Anyone for Tennis, Dennis? Ch. 15 - Sex Stories

Anyone for Tennis, Dennis? Ch. 15

... good for us all."

"In order to register us all as members." Mike said. "I have had to specify all of our positions and favoured fetish or BDSM orientations. For the moment, Amelie will be going as Remy's submissive. The rest of you will be who you really are anyway."

"I am not really a Dominant or Dominatrix." Remy added. "And Amelie is not really a submissive, but for tonight it will not matter. We will still watch and enjoy. We just will not be participating in anything. Master Mike, Slut-Emma, Mr Dennis and Slut-Julie may be taking part. It will be up to them. Though from what I know, it may be difficult for them not to want to get involved. Master Mike and Slut-Emma have been before and talk highly about it."

"It's great fun. It is just so kinky and even perverted. Anything you have ever thought of. Anything that you may have fantasized about, I bet someone there will be doing it. I bet you will feel pretty straight. There will be loads of spanking and whipping. All sorts of bondage. Latex, Leather, Nylon, Lycra, even Metal--heads showing off their piercings and tattoos. You will see some folks who are completely covered from neck down in tattoos or maybe piercings. Like, in normal clothes you would probably have no idea. They are amazing."

"Oh. So like that Maison de whatsit face place you talked about in Birmingham?" I said

"Yes sort of. Maybe a bit smaller. A bit more cosy. Being member's only there are fewer stalls selling stuff. Though there were a ...

... few last time. And the specialities are a bit wider. It's just great to meet like-minded people."

"Anyway we do need to get going." Master Mike said, indicating his watch.

He held up three black capes towards Amelie, Emma and me.

"To cover you until we get there." He said. "It will be warm enough inside, but we don't want you lovely things to freeze to death now. Do we?"

Ha, bloody, ha.

Still I was grateful for the covering and quickly took the cape to warp around me.

There was plenty of room in Dennis's car. With Remy driving, and Amelie beside her, Master Mike and Emma, Dennis and me in the back.

Emma told me a bit more about 'Locked-Up' and her previous visit, before we drifted into small talk and more questions about my trip to France.

The hour's drive passed quickly.

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It was cool and a bit damp walking the streets of Manchester to find the party site. Ahead of us was the main-line railway into the city on an elevated viaduct. There was a wall of red brick. The arches

and hollows beneath the viaduct had been filled in with various businesses. Each one seemed to have filled the curved arches with different style facias, and were different sizes where the road sloped down and up, as the arches kept the rail level. We even passed a glass fronted arch that held a brewery.

The next couple of arches were bricked in by more modern red bricks similar to but different from the original bridge structure. At street level in the middle of each arch ...