To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 5 - Sex Stories

To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 5

... she should be worried. "A bar I know," was his only answer. They went back to the truck and he drove to the bar. It was a place he used to frequent and he was comfortable taking her there. It was friendly to the BDSM lifestyle and he would likely know most of the people there. Sara looked at the outside of the bar cautiously. It was dark, but she could see a hulking bouncer standing at the doorway. She wondered if she would be able to get in without identification. As if reading her mind, David pulled out his wallet and fished out her driver's license. He handed it to her, "You might need this." It felt odd in her hands, like it was from a life that she'd never known. She took it and carried it with her as they walked in. Of course, the bouncer asked for her license. "Is this really you?" He asked as he glanced at the photo and then at her. "Yes." Sara said with annoyance. "When is your birthday?" He quizzed. She answered correctly and he let her in. Her dress didn't have any pockets, so she handed the license back to David. He put it back in his wallet and walked inside with her. Sara had never been in a bar before and wasn't sure what to expect. The music was extremely loud and it was a moment before she realized there was a band playing. The place was larger than it looked on the outside. The bar lined the opposite side of the stage and there were few tables scattered around. Most of the people were crowded around the stage. She walked with David to the bar and he got ...

... them both beer. They sat at the only empty table and Sara continued to look around, taking in the sights. There were several stripper poles around and one had a topless girl dancing on it. She also noticed a large wooden wheel on the wall across from her. "What is that?" She asked David. He smiled at her and she immediately knew that she shouldn't have asked, "See the cuffs attached..." Sara interrupted him, her face now red, "Okay, never mind, I get it." "Don't you want to try it?" He asked mischievously. "I'd get sick." Sara quickly replied. Sara noticed a leggy blonde approaching them with purpose. She was wearing a short black leather skirt and a red leather corset top. Sara could see tattoos winding around her legs and across her chest. As she got closer, she noticed the piercings on her eyebrows and her bright red lipstick. "I haven't seen you around for a long time." The blonde rubbed David's shoulders. Sara felt a twinge of jealously. She wondered if this was someone he fucked. He glanced up, unconcerned, "Hi, Mona." Mona pulled up a chair and sat with them. "Are you going to finish the work on my tits?" She asked, referring to her tattoos. "No." David had decided several months ago that she was not interested in his art work, only in fucking him. Mona decided to change the topic of conversation, "Busy huh? Is this your new sub?" "Her name's Sara," he said. "She's cute...quiet isn't see?" Mona looked her over. David nodded, "Some men like that in a woman." Mona scoffed ...