in lust that I didn’t feel the second one
parting my buttocks and spreading cream onto my anus. Then I felt him put his pulsating cock head against
my hole and concentrated to relax the muscles so that his entry would not cause me too much pain. I focussed
on the cock in my mouth and felt the ‘plop’ as the swollen head of the other cock finally broke into my rectum.
Then they both started to ride me, rhythmically and deeply, pushing and pulling their meaty cocks in and out
of both holes in unison. They did not seem to be in a hurry, and I relaxed and started to enjoy the experience.
They were very good, controlling their movements and using my body to their fullest pleasure. I could feel the
one’s balls and stomach slapping against my burning backside as he penetrated deeper into my bowels, while
the pubic hair of the other tickled my nose as his cock slid deep into my throat. After about ten minutes of this
gentle fucking, they speeded up, and I could feel them both approaching their climax. The one behind me
grabbed my hips in both hands and squeezed hard as he lurched and held his stiff cock deep inside me to
release his cum into me. At the same time, the other one held my head and drained his balls into my mouth,
pressing his cock into my throat to make sure I drank it all down. I glanced across at the mirror on the door
and got a perfect view of the action, me on my knees with these two gorgeous men inside me, one at each
end. I saw them give each other a high five and then they kissed, deeply and passionately while their cocks
remained inside my body. As their cocks shrank back to normal size, they withdrew and I collapsed on the bed,
relishing the experience in my mind a litt
le longer. Then one
of them said “Okay. The Committee will be waiting for you. Good luck!”

I thanked them and walked slowly towards the door. In the mirror, I could see them admiring my red raw ass,
and no doubt pondering what was to come to me in the next room.

I pushed through the heavy door, my legs weak from the beating and the fucking I had just had, but somehow
looking forward to the next ordeal. As I entered the room, I again noticed the door had a mirror on it. The
room was dark except for a small area lit with one small light, and a solitary man standing there, apparently
naked but with a dressing gown on. He said “I am the Chairman of the Committee. I understand you want full
seven day membership?” I nodded and said tremulously “Y-yes, s-sir.” “Come here” he said, and as I walked
towards him, I saw him look appreciatively into the mirror at my scarlet backside. “I see you have qualified
thus far so I will explain the test. The Committee consists of ten members” and with this he flicked a switch
and the lights came on. I could see ten men, including the Chairman, standing in the room with various pieces
of furniture – benches, a bed, chairs – “and each member will spank you no more than ten times with an
implement of their choice. When that has been delivered he will fuck you. This will continue until all members
have spanked and fucked you. If at any time you wish to stop the process, we will stop, but your application
will stop also. Is this clear?” My legs almost buckled at the thought of being treated like this, but I again said
“Yes, sir. Please proceed.”

“Hold out your hands” he instructed, and I obeyed. My hands were tied together in front of me and attached to
a rope that led to a pulley on the ceiling. He led me over to an A-frame with padding on top and I was draped
over this with my hips on the peak, pushing my buttocks high into the air, my feet hanging on one side and my
head on the other. From my position, I could look through my own legs and watch what was happening behind
me. I saw the Chairman remove his gown, and he was indeed naked. His swollen pendulous cock dangled
heavily between his legs as he approached me. In his hand he carried a heavy sports pump and, moving
slightly to the left, he started to deliver the first of the ten heavy blows to my vulnerable backside. The pain
shot through me and I jumped in response to the first whack. He rested his hand on my back while he
delivered the next and the next blows. All ten blows were landed with amazing accuracy and deep pain onto
my quivering buttocks, and then I could see him drop the pump and position himself between my open legs.
Then I felt him open my cheeks and apply some lubricant to my already penetrated hole. Then he carefully
pushed his knob against my opening and immediately the muscles relaxed to allow him entry. He pushed
himself deep inside me and then started to fuck with gentle swaying movements in and out. The feeling was
great, and I just lay there feeling the ridges and bumps of his hardened cock as they rode over and into the
soft tissue of my anus and rectum. He squeezed and kneaded my buttocks as he plunged himself into my ass
and after a few minutes, I felt him tense and jerk as he spent his juice inside my bowels. After a short while,
he withdrew his reduced penis from my hole, and stepped away. I was then helped to stand and a second man
came over to me.

He took the rope attached to my wrists and took me to the centre of the room. He pulled on another rope and
my arms were lifted above my head so that I was forced to stand on tip toes. He then walked to a table and
picked up a two foot long wooden ruler, flexing and springing it in the air to demonstrate the whippiness of the
instrument. Then he walked behind me and touched my backside with the cold wood. I flinched at the touch
but instantly relaxed to await his punishment. He swung the ruler back and brought it with a resounding
“thwack!!” across both buttocks. I jumped and cried out in surprise and pain, the red welt from the weapon
burning into my flesh. He waited for me to stop writhing and then delivered his next one. The pain was the
same but my reaction was less energetic. I hung there, feeling my legs starting ache with the effort of holding
myself in place. He swung again and again, hitting a different spot with each blow. My buttocks glowed and
burned with the searing pain of this beating, and after the tenth one had landed, I breathed a sigh of relief
because I was almost ready to call a halt to the test. An order to “Spread your legs” was barked at me, and I
immediately complied. As I stood there with my legs spread apart, I saw my tormentor lie on the floor between
my feet, his stiff cock held in one hand. “Sit down astride me” he said and I did as I was told. As I got onto my
knees, facing his head, he carefully separated my arse cheeks and put his cock against the opening to my arse.
I braced myself as he slid it gently home, pushing the walls of my sphincter aside as he gained deeper entry
into my body.
I sat there, his rigid cock embedded deep inside me as he pushed his hips up and then lowered me down,
fucking me in a position that was new to me. I was able to writhe my hips forward and back in time with his
thrusting, taking my weight on my knees, and the fuck became more pleasurable for both of us. While he was
fucking me, an Asian man, big built with a hairy body and a thick dark and heavy cock walked up and pushed
his swollen cock into my mouth. I sucked on it while riding the cock inside me, but the Asian man indicated
that I should not rush his climax, as he was my next spanker. I continued sucking his cock lightly, taking care
not to excite him too much, and the man underneath me pushed harder and more quickly as his climax got
closer. Suddenly, he let out a cry and raised me off the ground, supporting all my weight on his hips as he shot
his cum into my ass. When he was finished, I was helped to stand up, and the Asian man took me over to the
bed.

I was told to lie on my back on the bed, with my backside on the edge of the bed and my feet on the floor.
The rope securing my hands was drawn over the other side of the bed so that my hands were out of the way.
The Asian man then showed me a tawse, which is a two tongued leather strap, about 18 inches long including
the handle. He then took my ankles and lifted them up high in the air, so that my legs were upright and my
body formed a L shape. By buttocks hung tantalisingly over the edge of the bed. He cross my ankles and held
then with his left hand while he started to thrash the tawse across my butt cheeks. The pain was incredible, I
thought I had been cut in two. After a brief inspection of the damaged area, he brought the second blow
cutting into my backside. I flinched again as the tawse was whipped across my bottom time and again, until
after the tenth searing blow, he dropped it on the floor and lowered my legs slightly. Through the tears in my
eyes, I vaguely saw him slowly lower my legs, hooking them over his forearms, and place himself between my
thighs. His thick cock looked ready to burst, and he first put lubricant on my anus, and then slowly introduced
his bulbous head of his cock into my stretched hole. He pressed it into me slowly, taking time and ensuring it
went all the way in. Once he was totally in, I felt the wiry hair of his pubes stroke the soft skin of my own
cock, then he withdrew quickly out until only the head was still trapped by my sphincter muscles. Then slowly
in again, and quickly out. This fuck was amazing, I felt like I was in heaven and he was so forceful yet so
tender. To make his penetration even deeper, he lifted my hips off the bed using his strong forearms on my
legs. He fucked me in this way for fifteen minutes or so, and then I saw his eyes glaze over and he started
pumping me more steadily, gaining speed with each thrust of his wonderful cock. Eventually, he tensed all the
muscles in his body, including his cock, and I felt him spurt load after load of hot creamy spunk inside my
intestines. He thrust less and less as he emptied him
self inside me, and wh
en he was finished, he slowly withdrew his cock, leaned forward and kissed my mouth, lashing his tongue
around, and I responded with my own tongue. Then he was up and walking away.
As I lay there, panting, I noticed a small man with a flaccid cock looking at me. He said, in an aggressive tone
“I’m next! Turn over, slut, knees on the floor, belly on the bed!” I turned over and wondered why he was
angry. Maybe because he can’t get it up, I supposed. But I was wrong. He strode over, picked up a leather belt
from the table, and then leapt onto the bed, sitting astride my back, facing my backside. I could feel the
warmth of his scrotum and the weight of his slowly hardening cock on my back. Then I felt his body weight lift
as he rose slightly, belt raised high, to deliver the quickest and most painful thrashing I have ever known. He
rained the blows across each buttock separately until he reached eight, then he jumped off, stood behind me
and delivered the final two hard across both cheeks, making me rise and jump with pain. Then, without a
second to spare, he was between my legs, and ramming his now totally hard cock roughly into my arse hole.
He grunted and lunged with ferocious venom into my anus, beating my sore flesh with his stomach as his cock
dived in again and again, plundering my soft inner flesh with his cock head. After some few minutes, he
gripped the flesh on my buttocks and pinched hard as he screamed his orgasm and emptied himself into me.
Then, he just pulled out and stormed away, leaving me battered and gasping after this vicious rape.

After a minute or so another voice said in my ear “Don’t worry, he’s the only one like that. Lie face down on
the bed. It’s my turn now.” The voice sounded somehow reassuring, so I crawled forward and lay, gratefully
on the top of the bed. The next man was quite a bit older, and he looked surprisingly gentle. He laid his hand
on my buttocks, stroking and caressing each cheek. Then he lifted his hand and gave me a thorough hand
spanking, five smacks on each cheek. The feel of flesh on flesh was exhilarating, and I writhed in appreciation
of his stern but welcome spanking. Then he rolled on top of me, forcing my legs apart, and inserted his erect
but not too big cock between my cheeks and into my eager love hole. He fucked gently but meaningfully,
occasionally taking his cock totally out before returning it after a few seconds, thus heightening my own
pleasure. After a few minutes of his tender fucking, I felt his hot sperm wash against the wall of my rectum
and he withdrew from me, patting me lightly on the bottom.

The next man came over and said “Keep your head on the bed but lift yourself up onto your knees.” I did this,
knowing that this position would both raise my backside high, stretching the flesh of my buttocks tight, and
also expose my anus to full view. I sank my head onto the bed and waited. He picked up a paddle and came
over to the bed. He stood, feet apart, and swung the paddle directly onto both cheeks, stinging and hurting me
afresh. I winced and presswed my face onto the bed to hide my cries of pain. He repeated this another three
times, and then the last six heavy blows were to each alternate cheek, adding fresh redness to the already
bruised skin on my ass. Then I felt his weight as he got on the bed behind me and between my knees. He
inserted his cock into my gaping hole and started to fuck me with long, smooth strokes of his cock. I looked
between my legs and saw his balls hanging below his shaft as he pumped me from behind, drilling his hard
shaft in and out of my weary anus. The power of his inward thrusts caused me to rock forward and my own
dangling cock and balls rocked in rhythm with his prodding hips. After several minutes, I felt him grip my hips
tight and then loose his juice into my cum filled hole. As he finished, I saw him draw out and reverse off the
bed.

The next man took me over to a chair and he sat down, indicating that I should lay over his knee, the classic
spanking position. I did this, and he placed his left hand on the small of my back and hooked his leg over my
left leg to hold me in place. In his hand I had noticed a leather strap, about eight inches long and a quarter of
an inch thick. It looked ominously hard. He lifted his right hand high with the implement firmly in his hand, and
brought it crashing down across my buttocks. The pain seared through me, making my head jerk up and my
free leg jolt in a vain effort to get up, but he held me firm. The second blow landed on the same spot and I
cried out in agony. The third and fourth blows were higher up and the next two lower down, making my butt
feel like it was ablaze. The final four cracks of this weapon found four different spots to agonize, and I
wriggled and struggled with the pain searing through my entire body. Then he threw the weapon down, lifted
me up and made me sit astride his lap, facing him. I draped my tied hands over his head and shoulders, and
sat down carefully, while he manoeuvred his swollen cock into the opening to my arsehole. As I lowered my
weight down, I could feel his length prodding and pushing deeper into my bowels. He then started to fuck me,
lifting and bouncing me on his meaty rod. After a couple of minutes of this, he stood up, with me still impaled
on his strong cock, grabbing my butt cheeks in each hand to support my weight, and walked round, still
fucking my arse. It occurred to me that he was actually displaying his penetration of my ass, and his stiff cock
fucking me to the other men present, and they were applauding and cheering him. I clung to his powerful
shoulders as he bounced me easily on his rod, holding my cheeks apart to more readily show the others the
depth of his entry inside me. Eventually, he jerked and shot his load up into my intestines, and as he finished,
he lowered me onto the floor, leaving me standing there alone.

Another man approached me and took me to the A frame again. He draped me over it as before and I lay
there watching him move round the floor, first picking up a slipper and testing its weight, then the belt, then
the tawse, until he finally settled on the paddle. He then walked over to me, and through my legs I could see
his hard cock swaying as he walked. The paddle was in his hand and he stood directly behind me rather than
to the side. Then he swung his arm across his body, to bring the paddle down in a diagonal motion across my
left cheek with a backhand strike, followed by a forehand blow across the right cheek. I jumped and jerked but
my strength was failing and I ended up just staying there while he continued – backhand, forehand – harder
each time and more devastating on each side. After the ten blows, he dropped the paddle and walked forward,
holding his cock and aiming it straight at my open and waiting hole. He plunged it in, driving it home with
ease. Then he started to fuck me hard, ramming in and out with powerful thrusts, slapping his pelvis against
my buttocks. One of the others lifted my upper body so that I was only slightly bent over the A frame, and the
man inside me held on to my shoulders as he continued to ram and pummel my ass with his stiffened prick. I
felt him slip out of my arse once or twice, but he quickly pushed his cock back inside me to continue with his
breath-taking fuck. He slammed harder into me as he approached his climax and the gripped my hips as the
orgasm hit him and he emptied his spunk inside my already soaking rectum. As he subsided, he slid his cock
out and I felt the juices running down my legs. He then let go and walked away.

I stood there waiting for the next man. He approached and told me to kneel on all four on the floor. I got
down and caught my reflection in a mirror. My backside was red raw from the beatings I had been given, but
no lasting damage could be seen. I saw the man, his cock swinging lazily down but getting harder in
anticipation of what he was going to do. He picked up the two foot ruler, whipped it once or twice in the air for
effect, and then walked over and stood behind and to the left of me. With
his right hand he raise
d the ruled out and swung it viciously across my waiting backside. I lurched forward as the stinging turned to
searing pain and I held my breath for a moment. Then I moved back into position for the second blow. This
was as hard, but lower down and I caught my breath again as fresh pain shot through my aching buttocks.
The third and fourth blows were high to left and right, again making me lean forward and writhe in painful
ecstasy. He was clearly striking a different spot with each blow, making my buttocks turn flame red with the
criss-cross of painful red welts across my skin. When his ten lashes were over he told me to lie on the bed, on
my back. I did so, the he dragged me to the edge so that only my upper body was on the bed. He then
grasped both ankles in his hands and, holding my legs straight, opened them wide, exposing my throbbing
cock and balls, and more importantly for him, my well fucked anus. He pressed his swollen cock head to the
open hole of my backside, and plunged it in with one steady and strong thrust of his hips. His cock
disappeared inside me and he then started rutting in and out of me, watching his cock penetrate me with each
stroke. He seemed to be fascinated by the sight and obviously enjoyed watching himself fucking someone. The
fleshy meat of my buttocks wobbled and shook with the power of his pelvis smacking against them as his cock
entered all the way inside to the limit of his erection. I could hear the wet slurping sound of his cock as it was
lubricated by the multiple loads of cum still inside my rectum. He fucked me for about ten minutes before I
saw him grit his teeth and prepare for his ejaculation. When it came, it washed the walls of my anus with
sticky cum, and I could feel his cock throbbing as it fought to release the juice to his satisfaction. As he finally
subsided, he let go of my ankles, withdrew and walked away.

The tenth man came to me and rolled me over on the bed, so that I was once again kneeling on the floor with
my chest on the bed. He wandeed slowly round the room, picking up the sports pump, the tawse, the ruler,
the paddle and the belt, and then came back to my helpless body on the bed. He said “I couldn’t make my
mind up which was best, so I will use all of these” and he threw them onto the bed, right in front of my face. I
watched with nervous expectation as he first selected the slipper. ‘Whack!’ the first one cut across my right
cheek – ‘Thwack!!’ the second one slashed over my left buttock. I cringed and bit into the bedding to stifle my
cries of pain. He had hit me with full force with both blows, and there was more to come! The slipper landed
on the bed and he then took the belt. ‘Slash!!’ across one buttock – ‘Crash!!’ across the other. I almost called
for him to stop, but I realised that this was the last part of the test, so if I could just hold out for this one, I
would be successful. The belt landed next to the slipper and he reached over and picked up the paddle.
‘Crack!’ came the first blow, then a short pause to allow me to stop writhing. ‘Smack!’ came the second as I
felt my buttocks jump under the painful punishment. The paddle fell on the bed and he reached for the ruler. I
held my breath since the feel of the ruler was still fresh in my mind – and on my buttocks! ‘Slap!!’ came the
first cutting strike – ‘Whap!!’ came the second. The tears filled my eyes, and I was praying for the final two to
be over. I had enjoyed the pain all through this experience, but I felt that I was getting close to my breaking
point. The ruler landed on the bed and bounced slightly as he picked up the tawse, its two strands of leather
like a viper’s tongue. He moved back and brought the weapon whipping down across both cheeks at once. The
two tongues of leather bit and made separate sites of pain, and when the final blow came, two more seething
pains shot through my burning backside. I cried out and whimpered as the pain reached a crescendo and then
slowly subsided into a hot glow spreading over my battered flesh. He then knelt down between my legs and
slowly inserted his thick cock into my anus. The pressed an inch in, then stopped, then another inch and then
stop. He continued like this until all of him, at least nine inches long and thick and firm, was inside me. He then
started to fuck me with slow rhythmic pumping, drawing back and then plunging back in, slowly out and even
slower back in. After a couple of minutes of this, he thrust and held me impaled on his massive cock, lifting me
off the floor. With one arm round my stomach and his cock up my ass, he lifted me onto the bed, laying me
face down and flat on the surface. He thrust and lunged into me steadily, inching me a little forward with each
fresh penetration of my aching anus. The other end of the bed approached as he continued pumping me with
his meaty member, and I felt myself being pushed off the bed, head first, then shoulders, then stomach, until
my hips were over the edge of the bed, my legs splayed and high in the air, my chest and head on the floor,
and his pinning me there with his huge cock riveted inside my weary and stretched anus. He stopped pushing
me then, and, supporting his own weight on his arms, continued to fuck my arse for a further five minutes or
more. Then he finally tensed and with a final lunge that reached deeper into my bowels than any of them had
been previously, he spurted copious amounts of his steamy cum juice, splashing the walls of my intestines,
burning the soft skin inside me with the heat of his sperm. This position, coupled with the power and strength
of his fucking, had brought me close to my own climax, and as I felt him coming, I was able to release my own
spunk onto the bedclothes. As he shot less and less into me, and as his erection reduced, he withdrew from
me, leaving me there, finally satisfied, panting and gasping with lust filled exhaustion, pain and pleasure
mingling in my mind into one single feeling of achievement.

After about five minutes I got up and looked at the ten men who had so thoroughly tested me. They were all
smiling appreciatively, and the chairman said “Congratulations. You are now a full seven day member. May I
welcome you to our Club and all of its facilities. We look forward to meeting you again”. ‘I’m sure you do’, I
thought, and I look forward to it also!

I then was allowed to get dressed and go to the bar for a long drink. The barman invited me to sit on a tall
stool at the bar, but I chose to stand!

To be continued

Adventures at The Flamingo Club by Willing Lee – Part 3

Two weeks later, when the soreness and bruising had gone, I decided to try out my new found
membership of this unusual Club. I had been told that there were only two rules to remember:
one – you must accede to any request of another member, without question; two you can ask
anything of any member and they must agree. With some excitement, I went to the Club and,
after passing the two bouncers, who both smiled knowingly at me, I entered the Club. I met the
Manager, and he asked what my desire was. “I want to suck the cock of every man in the Club
tonight” I said with more courage than I felt. “Certainly” he said, “there are currently eighteen
men on the premises, I will arrange for them to be available for you. My request is that you do
this while sitting on my cock”. I was taken aback by this but thought that one fuck couldn’t do
me much harm. We went through to a large room with a big bed in the middle. The Manager
stripped off his clothes, and lay on the bed, his cock almost instantly erect and solid. It was as big
as I remembered it and looked ready for some serious action. I also stripped and he told me to get
astride him, facing towards his feet. I straddled his hips and started to lower my arse towards his
cock, when he stopped me briefly, and applied some lubricant cream to my arse hole, to make his
entry less painful for me, and easier for his rod of meat. I then backed my puckered hole towards
his swollen cock head, and gasped when he first pressed it against the entrance and the muscles
surrendered to his inevitable penetration. The pain quickly subsided and he drew my hips back
towards him so that his shaft fully entered my bowels. He then started to fuck me with slow
languorous movements of his hips, lifting me bodily off the bed with each renewed thrust. He
maintained this slow fucking, while I watched several men entering the room, watching the
action and slowly stripping off their clothes. I was sure that these were the men that I would be
sucking in due course. He delved deep into my rectum with his hard cock, sustaining himself
magnificently for a good ten minutes, and finally he speeded up his fucking until I felt his
muscles swell and a shot of hot sperm start to fill my guts as he finally came inside me. When he
had finished, I started to move forward, to get off him, but he held me firmly in position and said
“No! Stay where you are. I want my cock to remain inside you while you suck these cocks. Then
I might fuck you again.” The thought of feeling his cock growing hard inside me was exciting, so
I rested back and left his shrinking cock inside me, holding on to it with the muscles of my anal
sphincter.

“Watch the screen” he said, and I looked up at the wall and saw a large screen start to flicker as a
film was about to be shown. The first man walked over, holding his stiff cock in one hand and
aiming it straight for my waiting mouth. As he got close, the film started and I got excited at the
thought of watching a blue movie while taking part in sex. I took him into my mouth and started
to roll my tongue round his knob, licking the ridges and tasting his pre-cum like it was honey. As
I moved my head forward to take more of him into my hot mouth and throat, the Manager patted
my backside and pointed at the screen. I glanced up and was horrified to see, as clear as a
Hollywood movie, myself standing naked in a small room, being joined by the two doormen.
The scene played out before my eyes and I saw myself start to suck the big cock of the white
doorman while the black one watched on. My memories of sucking that big hard cock came
flooding back and I sucked on the cock actually in my mouth with renewed enthusiasm. The
action on the film reflected the action in my mouth, and the two scenes melted into one in my
mind. The man I was sucking stroked my hair and I felt him shoot his cum juice into my throat at
about the same time as the man in the film. He withdrew and, as if on cue, the man in the film
started sucking a big thick black cock at the same time as I started to suck the second cock that
was presented to me. I repeated my sucking technique, licking the shaft, sucking his balls,
playing my tongue over the most sensitive parts of his erect penis. My throat took his head while
my tongue lashed his meat and my head bobbed up and down on another glorious cock. The
black man in the film was receiving similar treatment, and I found myself getting hotter and
wetter as this double show progressed. They both came at once, the man in the film and the man
in my mouth and he loosed his cum into my stomach with a groan of satisfaction. He withdrew
and the next man stood waiting for my mouth to envelop his rod of lust.

I watched, awestruck as I saw myself walk through a door and the picture changed to show my
backside jiggling as a walked towards the manager in another room. The picture now was
coming from the door with the mirror on and I was fascinated to see myself standing naked
before the very man whose cock was still inside me. Another cock was placed in my mouth and I
sucked on it absent-mindedly until I saw myself draped over the spanking bench and heard the
loud ‘whack!’ of the first of twenty five painful strokes to my elevated buttocks. The memory of
the stinging heat, the tingling pain and the joyous feeling of sexual arousal combined to help me
concentrate more eagerly on the cock I was sucking. I focussed my mouth on the needs of the
owner of this cock, while enjoying a re-living every moment of my heavy spanking my the
Manager. As I watched, I could feel his cock in my anus starting to stir, growing thicker as it
throbbed inside me. The sucking went on until the man finally shot his load into my mouth and I
swallowed all of it greedily. He stroked my face and smiled, but I was engrossed in the action on
the screen. My spanking was just coming to an end, and I could see my ‘end’ glowing bright
pink from the beating I had seen and listened to. The next cock was huge and black, and I
stretched my mouth wide to take him all in. At the same time, I saw myself starting to suck the
cock of the Manager on film, the same cock that stirred and swelled up inside my rectum. The
black cock I sucked on was hard as steel, and a good five inches round. I couldn’t get him into
my throat without choking, so I concentrated on his knob, licking and nibbling at it, licking the
great length of his shaft and sucking his balls, and working my hand up and down to bring him
closer to climax. The sucking on the screen finally came to an end with the Manager’s juice
spilling into my mouth, and the black cock simultaneously released his massive cum into my
mouth and it ran down my throat. I had noticed that the picture on screen changed to different
angles, and it occurred to me that there must have been more than one or two cameras in
operation in the room. The black man moved away, muttering his thanks for a great blow job,
and I watched myself on screen walking, pink buttocks swaying, towards another door.

The ‘me’ on screen was then shown walking away from the camera in the next room, towards the
twins. They looked beautiful and strong standing there, and I absently took another cock into my
mouth and began sucking it. As I worked harder on the cock with my lips, tongue and whole
mouth, I watched as I was strapped to the bed and the beating started. I wriggled as I felt the
Manager’s cock harder some more, the excitement of the second spanking making me greedy for
another one. The cock I was sucking responded to my efforts, and I quickly brought him to shoot
his sperm into my mouth for me to swallow. The final drop of cum slipped onto my tongue just
as the final ‘whack!’ of the fifty blows from the twins landed, and I winced at the memory of the
exquisite pain I had felt. The next cock was presented to me for my attention. I watched one twin
enter my arse while two cocks entered my mouth – one on film and one in reality. The
Manager’s cock in my anus throbbed with firmness and strength, making the image I was
watching on scree
n seem even more real to me, while the cock I was sucking plunged in and out of my mouth as he
thrust his hips forwards and backwards. It is so erotic to watch yourself being double fucked on
screen while feeling the same happening to you at that time! I rubbed my hips and arse on the
Manager’s crotch while sucking avidly on the cock in my mouth, smelling the musky sweat of
the mans groin as I did so. As the tandem fuck on screen ended, so did the man in my mouth.
However, the Manager was in complete control of his cock, and he let me ride it and titillate
myself without even coming close to completing his own pleasure – at least not just yet!

As I watched myself and my crimson and bruised backside moving towards the Committee room
door, I increased my excitement and expectation to see the final part of my membership
application. Sure enough, I caught another shot of my deep red arse moving away from the door
and walking towards the single man illuminated in the room. I had to admire how sexy my arse
looks, especially with the recent marks of a very severe beating and the provocative wriggle I
manage as I walk. The next cock is pushed into my mouth and I am temporarily shocked because
I was so engrossed in the film. I start work on him and make great play of licking and nuzzling
his balls before riding my tongue along his shaft and carefully sliding his helmet over my lips
and onto my tongue. I take him all the way in, letting his knob run over my tongue and into the
top of my throat. I hear him groan and I work hard on him, but he’s not ready to come yet. We
both watch me getting my first ten strokes from the Chairman bent over the A frame, the globes
of my buttocks bouncing and shuddering under the power of each stroke. The mark left by the
slipper is quickly covered by the next blow, and I was fascinated as my arse turns different
colours under this treatment. I suck harder, and when the last blow lands on my battered
buttocks, the man shoots his cum into my mouth. Some of it dribbles out and down my chin. I
lick my tongue to catch some of it, but the rest just stays there, white and creamy on my jaw line.
I watch enthralled as the Chairman, from a different camera angle, pushes his hard cock into my
waiting hole and starts to fuck me. As his entry is completed and I feel myself squeeze my anal
muscles on the Manager’s cock still growing and straining inside me, another cock is pushed at
my face. I take hold of it with one hand and start to kiss and lick the hole in the knob, run my
tongue round the tender skin of his phallus, lick both his balls and take them, one at a time, into
my mouth. I suck lightly on them while playing with his shaft. I watch the Chairman rutting into
me on film and then move my mouth up to take his cock head into my warm mouth. I bring him
to his climax at the same time as the Chairman shoots his load on film, and I can almost taste
both lots of cum as I swallow hard.

The next cock is semi-hard when I first see it, but after a few seconds of my treatment, he
hardens and stands proud and erect, swelling and growing to an impressive size. I suck him while
I watch my second tormentor holding my arms above my head, me standing on tip toe while he
lashed my backside with the two foot ruler. The glorious sting and pain comes flooding back into
my mind and I realise that I am working frantically on the cock in my mouth. He quickly comes
and I swallow hard, hoping to get the next cock in my mouth in time for the seated fucking I
know is coming on film. When I see myself squatting down onto the cock on the film, I realise
that I am in almost the same position at the moment with the Manager, but he doesn’t take his
cue to start the real fucking yet. He is happy to leave his swollen cock inside me, teasing and
tantalising me while I watch an identical fucking begin on screen. As I watched the Asian man
on screen walk up and push his cock into my mouth, a real cock entered my open mouth. I
briefly looked up and recognised the man I was sucking. It was the same Asian man! This helped
me to concentrate harder as I could relate the action on film with what was actually happening in
my mouth, but this time he would come in my mouth rather than saving it for the next action on
film. The fucking on film continued while I lapped and suck at this man’s lovely cock, the taste
of his skin, while still musky, seemed scented by spices reminiscent of eastern promise! He came
his juice into my mouth as the man on film lifted his hips in the throes of his own climax, and
they finished together.

On film I watched the man I had just sucked to satisfaction walking me over to the bed, laying
me down and raising my legs to expose my deep red and marked backside. His wielding of the
tawse was exhilarating to watch, and the painful memories made me swoon with delight.
Another cock was inserted into my mouth, but this time I did not recognise the man. I sucked
him hard, enjoying the spanking on film as much as he seemed to be. With the last lash of the
tawse, I watched the Asian man on film arranging my body as he had done for the monumental
fucking that followed. My legs were high in the air, and he was between them fucking me deep
and long from the front. The cock in my arse swelled and throbbed in appreciation of what was
happening on film, but still showed no signs of starting the second promised fuck. The man in
my mouth was also enjoying the film, and tried to match the rhythm and speed of the Asian
man’s fucking of me. He almost made it, but the Asian man’s fucking had been a masterpiece,
and when the cock in my mouth finally surrendered its sperm into my throat, the Asian man still
had another two or three minutes of decent fucking left in him. When the celluloid fucking
ended, another cock had already been pushed into my mouth. Hard and warm, but not over big, I
sucked on it lovingly, while I watched the vicious man who lashed my backside with such
venom before raping me. I didn’t see the point in his violent abuse of me, other than possibly
some inadequacy on his part, and while I would have been willing for him to fuck me as the
others had, the pain and humiliation of his treatment of me was still fresh in my mind. My
attention was directed more onto the man in my mouth, and the rape was quickly over on the
film. I brought the man to climax as I was joined on the bed in the film by the older man.

He hand spanked me before climbing onto my prone body, and his fuck looked much more
tender and acceptable. While this was taking place on film, a man had placed himself near to me
but had not given me his cock to suck. He waited until the next scene in the film, when I raised
my backside high in the air for a lashing with the paddle. The sound on the heavy paddle
whacking my flesh, the florid look of my skin under this punishment, the reaction of my prostate
body to his treatment all combined to make me squirm with delight. The Manager’s cock was
still hard inside me, and the man standing by me then pushed his cock into my mouth. Clearly he
had been waiting for this scene to start, and I began to wonder how many members had already
witnessed my treatment at the Club. I sucked greedily on his shaft, timing my plunge onto his
cock to bring him into my throat with the sounds of the paddle landing on my inflamed buttocks.
When the spanking ended and the fucking began on film, I made my sucking motion compete
with the fucking I was receiving on the screen. Sure enough, when the climax was reached, they
happened together, and my mouth felt the taste of another man’s sperm to correspond with the
ejaculation on film.

Another cock quickly replaced the one I had just finished. And I sucked away while watching
myself being taken to a chair and draped over the next man’s knee on the screen. The leather
strap he held looked terrifying, and when he started the spanking, I could almost feel the burning
pain of each blow. The cock in my mouth slithered over my lips and tongue, and I found myself
drooling with moisture. When the beating ended, the man in my mouth was still hard and waiting
for me to
pleasure him. The fu
cking on film, with me astride the man on the chair was as graphic as it could have been. Close
ups of my stretched and wet anus, and his thick cock plunging in and out of it were displayed on
the large screen for all, including me, to see. It was such a turn on I almost came myself! I
sucked hard and fast, and as the man on screen finally released his load inside me, the man in my
mouth obliged me the same.
Another cock was pressed into my mouth, stretching my cheeks with its size. On screen, I was
again draped over the A frame, and a beating with the paddle began. The pain still fresh in my
mind, I started sucking hard on the huge cock in my mouth, almost losing track of time. The
spanking on film ended, and the rough fucking I then received began. I still sucked hard, and the
man whose prick I waqs working on reacted with a grunt and gripper my head in his hands,
fucking my mouth as hard as the man on film was fucking my arse. They both came together and
I was almost relieved to see him walk away, such was the ferocity of the face fuck I had had to
give him.

The next cock was slipped easily into my mouth while on film I watched myself getting into
position on the floor on all fours. I saw myself look at the camera and for a moment I was staring
into my own eyes, excited by the vision of my red raw backside, and the treatment I was
receiving at the hands (and cocks) of all these studs. I sucked automatically on the cock before
me while I watched the ruler lashing and crashing across my ravaged buttocks. The flesh jumped
and bounced with each blow, and I could almost hear the cries in my mind, feel the pain in my
ass. When the beating was over and he took me to the bed, lying me on my back, I watched him
spread my legs and the camera got a perfect shot of my anus, weakened and loose from so much
fucking, dribbles of creamy cum slithering out before the man on film slid his rigid ole into me
and started to fuck me with meaning and energy. I sucked helplessly of the cock in my mouth
while I witnessed this latest fucking and my mind whirled in delirious recollection. The man in
my mouth came, it was over before I realised it so engrossed was I in watching the fucking I was
getting on screen.

When my screen lover had finished, and I was placed in position by the tenth man over the bed,
my heart skipped a beat. I could remember plainly the exquisite pain, the tingling and burning of
each blow that he landed, with expert precision on my blistered butt. I could remember even
more clearly the tremendous fuck that he gave me afterwards, lifting me with his cock onto the
bed, across it, and the unbelievable position I ended up in with my head on the floor, my legs in
the air and his deeply entrenched inside my anus. I remember too the fabulous orgasm I enjoyed
as he reached his own. I felt a cock pushed into my mouth as I mused the final screen banging I
was about to witness. I started to suck headily, working my lips and tongue, my jaw muscles and
throat on the hard cock in my mouth. I managed to glance round the room, and this man seemed
to be the last one for me to suck. I was almost grateful, as my jaw was aching something terrible.
As the scene on film unfolded, and I counted each severe, raw blow on my damaged and crimson
buttocks, I felt the manager’s cock swell a little more, and I became aware of him starting to sit
up and wrap an arm round my stomach. His cock was hard and throbbing inside my anus, and I
felt his head on my shoulder as he watched alternately the film of the man now starting to fuck
me across the bed, and me actually sucking the rigid cock to its final orgasm.

As the man in my mouth ended, the Manager tipped me forward so that I was face down on the
bed, but my hips were raised off the bed making my anus all the more open to his attentions. I
watched the mighty fucking taking place on screen, while the Manager gave me one equal to it,
if not better! He fucked me with long, penetrating strokes, short sharp plunges, quick banging,
slapping his pelvis into my buttocks making a loud slapping sound to mingle with the wet
slurping of his cock as it plundered into and out of my ass. He pushed in and held me there,
impaled on his throbbing cock, before slowly drawing out only to thrust back in to the hilt,
pressing me deeper into the bed. He lifted my hips towards his cock and played with my hole
using his cock and fingers as twin sources of torment. He thrust in and out with military
precision, making my head swim. He brought himself and me so close to orgasm before deftly
bringing us both back for more penetrating action. He rolled me over and entered me from the
front, lifting my hips in his hands, gripping my buttocks and raising me to him as he again and
again thrust deep into my bowels. He held my ankles with both hands and pushed the back
towards my head, raising my hips off the bed and enabling his cock to explore unhindered deep
into my waiting cavity. He rolled me back onto my stomach and jammed his rock hard cock in
the waiting hole again, meeting no resistance from by stretched and weary anus. After about half
and hour of this type of action, I though I would pass out with frantic pleasure. He sensed this,
and started to fuck me hard and fast, beating time on my buttocks with his hips as his cock
plundered my anus repeatedly. Finally I felt him swell even more inside me, his breathing
became heavy and he started to groan. He stiffened and I felt his stay rigid while his cock
emptied shot after shot of hot juicy cum cream into my bowels. The burning of his hot cum on
my intestines was luxurious, and I could feel my own orgasm approaching, unstoppable. I felt
him repeatedly spurt inside me until he was finally spent. The he pulled out and rolled off me,
panting and gasping for air. I lay alongside him, equally exhausted, and after some minutes I
glanced across at him. He was looking at me and he smiled. “I think you are going to do well in
our Club,” he said, “very well indeed. I think you will be very popular.” I hoped so, as I believed
that this was the best Club I could have hoped to be accepted into.

To be continued

Adventures at The Flamingo Club by Willing Lee – Part 4

The serving wench.

Some weeks later, the Manager called me and said “We have a function on at the Club tonight, and we need
someone to serve drinks at the tables. Do you fancy helping out?” It seemed a fairly innocuous request, and a
little strange, but I agreed. “There’s just one thing – and this is an official Club request …” The pause was
ominous, and I knew what he meant – I couldn’t refuse such a request. “… we want you dressed in stockings
and suspenders, high heels , panties and a waitress apron. Is that Okay with you?” as if I had a choice! “Yes,
that’s fine with me. I’ll be there at 9 p.m.”

I still had most of the clothes from my first experience of dressing up, so I could easily manage the rest. But
why was I having to work dressed like this? My imagination got going and all sorts of scenarios fluttered across
my mind.

I dressed in the required clothing, as instructed, and attended the Club. The doormen welcomed me inside,
grinning appreciatively at my clothing when I took my coat off. I had bought a pair of black panties, see
through from the back and I knew that my nicely rounded butt showed clearly through the thin gauze. One of
them patted me lightly on the behind as I walked into the bar of the Club. The Manager stopped me and
explained “We have six tables to be served, each with four guests at them. They are visitors and we have
promised them whatever they desire, so be sure not to disappoint any of them!”. His words carried with them
an inherent threat to behave myself, and I gulped down my nervousness and nodded my head obediently.

I looked across the room and saw the six tables arranged slightly apart but in the centre of the room. Four
men sat at each table and were clearly waiting for drinks to be served. I walked down the steps to wolf
whistles and hoots from the men, and approached the first table. A large man with big hands and powerful
looking arms spoke and ordered the round of drinks. I fetched the drinks and delivered them to the table. As I
was putting one of the pints of beer down, the big man pinched my backside hard, making me jump, and I
spilled the drink over the table. “Careless bitch!” he shouted, and before I could apologise, he pulled me
roughly over his lap and delivered twenty crisp hard smacks to my backside. I kicked my legs helplessly as he
spanked me, and I could tell from the bulge in his lap that he was enjoying this as much as I was. Then he
stood me up and told me to get another pint for his friend. When I returned with the fresh drink, he said
“Right, before you move on, I want you to suck that man’s cock. It was his drink you wasted, so don’t waste
any of his cock juice!”. I knelt before the grinning man, taking his erect cock out of his trousers and sliding it
deliciously into my warm mouth. He groaned his delight as I started to bob my head up and down his length of
meat, taking his knob deep into my throat. I licked and flicked his cock with my tongue, slithering my mouth
down the length of it before nibbling his balls and returning to the serious work of sucking his cock. I could
hear appreciative comments from his friends as I displayed my considerable cock sucking technique, and he
eventually stiffened and shot his cum into my throat. As I suck and licked him dry, a second man pulled me
over to him and inserted his cock into my moist mouth for the same treatment. I sucked this second cock as if
my life depended on it. I squeezed his shaft with my lips and jaws, grating my teeth lightly over his member
and his swollen cock head, quickly bring groans of pleasure from him. He shot his cum down my throat, taking
both him and me a bit by surprise, but I quickly regained my focus, and drained him dry. The big man the told
me to get up and serve the next table “I’ll see you myself later!” he said as I walked to table number two.

“A pint of beer, whisky and soda, rum and coke and a gin and tonic” said their spokesman, a heft man who
looked even bigger than the man on the last table. He pointed to each man as he placed the order and I
memorised the sequence. “And don’t mix them up or you will get worse than happened on the last table!” he
threatened. As I walked away to the bar, I did not see two of the men change places at the table. When I
returned I placed the drinks down in the order I had memorised, but of course, I got it wrong. The big man
stared at me with an angry look in his eyes, then slowly rearranged the drinks into the right order. “Right!” he
said, a little too loudly, and grabbed my wrist before wrenching me over his lap. He then spanked my backside
with ten of the hardest hand smacks I can remember. I felt my buttocks jiggle and bounce under his tanning
hand, and after ten, he pulled my panties down to my knees. He then delivered a further twenty hard and
heavy smacks to the now glowing red area of my arse. I struggled against his strong grip and punishing blows,
but to no avail. When he had finished, I felt his finger slide between my cheeks and rub some lubricant gel on
my anal sphincter. Then he lifted me bodily off his lap and spun me round to face him. He then lifted me up
and, opening my legs with his knee, lowered me onto his lap. He hooked my feet onto a cross bar on the chair
so that my knees were lifted high and my butt cheeks spread automatically. He then took hold of his big cock
from his trousers, and placed it against my anus. I felt the sharp pain of his initial entry into me, but this
quickly dissipated as he bounced me up and down on his thick cock and I felt him plundering inside by bowels.
He continued lifting and dropping me onto his cock with ease, and I placed my hands round his neck for
support. My own legs took some of my weight and we humped and bounced like this, his cock plunging deep
inside me with each downward motion of my ass, for about ten minutes. I could smell his beery breath, and
his body odour as he rode me in this way. Other men in the group cheered and encouraged him to “split that
ass wide, Frank” and “Fuck him good, Frankie boy!”. After five more minutes, I felt his pull my body tight to
him as he started to climax. I felt the hot sperm splash against the tender walls of my rectum and after a
minute or so he relaxed and his cock slithered out harmlessly. He then lifted me off his lap and said “Now suck
that man there…” pointing to his friend next to him. I got on my knees and started to suck the man’s cock,
which was already hard from watching me being fucked by his mate. I was leaning forward, sucking the cock
when I felt another man kneel between my open calves. He slid his cock inside me easily and started to fuck
me doggy style while I continued sucking his friend. The two of them worked well together, and whenever I
moved to suck the mans balls, or just adjust my weight on my knees, they responded with extra thrusts and
movements that added to their, and my, enjoyment. After some minutes I felt the man in my anus shoot his
load of cum into my bowels and tasted the salty warm stream of cream on my tongue as the other man came
in my mouth. I stood up unsteadily and glanced at the fourth man, but he shook his head and mouthed
“Later”. I staggered to the third table.

At this table were four young men, so similar that they could have been brothers. I brought their drinks but
they placed them on an adjoining table. Then one of them said “Okay, bitch, on your stomach over the table!”
I placed myself over the table so that my pelvis was on the edge and my legs hung loosely over the edge. The
table was big enough so that my head was freely hanging over the other side. With no panties on, I was
immediately vulnerable to their attentions, and they wasted no time in getting down to it. One of them glided
his heavy cock straight into my anus, meeting little resistance, and pushed himself deep into my intestines. At
the same time, an erect cock was pressed against my lips and into my mouth. While I could feel the cock
pounding my ass, I sucked happily on the cock in my mouth.
The table was rocking in time
with his thrusts, only to be held in place by the other two watchers. They double fucked me in this way for a
good ten minutes, varying their lunges in and out of me to maintain their erections as long as possible, but
eventually they both had to submit to their inevitable orgasms. Both of them emptied themselves inside me,
mouth and arse, until they were spent. Then I felt the world reel as the table top was spun, like a roulette
wheel, through 360 degrees, and then another 90 degrees. I was now facing the cock of one of the former
watchers, and the fourth one put his cock into my anus. So again I sucked, and was fucked in this position by
two fresh men. They were as good, if not better than the previous two, fucking my arse and mouth with equal
vigour and penetrating pulses. The taste and feel of these two cocks inside me was exhilarating, and I
wrapped my legs round the man fucking my arse to keep him as deep inside me as I could. His hands kneaded
my buttocks roughly while he fucked me, and the man n my mouth held my head as he pushed hard with his
hips. Eventually they both came, although not together, and I was finished on their table. They lifted me off
and sent me to the next table.

Here all the men had removed all their clothing, and I could see they were ready for some serious action. Four
large and steel hard cocks stood to attention, growing from dark bushy hair and swollen balls full of latent cum
juice. Without ordering any drinks, they told me to get on my knees and start sucking cocks. I took one inside
my mouth, and suddenly a second cock was pushed in alongside it, so that I had two cocks in my mouth. I
sucked them both, licking and lapping them, and using my hands to keep them in place and erect. My hand
moving up and down their shafts did the trick. While I concentrated on these two cocks, I felt a third man
entering me from behind. He fucked me hard and fast, wasting no time in trying to bring himself to climax.
However, after five minutes of his agile banging at my ass, and the strenuous sucking on the two cocks in my
mouth, all four of us were panting and gasping for breath. He seemed to be able to keep up this pace – bang!
bang! bang! – without tiring, and the sound of his belly slapping against my buttocks was filling the room like
applause! The two men I was sucking came together, filling my mouth to overflowing with their sperm, and I
had to swallow hard to avoid losing any. The man pounding my ass finally shot his load inside me and then
withdrew his shrinking cock to make way for the fourth man. He pulled me off the floor and, sitting on a chair,
pulled me back onto his waiting cock so that I was facing away from him and towards the crowd that had
gathered. He lifted my legs in the air, and wide apart, so that my cock and balls were exposed, as well as my
well fucked arse into which his cock was now disappearing right up to his balls. He then bounced me up and
down on his cock, displaying his prowess to the rest of the room. His cock slid out until his knob was resting
against my puckered anus and then he pushed it back in again, easily and deeply. He carried this display on for
five minutes or more before he stood up, letting my legs go and forcing my head forward so that I was
standing but bent over, with him deep inside my arse. He fucking me in the standing position, holding me
down so that I couldn’t stand up, for a further five minutes before he finally let his cum go and it splattered the
inside of my rectum, burning the soft skin as he finished off.

At the fifth table, I fetched drinks and was then addressed by a man of about thirty, with a muscular chest,
hairy arms and a big erection sticking up from his naked groin. He said “My friend here has a problem. He can’t
get it up…” and I looked at a younger man who indeed had a very limp penis. “…you need to suck him to get
him hard, and while you do that you can sit on my cock while I fuck you. If you can’t get him hard before I fill
your ass with cum juice, then he gets to beat your backside until he does get a hard on.” With that, he guided
me backwards onto his cock and I felt it press against my anal opening before bursting inside me. He then
started to fuck me like this. I leaned forward and took the flaccid member in my mouth, confident that I could
get him hard soon. I sucked, I tickled, I licked, I nibbled, but nothing seemed to work. I played with him using
my hands and fingers – nothing. Meanwhile, the guy up my arse was pumping away merrily, lifting my ass
high with his thrusts. I sucked harder, softer, kissing the pee hole, licking his balls and making silly mewling
noises – still nothing. I could feel the guy fucking me getting close to his orgasm, and I knew that unless I
achieved something fast, this useless prick in front of me would be whipping my ass. I could sense that that
was what he really wanted. Eventually, the man fucking me came, and released his sperm inside me, but the
limp dick stayed stubbornly limp. I swallowed hard when I was lifted off the man’s lap and draped across the
table. Two others held my wrists while the man who had just fucked me said “Okay, bitch. Looks like he gets
to beat your sorry ass!” Then ‘limp dick’ took off his belt, and wrapped it once round his fist, leaving about 15
inches of leather hanging loose, As the others held me to the table, he let loose with a vicious lash across both
buttocks. I screamed at the sudden pain, and felt the searing line of pain burning into my flesh. Another and
another lash cut into my meaty globes of flesh, creating fresh stripes of pain in my buttocks. I struggled
pointlessly against the strong arms holding me against the table, and received another three lashes for my
trouble. I stopped struggling, and felt the warmth penetrate my body as the stinging pain was replaced by an
acceptance and enjoyment of the lusty ache of a sound spanking. The next lashes merged into one continuous
barrage of pain and ecstasy, and after about thirty such stripes across one buttock, then the next, he finally
stopped and pushed his now erect penis straight into my waiting and unprotected rectum. He started to fuck
me vigorously, holding my hips tight in his hands while the others relaxed their grip on me. He fucked me good
and hard, plunging in then pulling right out, waiting a second and then diving straight back in. My arse hols
was being attacked time and again by his meaty cock, now fully rampant and hardened, and he pushed
himself deep into my bowels, grunting his pleasure filled lust through gritted teeth. He fucked me for five
minutes before I felt him strain and squeeze my hips, and then release his steams of hot cum inside me. When
he finished, he backed away, and then finished with a final slap of his hand across my butt. I fell off the table,
gasping for air, and was helped to my feet to go and serve the last table.

These four guys were licking their lips with hopeful anticipation. No drinks, just “Lie on your back, on the
table!”. I did this, with my head hanging over the end. My ankles were grabbed and lifted up so that my arse
was open to access. The first one inserted his cock into my waiting hole, and started to fuck me while a man
standing opposite him, by my head, stuck his cock into my mouth. I hadn’t sucked a cock ‘upside down’ as it
were, and the adjustment took a couple of seconds. As I started to work on this cock, and felt the other cock
digging into my rectum, the action suddenly stopped and the table was spun through ninety degrees. A second
man started to fuck me while I was made to suck on a new cock. After a short time of fucking and sucking
they stopped and the table was spun again. The same procedure again with me sucking and being fucked on
opposite sides of the table for a minute or so and then ‘spin’ two new cocks attack me! This went on, with
repeated penetration to arse and mouth for about a dozen or so times. Then they started to fuck me for real.
One held me for fucking while I sucked the opposite cock. They climaxed together, then the next two did the
same to me until they also came inside me. After about half and
hour of this
I was dizzy from the spinning table, the repeated penetration and the sheer pleasure of the treatment I had
endured. I figured that this meant the end of my duties as a waitress, but I was mistaken.

As I got off the table, the big man from table one said “You haven’t forgotten me, have you?” I shook my head
and he said “Well, for those of us who didn’t get to come with you, I have decided that all of us will get to
spank your ass six times, and those waiting to shoot their load will have a chance, with your help!” With that, I
was again bundled over the table, face down, with one man holding each leg in place, and one holding each
arm. I saw all of the men holding their belts in their hands, and I knew I was in for a real thrashing!

The men holding me down meant business. No amount of fighting from me would budge them an inch. I tried
to relax, to take my punishment and get it over with. Mentally I worked out that 144 lashes with a belt is less
that the 175 I received when I applied for membership, so I should survive. But these men looked mean! They
started lashing and whipping my butt, six hard strokes cutting into my flesh and sending screaming agonies
through my loins, followed by another six equally hard and severe. I lost count after thirty, and just felt pain
after increasing agony blistering and burning my buttocks. After a while the beating stopped, and I thought it
was over. However, the big man just said “Take a rest, lads, I want to fuck this asshole!” and he immediately
plunged his fat and throbbing cock between my cheeks, forging his entry into my aching anus. His belly
slapped against my buttocks as his cock plunged in and out, stirring the cum already filling my well fuck hole.
He plunged deep and hard, smacking my buttocks hard each time he pulled back and the lurching back in up
to his balls. His fucking went on for several minutes, banging and grinding my anus with his cock, finally
releasing his streams of cum juice inside me with a whoop of joy. When he pulled out the beating began again,
and the renewed pain scorched my aching buttocks, searing deep into my backside. When they had all
delivered their six strokes with their belts, the final two men who had not come took it in turns to fuck me,
each one holding back at the moment of coming to swap with the other. They penetrated me five times each,
taking a few minutes to fuck me before changing places. When they finally did come inside me, it was a
welcome relief. I felt sure that my anal muscles must have been severely bruised by this constant ramrod ding
by so many hard and swollen cocks. After they had finished, they all wandered off, leaving me lying over the
table, panting for breath, the cool air wafting over my burning buttocks, cum juice running down my legs as it
dribbled out of my arse.

After a few minutes to get my breath, I staggered up to the office, which was empty. I stood by the Manager’s
desk and rested my hands on it, my head hanging down in pure exhaustion. My legs were apart, and I lowered
myself onto my elbows, closing my eyes in relief. I did not hear the Manager enter the room, but when he
squirted cold cream onto my burning buttocks, and gently massaged it into my flesh, the shock and feeling
was superb. He gently kneaded my flaming buttocks, stroking and smoothing the skin with the cream and his
own tender touch. I could feel the bruising and burning fall away as he expertly pampered my aching backside.
He made my aches and pains dissolve with his expert touch, and I soon forgot how sore I really was. As he
worked, I stood there with my legs apart, enjoying his attentions. Then I felt his thick hard cock head pushing
ever so gently between my spread arse cheeks. It touched lightly against the plundered entrance to my anus
and I caught my breath. Then it pushed gently in, stopping once inside to allow my muscles to relax and
welcome an old friend back home. He penetrated deeper with gentle but intense pressure until he was totally
inside my rectum. His actions by now were becoming familiar, and his fucking started in earnest. God! Could
this man fuck! He knew exactly how to please me, driving himself deep into me while lifting my erotic feelings
with each lunge. He fucked me long and slow, squeezing and stroking my arse, raising my feelings to the limit.
His cock was a perfect fit, each ridge and knobble of his shaft familiar to me and I thrilled at the feel of his
steady fucking. Ten minutes later, I felt my orgasm like a steam train coming. I rested my body on the desk
and lifted my legs off the floor, wrapping my legs around his body as he humped and bucked into me. I felt my
cum shoot over the floor and he kept pumping me, harder and harder until he also shot his streams of hot
juice inside me, holding me tight to him until he had finished.

My legs dropped to the floor as he drew out of me, I gasped for air and lay there for a while letting my
heightened sexual lust abate. When I regained my composure, I stood up and he was gone. I was alone,
except for the little camera that was ever present throughout the Club, watching and recording everything that
went on. I was sure that my service in the bar, and his servicing of me in the office, would be watched by
many members for months to come.

The End