To Catch a Sub - 002 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 002

... the show then fucked her in the pussy, the ass and in the mouth.

LadyJane -- That sounds pretty tame considering some of the shows I have seen in other places.

Whipster -- Yeah. But they then opened it up to anyone in the crowd. About 20 guys lined up.

LadyJane -- No shit? How the hell are they getting away with that?

Whipster -- Private club, private members and they make a big deal about it all being consensual.

LadyJane -- I've never heard of that before. And the women really doing it willingly?"

Whipster -- That's what they say, and the women certainly weren't fighting too hard.

Sasha kept looking but didn't find any more references to what was going on with the late entertainment. She put the laptop back where she found it and turned in the chair to stand up. She gasped when she saw that wet spot on the upholstery of the chair. Her jeans were wet through the crotch. She scrubbed the chair with a towel and then headed to the bedroom.

She stumbled to the bathroom in the dark and shut the door. She pulled off her jeans and dropped them in the hamper followed by her damp panties. The t-shirt she had been wearing went in as well before she slipped on her gown, turned out the light, and opened the door. Slipping quietly into bed she pulled the covers up to her neck. She lay on her back, looking up into the darkness. It was a long time before she was able to go to sleep.

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During the week, Sashe returned several times to the laptop. She ...

... continued to search on terms like bondage, discipline, sadism, and masochism, among others. The information she was finding was almost overwhelming and oftentimes left her confused. She wasn't sure what to make of the information or how it made her feel. Often, she would find herself aroused and excited. Other times she was horrified.

She was always careful to put the laptop back exactly as she had found it on the same page and in the same location. She didn't say anything to Anthony about what she was learning or finding. That sort of bothered her as well. It felt like she was sneaking behind his back. Almost like she was cheating on him. The bad thing was that no matter how hard she tried, she kept coming back to look at more.

On Wednesday, she was sitting in the study looking at the laptop. She had searched on BDSM Clubs and some of the paid advertising listings came up. She saw a website called The Pillory. They were advertising streaming videos of a whole array of BDSM activities. She clicked the link and was soon looking at a list of free sample videos. She saw one woman that looked about her age, hanging from some sort of metal frame and screaming. She followed that link and in seconds, the computer screen showed the lead-ins to the video with all the legal disclaimers. The screen dissolved and came back into focus to show the woman with her arms tied to a pipe which ran across her shoulders. She was leaning forward, hanging from the pipe. A rope around her waist was ...