The Bondage Club II

Kendall followed Mistress Amanda out of the dressing room and down a hall towards a door at the end. Just before entering the main room of the club Amanda turned towards her and said, “There’s some rules you need to follow as of this moment to act as my slave; First off I’m your Mistress. You will obey all my orders or you will be punished. When you are not gagged you are not to speak unless spoken to and you will refer to all Doms as Master or Mistress depending upon gender. You will always walk behind me and when I’m seated you will kneel on the floor by my feet. You will always keep your gazed lowered. You will speak only when spoken to. Understand?”

Kendall did her best to nod her head.

Amanda turned and walked through the doorway and into the club. The leash pulled tight and Kendall stumbled in after her.
The place was dark with low level lighting. There was a bar, a dance floor and a stage. It was like most places other then the clientele. That’s where the difference lay. The members and guest were all into the BDSM scene. Some as subs and others as Doms while some switched hit.

As they walked through the club Kendall tried to look for sister Kim. Mostly what she saw was members dressed out bound in leather or latex. They passed one table where Kendall recognized the man sitting there as a famous rock star. Next to his table were two girls, nude except for their bonds. A collar, arm binders, ballet booties and a full cover discipline helmets with no eyes, ears or mouth holes. Each was bent over at the waist with their collars chains down to rings on the table. The rock star had his hand playing with one of the girl’s exposed pussy while he talked with another man Kendall did not know.

Amanda walked all over the club with Kendall in tow. She shuffled along the best she could atop the ballet boots. Many times her leash was tugged and she stumbled forward trying to keep up. Once Amanda stopped short to speak with someone and not noticing, Kendall hobbled into the back of her.