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... Mandy’s knee again. “You see, I just wanted to be railed. Used you know,” she said quietly into Mandy’s ear.

“You and me both,” Mandy responded. That is when the limo pulled up in front of the place. “I guess we are here,” she said, surprised. The door opened and they got out. Being to the back of the limo they were one of the first ones out.

Fixing her black pencil skirt and adjusting her silky cream colored top, she took Mandy’s hand. “What do you think this place is,” she questions as her pumps clicked on the concrete as they headed to the door.

“Ladies,” the bouncer said as he opened the door. “Welcome to Club Raven. The best BDSM club in the city. Take the elevator or stairs to the lower level. There we have almost everything your mind can imagine.” They giggled as they passed through the door. The elevator was opened so they just hopped on and the doors closed.

It was a quick ride down. The doors pinged open and they were in the middle of one of the sexiest scenes they have seen. They walked into the space. Their senses overwhelmed. The impact, riggers tying up their rope bunnies and so much more. And then there were just people watching. As her head turned she saw the stage and she knew what she wanted.

“Mandy, I found my calling. You will be good until the rest of the gang comes down,” she questioned as they talked face to face.

“Go for it Kare. I just wait until the others come. Maybe someone will kidnap me before they get here and use me,” she ...

... ended the statement with a purr.

“That is hot. Hope the right guy is here to make that happen.” She leaned in and kissed Mandy on the cheek. Turning she made her way to the curved stairs to her right.

Feeling empowered, she took the steps like the boss she felt like. She paused at the bottom of the stairs and then continued to the stage. Her head up high, back straight, she was a woman on a mission.

At the steps she took a breath and then walked up the four stairs. Her heels echoed on the stage. It was dimly lit, only the wash of the house lights taking away the gloom. That changed two steps onto the stage. The spot lights lit her up as she walked to the microphone in the center of the stage.

Pausing for a moment at it, she turned slowly to the room. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest. Trying to break free. Grabbing her composure she raised her right hand and tapped on the microphone. The tapping noise booms through the audio system in front of the stage.

Not being able to turn back now she started. “I want to be fucked right on this stage. Any of you man enough to rail me with an audience.” Short and sweet. Got the message across.

She thought maybe two but when five, six no seven, guys stood up and started waking to the stage she was surprised. “Well, come get me boys,” she said in her most seductive voice.

She stepped back and put her hands on her hips, biting her lips as she watched her fantasy coming to get her. A guy dressed in all black came and ...