Kelly's punishment - Sex Stories

Kelly's punishment

No wrong goes unpunished, and no punishment goes without enjoyment. As one woman, Kally, will soon find out the hard way. Its a late night in the big city as Kally is hard at work on a pole at the local strip club. A young 22 year old girl with a talent for showing off her body, for the right price. She slides over the pole like it's apart of her body. Gracefully navigating every inch. She is dressed as usual, a tight white button up shirt with a leather waist trainer hiding a lacy blue bra underneath. Her hands touching her amazing 38 C breast gliding down to her short plaid skirt covering a matching lacy blue thong above her fishnet stockings tucked into knee high leather high heeled boots. Her body moves wildly, dancing, shaking everything she has to the guys surrounding her, throwing hundred dollar bills one after another as the clothes start falling off. The waist trainer pops right off landing at her feet as the shirt gets slowly unbuttoned hanging only by her shoulders, softly falling to the floor, after a few more laps around the pole and more bills flying at her the skirt gets unzipped, tugging it side to side, lowering it down her hips, her thong pulled deep between her gorgeous ass cheeks is pulled out as Kally bends over. The men go crazy. After slowly coming back up she notices the dark figure of a man standing in a corner watching her every move closely. Soon all that is left is the stockings and a smile as she walks backstage to get ready to end her shift and ...

... go home. She doesn't wear much even when going home. Just a short skirt over a pink and black thong matched with black, thigh length stockings covered by black heels. A barely buttoned white shirt and matching pink and black bra underneath. As the other girls head home first, Kally is the last girl to leave. Slowly walking down the street towards home and bed bound. It's a bit of a long walk especially after a long night of dancing on a pole. Its quiet tonight in the city, too quiet really. Almost halfway through a bad section, Kally notices a shadow trailing behind her, getting closer. She gets stepping quicker, but high heels aren't meant for speed. Before she realizes it, It's already too late. A hand covering her mouth and another holding her wrist, twisting her arm behind her back, pulling her down a dark, deserted alley. It seems like several minutes before she's shoved against a metal door hard enough it opens, revealing herself inside a shadow filled warehouse. Whatever has her in its grasp doesn't let up for a second as she is pushed and pulled into the darkness. She sees nothing as she is stopped and pushed against a small, cold metal table and she is forced to bend over against it. Feeling slightly stunned and numb with fear, she doesn't try to move from where she is placed. It isn't long before her attacker returns with something in his hand. The dark figure grabs her hands, locking her wrists in heavy metal shackles before another chain is locked onto the middle ...