Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 03

Rochelle climbed out of the pool and helped Neil out. They dried themselves and then collected their clothes and headed upstairs.

"Let me help you out of your shorts then you can take my bikini off, which I know you enjoy."

They were soon naked and Rochelle lay on the bed.

"What's your favourite position, lover?"

"I want you to ride me like you did so often when we were at Malibu."

Neil lay on his back and Rochelle rolled a condom onto his rigid cock, then mounted him.

"Ooohhh, that feels sooo good, darling," she cooed. "I've so missed that."

Neil held her hips, pushing and pulling her back and forth. Rochelle picked up the rhythm and then he used his hands to caress her breasts, slowly and surely bringing her closer to her orgasm.

"I want you to cum first so I can feel your orgasm on my cock," he whispered.

"Ok, sweetheart, I know you like it like that. Just keep doing that, I'm almost there, oooohhhh, I'm close, closer, ooohhh darling, yes, I'm cummmingggg!" she cried.

"Yes, honey, I feel you cumming, I'm almost there too, ooohhh, a few more thrusts, yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming too."

Rochelle felt him thrusting and felt the heat of his cum filling the condom. Slowly, they both relaxed, spent, and just lay in each other's arms.

"Sweetheart, this is a great way to say goodbye," she said. "Very soon I will have to go and leave you but just know that I'll always be there in your memory. It's also time for you to move on with your life, to find someone else to love, have children with and grow old with. I know there is just the perfect person for you out there somewhere. She won't necessarily be like me and she certainly won't be me, but she will love you for who you are and you will love her wonderfully in return. So after this, we will part and we will have our memories of each other for ever."

"Thank you, darling, for coming back to say goodbye. It was so lonely looking for you, but now I no longer have to do that because we have said our goodbyes in the most wonderful way possible. Thank you for bringing me completion, Rochelle, thank you. I love you and I always will, but I'll also move on with my life."

They cuddled and kissed for a few more minutes, then he removed his cock and condom, they had a shower together and then she dressed him without his wet shorts and he dressed her in clothes she had placed in the room earlier.

"Goodbye, Rochelle," he said as he hugged and kissed her for the last time.

"Goodbye, Neil. Take care out there and remember how wonderful we were together, darling."

They walked down the stairs with arms around each other's waists and she let him out the front door, watching until he was out of sight. She then turned to Marcie, who had approached quietly, clung to her and she burst into tears, sobbing against her mother's shoulder. Marcie stroked Dana's hair comfortingly.

"Thank you, Dana. That was a wonderful thing you did for Neil. You have healed his life and allowed him to move on. Thank you."

Dana came out of her emotional meltdown and looked into her mother's teary eyes.

"Thanks, Mom," she said, "It was a pleasure to do that for the guy. Why do these things always happen to such great people?"

"I guess that they are great people because they learn to cope with what life throws at them and they don't give up. Nobody said life would be all happiness. In fact, we can only experience happiness to the same degree that we have experienced sadness. We experience all emotions in terms of their opposite emotions. The only alternative is to never experience any strong emotions, just have permanent greyness."

"Well, I wouldn't want that, I'm certain. Anyway, I need something to eat and drink."

So they both headed to the kitchen, chatting away about what else had happened during the day, Marcie sharing the story about Muriel and suggesting that Todd and Dana or Gabby would make good sex surrogates for assisting Muriel and Gerald to improve their sex lives together. Shortly afterwards the others began arriving home and stories were retold and events of the day shared over the evening meal.

When they had finished eating and everything was cleared away, Marcie announced that they had a busy evening ahead of them.

"I don't know whether it's just because we're newly opened or if it's from the opening night crowd, but we have a lot of bookings for tonight. The full schedule is in outline form on the whiteboard and you each have your individual assignments in your pigeon holes. So please check these out soon. We start at 8pm. David, can you please organise the bar for those waiting; Pam, I've put you as the greeter for reception. I have a couple who want to beat each other up in the Dungeon. Seems they've each found out the other has cheated on them and they think that punishment is the only way. I hope to persuade them that polyamory might be a far more mature option. Any questions?"

"Marcie, I hope you've remembered that I have an early lecture which I really need to stay awake in," said Julie.

"Yes, you finish at 10pm, so not problems there. You have two, from memory, a guy who wanted to make a woman cum lots of times, so I thought you'd be ideal." Julie pulled a face at Marcie before breaking into a broad grin. "And two lesbians who want a Sybian experience. May end up a bit more than that but I'm sure you'll cope."

"Ah, the things I have to do!" sighed Julie, ginning widely.

"Anyway," continued Marcie, "check out your schedules. If there's any problem please see me before 8pm, after which I'll be busy in the Dungeon and any problems see Pam. You'll note that on your detailed sheets I have written any special requests. Dana, one guy wants you to dress as a school marm, so I suggest you get a cane and a wooden ruler from the Dungeon before I start there. Sounds like he could do with a bit of counselling. Greg, you've only got one session tonight, a fairly emotionally fragile older widow who really misses her husband, so you'll need to be gentle with her. She's here while Julie is dealing with her lesbians, so you can use Julie's room while she's doing that. I took pity on you seeing you need to go to work tomorrow. Right, anything else?"

"What's the story with the spa pool?" asked Todd, "Does it matter if several of us and our clients are in there together?"

"Probably not a good idea," replied Marcie, "We do pride ourselves on confidentiality and I'd hate to break that with clients. It's fine on Saturday show nights because everyone can see each other anyway. But a lot of these people have guilt issues anyway. If they have asked for a spa I have shown that on your sheet and on the room allocation. You'll see that there is an overall room allocation as well as an overall person assignment sheet. You'll get used to it, after all, tonight's the first night we have operated the brothel so it's a learning experience for everyone. Just remember that they pay Pam at reception before you take them away, and if they have drinks while waiting they need to pay David for those. Any tips they give you are your business, of course."

There were no further questions so everyone went off to consult the boards and peruse their detailed sheets, working out what they would wear by any special requests that the clients had made. They noted that their time with clients was a minimum of 45 minutes, with a 15 minute break, but that some clients had booked longer.

Dana collected a cane, a leather strap and a twelve inch wooden ruler from the Dungeon and put them in 'her' room for the night, room one. She noticed that generally each girl and Todd and Chris had specific rooms allocated so it was obviously up to each person how they set their room up and what clothes they kept there. Dana checked her list and collected suitable clothing for each session, hanging it in the wardrobe in her room. That will save me having to go downstairs to the clothes locker all the time, she thought. She also noticed that most started people at 8pm and went through to 1am. It was fortunate that most of them were postgrad students who did not have lectures and could work their own hours.

At 7.50pm the first client arrived, followed by a steady stream of others afterwards. Pam would greet each person or, in some cases, couple, take their money and escort them to the bar area, which had private booths, for David to serve them with drinks while they waited. Pam noted the booth number for each client so that each girl or guy who came down to meet them knew who and where they were. The system ran very well indeed with no hiccups, a tribute to forward planning.



Tina and Monty

Marcie collected her warring couple and escorted them to the Dungeon. She picked up on the body language very quickly and determined to change this if possible.

"So, Tina and Monty, what is the problem as you see it?"

"She cheated on me with one of my best friends," said Monty. "I caught them out fucking in our bed, in our house."

"Yes, but only after I'd heard that you'd been fucking the barmaid at the local tavern for weeks," accused Tina. "You'd go there every Friday night and I wondered why you came home reeking of sex as well as beer, then one of my friends saw you two there and told me."

"Ok, so let's sort this thing out a little. Do either of you deny that you were unfaithful to the other?"

They both looked at the floor and shook their heads.

"Right, so neither of you can really stand on any moral high ground, can you?"

Again, they looked at the floor and shook their heads.

"So what do you want to do about it?"

"I want to whip Tina's arse and teach her she can't do this to me," said Monty angrily.

"And I want to cut Monty' cock and balls off and stuff them down his throat," replied Tina, equally angrily.

"So," asked Marcie, trying to calm the emotions, "What good would that do for either of you? Would any of this unfuck the other person? Would it help you to love each other more? Would it heal your marriage? Or would it just add fuel to the fires of anger and betrayal that already are smouldering? You cannot undo what has been done, all you can do is discuss it, find out why, forgive each other and resolve to be different in future. There are many ways this difference could occur; you don't just have to say you'll never look at another person twice; there are other options."

Tina and Monty thought about this for a few minutes, the anger slowly draining from them. Tina sighed and her eyes started to tear up. "Monty was my world. I'd hate to lose him. Yet I feel that I'm still young and my hormones just won't let me stop longing to play the field. I loved him dearly and still do, I love having sex with him, but I really do want to feel how it is to have sex with other men. Monty was my first lover and he swept me off my feet, so to some extent I feel like I want my freedom to fuck with whoever I want to. But I don't want to wreck our marriage. I thought maybe punishing him, not as drastically as I mentioned before, could keep him in line."

Monty considered for a few moments, then he replied, "You were my first lover also, Tina. I still love you dearly, but I keep wondering what else I've missed out on. My affair with the barmaid was nothing, just sex, nothing emotional in it. I'm sorry I hurt you darling."

"I'm sorry I hurt you too, honey," replied Tina.

Having watched this couple talk together honestly of their feelings and motivations, maybe for the first time ever, and heard their expressions of apology, Marcie decided it was time to take this to the next stage.

"So in future, what do you wish to put in place that will prevent this exact same situation happening?"

"Well, I guess we'll just have to be strong," said Tina. "What other option do we have?"

"There really are only two options," said Monty, "We can stay together and be strong to resist temptation or we can just divorce and go our own ways. I don't want either of those, but I guess I don't want the second option more than I don't want the first."

"Mmmmm," added Tina, "Same here. Marcie, what do you suggest please?"

"Well, those are lose-lose options. What you could have is a win-win option. Have you heard of polyamory?" she asked.

They both shook their heads.

"Polyamory is where more than two people live together, usually sharing the same bed, certainly making love together in a variety of combinations. It is based on the fact that love is unlimited. Just because you love more than one person sexually doesn't mean that you love any one of them less than you would if they were your only lover. In fact often you love them more because they have allowed you the freedom to love others and to receive their love as well. What it means is that you have the best of both worlds. You can keep your marriage but you can each make love to other people, with the other partner's full knowledge and support, and maybe all sleep in the one room and one bed."

Tina and Monty looked at each other.

"How does that sound?" asked Tina.

"Like a dream come true," replied Monty. "I could sleep with you and the barmaid," her added with a grin.

"Yes, and with Jake, the friend you caught me with."

"Mmmm, the four of us in one bed all fucking up a storm. Sounds interesting to say the least."

Marcie smiled at their enthusiasm. "My husband Greg and I have a polyamorous relationship with Julie as an additional party. Julie was a girl who Greg just happened to bring home from a party and the three of us share the same bed. Our daughter Dana is also part of a polyamorous relationship with Todd and Trudi. You would remember all of them from last Saturday night if you were there."

They both nodded.

"Then we extended the relationship to include the other four who operate this establishment as well. So from my point of view, I am legally married to Greg; Julie is part of our immediate polyamory agreement and the other seven people here are all associates of that agreement. We have formal documents that state this and we had a formal ceremony to consolidate the relationships. So what that means is that anyone here can sleep with anyone else and make love together. That has so far lasted for 18 months very happily and with very few, if any, difficulties."

"So that gives you all a great deal of variety, allows people to have sex or refrain from having sex, knowing than there is always someone else they can go to, and there is no need for anger or jealousy or guilt. It sounds a wonderfully healthy relationship," observed Monty.

"Yes, it is. The main thing is to lose your ego. The main problem in a relationship is the sense of ownership that people have of another. We talk of 'my wife' or 'my husband' as though we own them. We do not. We simply share our life with them. If we choose to share our life with several people then everyone is richer for it. For our group there were, of course, teething problems. For example, Dana thought Todd was hers and hers alone, then he and Trudi went away for a week together and so Dana wanted to punish Trudi and Todd, much as you two wanted to punish each other a short time ago. But when Dana started to do that she felt that the energy of inflicting pain on someone she loved dearly was all wrong. So she stopped and restarted, engaging in sexual torture as a way of expressing love."

"Sexual torture as love? Sounds strange and interesting," said Monty. "Can we try it please?"

"Yes, if you wish. You would, of course, both need to agree. That is the main reason the Dungeon we're in now was set up. Tina, would you like to experience some loving sexual torture from your husband and then lovingly torture him sexually as well?"

Tina felt a gush of fluid in her cunt and noticed that Monty's trousers were bulging at the crotch.

"Oh yes please," she said enthusiastically.

"Right. There are a few rules. The first is we have a safe word and if anyone says that then everything stops and the person is untied. The second main rule is that if the circulation is cut off from any part, that must be released within 20 minutes. We did have a rule about breaking the skin, but we relaxed that to allow piercing. However, we still have a rule prohibiting anything that will leave permanent scarring. Does that sound OK to you?"

They both agreed and also agreed tonight's safe word was banana.

"Right, so would you like a tour of the Dungeon? You have booked for two hours so you still have an hour and a half for play time."

"Yes please," they both said.

Marcie showed them what was in the Dungeon and explained how some of the items were used. She then asked them, "So what are your favourite fantasies for each other?"

"What I'd like to see would be Monty's cock and balls tied up tight and beaten with a whip," said Tina.

Monty looked at her. "You've never told me that," he said.

Tina looked at the floor. "Sorry, darling, I thought you'd think I was mad."

"So how about your fantasy for Tina?" asked Marcie.

"I'd like to whip her pussy."

It was Tina's turn to look at him askance.

"Well, tonight you can do these things if you wish. Would you like to and who goes first?"

"You can torture me first if you like," said Monty, "And, yes, I give you permission to do what you want to me."

"Thank you darling. And I give you permission to do what you want with me too."

Marcie asked them both to strip naked while she also stripped naked.

"Now, it's one thing to have a fantasy but quite another to carry that fantasy out," explained Marcie. While inflicting pain on another person may seem to be exciting when it is in your mind, it may be really emotionally traumatic to actually see your loved one writhing in agony that you have inflicted. So, to begin with I will only allow you to each land one blow with the whip on the other person. Who would like to be whipped first?"

"I will be," replied Monty.

"Right, so here's some stretchy rubber for you to bind up Monty's cock and balls, Tina," Marcie handed her some lengths of rubber. "Now remember, when they are bound they must be unbound in 20 minutes time because the circulation will be cut off."

Tina started binding Monty's cock and balls, which soon took on purplish hue as the blood was cut off. Once they were bound Marcie positioned Monty in such a position that Tina had a clear stroke with the whip. Marcie handed Monty the multi-tailed whip.

"Right, now you only have one stroke to start with. I suggest that you stroke upwards. I also suggest that you make it a hard stroke."

Tina swung the whip a couple of times to get the feel of it then she aimed for Monty's carefully wrapped package, standing to the side a little so she had a longer stroke. She gave his balls and cock a strong stroke and Monty let out a howl, clutched his balls and collapsed onto the floor. Tina burst into tears and hurried to his side, placing her arm around him.

"Sweetheart, are you ok?" she asked in a worried tone. "I'm sorry, darling, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. I want to love you."

Monty slowly relaxed and returned her cuddle. "I want to love you too, darling," he replied.

After a few minutes they both stood up.

"I don't want to beat Monty anymore," said Tina. "I didn't enjoy that. But I guess that it's only fair if he gives me one stroke on the pussy as well. At least he'll find out how it feels when he does that to me."

Marcie agreed, so she arranged Tina on all fours on the floor with her head and breasts resting on the carpet and her arse sticking in the air with knees wide apart.

"Monty, I want you to stand alongside Tina and you will be bringing the whip down onto her arse so the ends of the tails curl around and hit her clit. That way you cover the whole pussy area. So here's your whip, give it a few swings then you have one good hard stroke."