A Night to Remember Pt. 01

All images in this fictional work were created by the author. All models in these photos are 18 years of age or older, and are fully consenting participants in the creation of these images.
Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.
A Night to Remember...
I arrive at the club in my normal clothes, with my outfit in my tote bag. I had seen the event advertised online and had finally plucked up the courage and decided to take the plunge when I read about how the venue had changing facilities, so you could get dressed up once you had arrived, rather than having to wear your outfit to the club.
Having been checked at the door by security, and shown them my outfit in my bag I go through to the changing room where there are individual lockers and changing cubicles. I am a little nervous, as this is the first-time, I will have worn my latex out with a large crowd of other people. I am however also excited at the prospect of having the freedom to be able to enjoy wearing my outfit for the evening.
I get undressed and foldup my ordinary clothes, putting them in my bag, before pulling on my red latex G-string and then stepping into and pulling on my William Wilde deep red latex mini-dress. I wriggle the dress up and pull the thin spaghetti straps up my arms and onto my shoulders, adjusting them slightly so the dress sits properly just covering my bust. I then pull the central strap up with the attached collar and putting it around my neck, pressing the two press studs closed. I smooth the dress out checking in the mirror how well it fits. It is short just covering the top of my thighs and my arse cheeks, but I so love its simplicity and lovely fit. My nipples are just visible through the latex as I have gone without a bra.
I then pull on my glossy black thigh boots, which I adore and are quite extraordinary as they are also made of latex and have 7" stiletto heels with a 1" platform. I zip the boots up, the thick latex stretching tightly around my long legs giving them a perfect fit. The boots are strictly almost crotch boots I suppose as they come right up my thighs leaving just a couple of inches of skin showing between the top of the boots and the hem of my mini-dress.
Finally, now I have my boots on, I pull on my black latex opera gloves, working them up to the top of my arms. It is quite a simple outfit but I love it.
I step out of the cubicle and put my bag, with my street clothes, my phone and my purse into a locker. I put the locker card, with my one credit card, into the top of my right thigh boot as a safe place to keep them so I don't have to carry anything around.
There are several other women getting changed at the same time and we have a little chat comparing outfits in the mirrors, some are obviously regulars, before heading out and into the club itself.
I head straight to the bar and buy myself a Dirty Martini, feeling the need for the shot of alcohol for extra confidence. Being around other people also dressed in latex soon puts me at my ease, as everyone is so nice complementing each other and asking questions about where they have got things from. Several men I notice have glanced at me, but seem too scared to approach, not that it concerns me as I just want to enjoy myself tonight on my first outing.
The dance floor is quite busy, the light show flashing away to the loud beat of the music, so I slowly wander around sipping my drink, smiling as people compliment me on my outfit. I wander into a different area where I find there are a number of stalls displaying and selling a variety of fetish and sex related products. I walk slowly by, my eyes agog at some of the products, the like of which I have never seen before.
You spot me wandering down the line of stalls, admiring my very short deep red latex dress and the glossy black thigh boots. You keep looking over to check my progress, your inner sense telling you I am obviously new. After a few minutes I walk in front of your stall; I hesitate having never seen butt plugs before. My hesitation gives you the perfect cue to speak to me.
"Hello, are you interested in any of them?" you ask very politely.
I smile, you detect a slight blushing around my neck.
"Amazing outfit you are wearing" hoping your compliment will break the ice.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you" I reply.
"Well, you looking stunning, that dress and your boots are knockout glamour and elegance" you add, trying to continue the conversation to hold my attention whilst you enjoy the view.
"Thanks" feeling a little delightful tingle from your effusive compliment.
"I am guessing you have never tried a butt plug before?"
I blush deeper "No" before adding "I've never seen such things before" giving away how innocent I am
"Oh really, well, I guess that's why we run these events to expand people's knowledge and experiences" before you go on to add
"So let me explain Anadolu Yakası Escort then; a butt plug for women can create more intense orgasms by putting pressure on the back vaginal wall and as you approach orgasm the contractions are stimulated more. A lot of women also enjoy the fact it makes their vagina tighter."
"Oh and of course these jewelled ones look very pretty when playing with a partner or indeed you can have one of these tails for pet play" you add as if it is so totally normal and obvious.
I am quite taken aback about the open and knowledgeable way you talk about them with no sense of any embarrassment.
"I see." Sounding totally unconvinced, sensing this you continue.
"To be honest the only way you will really know whether they might add something for you is to try one."
"Oh" I say and then "Thank you" and start to turn to walk away, but before I do so you jump in
"If you like I have a free disposable one you could take and try."
You sense my slight hesitation, before I know it you are holding out the wrapped glass drop shaped object to me. "The only condition is that you try it while you are here at the club and come back and tell me honestly what you think" you add.
Rather coyly I take the plug, not quite sure what I will do.
"It's already lubricated to help it slip in" you say "just apply a little pressure and your anal ring will open" you add.
"Thanks" I turn and walk away holding the plug.
Curiosity gets the better of me when I visit the toilet, I slide my G-string down and open the plug. I hesitantly put the tip of the glass plug against my arsehole and press gently. I am quite surprised when applying a bit more pressure that it opens and the tip of the bulb starts to slide into me. I can't help letting out a small gasp feeling the plug stretch and fill me. As you said it slips in quite easily until my anus closes around the narrower neck. It feels very weird as I pull my G-string back up.
As soon as I stand up and take a couple of steps I can feel the effect of the plug inside me, just feeling some pressure against my vagina. It is quite kinky feeling something hard between my arse cheeks as well. I walk back out into the club so consious of the invisible plug inside me. The plug is making me walk a little differently, more like the gait of a catwalk model, my hips gyrating more as I put one foot in front of the other.
I get another drink sipping it as I walk around, I feel a little sexier for some reason, and after a short while realise I am getting quite aroused as I can feel a warm sticky dampness between my labia and my latex G-string. It is quite a nice sensation I decide. After half an hour and another drink, I can't resist heading back towards your stall to look again at the jewelled plugs.
You spot me approaching, and smile knowingly.
"So how are you finding it?" you ask directly without any hesitation
Blushing slightly, that you have guessed I am wearing the plug and confessing to myself that actually the feeling of something between my arse cheeks and inside me is surprising arousing, although I am not going to admit quite to that.
"Yes, it is ... erm ... nice" I finally say.
"So do you want to buy one then?" you ask looking hopeful, but not for the reason I think.
I feel somewhat obliged to at this point, having had the disposable one, and I do like the pretty look of the shiny metal jewelled ones.
"So how are much are they?" I say pointing to the metal jewelled ones.
"That one is £30." You reply discounting the real price. It doesn't sound too unreasonable, trembling slightly for some reason I say "Okay I'll take one." Sounding more confidently than I feel.
"Wonderful." You reply "I know you'll be satisfied" as you take my card and then reaches under the table for an unopened box.
As you prepare to hand my card and box back to me it, you look at me "Do you want to wear it now?"
I hesitate, you are quick to pounce on this "It's okay I can help put it in if you wish too"
I look around furtively "Well..." you jump in "It's okay why not enjoy it now on your night out and I can show you how to do it correctly" adding "no point than leaving it in the box for another time is there" you wink at me.
Without waiting for my reply, you turn holding the box and my credit card and step away towards a private room; I am obliged to follow you as you still have my card, making up my mind for me. We step into the room and you close the door.
"If you would go and stand by the table and then bend over that will be perfect" you say very politely and softly standing with you back against the door.
I walk over to the table and bend over slightly for you putting my hands down onto the table.
You enjoy observing the change in the way I am walking in these incredibly stiletto boots with the plug in my arse, and as I bend over, watching my dress ride up exposing my arse cheeks to you.
"A bit more" you say indicating for me to bend over further, exposing Kartal Escort my red latex G-String deeply embedded in my arse cheeks covering the plug. "That's perfect you say, admiring the view of my pert white arse cheeks, framed perfectly between the tops of my glossy black thigh boots and the hem of my red latex dress.
You step forward and reach down; instead of just pulling my latex G-string aside you pull it down exposing not only the glass plug in my arsehole but my pussy.
You smile, waiting to see if I say anything, I don't. My heart pounding but oddly excited as I feel you pull my G-string down, I can't believe I am letting you do this, but it's making me feel so erotic for some reason, my nerves and reserved nature seeming to have disappeared.
Your eyes are enjoying the sight of my slightly glistening pussy and the obvious sticky cream coating the inside of my G-string.
I feel your fingers grasp the head of the small glass plug between my arse cheeks and start to pull it out. It makes a slightly embarrassing plop sound as it finally comes out and you place it on the table.
"Okay now this one is slightly larger so I am going to apply some lube to you, to make it easier to slip in. It might feel slightly cold."
"Okay" I reply.
Holding the bottle of lube, you squeeze it unnecessarily hard and a stream squirts out hitting my arse crack and splashing around it a little. You smile enjoying yourself treating me a bit sluttier now.
I shudder from the sudden coldness as the lube starts to dribble down over my arse hole and down onto my vulva. You are enjoying the view, seeing my virgin arsehole and my vulva now glistening from the lube. I still say nothing.
You lean forward and with your fingers starts to rub the lube around my arsehole and unnecessarily pushing one of them into me making me gasp. Smiling enjoying yourself as I am being more compliant than you expected.
Suddenly I feel a second shot of lube hit my crack and some goes right into my arsehole. I gasp with a sharp intake of breath from its coldness penetrating my arse.
Smiling behind me "That's it, you're ready now." You say slightly lecherously, before adding,
"Oh, this will feel larger than it really is by the way, the senses can play tricks on you" pausing "but I will go slow and gentle."
I have no idea you have switched the boxes for the larger drugged one, which is some 5.5" long and at its widest 1.5".
I feel you place the tip of the metal plug against my hole and then feel the pressure as you push on it until my hole opens to accept it. I let out a moan as I feel the bulb of it start to stretch me as it slips in.
God; you were right, in my total innocence, it feels huge as you push it in, stretching me open much wider than before, I start to pant trying to control the feelings. You continue to drive it deeper into me ignoring my clear uncomfortableness.
My eyes open wide wondering if I can take this as it just seems to be opening me wider and wider and going deeper and deeper inside me. I wiggle my bum a little trying to make it easier to take. My moans increase as you keep going, I can't see the satisfied look on your face.
"Nearly there" you reassure me in your smooth tone, one hand holding my arse cheek aside as the other keeps pushing it in.
With a bit of relief, I suddenly feel my arsehole closing, as the narrower neck slips into me, until the wider jewelled head is tight against my arsehole and embedded firmly between my arse cheeks as you let them go. I feel oddly proud I managed to take it.
Stepping away you say "Would you like to see how it looks?"
Still panting from feeling it so deep in me "Please" I reply
Before I know it, I hear several clicks before you step forward and show me a picture on your phone, innocently I thought you would use a mirror or something. My eyes fix on the large red jewel tucked between my pale white arse cheeks; I barely notice that in the picture because my G-string is pulled down you can also see my smooth vulva glistening.
"There you go, it looks ever so pretty, I am sure you are going to enjoy it." Before he continues "I'll put a bottle of lube in the velvet carry bag for you and here is your card." He says in a totally casual way.
I pull my G-string back into place and tug my dress down a little. "Thank you"
As I stand-up I gasp out loud as I feel the huge plug really pressing on my vagina.
"Its okay you'll soon get used to the feel of it" you reassure me.
As you wait for me to walk over to the door.
I start to walk over to the door, my slow catwalk gait even more pronounced now. Each step is driving me wild inside, each step causes me to let out a little whimper of pleasure. You stand at the table enjoying my torture as I walk away. Knowing full well that shortly the wax covering the holes in the butt plug will melt at body temperature and start to release the drugs to enhance and sustain my arousal.
The rest of the evening is a bit of blur and I can't believe Maltepe Escort where the time has gone when I hear the announcement that the club will be closing in an hour. To me it feels as if the night is young and I am enjoying myself so much I really don't want it to stop. I may have had a few more drinks than I normal do so my head is a little fuzzy and for some reason I feel incredibly horny, my body is tingling with erotic arousal.
I never expected to feel quite this sexy despite wearing my latex mini-dress and my thigh boots out for the first time in public. Although the hard jewelled plug in my arse has certainly kept reminding me of its presence, teasing me, I can feel how slick and sticky my pussy is under my G-string. In fact, when I've been to the toilet, I have taken the opportunity to stroke myself with my latex clad fingers, the arousal has been so intense. My trepidation and nerves have disappeared as time has gone on; I have enjoyed the looks and comments I have been getting during the evening, they have given me a real buzz.
I wander away from the main area to the corridor thinking about going home but feeling a bit disappointed, without thinking I wander passed the stalls
"Hello again gorgeous!" I hear called out and glance over seeing you, I smile.
"Wow don't you look stunningly hot" you say being a lot less reserved and cautious than before, partly because you know the drug in the butt plug is probably having some effect on me.
"Thanks" as I step towards your stall.
"I bet you've had a fun time looking as hot as you do"
I smile "I have actually yes thank you"
Leaning a little closer to me "has that plug in your hot arse helped" you say in a very forward way.
I glance around slightly embarrassed to confess "It's been quite sexy yes"
Without any hesitation you add "I bet your cute pussy is wet right" smiling in a wicked way, knowing exactly what it has been doing to me, and not holding back on the sexual overtones now.
My eyes flick down for a moment, a movement you notice with pleasure, giving away the truth.
Changing tone slightly "So you off home now ...or going on somewhere else?" winking
you notice the slightly disappointed look in my face. "I would if I knew another club to go to"
"Oh, I see" you reply.
"Do you know anywhere?" I ask hopefully knowing you are obviously experienced in the scene.
"I do; but unfortunately, they are all member only clubs"
Sounding disappointed "Oh I see"
Giving up "Well thanks and night" I say stepping away from the stall.
A moment later I feel a hand on my arm stopping me "Hold up" you say
"Erm... I can probably get you into a club I am a member of if you like"
My face brightens up "oh!"
"The only problem is stall holders aren't officially allowed to pick girls up from here"
Looking crestfallen again "Oh"
"Tell you what if you give me a hand taking some of my stuff out to the van, I could possibly sneak you out that way."
I giggle feeling a little naughty at the thought, not at all thinking about any possible risks, given I don't know you, or the fact my clothes, phone and purse are still in the locker.
"Okay" I say enthusiastically
"Right, follow me then."
We walk back over to your stall and you hand me a tray to carry. I walk with you through the double doors into the back of the club and down a service corridor to the loading bay at they back.
You step forward and open the rear door of your box van putting the boxes you are carrying into the van. You look back at me "Okay there is a pile of blankets at the back there to sit on, just walk in as if you're putting the tray in"
I walk into the back of the enclosed box van from the loading bay, putting the tray down on top of the other boxes you have just put in, and find the pile of blankets. I sit down as you start to close the door "Sorry you're going to be the dark for a little while", as your close and latch the rear door. It is a good few minutes before I hear the cab door open and then slam shut and the engine start up. I am feeling so naughty and a little thrilled at this adventure and the prospect of going to another club. Being in the back of van does not worry me as I am busy thinking how horny I feel and gently almost sub-consciously stroking myself between my legs.
After we set off, I quickly lose sense of direction and time in the total darkness. We seem to stop for a while and then set off again.
We come to another stop and this time I hear the sound of cab door being slammed shut, but minutes go by and you don't come and open the rear door. Then I hear the latch being lifted and a squeak as you open the door.
"Okay we're here" you call in to the darkness. I carefully stand up my eyes adjusting to the bit of light, holding onto the side of the van and walk forward to the open door. I look out and we are stopped in a large fenced off car park with nothing else around, it seems like we are on some sort of old industrial site, it is quite a drop from the back of the van to the ground now. I lower myself until I am sitting on the floor of the van and you lift me by my waist down until I steady myself in my heels. In the process you enjoy a clear view of the G-string between my legs covered in my glistening arousal.