Owned

Owned by the Club


I love motorcycles. So when my boyfriend joined a club, I thought it would be fun to ride with a group. Little did I know what was in store for me as a biker’s old lady.

The day my boyfriend came home with a new tattoo of the club’s snake and eagle logo, I was shocked at how devoted he seemed to his new club. He told me it was part of the requirements to join the club and that I had some requirements to meet as his old lady. When I asked what I had to do, he just smiled and said I would find out that night.

When we rode up to the club house that night, the place was full of club members and their old ladies. There must have been fifty bikes out front. The music was blasting as we came through the door. Four or five of the girls were dancing topless or totally nude around the room. You could see them grinding their tits and asses against the guys seated in front of them. Three or four other chicks were on there knees sucking cock. One guy had his hand on the back of a girl’s head as she sucked him. He forced her down on his cock until she looked like she was choking and held her there as he came in her mouth.

I was taking all of this in as we made our way to the bar in the back of the room. I wondered if I was going to have to suck off my boyfriend in front of his new brothers. Oh well, I suck him off whenever he likes anyway. If that’s what it took to make him happy, I would do it without complaining.
We had shots and beers. Several shots and beers.

My boyfriend was talking to another guy when a big biker came up to me and without a word, grabbed me and kissed me. His tongue worked it way down my throat as he forced my mouth wide open. His hand moved to my tit and squeezed hard. I did not want any trouble so I let him do what he wanted. I thought my boyfriend would see what was happening and come to my rescue. But the kiss continued and his hand moved from my tit to my pussy. He popped the buttons on my jeans and finger fucked me with one then two fingers of his big hand.

He finally stopped kissing me and just looked at me as he let his fingers slip out of my snatch. I’ll see you later was all he said as he moved away from the bar. I turned to my boyfriend to ask what the fuck was going on. He put his arms around me and put his lips up to my ear and told me that I was now property of the club. He told me that I had to stay at the club for a few days and wash and clean bikes. I also had to do anything else I was told by anybody male or female.

I must have looked shocked. Before I could say anything, my boyfriend took me by the arm and lead me to a back room. You better do as you are told baby or they will be real hard on you, was all he said. The girl in the back room did not move quick enough when told to strip now she was being punished. As the door opened, saw that the girl was tied by ropes hanging from the ceiling and attached to the floor. Two bikers with eight foot bull whips were taking turns whipping her naked body. First one would whip her tits and then the other would whip her back. Her body was beautiful. It was covered with red stripes left by the whipping. She was asked if she was ready to submit to anything she was told. She begged them to stop. She would do anything.

I watched as she was whipped another twenty minutes. She begged for mercy. She begged to be let down. She would suck them both for as long as they liked. Fuck me in the ass! She begged. Let me be your whore. I’ll bring you lots of money. I’ll strip anytime you say, anywhere you say.

Finally she was released.