The following day Leslie was a wreck, she paced around feeling worried, shy and nervous.
It was no longer a choice for her, she felt that she NEEDED to go.
She knew it was something she would forever regret if she backed out now, if she didn't go it now she knew she never would.
The thought of trying to beg someone to go with her popped up, but then she would have to admit to them her intentions.
She stops pacing around the room and thinks 'wait what even are my goals?'
A confused look on her face as she ponders her mind.
'Well .... I guess I just wanna go and see ... yea ... I just wanna find out what the hell this place is and I dunno ... Mabey ... Just maybe ... Might try something if I am in the mood .... yea that makes sense'.
With her decision made she gets dressed, going for something casual but not un-appleing.
If all goes to plan she won't have it on for long anyway.
She looks at the address on her screen and phones for an uber, while she waits for it to arrive she fiddles with the small card advertising the place between her fingers.
Boredom and anxiety are a bad mix as she stares at the number on the card wondering if it's best to just show up at the place or phone ahead.
"ughh how long is left until they arrive? 10 MINUTES! ugh"
Leslie stares intently at the number as she bites her lower lip ... "fuck it"
She dials the number ... It rings .... and rings ... and rings ...
A deep male voice answers "hello?"
Leslie in a panic screams and hangs up the phone .....
"oh god what was I thinking?" Leslie says to herself as she cups her face in her hands.
"ugh this is so stupid" she curses and stops, her feet stomp on the ground.
The 10 minutes pass and her car arrives, she hops into the back seat and starts her journey.
It shouldn't take too long to get to the place, it avoids most of the traffic but is in a kinda sketchy part of town.
It's the type of place you don't go alone ... which she is doing
Definitely the type of place you don't meet up with strangers ... which she is doing
and most certainly not the type of area where you go into an unmarked building without letting anyone know where you are ... which she is doing.
And to add a cherry on top of stupid things not to do she also phones them once again letting them know that she is going to show up! (please for the love of god don't do this IRL)
Leslie dials the number while sitting in the back of the car ... *ring ring* .... *ring ring* ... A deep male voice answers again "hello?".
Leslie clears her throat, but her nerves are still shot and her voice cracks " heLLO", she splutters and face palms herself.
They respond "can I help you miss?"
"umm well ... I got this card with your number ... and this e-mail ... and well you see..."
He cuts her off "Ah miss Fu, we were hoping to hear from you. We are so glad you called."
"Wait, you know who I am?" Leslie answers filled with worry.
They inform her "ah well yes you did respond asking for more details but never went any further, have you thought about going to the address we sent you?"
Leslie shifts in the back seat "well here is the thing ... ummm ... I will be at that address in 8 minutes ..."
His voice sounding ecstatic says "Oh that is wonderful, I will make sure the front desk knows and will explain everything to you and once you are there I will make sure to show up and greet you myself, I promise you will love it!"
Leslie, feeling more on edge than before says "uhhh okay ... well see you soon."
"Goodbye miss Fu" and with that the call ends.
The car pulls onto the street, the type of place you expect to see hookers or crack dealers.
Homeless people with barrel fires in each alleyway ... But it's actually not too bad, I mean it's not good but not quite the crack den she expected to find.
The car pulls to the side of the road at this darkened building, no sign and all the windows are blacked out.
The only way in and out is a big burgundy red metal door with a slit in it as a peep hole.
Leslie thanks the driver and steps out onto the street.
The car pulls away while she just eyes the building, seeming to take in the sight of it, almost paralyzed by her nerves.
She wonders if there's a camera, someone watching and waiting to see her next move.
She can't see one but still feels prying eyes on her body.
taking a deep breath she steps forward towards the door.
She brings her right hand up, balled into a fist bangs on the door *BANG BANG BANG* ....
The slit opens up and piercing blue eyes fill the gap, they look at her before closing the slit again.
*CLUNK, THUD, CRANK* loud sounds coming from the other side as this heavy door is unlocked.
It is pulled back into the building where a big burly guy stands tall.
Inside the building is dark and dank sucking in the late morning sun.
Leslie sucks in her gut and steps into the building.
As she passes the guy she feels his piercing eyes glaring at her, she thinks he took a whiff of her as she brushed past him.
The floor is an industrial dark grey carpet, the walls dimly lit but shown to be a dark green while the skirting boards were white with a low dim purple light on them showing where the walls actually were.
The door slams shut behind her making her jump, her top becoming out of place from the fright moving on her shoulders.
She turns to see the man locking the door again before staring back at her one last time before entering another room labelled 'guard'.
Leslie turns back around and carries on her way into this unknown space alone, she rounds a corner and enters into a larger room.
A small leather covered set of chairs with some sort of reception desk fills the space.
Black curtains behind the desk leading god knows where while the only other path is through some big dark red curtains. A faint sound of moaning in the distance perks up Leslie's ears.
She approaches the reception desk and stands next to it for a few seconds before she dings a small bell.
The curtain gets flung back as a small bubbly woman pops out "hey there sweet thing, can you just give me one second?"
Leslie caught off guard instantly responds "uhh yeah sure"
The blond woman with messed up hair smiles widely "thanks darling" and darts back behind the curtain.
Leslie blinks a few times regaining her composure from the abrupt meeting.
She leans against the desk and waits for the girl's return.
Faint sloppy and wet sounds can be heard, the distant sound of gulping and gagging too.
A male grunt slowly gets louder as the seconds pass.
* gluck gluck gluck gluck*
Leslie doesn't know what is going on but her mind is jumping to the conclusion that it's something very lewd.
Her thoughts are helped by the sloppy sounds becoming more frequent and louder with each moment.
A crescendo seems to happen as an audible male grunts ceases all sloppy sounds, faint gagging is heard as the grunts decrease in decibels.
A few more moments pass before the bubbly girl emerges from behind the curtain.
Her hair is even more of a mess than before, her cheeks flush red and is that .... Yep a small smudge of cum on the bottom right of her lips dribbling down onto her chin.
The girl pays it no mind or just doesn't know as she greets Leslie,
"Hey there sweet thing, what can I do for you today?"
"ughh well I was given this address, and I phoned ahead?" Leslie nervously asks.
"Oh darling, you must be miss Fu, that's wonderful. I have been told to give you the rundown on our little establishment here. Is that okay with you?" The girl says with her wide grin looking up at Leslie being almost a foot shorter than her.
Leslie nods her head slightly "that would be great, thanks"
"Well alrighty then sweet cheeks, let me start by being the first to welcome you to the pleasure palace where all your needs can be met.
You have been specifically invited because we believe we can help you where life has been ... let's say un-satisfactory to you.
Hence why you got the card and e-mail, we don't just send them out to anyone ya know.
This place is special, we aren't just a swingers party or some week-end orgy oh no.
This place never shuts, never stops and is always ready to help you get fulfilled.
Obviously there are some things we can't do ... ya know ... because of the law, but anything legal you can do here or expense here.
We have food, drink, good company and well … sex… and lots of it.
Want to just masterbate with others, go wild.
Want to be in a glory hole, go get them girl.
Want to be the centre of attention and be our main star, take the stage!
Wanna play with other girls or other genders, we don't judge.
No matter what you want we will help make it happen, and don't worry if it sounds like a lot, darling take your time no rush at all.
So have you got any questions so far lass?"
Leslie's head spins from the rapid and overwhelming information she just got bombarded with
"so ... this is a sex club? ... But like ... a 24 hour one? ... and you do it all ..."
The small girl nods her head eagerly while Leslie catches up.
"you got it doll, we have a system normally for different rolls. So men who show up pay but girlies get in free.
And you lass are above them all as a V.I.P.
That lets you have even more control if you want it, so if you wanted to set it up we would help you as soon as we can.
We want to make you happy."
Leslie scratches her head "so no matter what I wanted ... as long as it's legal you will get people to do it with me?"
"ugh huh, you get it" the small girl nods.
Leslie asks "so do events need to be pre-arranged?"
"Well if you had something specific in mind, yes, however we do just have an open floor where people can go and hang out and do stuff, most of the time they find someone or many someone's to go into another room with them.
I'm sure Bill will show you some of the rooms a little later, but we have all sorts depending on what tickles your fancy.
So in the main area we have a sort of system to help people find what they are looking for.
Here we use armbands, you know a little wrist thing so people have an idea what you're into.
Do you want me to go through them with you now?" the bubbly girl asks.
Leslie feels dizzy but says "sure what are they?"
"Well this one," she says, bringing up her own wrist showing off a green band, that seems well worn but high quality.
Unlike at a festival these aren't just paper to be ripped off as soon as possible oh no, these are super high quality materials that would be hard to break but easy to clean.
"Is letting everyone know I am open for anything, No matter what it is I am down to try.
Wanna just push me to my knees and make me blow you? you got it boss haha" She giggles a little.
"but we have a few more" she brings up a small piece of laminated paper that describes them all clearly.
Green - Free use (no questions asked)
Light Blue - Use me but nothing hardcore (no rape play/ BDSM)
Black - Only Hardcore (blinded, tied, abused. Please make sure to have a safeword)
White - Pregnancy kink (wants to have the risk of being inseminated)
Orange - You're the boss! Make others serve you (you are a dom looking for subs)
Yellow - Ask me first, come chat and see what happens
Red - I just want to watch
"As you can see we have a wide range, all of our members are made sure to be STI free and fully made aware of all and any risks during their stay here.
We ask unless you take a white band that you are on or have some sort of conscriptive available.
We can supply you with them if needed, don't worry miss V.I.P" she giggles a little.
"You can of course have a white band accompanied with another too, so you can still show off what you want and warn people.
Most first time visitors tend to stay around the yellow red area but you can get them changed at any time.
We do also have a few more like for couples or things like anal only but they are so rare we don't want to over-populate the info sheet.
Also if you want there is a golden VIP band that you can take, shows people you are of extra high value as a partner, but most don't take it but it's there if you like" she beams a smile.
The girl looks Leslie up and down "soo ... any tickle your fancy?" her voice raises a few octaves at the end of her sentence becoming a high squeal as she is overjoyed in this moment.
Leslie rubs her chin, this has all been sprung on her quite rapidly.
Of course she had an idea of what this place might be, But never on this scale.
And now to be asked what she wants to be categorised as is almost too much.
Silence fills the room while Leslie tries to find the words she is looking for.
"ummm ... I have no idea ...."
The small blond woman just smiles happily at Leslie and says
"hey it's okay darning, why don't we give you the Yellow one and you can make your mind up as you go, how does that sound?"
She reaches down pulling up a basket of these bracelets as she grabs a yellow one outstretching her hand to Leslie.
Leslie is about to grab it when she thinks about why she came.
'Hold up, let's think about this for a second. You feel that right? We are horny, and wet. We came here because we are in need of cock. And sure we could get that with this half assed yellow band but that's bland and you know it. Come one you are THE Leslie Fu. We are better than that.'
Leslie seems to get more confidence, she takes a breath and puffs out her chest standing tall.
"no no ... I want the Green one please."
The girl seems taken aback for a moment before her grin widens, "atta girl" she swaps the bracelet handing Leslie a green band, "you go get em hehe".
"oh one last thing, no clothes. Head over though that curtain and enter a door on your left" she points in the direction.
"In there are showers and all the pills you might need, we do offer morning after pills but only for VIPs and you can only have them very sparingly.
So it's an option, but please make it your last one.
If you want a white band be prepared, if not please take care.
Good luck sweety" and with that she hops back through the curtain behind the desk and trots away.
Leslie knows now is her moment, she takes a few steps up to the curtain.
Takes one last deep breath and pulls it back as she enters the pleasure palace.
Leslie follows the directions she was given and goes into the door described.
Inside she sees it's like a glorified locker room.
With places for her to store her clothes, a small pharmacy for pills or conception and showers.
'oh come on ... I showered yesterday. Leslie thinks to herself but gets the general idea.
She looks around making sure no one is watching her before she starts undressing.
She strips as her skin becomes exposed to the air, her nipple of course hard and her thighs slightly damp.
She stores her clothes neatly and slips on the green band onto her wrist.
Now all that's left to do is shower and make sure she is safe ...
Unless ...
A white band is always an option ...
She did always hate the pills ...
Made her feel funny ...
Leslie shakes her head, "shower first, then decide"
She steps up and hits the nozzle, the shower spirits into life thundering down water onto her hair and skin.
Already warm and ready for anyone to use, she grabs some of the available shampoo and gets to work scrubbing herself.
As her soft fingers roam through her hair and with the warm water hitting her face Leslie falls into her thoughts.
How in only the next room there might be countless cocks just waiting for her.
Hard, thick, throbbing, warm cocks …
Leslie's hands cup her shapely tits, her fingertips rubbing over her hard nipples.
She finds herself rubbing her hips up and down as she wiggles them side to side.
A hand creeps down between her legs and thick thighs.
Her crotch is hot and eager, as she teases herself.
"Hmummf"
Leslie lets out a soft moan as she thinks about how she chose a green band.
Knowing that it meant she was up for anything!
'Really anything? Am I okay with it all? That could be … ya know … A LOT! Right?.
Well … my body is that's for sure, and it does excite me.
I am sure it will all be fine'
She giggles to herself and turns off the shower.