Kely, The Fool's Initiation

According to our agreement, I showed up at the meeting point near Sabine's home where she was waiting for me.

"You look gorgeous tonight, sweetie!" I told her.

"And when you see my real outfit hidden under my clothes, you'll be dreaming!" she retorted, laughing.

"What reason did you give him for going out tonight?"

"Oh, not much, a night out with work colleagues, period."

"We'll eat a little something before leaving and then we'll go."

"Lots of activities tonight, a two-part program! I'm starving."

Sabine wore a black slit skirt that came off with extreme ease. She confided that underneath, ultra-tight leather shorts covered her lace, while her bust under her jacket was just veiled. We arrived as planned at the boutique's closing, shortly before 10 PM. Sabine took off her skirt in the car and we both entered.

A few customers were there, watching us pass. My friend Cyril came to us without delay and settled us in his office while he proceeded to close up. I left Sabine alone for a few minutes to find Cyril, who explained his plan.

"I'm going to set you both up in the booth; you start watching the film and I'll send you the first guest. When one leaves, the second enters, and so on. You, you'll be her assistant," he said, laughing. "Then, we'll all meet downstairs to get acquainted, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan!"

We returned to his office; Cyril complimented Sabine on her beauty.

"Your shorts suit you perfectly, Sabine; I don't think you'll keep them on for very long," he said, laughing. "Come on, I'll take you there!"

We entered the red-walled booth, lit only by the video screen and a tiny nightlight.

"Hmmm... It feels good here, doesn't it?" Sabine declared. "I feel comfortable."

"Then it's a shared pleasure! You can stay on your knees on the bench or lie down, whatever you prefer."

"Tell me, do I stay dressed? I mean, do I keep my shorts on or start by taking them off?"

"In my humble opinion, stay in your silk, it’ll be more inviting. I think it's best if you watch the film with me, kneeling on your comfortable bench. Then, if you want to vary the positions, it's up to you!"

"And you, you're my assistant?"

"Your all-purpose companion if you want!" I retorted, laughing.

The projection began, and I was convinced that this film would set her senses on fire.

"Oh! Look at that guy... isn’t that Cyril acting in it?"

"Yes, it's him; I saw the sequence with him yesterday!"

Someone knocked on the door. Without a word, the man approached her and stroked her curves while looking at me. I assisted him in preparing for the encounter before he took possession of Sabine. I saw a wordless story unfold, only perceiving Sabine's moans against the background of the film. Holding her firmly by the hips, he accelerated the pace before reaching his release on her skin. He then disappeared.

"So, how are you doing, darling?"

"Great! A real dream!" she said.

The second one entered, ready and eager, and dived directly onto Sabine, joining her with all his might. He finished quickly, leaving his mark. I ran my hand over Sabine's warmed intimacy with unspeakable pleasure. The third one followed the same movement.

The fifth, a handsome young man of color, proudly showed me his strength, which he immediately shared, causing Sabine a few jolts of pleasure as she invited her suitor to take her even more firmly. He didn't resist for long and turned toward me, his essence reaching me. The others followed one after another, provoking an undisguised frenzy in Sabine.

"My darling, I’m in heaven; I never thought it possible to one day do what I’m doing now!"

The last person to enter was Cyril, who was the first to speak.

"Sabine, I’m the eleventh, and I couldn't resist coming to visit you too."

"But I was waiting for you! After seeing you in that film, I wanted you to come see me!" she said without turning around.

"I'll take care of him for a few moments and then give him to you, darling," I said to Sabine.

After welcoming him, I guided him to his place, moved by his steady back-and-forth thrusts. Knowing Cyril liked a variety of pleasures, I guided his strength toward her deeper secrets. Sabine let out a soft cry of relief before letting her pleasure wash over her. When the final release came, Sabine warmly thanked Cyril for this improvised evening.

"The pleasure was all ours, Sabine! Now we're going downstairs to toast in your honor; there are a few bottles of champagne waiting for your arrival!"

Sabine pulled on her shorts, took me by the hand with a kiss, and we went down to the room of festivities. When she entered, she was surprised to find her ten guests gathered together, all naked, waiting impatiently for her arrival. She burst out laughing at the surprise. She was handed a glass, and they all toasted in her honor.

"Since you're all here like this, I think I'll take off my shorts and blouse, it’s more practical!"

"I think I'll finally do the same as you," I told Sabine, laughing.

I shed my clothes while Sabine and I, lying on the padded table, embraced each other in a burning hold.

"My friends," she said, drinking another glass, "you see before you a well of pleasures; so fill it!"

I gave her my spot as she placed her feet in the stirrups at the end of the table, positioning her intimacy right at the edge. To kick off the evening, I leaned between her thighs, offering my silhouette for all to see. Hands immediately took possession of me, while I focused on Sabine to bring her relief, only ending up increasing the intensity of the moment.

We found ourselves besieged from all sides, taken in every direction and from every angle. The men leaned into her generous offer, which they absolutely wanted to honor. I found myself lying down, joined by a handsome male while Cyril discreetly placed himself behind me, moving with vigor, exploring me to the depths of my core. Sabine was under a warm shower of essence coating her glowing chest; our makeup needed a total do-over...

After a few glasses of champagne and some treats for the hungriest, we went to the center's bathroom to fix our faces for program no. 2. In the car, I asked Sabine for her impressions of this early part of the evening...

"So, my darling, how are you feeling now?"

"I’ll tell you, I feel like I’ve become a real torpedo!"

"Yes! A 'well of pleasures' as you put it... I loved your expression!" I retorted, dying of laughter.

"This incredible feeling of being taken from all sides is inexplicable, but so fantastic!"

I drove gently, thinking we were about to get down to serious business. Arriving at a place totally unknown to me left something uncomfortable hovering in my mind. We finally arrived at the address provided, a small chateau lost in the forest, where a number of cars were parked. We were greeted with politeness and respect, but without the slightest smile. The man at the desk asked if we had been there before. Answering in the negative, he led us to the bar where a tall man, built like a rock, stood, smiling no more than the first. Most of the customers seemed to be in couples, and others arrived behind us.

"What are you ladies drinking?"

"Two Gin and Tonics, is that possible?"

"Of course! Which of you are we to honor tonight, or is it both of you?" asked this talking tombstone.

"My friend Sabine and I are drawn to more intense trends and wanted to have a deeper experience."

He made a sign, and two handsome boys, accompanied by a very seductive woman dressed in leather from head to toe, placed themselves beside Sabine. The two men delicately unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her bust, each taking one to admire at length. Sabine looked at me strangely, wondering what was going to happen to her. The young woman approached her and put a leather collar around her neck, attached to a leash.

"I'm Linda! Don't worry, everything will happen gently!" she said, kissing her. "Here, you just have to obey, but we do nothing without your consent!" she continued with a slight, warm, friendly smile.

"What should I do?" Sabine asked.

"You stand up and say nothing."

Sabine understood immediately that these airs matched the establishment's standards. Linda ran her hand along her skin, testing her readiness.

"You are perfect tonight! Come with us."

I saw Sabine leave under escort, finding herself kneeling before her two bodyguards, responding to their commands. Another very attractive man came to sit beside me; he was a client accompanied by his wife.

"Good evening! My name is Patrick, I’m a regular at the club, and you?"

"Kely, it’s my first time here!" I replied with a smile.

"You are welcome! Don't worry about the 'show' put on for new clients; it’s house policy, have no fear!"

"I was slightly worried when I saw my friend leave with those three people... but apparently, they are only doing her good!"

"Linda will take care of her; she’s very competent in surrender, for that is the first rule! Come with me, I’ll introduce you to my wife."

We found ourselves in a solitary alcove, allowing me to observe Sabine out of the corner of my eye.

"Eva, I’d like you to meet Kely!" he said jovially.

"Pleased to meet you, Kely."

His wife was also very attractive and sensual, about 35 years old, with a very dominant air.

"Don't tell me anything; let me guess the motivations that drive you to come here seeking what you can't find elsewhere."

"But how can you know all that, Eva? I haven't said a word yet!" I retorted, surprised and laughing.

"You don't need to say it; it’s written on your beautiful face!" she replied, caressing my skin. "You are very seductive; your eyes are wonderfully deep, I like them very much."

"I like you a lot too!"

"Come here and sit between my legs."

"Are these things done here?" I asked.

"Here, you just do what I order you to do!" she replied curtly.

I saw myself indeed in good hands, even if the appearance seemed different from my usual approaches. The fact of accepting her request perfectly justified what she had detected in me! I placed myself on the floor, my head between her legs, feeling her hands stroke my hair. Raising her skirt, she took me by the hair with one hand and pulled me firmly toward her. I found myself without resistance, letting myself be guided instinctively by my senses.

"Now, my husband is standing very close to you; you are going to take good care of him while I watch you, my dear little one."

I complied like a robot, seeking something I had been waiting for. She took me by the hair again and cleared my mouth.

"How do you find it?"

"Hum... Delicious!"

"Now, speed it up!" she told me, striking me while pushing my head back onto what I was tasting.

With her hand gripping my hair, she set the pace, forcing my back-and-forth motion. I felt her hand grab the tips of my breasts, pinching them very hard while ordering me to go even deeper. Following her command, I understood I had to take it further, and I received another sharp reminder.

Continuing her steady rhythm, I felt the man was at his breaking point. She spoke to me in a languid, soft voice, warning me to go all the way without failing. I felt a powerful discharge flood me, which I hurried to welcome. She took me by the hair again, drawing me toward her face.

"So, do you like this experience?"

"I confess it feels good... you know me so well!"

"Kiss me deeply."

She signaled Linda to come and get me so I could rejoin Sabine. I saw her, positioned firmly, her skin glowing with a scarlet hue. She was surrender personified, while guests moved before her in a silent parade of desire. I asked Linda if Sabine was feeling okay.

"Contrary to appearances, she feels wonderfully well and wishes to continue her experience," Linda confided.

"It’s something she wanted to experience!" I replied.

"It’s a way for many to release their daily sufferings; we are far beyond the context of a mere game, believe me..."

"I’m more and more convinced of that," I affirmed.

"You were with Eva, that’s a beautiful experience for you; they are a lovely couple! Eva is splendid and hides a great heart beneath her shell. Don't lose sight of her!"

"Linda, one more detail: it is imperative that marks remain on her skin until tomorrow morning..."

"Message received," Linda replied with a discreet smile.

I headed back to the alcove where Eva and her husband were, a discreet, intimate spot away from the crowd. She watched me walk toward her with a smile; her personality intrigued me greatly. Approaching her, I noticed the riding crop she held in her hands.

"So, tell me, how is your friend?" she asked, brushing the inside of my thighs with her crop.

"Hmmm... Apparently, according to Linda, she’s doing very well," I retorted with a smile.

As she spoke to me, I felt the gentle back-and-forth of the crop along my legs, sending a shiver through me.

"Turn around!" she commanded.

"Like this?"

"Yes, that’s perfect!"

I complied without a word, waiting for what she had in store.

"Hmmm... The curve of your legs is absolutely magnificent," she said calmly, trailing her crop over them.

Suddenly, I felt the sting of the crop on my skin.

"Humm... That feels good! I couldn't help but reply."

"You are insolent! I didn't ask you to answer me."

In response, I felt the crop reach me a second time.

"Now, you are going to count out loud with me every stroke I inflict on you. We begin: One..."

This time, the sharp sensation made itself felt, and I repeated: "One... Two... Three." She made me kneel. "Four... Five... Six," the strikes arriving with more conviction. I felt a heat flood me, a deep desire invading my whole body. With every movement, I felt increasingly aligned with her will.

"Should I continue, Kely?" I made sure not to answer, savoring the tingling sensation circulating over my skin.

"Do you know the proverb: 'Silence gives consent'?"

"Yes! I know it, and I consent," I said in a pleading voice.

While calling out the numbers for her, I felt each subsequent stroke with increasing intensity, moaning under the pleasure of the sting.

"I am your outlet, the one giving birth to new senses, a new perception of yourself, a kind of liberation."

"Yes, you are my outlet," I said, counting "Ten."

"Come sit beside me now."

I took my place next to her. Eva took me by the neck and kissed me tenderly, sliding her lips over my skin. She was as emotionally tender as her dominant side was relentless. Her kisses continued their path, and I exploded into an unimaginable peak where fulfillment and intensity merged.

"You are fabulous, Eva; I feel liberated from a heavy burden!"

"Yes, you’ve freed yourself from the attachments that were weighing you down. It’s not over, but it’s a good start!" she said in her soft, charming voice.

"There’s Sabine finally coming back!" I said, relieved.

"I’ll leave you two to exchange experiences. You have my contact info; don't hesitate to reach out whenever you want, I’ll always be there for you."

Sabine showed a positive, smiling attitude like never before. She exhibited herself before me, showing with a certain pride the marks that justified her joy.

"Wow! You are seriously marked," I told her, surprised.

"It stings a bit, but it’s nothing compared to the well-being I feel right now. It’s magic, I feel light, as if I’m in another dimension."

"I had an experience somewhat similar to yours tonight. After the initial apprehension, I let myself go with Eva. I feel the same sensations you did, the feeling of being freed from something."

"Yes, that’s it! Exactly! Freed from a weight..."