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Tomboy: Turnabout

Chapter 14

“The parking lot is full,” Brad said. “Thank God for valet parking.”

Despite the blindfold, Kelly turned her face toward the window as the car rolled to a stop. She more sensed than felt Jessica reach her hands around her head, then Kelly felt the ball-gag’s rubber ball press against her lips.

“Open wide, slave,” Jessica commanded.

Kelly hesitated, but slowly opened her mouth. The ball was just small enough to pass between her teeth, her mouth opened to the max. It snapped behind her teeth like that butt plug snapped up into place up her butt. Jessica quickly buckled it tightly in place. At least it wasn’t one of those gags with a harness.

Drool began to pool in her mouth.

Someone outside opened Jessica’s door. The catsuited beauty slipped out.

“Come along, slave,” Jessica commanded. “Scoot over here. I’ll guide you.”

The blindfolded blonde scooted to the other side of the car. Jessica grabbed an ankle, guiding it down to the ground. Kelly moved her other foot down beside it, hearing the clink of the hobble chain.

No one is saying a word about me being bound, gagged, and blindfolded.

“Is that?” someone asked excitedly.

“Yes. This is the notorious Kelly Kundts in the flesh,” Jessica said. “She’ll be performing here tonight and tomorrow night.”

Performing? Kelly thought. You mean I’ll be getting fucked stupid. Passed around like a cheap whore.

Jessica buckled a collar around Kelly’s neck, attached a leash, and entered the building. The shapely slave in a super heroine costume followed, totally freaked out that she couldn’t see to walk. She had to trust her mistress, and found that extremely hard to do. But she didn’t trip on anything, and they passed into very cold air.

That’s good for all the freaks in leather, but I’m going to freeze my nips off.

Male and female voices oohed and awed all around her. She felt a crowd, felt the press of people around her as they moved deeper and deeper into that kinky club. Male and female hands touched her all over. Tentative at first, but they started grabbing her boobs and butt rather aggressively when neither Jessica nor Brad stopped them.

Someone even pushed insistently on her butt plug through her shorts.

“Mmmm.”

Jessica stopped, so Kelly was able to gather herself a little. At least until Brad pressed up behind her, reaching around to fondle her tits with both hands.

“Let’s tease them with things to come, Kel,” he whispered in her ear.

Brad pulled her sports bar up above her boobs, leaving them jostling before everyone. An appreciative murmur rippled through the crowd. More hands grabbed her tits, pinched her titty flesh and nipples.

“Mmm. Mmm.”

“Hear that?” Brad said. “Kelly loves lots of attention, especially on her tits.”

People were all over her. They sucked on her nipples, pinched her tits and butt. Then someone unzipped her daisy dukes, which were promptly dragged down to her hobbled ankles. Soon, the vest and sports bra were pushed back around her handcuffed wrists. Neither Jessica nor Brad were doing anything to stop them from molesting her, so Kelly accepted her fate and relaxed as best she could.

“Oh man. Oh man,” some guy gasped out.

He popped out Kelly’s ball-gag to hang around her neck, palmed the back of her head, and shoved it down to his cock. Kelly opened wide, knowing what to expect. His cock pushed deep into her mouth.

“Mmmm.”

“Suck it, Tomboy,” he growled. “Suck it like a super heroine should.”

Jessica giggled.

Someone else grabbed her hips, and then swiped his erection up and down her butt crack. He couldn’t get in, not with all the “hardware” plugging her up down there.

“Let me help you out there, my friend,” Brad said.

Brad hooked a finger through the Ben Wa Ball finger loop hanging out of her pussy and started to pull. He slowly pulled the Ben Wa Balls out, one by one as Kelly moaned and squirmed. So damned slowly.

Kelly gasped and cried out around the cock in her mouth, body trembling and jolting as each ball was forced out of her tightness. And she climaxed when the third ball squeezed out.

“Aaaaggh.”

“No one loves sex and sex toys more than Kelly,” Jessica said. “She’s a natural born submissive and sex slave.”

Seconds after the last of the four Ben Wa Balls was pulled out, the eagerly waiting man thrust into her sloppy wet pussy. Kelly gasped and groaned as he fully sheathed with just three thrusts. Already loosened up for the BDSM crowd.

That unknown man thrust into Kelly like a man possessed. All the while, Kelly bobbed up and down the other unknown man’s cock.

“Mmm. Mmmm.”

“I’m fucking Kelly Kundts!”

Laughter and light applause filled the air. Kelly struggled to focus on sucking. The man screwing her was doing such a great job. He pushed her closer and closer, making her squirm and buck. And then that rush to climax consumed her, and Kelly just paused to groan and bask in the pleasure as her body erupted deep within.

“Aaaaagggh.”

“That’s why I’m such a big fan of her work,” a man said. “She is so orgasmic. You can tell she’s not faking, not acting. She loves getting fucked and climaxing.”

A hand to the back of her head got Kelly bobbing on the cock again. She sucked for all she was worth, while that other man pounded her pussy through two more orgasms before both men nutted at the same time.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned as she swallowed, licked, and swallowed more. “Mmm.”

Countless hands were all over her in a heartbeat. The ball-gag was unbuckled and removed from around her neck, followed by her handcuffs. Her sports bra and vest vanished with the handcuffs. Only then did they remove the hobble chain and take her shorts off the rest of the way. Kelly felt her head feeling heavy, sluggish, just knowing everyone was staring at her naked body. Yeah, it was very quiet for a moment.

“Dayum!” some man call, and the crowd came back to life.

Kelly was forced to her knees. The blindfolded blonde licked her lips, swallowed hard, and waited for someone to shove a hard cock in her face. Instead, the crowd grew still again as the clack of stilettos approached.

“So this is the internet porn sensation Kelly Kundts in the flesh,” a haughty sounding woman said. “Her body is amazing.”

Kelly listened to the woman walking all around her three times. Then a latex-gloved hand cupped her left boob, lifting it, and giving it a little squeeze.

“I don’t see natural tits that big and heavy, looking that high and perky very often,” she said. “I am Dame Danika, Mistress of The Whip.”

“I am Lady Sofia,” Jessica said. “My man is Otto.”

“Charmed,” Dame Danika said, still with the superior airs. “May I remove the blindfold?”

“Of course,” Jessica said. “I place her under your authority for the rest of the night. She’s here to perform at The Whip, after all. You may undress her as you like. Dress her up anyway you like. She’s yours to command.”

“Thank you, Lady Sofia. Tyrone, attend me, please.”

Kelly heard a soft stir in the crowd. She failed to hear Tyrone’s approach, but his voice was a deep bass.

“Yes, Mistress?” he said, like a low rumble.

“Please remove Kelly’s… Tomboy? … The slave’s blindfold.”

Tyrone moved behind Kelly and untied the blindfold. He whipped it off with a flourish to reveal her blue mask and baby blue eyes.

“Very beautiful, though the mask is annoying,” Dame Danika purred.

Kelly got her first look at the club’s owner and head dominatrix. She guessed Dame Danika’s height at five foot five, but she wore four inch platform boots with scary high stiletto heels. She was decked out in shiny black boots with purple laces up the side of her legs, with a black latex catsuit sheathing the rest of her body. A leather underboob corset, with purple piping, and a purple choker, gave added interest to her look. Dame Danika had long, arrow straight black hair, bright green eyes, and full red lips. And she looked just as stuck up and haughty as she sounded.