INTERACTIVE LOVER:

SYDNEY SAVAGE

The Leather Bar Scene

by PJ

 

You walk down the narrow stairwell to the club's closed entrance. The burly doorman pins you with an icy stare, you hand him a fifty, then wait while he unlocks the heavy iron door for you. Bulging arms tense as the doorman pulls the door open, you walk inside without another glance, eager to meet your date for the evening.

The music threatens to rupture your eardrums. You wince and blink your eyes as roving strobe lights slash across your sight. The reek of sweat and leather is overpowering, as you blink violently to restore your vision, you can make out the shapes of people bound with chains, men and women hanging by their wrists while laughing tormentors whip them with long scourges or short riding crops.

You push through the dense crowd, walking to the right of a circular bar set in the center of the large room. All along the brick basement walls are chains and leather manacles attached to thick iron rings. Tonight is busy for the club, almost all of the restraints are in use, you briefly watch a tall brunette woman lick a short blonde girl's bare ass while the naked girl writhes in her leather wrist manacles, crying out in bliss. When you reach the far side of the bar, you join a small group observing a bare-chested man whipping a red-haired young woman garbed in a tight black leather corset and jack boots. The young woman's red tresses are bound in a tight bun atop her head, but strands of crimson hang down her perspiring forehead as she jerks violently in her chains, obviously in the throes of a powerful orgasm, because you can see the honey running down her bare thighs, you can smell her arousal like an alluring perfume. The sweating whipper raises his lash and strokes the red-haired woman's hot flesh again, adding another burning welt to the collection of weals between her creamy white shoulder blades. You inhale the chained woman's musk deeply while she shudders, her wrists bound above her head, her slim legs wobbling as heavy droplets of vaginal nectar slide along her pale thighs.

"Jean sure gets off alot, that's her fourth climax tonight," grinned a latex-wrapped diva.

"She's one of the club's favorites, she can dish it out and take it all night long," nodded a leather-hooded man holding a scotch and soda.

You reluctantly leave the group to find your date. You find her busy at one of the stations along the far wall, kneeling between the splayed legs of a girl still dressed in her private school uniform. The school girl's white blouse is unbuttoned and hanging open, her bra pulled up to free her small, white breasts. Your date has her head underneath the girl's plaid skirt, you can hear slurping noises which make the manacled school girl moan with pleasure.

"Sydney?" you call out over the roaring music, cracking whips, and raucous conversation.

Sydney pulls her head out from beneath the sighing school girl's short skirt. The leather-clad woman looks up at you with smoldering, bright blue eyes, she licks her rose-hued lips languidly, her pouting mouth still wet with the young girl's cunt honey.

"Sorry I started without you," purrs Sydney, tossing dark brown hair over her left shoulder before rising to her full height.

"That's okay. You chose an..interesting place to meet," you smile, with a meaningful glance at the debauchery around you.

"I hang out here alot," shrugs Sydney, swaying her curvaceous hips while she walks up to you. She looks up to meet your eyes, she traces your lower lip with a scarlet-painted nail. "If you want to be my boyfriend, you should know what I like."

"And you like..this?"

"Uh, huh," nods Sydney, her moist lips curving into a smile, her body warm against yours. Sydney rises on her toes, brushes her lips over your mouth. "So, do you want to be the bitch or the master?"

"The master, of course," you smile, stroking Sydney's soft hair with your right hand. "Now why don't you kneel down and show me how good you are."

Sydney plants a tender kiss on your lips before kneeling gracefully at your feet. She looks up at you while she unzips your trousers and removes your cock. Sydney's blue eyes remain locked with yours as she runs her tongue up and down your hardening prick, her lips caressing every inch of your thick member. You moan when Sydney sucks each of your balls into her warm mouth, her deft hands fondling your cock without pause. You comb your left hand through Sydney's silky mane and slip your right hand into her leather body stocking, groping her soft left breast, milking the warm tit. Sydney moans with pleasure, she smiles at you before she sucks the length of your cock into her wet mouth, her cheeks tightening as she sucks deeply on your meat. You groan sharply, watching Sydney devour your prick. You start bucking your pelvis, thrusting your cock through Sydney's mouth, your left palm pressed against the back of her head as you shove your member between Sydney's rose-colored lips that are wrapped firmly around your thrusting pole.

Sydney massages your hanging balls while she slurps on your throbbing cock. You pinch her stiff left nipple, then you pull down the leather that covers the tit, letting the mound drop free. Sydney moans around your dripping cock as you crush her left breast, fingers digging into her warm flesh, twisting her erect nipple until she shivers from the delicious pain. Sydney presses her beautiful face into your crotch, she sucks deeply on your aching prick, stroking your member with her tongue until you explode inside her mouth, squirting salty milk down Sydney's throat. Sydney presses her palms against your thighs, drinking every drop of your cum. She slowly lets your cock slide free from her wet mouth, she giggles when you rub the tip of your prick across her soft lips and over her nose.

"Was I good?" inquires Sydney, sliding her palms up and down your legs.

"Very good," you smile, stroking Sydney's hair. "Stand up, now."

Sydney rises on her spiked heels. You catch the tongue of Sydney's front zipper and drag it down Syd's stomach. When you reach Sydney's crotch, you let go of the zipper and stroke Syd's smooth belly with your right palm. Sydney drapes her slender arms over your shoulders, she sighs softly and stares up at you while you run your hand over her firm stomach, circling around her belly button, then dipping your hand into her skintight leather body sleeve, to her warm, wet crotch.

"Mmmm, I like that," smiles Sydney, biting her lower lip as you fondle her pussy, scratching the moist folds of her labia. You rub your nose over Sydney's, then kiss her when you touch the tiny bud of her clitoris. Sydney moans sharply into your mouth, she strokes your tongue with her own as you rub her clit over and over, sending shivers through the young woman's lithe body.

You remove your honey-coated fingers from Sydney's musky crotch to pick up a pair of handcuffs from a nearby table. Sydney lets you take her arms and place them behind her back, she rubs her crotch against yours while you snap the cuffs securely in place around Syd's wrists.

"What are you going to do to me now, lover?" grins Sydney, leaning against your tall frame.

You drop your face down to Sydney's hanging breast. Sydney groans when you begin sucking on her dark brown nipple, suckling upon her warm, pliant tit. You grope Sydney's ass as you devour her ivory breast, covering the mound in gleaming drool. You look up into Sydney's face, her cheeks are flushed, her blue eyes narrowed while she watches you ravish her breast with your lips and tongue, she pants through pursed lips, writhing on her feet, her cuffed arms trembling behind her.

You stand up and spin Sydney around. You shove her atop an empty table, knocking her feet apart so that her legs are spread-eagled.

"Anyone got a paddle?"

A masked watcher hands you a long, wooden paddle sheathed in black rubber. You take the paddle and rub it over each of Sydney's leather-wrapped buttocks, she looks over her left shoulder at you, her blue eyes wide, glittering with excitement.

You slap Sydney's ass once with the stiff paddle. Sydney whimpers softly, her thighs shake a little. Resting your left palm on the small of Sydney's back, you smack Syd's bottom without pause for five minutes. A small crowd has gathered to watch you spank Sydney, they murmur with approval while you pound Sydney's buttocks relentlessly, the crack of the paddle on leather reverberating around you. Sydney's whimpers rise to moans, then shift to sobs as the assault goes on and on. As you spank Sydney even harder, you gather her long, dark brown hair in your left hand, you tug on her mane, riding her like a mare as you slap her shivering buttocks faster and faster, the paddle trembling in your hand from the force of each sharp impact.

You finally lower the paddle and let go of Syd's hair. Sydney's head hangs over the far edge of the table, saliva from her slack mouth drips to the floor, her cuffed body shudders, her ass wriggles beneath the skintight black leather.

You give back the paddle to its owner, then press your crotch into Sydney's burning buttocks. Sydney whimpers when you grasp her shoulders and jerk down her body sleeve. You uncuff Sydney long enough to slip her leather garment down over her hips, then down her quaking legs to her polished boots. Sydney's rounded buttocks glow red with bruising. You caress Syd's pert ass with your right palm, she shivers from your touch, moaning weakly when you touch her throbbing bruises.

Kneeling down between Sydney's splayed legs, you lick her cherry red buttocks, then nuzzle between her warm, luscious mounds, licking the puffy lips of Syd's pussy, wriggling your tongue just inside her wet vulva. Sydney's agonized whimpers transform into ecstatic moans, she rubs her ass against your face, her cunt oozing with sweet nectar as you drive your tongue into her tender hole, coaxing more juices from her warm vagina. You slide your tongue over the silky flesh of Sydney's inner thighs, you rub your cheeks over her velvet smooth buttocks, lick her shivering cheeks, stroke her quivering cunnie with your fingers, your digits dipping into her drenched sex, slipping deep into her clenching vagina.

Sydney gasps, her whole naked body shudders, she writhes in orgasm.

You stand up, you pull Sydney off the tabletop, you unlock her handcuffs. Sydney clings to you as you walk to the nearest empty set of hanging chains. Sydney raises her slim arms for you, you cinch leather cuffs around her bruised wrists, she whimpers softly, staring hotly at you with her brilliant, blue eyes. You hug Sydney's lean waist and kiss her hard upon the mouth, she moans between your lips, your saliva falls upon her pouting mouth when you break free of the young woman's embrace.

Wrapping your left arm around Sydney's bare waist, you free your cock again, then hug Syd with both arms as you shove your cock into her dripping pussy. Sydney throws back her head and groans, you gather Syd's bruised buttocks in your palms and squeeze her glowing cheeks, stabbing between her closed legs. Your thighs slap into Sydney's, you sheathe your cock in Syd's tight vagina, holding your prick inside her as Sydney's cunt contracts around your member, milking it. The chains above Sydney's head shake and jingle as you slam into Syd over and over, your mouth sliding over her pale shoulders, her exposed throat, her gasping lips. Clutching Sydney's ass, you cover her open mouth with yours, your pumping crotch smashing harder and harder into Syd's, your prick spearing up into Sydney's taut belly. Sydney moans weakly into your mouth before she orgasms again. You thrust one last time into Syd's slick pussy before you burst inside her, soaking her vagina in cum. Sydney devours your lips, unwilling to let go. You hold Sydney to you, her naked body flushed and hot against yours. The crowd disperses, but you still hug Sydney, nuzzling her damp hair, her scent sweet in your nostrils as you fondle the young woman's buttocks that fill your palms.

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