I met him at one of the newest clubs in town. It was called The Titan, a BDSM club where it was invitation only.
I got in because one of my friends had a dominant here who was I guess a head honcho here. Word from my friend is he is the best friend of the club owner.
A man who never keeps the same sub. And never takes a sub to his private room, and does only scenes on the main floor. He was a mystery to most and considering this lifestyle wasnt really for me I felt it was fine that way. I had no intention of ever meeting him, or being in his presence. Even though I think I'd love to be dominated by him.
The idea of complete and utter submission turned me on like nothing else but losing my control was not something I ever intended doing.
I came because Drew, the friend who brought me here, intended on being wasted or something so needed a driver.
Everything was very clean here and well organized. The people with no dominant wore a green bracelet that let people know they weren't owned. Red was, they weren't owned but looking for some fun and obviously people who were owned were collared by their dominants.
I was sitting quietly at the bar and was in dire need of any entertainment. No scenes were on just yet but I think there was one coming up very soon. With the head honcho Gatrien Steel.
Just as my mind was tired of wondering the lights dimmed and a very tall man who oozed power and control walked out with a sub, head down, and command ready. He tied her up to a Saint Andrew's Cross always checking with her to see if the rope was to tight. Continuously teasing her skin with a flogger that he would run all over her body in various patterns keeping her whole body on edge. It was clear to see she was already drenched and he had yet to physically touch her.
Her moans of need got louder and by the time he was finished tying her up she was panting and flushed. He dropped the flogger and attached two nipple clamps to her tits that he just picked up. She gasped in pure ecstasy her eyes rolled back and her body trembling.
"Please master... let me come.... please".
"No pet, hold it".
She was struggling to keep her composure and so was I. I had moved my hand down to my core and couldnt help but touch myself watching this entire scene unfold. The control he had over her, The pleasure he was giving her. I wanted that soo badly.
Never taking his eyes off of the sub he moved behind the cross flicked her nipple clamps and whispered
"Come for me pet"
Not needing anymore incentive she cried out and her whole body shook in pure happiness to finally reach her release.
But he wasnt done. Not letting her finish he slammed his cock deep into her pussy making her cry out in complete shock at the sudden intrusion, her eyes rolled back and her tongue lost control. She tried to mouth words but couldnt get any out.
He pounded into her relentlessly. She tugged at her restraints but soon fell limp against the rope with no energy left. He pounded her harder and by the looks of it released inside her.
By the time he finished untying her she collapsed in his arms unmoving. I believe when that happens she reached subspace which is a compliment to the dominant. The pair disappeared and the lights turned on.
I sat there and felt dissatisfied. I never reached my climax. Never had an orgasm. I removed my hands from my aching core and turned back to the bar.
I needed to leave. I went on the lookout for Drew ready to leave. I found her next to her Dom Agis fast asleep.
"Shes ready to go. Was a little too hard on her today. But I want to take her to my place. "
