WED 1.8
For what ever reason I tend not to approach many people at the club. I wore my new 8inch heels. I started to notice my body getting softer from not being as obsessed with the gym. I drove straight to the club without stoping home. CES is in town and it's surprisingly not that apparent at the club. The music is loud and my friend Katie is working. We found two guys sitting down with a bottle of sky vodka at their table. The energy is good and we get into a conversation about nipples. we convince them to do a half hour dance in the VIP longe. The time moves fast we switch laps a few times and then we try to convince them to stay longer. I was surprised it didn't work. Katie leaves. I notice a tall guy walking around with a leather strap over his t-shirt. We talk for a moment and agree to reconnect later, he seems like fun but nothing that would result in a cash out. I walk the floor and do a few dances. One guy tells me I should do more squats. I fall in my heels and skin my knee on the club carpet. I run into leather strap again and he agrees to do a floor dance. He pinches my nipples hard so I go to choke his throat playing but also firmly. I do another round of walking around and for some reason tell leather strap i would hang out after clocking out. I take my time and pay my fees, I start driving home and then last minute decide to meet at the casino. we meet at the bar, grab a drink and head up to his hotel room. He wants to be dominated. I take his shirt off and pinch his nipples hard. he seems to get something from the pain. I choke him and slap him with his strap. I am not turned on sexually but more turned on by the power. I slap him on the face and smile as i decide to push my fingers in his throat. I start rubbing his pants as I choke him. I tell him I want him to cum on himself and he does as told. I never take off my clothes and I oddly cuddle him to sleep. I wake up in the morning and I leave. My phone dies and it takes me an hour to find my way home. I never discuss anything that happened and I carry on my day.
CM 350 TS 6
For what ever reason I tend not to approach many people at the club. I wore my new 8inch heels. I started to notice my body getting softer from not being as obsessed with the gym. I drove straight to the club without stoping home. CES is in town and it's surprisingly not that apparent at the club. The music is loud and my friend Katie is working. We found two guys sitting down with a bottle of sky vodka at their table. The energy is good and we get into a conversation about nipples. we convince them to do a half hour dance in the VIP longe. The time moves fast we switch laps a few times and then we try to convince them to stay longer. I was surprised it didn't work. Katie leaves. I notice a tall guy walking around with a leather strap over his t-shirt. We talk for a moment and agree to reconnect later, he seems like fun but nothing that would result in a cash out. I walk the floor and do a few dances. One guy tells me I should do more squats. I fall in my heels and skin my knee on the club carpet. I run into leather strap again and he agrees to do a floor dance. He pinches my nipples hard so I go to choke his throat playing but also firmly. I do another round of walking around and for some reason tell leather strap i would hang out after clocking out. I take my time and pay my fees, I start driving home and then last minute decide to meet at the casino. we meet at the bar, grab a drink and head up to his hotel room. He wants to be dominated. I take his shirt off and pinch his nipples hard. he seems to get something from the pain. I choke him and slap him with his strap. I am not turned on sexually but more turned on by the power. I slap him on the face and smile as i decide to push my fingers in his throat. I start rubbing his pants as I choke him. I tell him I want him to cum on himself and he does as told. I never take off my clothes and I oddly cuddle him to sleep. I wake up in the morning and I leave. My phone dies and it takes me an hour to find my way home. I never discuss anything that happened and I carry on my day.
CM 350 TS 6
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