I was standing in the middle of a dimly lit basement room, surrounded by people I didn’t know. The air was heavy with anticipation, and the sound of whips cracking echoed off the walls. It was my first time at a dungeon social event, and I felt both excited and nervous.
My Master, Jeremy, had reluctantly agreed to come with me after I mentioned how unsatisfying the regular kink events had become. He had always been protective of our private world, but I knew he understood the importance of exploring new territory.
As we entered the room, I could feel the stares of others on us. Some looked curious, while others seemed apprehensive. But as soon as Jeremy took my hand and led me to a corner of the room, I felt safe and protected.
He leaned in close and whispered into my ear, “You look stunning tonight. Remember the protocols I taught you.” His breath sent shivers down my spine, and I nodded eagerly. We had practiced our protocols many times before, but this was the first time we were putting them to the test in public.
As the night went on, I felt my anxiety slowly melting away. People approached us, asking questions about our relationship and sharing their own experiences. It was a far cry from the impersonal interactions at the regular kink events.
Jeremy noticed my growing confidence and gave me a proud smile. He knew how important this night was for me, and he wanted to make sure I had the best possible experience.
As the clock struck midnight, Jeremy turned to me and said, “It’s time.” My heart raced as I followed him towards the center of the room. The crowd parted, creating a clear path for us. I felt every eye on us as we walked.
Once we reached the center, Jeremy stopped and turned to face me. He looked deep into my eyes, searching for any sign of fear or uncertainty. Seeing none, he nodded approvingly.
“Bend over,” he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. I quickly complied, knowing that every second counted in this public display of submission.
He pulled out a pussy pump from his bag and attached it to my lips. The sensation was intense, causing me to gasp. As the vacuum tightened around my clit, I could feel the blood rushing to the surface, making my pussy swell and throb with anticipation.
I looked up at Jeremy, seeking permission to continue. He nodded slowly, his eyes locked onto mine. With trembling hands, I reached down and began to stroke my clit through the glass dome of the pump.
The crowd around us watched in rapt attention as I brought myself closer and closer to orgasm. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was acutely aware of every touch, every breath, every sound.
As the pressure built inside me, I felt a sudden burst of wetness between my legs. The pussy pump had worked its magic, causing my pussy to flood with moisture.
I looked up at Jeremy, my eyes pleading for release. He nodded again, granting me permission to cum. And as soon as the words left his mouth, I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, starting in my pussy and radiating outwards until it consumed my entire body.
My legs buckled beneath me, but before I could collapse completely, Jeremy caught me in his arms. He held me close as I rode out the waves of my orgasm, my body shaking with each pulse of pleasure.
As the intensity began to fade, I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was smiling down at me, clearly pleased with my performance.
“That was amazing,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “You did so well.”
My cheeks flushed with pride as I hugged him tightly. I knew that this moment would be etched in our memories forever.
But the night wasn’t over yet. As the crowd began to disperse, Jeremy led me towards a private corner of the room. He pulled out a vibrator and turned it on low, its gentle buzzing filling the air around us.
He slid the toy inside me, causing my pussy to clench around it. With one hand, he held onto the base of the vibrator while using the other to tease my clit.
I could feel myself building towards another orgasm, but this time there was a sense of urgency, a need to cum quickly before anyone noticed what we were doing.
As the pressure inside me reached its peak, I felt a sudden gush of liquid between my legs. The sensation was overwhelming, causing me to cry out in shock and pleasure.
I looked up at Jeremy, my eyes wide with disbelief. He smiled knowingly, clearly pleased by my unexpected response.
“You squirted,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe. “That’s incredible.”
I could feel the warmth of my own juices running down my legs as I hugged him tightly, feeling closer to him than ever before.
As the night drew to a close, we made our way back to the car, holding hands and laughing softly. We had both experienced something truly special tonight – a moment of connection and intimacy that would never be forgotten.
