Well it's official...i've gotten myself in over my head again. Goddess D and i were out on the town last night and made a late trip to the strip club without any real expectations. There were no assurances the dancer from the previous visit would be there as we hadn't exchanged any messages with Her and the club was extremely crowded anyway. As far as we were concerned we might just end up having a few drinks and heading home. To my surprise, it took all of 10 minutes for the dancer to spot us and She was drawn to Goddess D like a magnet.
i sat there for quite a while while they chatted with each other. It was very loud and i couldn't hear much of what was said, but about 5 minutes went by before the dancer even acknowledged me with a condescending handshake. She may have even referred to Goddess D as beautiful and me ugly or something while initially approaching. Even now i have weird feelings about it. Clearly i have no expectation that a dancer i really don't know will have any kind of real affection for me. She's made some decent money off of me and obviously She has affection for that at a minimum (i'm not an idiot when it comes to these matters, really). However, we always got along very well, had some good conversations and generally had fun. She flipped the switch so fast to a Domme demeanor and even in friendly moments out on the main floor, She demonstrated that attitude of superiority after treating me completely normally as recently as two weeks ago. There is still respectful conversation amongst the three of us when discussing all of our craziness and She is definitely worried about pushing it too far at times, but there was still a noticeable change in our interactions.
The dancer immediately treated Goddess D as superior and pretty much ignored me. Before long i noticed that Goddess D was showing Her a few things on Her phone, clearly showing the dancer material from Her Twitter account (which of course includes me naked in several compromising positions) and talking about Her experiences as a Domme and about the characteristics of some of Her subs. Candidly, i wasn't sure how i felt about the fact that this Woman was looking at gifs of my erect cock right in front of me.
This type of activity will have to slow down very soon, but we again went back into a private room. This time, i was just being dominated from the start. The dancer had at least heard of the concept of a humiliatrix and really seemed interested to learn more about that and wanted to learn from Goddess D. i've made it clear many times that there are certain things about that i'm really not very enthusiastic about. Just my luck, many of those things are what Princess Sheridan really seems to enjoy. For example, i really do not enjoy public humiliation, nor am i into any kind of "sissy" subject matter. And i say that with a respect for all fetishes. These are just things i have a very low tolerance level for and to put it bluntly, i go soft pretty quickly the moment i'm subjected to it. The dancer of course wanted to incorporate both things into our session. Fortunately, it wasn't limited to that. As usual, i was more than willing to be the guinea pig even if i didn't love everything we did. There's always the fact that i'm being dominated by two beautiful Women to appreciate, so i just had to take it.
Starting out, both Goddess D and the dancer had me on the couch and were verbally humiliating me. Having a half naked Woman taunt me from a few inches away about how i'm not even allowed to fuck my Wife, let alone Her, was pretty intense. All the while both of them were aggressively grabbing my package and pretty much getting a real time gauge of my arousal level. Goddess D didn't hold back this time in getting especially nasty, to the point where i was uncomfortable with it because the door to the room is somewhat open, servers are coming and going, and these places do have cameras. That didn't stop Goddess D from trying to get Her feet into my face and even mouth, followed by an armpit in my face when she thought it might smell. At home these things can be arousing but truly it was freaking me out. The dancer seemed to have no issue with it and was nasty in Her own right in different ways, so it was all good i suppose.
One thing the dancer did while Goddess D had a firm grip on my package was to cover my mouth and nose with Her hands. This was borderline shocking to me because, how would She even think of that? Only possible explanation i can think of is She saw the gif on Goddess D's phone for the "Smother Torture" clip? Breath play is always something that has aroused me, so although this was a fairly tame act in the grand scheme of things, it was also a first to have a Woman other than Goddess D do this to me. Later, Goddess D held my arms down and the dancer actually got up on the couch and smothered me with Her ass. Now that was mindblowing. She asked Goddess D if She was supposed to smother me and She of course said yes. Goddess grabbed me by the hair and pushed me in there further. Of all the things that happened in the back, that was the one that i just couldn't even believe. Never would i blame a dancer for considering that completely out of bounds. Had it ever happened without Goddess D there i'd have been concerned that a boundary would have been crossed. It's a fine line in these situations i guess. But wow, i really couldn't believe that happened. i was probably in there for at least a good 30 seconds. Goddess D followed up with a little bit of that of Her own, but She was wearing jeans. The dancer commented on Her own sarcastically about farting and seemed like She would have if She had one. Leave it to Goddess D to actually have one and to do it a few minutes later. They weren't holding anything back and had no reservations about talking about subjecting me to certain unpleasant bodily functions.
Throughout my time on the couch, i was slapped in the face, grabbed by the neck, kneed in the balls, and grabbed forcefully down below by both of them. Both Women were pretty in my face with various humiliating and degrading statements. Goddess D had no problem spitting into my mouth several times.
Now all of a sudden, the dancer decides She wants to step up the humiliation. She takes Her bra off and wants me to wear it. Oh boy. So i'm sitting there with Her bra over my t-shirt and she's making fun of my A-cups. Awesome. The bra stayed on for most of the rest of our time in there.
We had some drinks on the table with leftover ice. The dancer figures it would be a great idea to stuff that ice down my pants. At first i figured She'd go with one or two handfuls, but it just kept becoming more and more to the point where it was clear She wanted it all to melt there and make it look like i had just cum in my pants or something else. Weird feeling having a dancer pretty much pack my underwear with endless amounts of ice right in front of my Wife. It didn't even seem possible that much was in our drinks. On the last reach in there, she accidentally touched the head of my cock and acted like it was the nastiest thing ever and the end of the world. Pretty humorous actually, She asked Goddess D to pour alcohol on Her finger as if that would disinfect Her and make it better somehow. Once my package was sufficiently numb, she started grinding on me hard, the closest thing to a lapdance i experienced the entire time. She just wanted to make sure i couldn't sufficiently feel it with the ice i guess. Obviously, the ice was cold as hell and her sitting down on it like that pressed it in there harder, but it had to be cold for Her too. She was just wearing underwear and pretty much called me a pussy for reacting to the ice so much while She was pretty much unfazed by it. Her underwear had to be soaked by it too, but it was black so i guess not noticeable.
After grinding on me for a few minutes, things just got weird. Damnit, they're taking my belt off again, and that can't mean anything good. The dancer takes my belt, latches it around my neck like a leash and orders me down on all fours facing Her. Mind you, i'm still wearing Her bra. She pulls me by the leash and orders me to walk on all fours like a dog behind Her and joked about parading me around outside of the room in the more public area. Oh shit, i actually had to speak up and kind of point out that pretty much pushes a boundary. She really wanted to do it, so offered a compromise that i crawl to the door with Her and she open it so somebody can see. So that's what happened. I'm on all fours, belt around my neck, bra on, and She yells out at the servers to look at the spectacle. i couldn't even look out into that direction. Just kept my head turned back in towards the back wall of the room we were in and prayed the moment would pass. One of the servers must have acknowledged it and the door was closed again. Goddess D and the dancer kept talking about keeping me in a dog cage or something like that, i couldn't even believe what i was hearing. Who is this Woman? Around this time the bra fell off and i was out of the woods with that part of it too.
Next, the dancer ordered me to lay down on the ground flat on my stomach, and have no idea why. Goddess D took the belt, the dancer took her bra (which was less effective), and they just started whipping my ass over and over again. Goddess D's swats with the belt really hurt actually. There were so many of them and i was sweating at this point. i never expected to get worked over like this. As if that wasn't enough, the dancer took a pillow, put it over the back of my head and kneeled down on it while Goddess D just continued to wail on my ass with the belt.
We were only supposed to be there for a half an hour but my best guess is whoever was responsible for calling us out on that time decided they didn't want anything to do with the freaks in that room. i can almost envision a conversation amongst the employees about who was going in there to break it all up and they all just said "fuck it" let them go until the lights turn on and they have to close. i'm pretty sure it was at least 45 minutes.
While i was on the ground, Goddess D demonstrated some scissoring and the dancer tried it out a little bit Herself. Not a whole lot of fetishes were left untouched on this night. We then noticed that my knee was bleeding all over the floor. i must have scraped it on one of the tiles while crawling on the floor. The dancer pointed out how She lifts her knees up while dancing on the stage, apparently implying that i should know how to crawl around on the floor without injuring myself. i cleaned that up, and the lights went on not much later, signaling that it was time to go.
Of course, i now had to walk out into the parking lot wearing shorts with a huge wet spot, pretty much in disbelief of what just happened to me. As we left the room Goddess D and this dancer for the second time in a row couldn't stop talking to each other, to the point where we were getting yelled at by the bouncers to leave. It sounds like we're all going to get together in a more normal environment for lunch or dinner to discuss things further sometime soon. As i mentioned, i've spent a decent amount of time in strip clubs over the years. Never did i ever think anything like this was possible, nor was i seeking it (not even on this visit). It's clear to me that this dancer in particular just has a naturally dominant side that She never fully knew how to utilize. She was always very aggressive which probably drew me to Her in the first place, but after meeting Goddess D everything just went up several levels. There is a chain of crazy events happening here. It started with Princess Sheridan and Goddess D first interacting, and now all of that knowledge and attitude is being passed along again. Safe to say another Domme has been born.
