They were doing my make-up. Anal sex It suddenly struck me that I was probably completely naked in front of a room full of men. Or maybe not, because I feel the stings of a hundred bees on my bum which could only mean a cat-o-nine flogger. He looked like he hasn’t ever heard a no from anyone. A target for a mad knife thrower. I whispered another apology which goes unnoticed. There was absolute silence, and just the sound of footsteps walking towards me. It felt good, I was past caring anyway. if I move my legs, they part… “No, members only,” he smiled, “Members only, it really is very boring.”
I laughed and suggested that the Club was just a get together of boring old men who ate and drank too much and then tried to out do each other with boring stories. I need cock. The voice continues… There was a bathroom with a shower. It was me.
