Savvy
Dear Diary,
I’m a sl*t and I love it. Okay, maybe not a sl*t, but last night I had the time of my life. I learned something about myself last night. I like to be watched, and I like to watch. Who would have thought that, not me? I unfortunately didn’t have sex with anyone, but I did put on a show. My first experience at a Florida nightclub was amazing.
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“What is this place?” I asked my companions as we got out of Stacy’s car. A man opened the passenger door for me and I put my small hand into his gigantic one. My eyes went wide at the size of him. If the Rock and Andre the Giant had a baby, it would be that guy. He had to be over six and half feet and his muscles had muscles. He was so beefy, he couldn’t even bring his arms down to his sides. I would not want to get in a confrontation with this man.
“It’s called Club Zero. You have to come with a member to enter. The three of us are members. If you want to be one, you can buy a membership tonight after the festivities. I highly recommend becoming a member. This club here is one of ten clubs that is attached to the membership. Club Zero is the tamest of the ten clubs. We thought we would introduce you slowly to a different kind of nightlife,” Garrett explained to me.
“What’s so different about this club from any other nightclubs?”
“You’ll see,” Mazy sang out.
There was no line, the man that opened my door escorted us to the nondescript door that was the club's entrance. You wouldn’t even know this place was a club. There was no sign indicating it was Club Zero, just the number 0 on the front door. The building was three stories and an ugly solid gray. There were only windows on the third floor. There was no music to be heard or lights indicating there was entertainment there. It looked like some huge concrete box.
When the man opened the door, you could hear music, but it was faint. I followed Mazy, who held my hand, and Stacy followed me and I held her hand. It was dark with red lighting leading down a narrow hall. We went up a set of stairs where another man stood. This one was smaller than the outside man, but he was still massive. The eerie red glow of the lights made him look sinister.
“Welcome to Club Zero. Anything goes, as long as you wear the right protection. No glove, no love. Once you buy a room, that room is yours for as long as you like. You can watch or be watched. You can touch anyone in the cages. If you f*ck out in the open, you are opening yourself up to be touched by anyone. Play at your own risk.”
I gulped. What have I gotten myself into? Mazy squealed and Garrett chuckled. I felt Stacy squeeze my hand. I looked at her, and she gave me a smile.
“You okay?” She asked.
“I think so.”
We walked in after he opened the door. The nightclub atmosphere was amazing. I saw people dancing, sitting in booths making out, drinking and talking with friends. The music was loud and thumping. We made our way around the room. The lights were dim with that soft white lighting and blue and red strobes popping off. The dance floor was packed. We found a booth and a table. We ordered drinks. I got a Malibu Breeze and bought the table a round of shots. I noticed a thick book in the middle of the table and I picked it up and flipped it open. I slammed it shut immediately. Mazy laughed. Stacy opened it up. Inside were pictures of various people doing scandalous things to each other.
One woman was on all fours with a d*ck in her mouth and one in her p*ssy. Another picture showed two men going at it. Another showed a woman with each man in a hole, and one of those men had a man behind him. There was a picture of a woman in a room by herself with legs open and a toy stuffed in her.
“What is this place?” I asked Stacy again.
“It’s a s*x club. They all are. You can have s*x out in the open, or you can buy a room in the back. People can watch you, or you can watch people. You need a membership to go back there. Right now you can only stay out here. If you want a membership, it is two hundred and fifty a month, or you can buy a yearly membership for two grand. I do the yearly. I am also a shareholder of the club. I own one percent.”
“Really? That’s all?”
“That’s all? Honey, there are ten clubs. Each club brings in over a hundred grand a night, from Thursday to Sunday. During the week it’s smaller, about half, but still, it’s a lot of money. From the alcohol, food, and room purchases. Each club has a different price for the rooms. Your membership only covers you getting in the door at all the clubs.”
“Wow.”
I was still thinking about what she said as we took our shots and drank our drinks. We danced and I even made out with Garrett. The drunker I got, the more my inhibitions lowered.
“You know what, I want to become a member!” I shouted to my friends. They cheered, and brought me to a man in a gray suit and a crisp white shirt. He held a tablet in his hand.
“Hello, my friend here wants to become a member,” Mazy said to him.
He nodded, typed something onto the tablet and handed it to me.
“Put all your information in here. Swipe your card down the side here,” he told me, and showed me where to swipe. Garrett handed me my credit card after I typed in all of my information. All of us girls gave him our important stuff, he didn’t seem to mind. I swiped my card for the yearly membership. I gave it back to Garrett and then gave the tablet back to the guy. He checked everything. He pulled a card from his pants pocket and swiped it on the tablet. Then he handed me the card. It was black, and etched in the middle was the word member in gold, and a four-digit number in silver at the corner of the card. I looked closely. They were the last four of my credit card numbers.
“This is your membership card, it’s etched in gold because you are a yearly member. Don’t lose it. It has all your information on it, including the card you used. From now on you pay with this card for anything in any of the clubs,” the man said. I nodded and handed it to Garrett.
We danced a little more and then Garrett grabbed us all, and we went towards the back wall where a beautiful woman stood in a black evening gown. Her hair was slicked back, and she had black satin gloves that went to her elbows. Her makeup was dark and dramatic. Garrett flashed all four of our cards. He then pushed aside a current and there was another door. He scanned one of our cards on the scanner to open the door and the door swung open. We walked through a long corridor. Mazy and Stacy were giggling. I didn’t know where we were going, and I started to get a little anxious. There was an elevator at the end of the hall. The doors were open and we stepped inside. There was a down arrow button and an up arrow button. Garrett pushed down. Then he pushed me up against the wall of the elevator and attacked my mouth.
I moaned into his mouth. He was a great kisser. The elevator dinged, he gave me one last peck, and then we were stumbling out of the elevator. My mouth dropped. Everywhere I looked, there were men and women having s*x. Nakedness was everywhere. There were women and men in cages. One man in a cage was getting a blow job by another man that was standing outside the cage. A woman in a gold cage was bent over her hands on the floor as a man railed her from behind. This was so bizarre. I didn’t want to look, but then I did. We walked to a room. I saw Garrett use a card to pay for it. It must have been his. It didn't have gold lettering. We walked in. The room had a bed to one side and a lounging couch in the middle. One of the walls was complete glass. I could see everyone and I assumed they could see us. I walked around and noticed there were eyeholes in the other walls. I stared at a set and then the covering of the back must have been removed, because all of a sudden, I was staring at a set of blue eyes. I gasped, and I could see amusement in those eyes. I turned to tell my friends, but gasped again. They were already naked and all over each other on the bed. Holy h*ll. Did they want me to participate? I wasn’t sure I wanted to. But as I stared at them, I was getting so turned on. I walked over to the couch, in front of the couch was a table with packaged lube and s*x toys. I opened a s*x toy that was shaped like a C. There was a button, and it started to vibrate. Holy f*ck. I was so turned on by watching Garrett thrust into Mazy and Mazy eat out Stacy. I pulled the top of my dress down, my br*ast popped out, I ran the vibrating toy over my sensitive nipples. I inhaled sharply at the sensation. I moaned and saw Garrett look over and smile. His eyes roamed over me. The lust in his eyes made me feel wanted. He started thrusting harder into Mazy. I stood up and took my dress off and sat back down. I ran the toy down my body as he watched. I got to my thong covered p*ssy that was soaked and moved the toy over my covered cl*t. I gasped. I quickly moved my thong aside, and I put the toy in me and lined the other end up with my cl*t. I f*cked myself as Garrett stared at where the toy was. He mouthed the word, f*ck. He threw his head back and shouted as he came. Watching him c*m did it for me and I screamed with my orgasm, just as Stacy and Mazy did theirs. I couldn’t believe I had just done that. We all smiled at each other. For two hours we ate, drank, and I masturbated while I watched them f*ck. I hadn’t forgotten the eyes that watched us. I made sure to put on a show for those eyes. I hoped the person behind those eyes had just as much fun as I did.