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Sold into Sex Slavery, by Jezebel Rose

My hand trembled as I opened the door to the local swing club. Today I break free of my normal life and try something new.

Walking inside, sounds of music fill my ears as timed bass resonates within my body. I looked over to a small window with a mostly naked woman sitting behind it. With a spiked collar around her neck and leather straps dangling from her body, she stood up and poked her head through the window. “One?”

I nod and handed her twenty bucks as she pressed a button behind the counter, which apparently unlocked the door into the club.

As I walked towards the door, it opened just before my hand reached the handle.

A woman stumbled through the doorway and smiled at me as she passed. Looking at the chain in her hand, I followed it to a man’s collar. He crawled through the doorway on his hands and knees then looked up at me. Most of his face was covered in some sort of leather mask.

I glanced over to the woman behind the counter whom was watching me. “First time?” she said flatly.

Nodding to her, I walked to the doorway and hesitate.

“You’ll be fine,” the woman said as she sat back down on her chair. God, they could turn down the music in here a bit. I can hardly even think straight.

I looked inside the door as the loud music nearly knocked me off of my feet. Strobe lights filled the room ahead, making it difficult to see much of anything.

Walking through the door, I watched as it closed behind me and clicked shut. I guess it’s now or never. Let’s do this. Focus – you got this girl.

The hallway turned into a large room as I walked in. Music seemed to come from everywhere as the strobe lights flickered with the beat. My eyes darted around, attempting to catch a glimpse of the people within the room.

Two men stood mere feet from me as the strobe light stayed on for a half second. My eyes caught theirs as I quickly looked them up and down. Both were wearing black leather from head to toe, and from what I could tell… they couldn’t even see out of the masks. Each man had a collar around his neck with a silver chain leading back to a woman behind them.

The light flickered off before I could scan the rest of the room.

Before I knew it, I felt a man brush up against my side and mutter something. Between each dark pass of the light, I noticed many of the people were fucking. Right there in front of me.

Paralyzed and overwhelmed at the sight, I stood there at the entrance just staring at the scene in front of me.

I felt a hand slide around my waist and hot breath on my neck. A chill ran down my spine. “I hope you don’t mind if I touch you…” he said loudly in my ear.

Quickly replying, I said, “Only if you can tell me what is going on here.”

The man pulled himself in front of me and yelled, “Let’s go somewhere a bit quieter!”

I nodded as he held my hand and pulled me through the crowd of people fucking and playing with each other.

My eyes caught on men and women dancing on each other with a drink in each hand, laughing and having a good time. This isn’t that bad I suppose. I just need to get used to it…

The man led me to door and opened it. I hesitated for a moment and looked at him. Through the strobe lights, I noticed he was a fairly attractive man wearing what appeared to be an untucked black suit. I felt my mouth curl into a smile. Such luck.

Walking through the doorway, I noticed the following room was actually an outdoor section of the swing club. It was much quieter out there besides the ten or eleven other people standing around smoking.

Looking behind me at the man in the dim light, I watched as he walked forward to me. The sound of the music was dulled out there and made it much easier to talk. Not easy – but easier.

“First time here?” the man said as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

I nodded, “Yep. First time. Is it that obvious?”

He laughed and took a deep drag of his smoke. “I can always tell a first timer by their eyes. They seem to have no clue what is going on. So… why are you here?”

I immediately felt comfortable around this guy as I replied softly, “My life is dry and boring. I’m really just wanting something to switch things up.”

He smiled and said, “If you like – I can help you. Would you mind if I was the one to…”—His words were drowned by the music as I leaned in to hear what he was saying.

“Alright,” I replied as I took his hand.

I watched as he took a last puff off his cigarette and snuffed it out in the ashtray. “Shall we?” he said as he squeezed my hand.

Smiling in agreement, he pushed the door open and went back inside with me in tow.

Following him through the crowd and down through another door, we went down into what appeared to be the lower level.

The room was dark as I looked around, unable to see much of anything. Only the bass of the music above could be heard down here as screams from men and women pierced through the air and made their way into my ears.

As my eyes adjusted, I looked around at the sight in front of me.

Men and women were tied to tables by chains and rope then used by other people over and over. Some men were being walked through the room and forced to do things that my mind couldn’t even comprehend. People being treated like… animals!?

One of the women was being led around the room on a chain as well. Some women were being dominated by other women; while some men were covered in leather and watching other groups fuck. It was a large orgy of sex, fetishes and hot erotic pleasure.

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