Sharp clicks of my heels on the concrete leading to the entrance of the bar as I rush from my car. Blasts of frigid air leave the street deserted while pushing me along towards the glow escaping the doorway of the club. I’m shivering as I push the door open just wide enough to enter and hurry inside.
Standing there, my arms holding me in a vain effort to stop my shaking, I look about and take a quick inventory of the place. Welcoming warmth, a soft comfortable song on the jukebox and snatches of conversation are the first to reach my senses. The club is near empty, the hour late, and two familiar faces, one behind the bar and the other seated at it, turn towards me, taking their own inventory of my state.
I give them what I hope is a small grin, while taking a tentative step in their direction. Ally takes hold of a near bottle and fills a glass with a ruby wine, she knows my desires and does not wait for me to ask. Pushing the glass to me, her eyes take on a glint that portends much but promises little.
“Its good to see you again.”
Taking my seat, I blush and whisper a thanks, my eyes fleeting between the glass and her leer. My hand shakes as I take the glass and I feel Ally and Patty’s eyes upon it. I try to tell myself they will think its from the cold but even I know the futility of that delusion. Both hands cradle the glass and I lean forward to sip, praying that it provides a warmth to both my body and soul to help me through another night.
Patty’s movement on my right brings my attention her way and I glance up at her. Her face at first emotionless then her eyes reach out to me and I can almost feel her thoughts trying to break through the near madness encircling my mind. A hand extends and covers one of mine, confirming her attempt to comfort.
“Have you talked to Judy lately?”
The question cuts me and my contact with Patty is lost, forgotten, hopeless. Eyes darting down, away from everyone, even myself, I can’t move my lips. Instead, I barely manage to stifle a sob, “No.”
“Well, she’s been busy. Had to prioritize things. She hardly has time for one drink when she stops by.”
And now I’m sobbing, uncontrolled, without any shred of dignity or concern over my surrounding or appearances.
“Don’t be so mean!”
Patty’s hand squeezes mine, an arm encloses me, rocks my body with hers. I collapse against her and bawl, wondering what madness brought me here yet knowing to stay away was unthinkable. Time lost, the dampness of my tears soaking her blouse finally brings some composure back and I slowly straighten up in my chair.
I look up into Ally’s face. The grin still there along with the polished steel glint of her eyes. She hasn’t moved, clearly taking enjoyment in my predicament. Heat bursts over my face and I know I am both blushing in embarrassment and in anger. Ally doesn’t look away, and the grin doesn’t change, but her eyes blaze anew but no longer in taunting as a new thought has replaced the pleasure she was taking in my weakness.
Ally reaches for the bottle and refills my glass. I’m amazed my glass was almost empty until it dawns on me my sips were actually gulps in my bahis siteleri futile attempt to stop my tremors. Her hand twists the bottle, bringing the edge of the label into view but then she stops herself and places the bottle back under the counter-top. Ally knows there’s no need for the added salt, she only serves me one wine and we both know why.
A tissue brushes at my cheeks, the touch tender and concerned. I give Patty a heartfelt smile, small though it may be, and I take another sip of the wine. Closing my eyes as she passes a brush through my hair, she does her best to compose me.
“I’m sure she has her reasons. Try not to worry.”
Other words but I’ve heard them before and I keep my eyes closed and focus on the sound of Patty’s voice rather than the meaning. The caresses of her brush and voice bring a calmness often absent of late and I relax for the first time in days. Another sip of wine and I open my eyes to find the glass again empty.
“One more?”
But I don’t answer, nor do I need to do so. Ally refills my glass, Patty’s, and then pours herself one. The three of us quiet, letting the wine refresh us and allow for alternatives not seen before.
The last booth empties and Ally moves to the end of the bar, beginning to close the register and wash the remaining glasses, save ours. She walks to the wall and snaps off the lights except for the ones closest to us and the door. Patty goes to join her and takes Ally’s hand while looking back at me.
I see Patty talking and glancing my way. Ally nods and gives Patty a quick kiss, patting her ass as she steps in the direction of the ladies room. As Ally locks the office door, Patty returns, reaches again for Ally’s hand before coming to me and asking for my car keys. Handing them to her, she places them in her purse, tells me good night and exits before I can say anything in return.
The last of the lights go dark just before Ally returns from the office. Extending a hand, she reaches out and pulls me to my feet. Standing, my knees wobble a bit, the three or four glasses of wine consumed in quick succession having left their mark.
Ally smiles, “I’m going to make you teeter for me a lot more than that. Patty has made a sacrifice of her own pleasure for you tonight. I hope you will repay her for this kindness.”
Her grip tightens and jerks me closer to her. Slipping her hand free, fingers dig into the flesh of my ass cheek. Ally kisses me long and deep, her tongue massaging mine and drawing a low moan of repressed lust from me.
“Patty also left this for you. Open.”
Ally’s fingers release my butt and touch my chin. I open my mouth as she raises her second hand. The wet material passing over my lips, Ally’s fingers pushing the panties into my mouth.
“Do you like them? I made her piss through them before taking them off.”
I suck at the material filling my mouth, drawing out Patty’s essence, beginning to lose myself to the possibilities this night might bring. At the same time, my mind screaming in terror at that I’m preparing to submit to another, without permission. But I’m weak, and forsaken, left without word or formal dismissal.
“Doesn’t canlı bahis siteleri my bitch taste good? I know you’ve missed it.”
Ally’s hand twists in my hair and my face is tilted up towards the ceiling. Her palm flattens on my cheek and remains still there a second. I mumble around the fabric and swallow, knowing that I’m lost and unable to resist.
“I didn’t understand you!”
Her palm gone only a second, returning in a flash, striking me hard across the face.
“I… y..y.y…yess…”
“Good. You’ll taste more later.”
Ally slaps my face twice more before releasing my hair. I look back to her face in the near darkness, her face obscure in the room’s dusk.
“Did you know Judy beat my bitches’ ass in the ladies room the first time she was here? With a belt? Patty’s own belt. Patty told me later she came three times and her ass was so red and tender I don’t doubt it a bit.”
My nipples harden and threaten the thin fabric of my blouse. I watch Ally take a step back, her hands unbuckling a wide leather belt and drawing it from her jeans. Without a word, I turn and face the bar. I lift my skirt and tuck the hem inside the waistband, holding it up and revealing my bare ass. Then I place my hands flat on the bar rail, leaning slightly forward.
“She warmed my bitches’ ass so well, my own marks upon her were almost completely hidden.”
The first lash of the belt finds my ass and makes we sway from the blow.
“Mmm, that sounded solid, I hope you show it well.”
Another crack of the belt upon my ass and I suck hard at the damp panties.
“You do have a nice ass for this. And I know Judy demands her bitches must stand a good beating. So I’m going to test your abilities, as she tested Patty’s and others before and after you.”
In the darkness of the bar, the sound of Ally beating my ass, accompanied by my moans and her grunts, expand and fill the room. The darkness hiding the extent of her efforts from her vision but it is not lost on me. My knees buckling as my pussy explodes.
I find myself on my knees, forehead resting against the wooden panel below the bar counter-top. Panting to catch my breath, ass burning, I feel the toe of Ally’s shoe as she runs it over the red, beaten flesh of my ass. Somewhere, Patty’s panties are on the floor, lost from my mouth.
The tip of her shoe moves from left to right, then back. Retracing its path only lower, circling back once more until she reaches the valley separating my cheeks. Her toe dips down and in, then rising up at an angle, finding my rosebud and bluntly forcing a loosening even as I rise up with it.
Ally’s hands grip my shoulders and spin me to face her. With the dim light at her back, her face remains hidden and her body a mere outline. A dark shadow rises up from her shoulder, the hand striking me flat and hard across the face.
“Now stay up this time!”
Spun again, Ally shoves the escaped material of my skirt back into the waistband. I grip the bar-top and stick my ass back out towards her.
Tears are rolling down my cheeks when she stops. My ass burning like never before, I’m afraid canlı bahis to move should it send more shots of pain into me. Ally turns me again, holding my face in her hands as she kisses me.
Her lips on mine, they taste my tears, licking them away before her soft lips return to my mouth. I can only cling to her, not trusting my ability to stand on my own. Her kisses, insistent and sure, begin to revive me.
“I need to fuck you now.”
My hands on her hips move forward and I’m tearing at the snap and zipper of Ally’s jeans. Tugging at them, I get them over her hips and work them down as I lower myself with them. I can smell her desire and need, which brings a smile to my face.
Her hands in my hair as I lift one foot, then the other, to get her jeans off. I reach for her panties but my face is pulled into her crotch. I lick and suck at her, the thin lace only a slight impediment to the relief she seeks.
Ally grinds herself on my face, holding my head and humping lewdly at me. My tongue moves out and I taste pussy and cloth, cloth damp with pussy, cloth wet with pussy. I work a finger under and pull them aside and my tongue is in the source of her wetness.
The grip on my skull increases, fingernails clawing at my scalp. Ally’s hips reverberate at a fever pace, only her flow keeps from rubbing my lips, nose and chin raw. With a guttural scream, Ally floods my face and I start to blackout from the lack of air as she has my face plastered up against her.
In the stillness of the unlit room, I clean Ally as best I can. She, in turn, helps me to find Patty’s panties and wraps me in my coat before we depart the bar. Walking towards her car, her arm about me for support, Ally turns and looks down an alleyway.
Touching my face, “If it weren’t so cold, I would take you back there. Instead, I’ll save it for another night and I will have to piss on you at home.”
I can only moan at her intentions, both near and long-term, and hold tighter to her.
The trip in her car passes without notice and its not until she opens the door to her apartment that I start to pay attention again to my surroundings. Her apartment luxurious and well furnished, she leads me up to her bedroom.
Opening the door, the hall light illuminates Patty laying nude and spent on the bed. The odor of sex assaults me and I gaze about for the other source. I find the room otherwise vacant, Patty’s friend gone.
A note on the dresser catches Ally’s eye and she goes to retrieve it. The light falling upon her stirs Patty and she rolls sideways, displaying the fresh red welts left by the whip laying on the floor by the bed. Half asleep, Patty speaks to Ally.
“I didn’t know she would be here. She wouldn’t allow me to call and she whipped me so hard as soon as I mentioned it. Riding her clit was so amazing, I’m afraid I may have disturbed the neighbors as we were…” Patty’s voice trailing off as her blinking eyes make me out, remembering now she left me with Ally.
Ally smiles reading the card and listening to Patty. Without a word, she leads me into the bathroom and pushes me to the floor. Slipping out of her jeans and panties, she straddles me and hands me the note.
I read, “Be sure to piss on my bitch and Patty. I fucked her but didn’t have time to shower her. Judy.”
In shock and despair, I look up to Ally only to be struck by her strong, hot stream.