Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2014 18:01:45 -0700
From: Kris Chrandes <krchr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Club Dark
I started this story years ago and it never really seemed to fit together.
Honestly it still kind of doesn't, but I have decided to put it out there
anyway. I'm still enamored of the central idea.
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to respond, but I'll get there.
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Early on a Saturday I watched through the tinted window as the towncar drove
me into the parking garage of an anonymous downtown office building. The
garage was empty but the car took me down several levels stopping in front of
the elevator lobby. I waited to make sure this was the right place. The
driver stayed silent and did not turn around.
I got out of the car clutching the envelope and approached the glass doors.
They were locked. I held the entire envelope up to the card scanner and heard
a click. After I'd opened the door and started through I heard the car pull
slowly away.
I poked the button for the elevator and peeked into the envelope at the
instructions once again. The elevator had another card scanner which I used,
pressing the button for seven. The doors opened on a corridor decorated in
unremarkable beige carpet and walls. Signs on the wall directed me to the
various suites. I walked the silent halls until I reached 722.
Another card reader and another click and I was in what could have once been
an modest accountant's office. Ugly faded mass printed art hung on the walls
and the corner was taken up by a shabby plastic plant. The waiting chairs had
been removed and the only item of note was the glowing screen on what had
been the receptionist's desk. It said:
Welcome.
Touch here to begin.
I tapped the screen.
Please scan your card.
Underneath the monitor was another card reader. I held up the envelope.
Welcome #4803 Please
go to your right and
proceed to Suite 5
After a few moments the screen returned to the original welcome message. I
looked around to see if there was a camera but didn't spot any. Of course
they could be well hidden and whoever was running this place of course
already knew my identity. The background and medical checks had been
thorough.
I went to the right as instructed into another plain hallway. On my left were
doors labeled 4, 5, and 6 and one more that was unmarked. Each door except
the unmarked one had a card reader. Again seeing no camera I decided to see
what was in the last door. If they threw me out so be it. I went down the
hall and opened the door. It had a janitor's sink, supplies, and a mop. They
looked like they hadn't been touched since the previous occupant.
I went back to door 5 and scanned my card to be let in. The door closed
behind me and I engaged the manual deadbolt. This room was newer and smelled
strongly of cleaners. It looked like a caricature of a hotel room. On the
left was a small set of shelves topped by a hotel-style combination safe.
Beside that was a small open wardrobe containing a robe and a pair of
slippers. On the right a sink, small shower stall, and toilet. The toilet did
not have a divider separating it from the rest of the room. An abundance of
towels were on a shelf over the toilet and the sink was stocked with various
soaps and lotions. In the middle of the room was a comfortable-looking
oversized chair. On the far wall there two more screens and a door with no
handle. One of the screens displayed
Welcome #4803
Please lock the entry
door and touch here
to begin
I approached the screen and tapped it
Welcome to the club.
Please read and acknowledge the
following rules before proceeding.
What followed was a summary of the more lengthy rules in the envelope
1. All interactions must be voluntary.
If a guest asks you to stop you
must stop.
2. We take every effort to protect your
privacy and to prevent you being
seen or recognized by other guests.
Please respect this. Do not attempt
to circumvent our instructions.
3. When it is time to enter, please
move slowly and deliberately within
the inner room to avoid injury to
yourself or others.
4. You may not wear any clothes or
jewelry into the inner room.
5. Please remember your suite number
so that you may return to the
correct suite.
You are in Suite 5.
Do you agree to these rules?
I acknowledged all of these rules and the screen displayed
Thank you. You must wait in this
suite until all of the guests are
ready. You will be given a 5 minute
warning before the inner room is
opened. At 1 minute the room lighting
will be lowered. Please enjoy the
amenities until then.
I looked around at the amenities and wished I'd brought a book. I realized
that the second screen was a TV and there was a remote on the chair. I
decided to take a shower even though I'd had one that morning. I was
surprised to find I was nervous and sweating.
I undressed completely, forgoing the use of the safe for any valuables. I was
already going to be vulnerable enough; my credit cards were the least of my
worries. I stepped into the shower and cleaned myself off, dried, and then
put on the robe. I didn't bother with the slippers. For lack of anything
better to do I sat down and started flipping through the channels on the TV.
Time passed very slowly.
The screen changed color and displayed a new message.
Thank you for your patience.
The room will be opened in
approximately 15 minutes.
Guests are reminded that no
clothing or jewelry is to be
worn inside the room.
I had forgotten my watch. I took that off and tried to wait patiently.
Finally there was a soft bong and the lights dimmed slightly. The screen
changed again
The room will open in
5:00
Please remember you
are in suite 5.
and began a countdown. I had nothing else to do but I stood up expectantly
and tried to pace in the tiny room. When the countdown hit one minute there
was another bong and the lighting dimmed appreciably. I took off my robe and
tossed it over the chair and stood naked. I was more nervous than excited. I
reached down and tugged gently at my penis which was trying to retract. I
wasn't used to being not in control.
Over the course of the final minute the lighting continued to dim all the way
down to level of a nightlight. The screen dimmed simultaneously. At one
minute the far door slid open automatically and I anxiously stepped in. It
was a room about the size of a phone booth -- if you're old enough to
remember those -- with another screen and another door. The door to my room
closed and the screen displayed
Please wait.
As if there was another option. This was probably one of the reasons they
made me swear I was not claustrophobic. Finally the screen changed to
Please enter slowly and
carefully to avoid injury.
Please remember that you
are in Suite 5.
The lights turned all the way off. The screen turned off and I heard the door
slide open. I felt with my hands to locate the door frame and then stepped
through. I felt the floor change under my bare feet from a utilitarian carpet
to a soft, plush rug. I could tell by the sound that I was in a larger room
but there was absolutely no light. It didn't matter if my eyes were opened or
closed. It was not silent though. I realized it was filled with a faint white
noise. I couldn't sense any other people.
When I stepped clear of the doorway I heard the door close behind me,
followed by at least two other doors elsewhere in the room. I decided to
explore the room methodically. Putting one hand on the soft wall I started
walking slowly to my right. I kept my left hand out in front of me and my
right hand trailing lightly on the soft wall material. After what felt like
halfway around I realized the futility of this. The room was round except for
the doors, and I would have no idea when I reached my own door. I supposed
that since there were suites for six guests there would be six doors, but
then there was probably at least one additional door for service too.
I gave up the circumnavigation and stood with my back flat against the wall.
Putting both hands out in front of me I began to walk very slowly to what I
judged to be the center of the room. I could hear some sounds from in front
of me. In only a couple of slow shuffling paces my leg bumped into something.
I stopped. A hand gently touched my leg. I froze, my eyes straining to see
into the dark. The hand grabbed my leg a little more firmly and pulled down.
I got the message. Slowly, so I wouldn't land on anyone, I lowered myself to
my knees. The hand gently traveled up my leg and on to my chest.
I felt another hand on my shoulder. From the angle I guessed it was a
different person from the one touching my chest. I didn't know if either was
male or female. I'd been told that there would be three women and two other
men at this session. While I stayed still the hand on my chest worked its way
back down, brushed through my pubes, and grabbed my cock. I wasn't hard but
the stroking was beginning to make my blood flow. I touched the hand, traced
back up the smooth arm to a chest. I touched a bare breast lightly with my
hand.
I felt hot breath on my neck and the owner of the other hand pressed up
against my back. From the scent I'd thought it was probably a man then a hard
cock that pressed into the small of my back confirmed it. I was still on my
knees and he put his legs on either side of mine, pulled himself close into
me and kissed my neck. His hands gripped my hips while the woman in front of
me moved closer without letting go of my cock. She must also have been
kneeling. She leaned in and kissed my chest and I moved my hand from her
breast to down to her hips. I traced her hip bone then drifted over to the
center. I was surprised to find her shaved. I found her clit and touched it
and she gave a little spasm.
I leaned forward to try and find the woman in front of me but she pulled
away. The guy behind me removed himself from my legs and got beside me. He
gently pushed me and I realized I was supposed to lay down. I decided to go
with it.
I lay down on my back on the soft carpet still staring blankly into the dark.
The woman, the same one I realized, straddled my chest. with my hands on her
ass I pushed her to my mouth and I explored her shaved pussy with my tongue.
I put my hands down at my sides. My right hand landed on a hairy leg, which
then moved to put a hard cock into my hands. I stroked it while I
continued working with my tongue. Someone else was rubbing my left foot then
I felt another person straddle my legs, bend down and start to suck me.
Whoever it was was very good at it. I felt my nervousness disappear and I
got fully erect. After a few moments I felt that person leave and another or
the same, I couldn't tell, straddle my pelvis. It must have been a woman
because I felt my cock sliding into a warm embrace. She began gently riding
me. My concentration began to falter as the sensations were overwhelming, but
I determinedly brought the girl in front of me to an orgasm with my tongue.
She pulled back a little, running into the girl ridding my cock still, and
stroked my chest. I gratefully relaxed my head back onto the carpet. Then she
carefully got up and stepped away. My right hand was resting on some unknown
skin and the girl was on top of me. I reached down to start playing with her
just as she had a shuddering orgasm. I was ready to resume when she pulled
off of me and left my cock still hard, and quivering in the air.
I began questing around and this time found a long, thin, circumcised dick. I
scooted over and explored more of his body to find that he was presently
being fucked by another guy. I tried to hold on to him as he thrust back and
forth. His partner apparently finished and pulled out so I moved closer and
began sucking him. I pushed him down to my side. He laid back on the carpet
and I got between his legs. His cock was too long for me but I took as much
of it as I could into my mouth. Kneeling over him I sucked while playing with
his balls. Someone was rubbing my back and ass. I felt him start to tense up
and then he shot into my mouth. I swallowed it then sat up, feeling spent
even though I hadn't come.
A female voice whispered in my ear, "You're the new guy. Lay back and enjoy
this." I didn't know what she meant but she pushed me back onto my back. I
began to feel more hands than I could count exploring my body. Some were on
my chest, my legs, my feet, my neck, and my dick. The hand on my dick was
replaced with a mouth. A hand was exploring between my legs. Someone was
kissing my chest causing goosebumps to rise. A mouth engaged me in a
passionate kiss while a pussy engulfed my dick and stroked a few times before
pulling off again. Someone was sucking a toe. Someone else kissing my
nipples. Then I felt a hard cock being rubbed against mine. I began to loose
my sense of place. The sensations of the carpeted floor were gone and I felt
like I was floating and spinning. More hands and more mouths. Finally another
mouth taking firm grip of my cock as I yelled and orgasmed. It was almost
painful it was so intense and long coming, and simultaneously the most
pleasurable orgasm I'd ever had.
Once I was sucked dry everyone seemed to relax. I felt bodies press in all
around me until we were laying in pile of flesh. I was panting and slightly
sweaty. No one was completely still. Hands were still moving, tracing curves
and stroking hair. I lay there spent still barely feeling the floor.
After what seemed like hours, but was probably minutes, there was a soft
bong. I thought it was a trick of my vision at first but I saw faint blue
numbers hovering in the air. It took me several minutes to remember why this
was, and that I should be looking for five. One by one the people around me
got up and shuffled off. As they entered their rooms there was a soft thud as
each door closed and the number disappeared. It felt like a sudden absence,
the lack of the bodies around me. I got up and crawled to the only remaining
number, standing up only at the doorway. Once I was inside the booth the door
closed.
The screen came on, obviously at its lowest setting, but it was still
blinding. When my eyes adjusted I read it:
The lights will gradually brighten.
When you are ready tap this
screen to open the inner door.
I wasn't willing to wait so covering my eyes I tapped the screen. The inner
room, though dim, was still painful and I waited some more. When I could see
I staggered to the mirror and looked at myself. Rumpled did not begin to
describe my appearance. I put the robe on and sat down to make sense of what
happened. It was far more intense then I imagined. I owed Sean a big thanks
for telling me about this place. I wondered if he was one of the men in there
tonight.
---
It didn't affect him much any more. In fact while the sensation of being in
the room was great -- he'd tried it -- watching a bunch of people grope
around in the dark making funny faces was not usually all that stimulating.
Still, someone had to monitor the club. Someone had to make sure all the
equipment worked and that all the guests behaved themselves. Someone had to
turn on the lights and barge in if things got out of control. That was Sean's
job.
Guests were given privacy in their own rooms, but the rest of the place was
wired. Nightvision cameras watched the inner room and Sean watched the
monitors. Nothing was recorded. Tonight he'd watched his buddy have an
obvious earth-shattering orgasm. He'd been complaining about being bored with
sex and Sean had told him... I know a place.
Sean wiped up the results of his own orgasm. It'd been a while since he'd
gotten off watching one of these sessions. There was still work to do to make
sure everyone got out and to their cars without seeing each other. Wouldn't
do to have anyone know some of the famous names who'd been in that room.
Maybe next time they could be in the room together.
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