The Club - Rens story. - Sex Stories

The Club - Rens story.

... of the leash but instead felt slack which I only assumed meant to swallow the stranger’s cum this time, which of course I did. The next 45 minutes were filled with my Sir alternating between tugging on my collar and me coughing up the cum or giving me the small slack and swallowing all the cum that was put in my mouth. I felt used, no one touched me no one spoke to me, no warnings of anything whatsoever, just the occasional pull or slack of the lead that my Sir held and it felt amazing. I didn’t even know when it was going to be over. I had just swallowed the last cum deposit and kneeled there for a little while and I felt the blindfold come off making me blink my eyes as I adjusted to the small amount of light in the club. I felt the tug of the lead to the left and I turned my head to look at my Sir and he just sat there smiling. He offered me his handkerchief and let me wipe off the cum on my face as he unclipped the lead and pat my head. “Good job Ren.” I smiled and moved to get up since I was really no longer needed on the ground and quickly without me even realizing it he whipped my shoulder with the lead making me go back down on my knees. I looked up at him biting my lip because I of course did something which he hates, whether the answer is obvious or not I will not do anything until he asks. I sat there waiting to see if he would punish me further but instead stood up and walked behind me and clipped on the leash again. “Since you already know what you did wrong I’m ...

... not going to explain why you’re not allowed up.” and of course I immediately knew what was going to happen. He was going to lead me out of the club on my hands and knees like the subs that were lead in earlier and I knew why. Since I didn’t wait for his order he was going to have to manually order me around, to show me that I’m not to do anything until he gives me the go ahead, lead me around like a dog, this is how I’ll learn my lesson. He tugged on the leash and as I dropped my hands to the floor I was immediately grateful and upset that the floor was a carpet. It wouldn’t bother or burn my knees or hands as much as it would on a wooden floor. He was still rather patient with me as he lead me to the exit which I was grateful for, the dress was unbearably tight and I didn’t want to rip it if I moved too fast or too quickly, and I’m sure he realized this as well. Without saying anything to me we made it to the entrance and he stopped and bent down unclipping the leash. “Get up. Quickly.” I did so trying not to mess up anymore and stood behind him as we waited for the car to be brought around. We got into the car and drove out of the city. I was quiet throughout the ride and until he stopped in front of my house and I turned to face him. He looked over at me and smiled softly and leaned over to touch my cheek I relaxed and leaned into his hand as I always do, my favourite reward. And I knew that even if I messed up at the end this meant he was still pleased with me. “You did ...