After a long stream and an even longer call with her manager poki screams down the call
"JUST FIND ME A FUCKING PLACE TO BE FREE!"
And angrily ends the call with a huff.
This has been going on for months now, Poki craved some creative freedom and was just frustrated all the time.
The only time she felt relaxed was with her vibrator placed firmly between her thick thighs, juddering her throbbing clit.
One arm reaching up above her head holding her pillow tight, her thighs rubbing together as she grinded against the plastic wand.
Moans echo around her empty apartment as her bed gets a new stain in it.
Her body shakes as she screams out, crying for attention that was never coming.
As her fingertips weaken the toy slips away and falls on the bed still humming away.
Her chest expanding and deflating with each deep breath, her body sprawled out across her soft sheets.
She rubs her silky skin wishing her hands belonged to another, She sighs again rolling over and just lets herself fall into sleep for the day.
Weeks later Poki is still yet to shake her desires, they only seem to run deeper and deeper becoming more than just a want.
She needs this itch to be scratched, it hasn't helped that some of her friends seem happier than ever.
It only made her frustrations worse and she finds herself snapping at people over the smallest things.
It was during one dinner where both Yvonne and Leslie came late and with beaming smiles on both their faces.
She couldn't tell why but this made her snap.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TWO LATE? AND WHAT'S GOT YOU BOTH SO GODDAMN HAPPY TO HAVE A SMILE LIKE THAT HUH!?" Her friends were all stunned, this was so out of pocket for Poki to just explode like that.
And especially to her friends too.
Both Yvonne and Leslie look down and apologise taking their seats as they try to enjoy the meal and move on.
When the dinner was over and all where on there way home Poki felt so bad and guilty, she went out and made sure to buy them both a huge set of flowers with a note saying how sorry she was for talking to them in such a way and always wants them to always have such a happy smile on their faces.
Inside Poki's apartment was a total mess, clothes just thrown about, towels everywhere, stains on each bit of furniture, sex toys on each counter or laying on one of the many towels that littered the room.
One of the tv's is always playing some type of porn while her pc has AO3 loaded up on one screen and twitter on the other.
Her favourite pastime has become sitting on her new toy, the Sybian.
A device for her to straddle with a dildo attached that will vibrate with a speed slider that she controls.
All while she reads degenerate things posted about her online.
Her favourite quickly becomes about how people talk about gooning to her specifically, Poki can feel the joy at the idea of endlessly edging her pussy for hours on end wishing one day that might be her.
It wasn't long ago that she despised this type of content but with how she has been feeling lately it's been the best way for her cravings to die down.
However that itch is still growing, she can only pause it for a moment before her insides get all warm again and she knows she needs more.
Night after night almost passing out while riding her toy thinking about how many men across the world would give anything to give her what she craves right now.
But alas, she can't just invite people into her apartment to strip her down and throw her onto the bed.
She can't let them spread her legs as they surround her.
She can't let them spread her sweet pussy folds with their raw cocks.
She can't let the others touch, grope and feel her up.
She can't let one of them grab her hair pushing her face to his cock telling her to open wide as he pushes himself between her lips.
She just can't … no matter if it's what she craves … She needs somewhere to do this without worry of the public finding out.
Poki sighs once again and falls asleep hoping tomorrow might be different.
After her little outburst and receiving her apology Leslie felt bad, she knew something was wrong with her friend and wanted to help so decided to pay her a surprise visit.
*Knock knock*
Pok was startled by the unexpected knocking, she jumps up and scrambles to find some pants.
Waking up with a pink vibe judding inside her at the lowest setting, she pulls it out, throwing it to the side.
The apartment sinks of wet pussy but it's going to take more than a window open to get that smell out now anyway.
Poki half hopping to the door as she struggles to get her jeans over her fat ass answers the intercom.
Leslies bubbly voice comes through "Hey Poki, just wanted to come and thank you for the gift and see if you were doing okay? Can I come in?"
Poki pauses for a moment before hitting the button to allow Leslie inside, trusting her friend won't judge her too harshly.
As Leslie walks into her apartment it's like a wave of thick must invades her body, seeming into her nose.
The stench of a female gooner at her lowest point, and the sight too.
Toys and stains everywhere, Leslie hadn't seen anything like it before and her jaw hit the ground.
Poki pipes up to defend herself "Hey I know … It's bad … Can I get you anything?" she asks, trying to at least distract her and move her to an area with less stains.
Poki wasn't going to bring up the time she sat nude shaking while she squirted all over the table top just last week though.
Leslie, yet to speak, followed Poki into the kitchen and took an offered stool as Poki took one herself and began to brew some coffee for them both.
The silence between them became awkward, too much time passed between words as Leslie looked around seeing all the evidence she needed of what might be going on with her friend.
As Poki passed Leslie her drink Leslie locked eyes with her and asked "So poki … What's been going on?"
Poki felt her cheeks go red, embarrassment flooding through her as she felt ashamed with herself.
"We are good friends right Leslie? We can tell each other anything, right?" Poki asks with a crack in her voice.
Leslie smiles her usual friendly smile and tries to put her at ease.
"Of course we are and you can poki, trust me. I am sure I will be able to understand what's going on" She reaches out and squeezes her upper arm reassuring her she is not alone.
Poki takes a deep breath "well .. let's just start at the beginning … As you know dating has been rough for me, and well it's been almost eight months since I have been with another person … intimately.
And since then … I dunno … It's hard to put fully into words.
But I have felt a need, A desire for … something … more … something that well.
None of this" she waves her hand around panning the room showing off all she has been up to.
"Hasn't quite been able to sate it.
Does that make sense?"
Leslie feels her own pussy begin to throb, not sure if the stench was working its magic or if the visual of seeing poki down bad begging for cock was hitting the spot.
Poki always did have this sort of aura around her, be it just who she was or if it was something in her sweat but everyone who was around her was attracted to her, and it was more than just her looks, something about her drew people in.
Leslie rubbed her chin, "hmm".
"Yea … I understand … I was getting a bit like that myself … but I didn't quite … get this desperate … however I was saved.
I was given … this invite.
Now just listen okay?" Leslie feeling a little defensive as she opens up her own vulnerable self.
"I was sent this e-mail, it was stupidly uninformative and risky for me to accept what it offered but my GOD am I glad I did.
Here let me show it to you."
Leslie takes out her phone and pulls up the original e-mail
*"Have you felt alone?
In need of companionship?
A place to just vent?
Or deal with unsatisfied desires?
No matter who you are, come and see us, we gantretee you will leave happier than you were when you walked in!"*
Poki tilts her head as she holds Leslie's phone as she reads the e-mail.
"Hold up, I think I got one of these too. Like maybe 3 months ago but I ignored it."
Leslie just chuckles "haha it's like they knew or something haha."
"But did you not wonder what it was? What was it about?"
Poki's eyes go wide "WAIT!? You accepted this!!! WHAT THE HELL LESLIE! THAT'S CRAZY!"
Leslie nods and bows her head cupping her face with her hands "I know I know…. Listen … I needed something new … and they offered it … and … well … I think you should give them a call … talk to Bill, he owns the place.
Tell him I sent you, I can talk about it a little if you like or you can ask Yvonne" as the words slip out of her mouth she quickly covers her mouth as she remembers she is not ever supposed to talk about others who go to the club.
Poki looks confused "wait Yvonne has been to this place too!?"
Leslie still covering her mouth nods and takes her hand away just to say "yea she was there when I first showed up, I had no idea she was there or how long she has been visiting but by the looks of it she is a veteran" the moment she stops talking she covers her mouth again.
Poki in shock slow blinks a few times, "wow".
Leslie nods.
"So this place … Is … what exactly?" Poki askes a little intrigued.
Leslie takes her hand away from her mouth and sighs.
"Ugh, it's best if Bill handles this…. But I think it will help … Think of it as … ummm … A place to feel free, to be liberated.
A place for you to try new things and not have to worry about certain things like leaks if you know what I mean.
That's why the other night me and Yvonne were late and so happy, we decided to have a quick stop there first.
It's easy to lose hours in that place if not whole days hehe."
Poki takes a big sip of her tea and says
"Did you know I have been officially invited to over twenty different orgys, each promising a different thing or idea.
And not once have I thought I should accept that offer, why would I now?"
Leslie sighs again "Well …" she looks around her apartment "because you need it now, and by the way it's not just a orgy place.
Trust me … just give him a call, what's the worst that can happen? Then think of the BEST that could happen" she says as she wiggles her eyebrows a little.
"I don't need to sell you on the place, I came here with a theory and to see if you were doing okay.
And by what you have said I was right and this place might be able to help you, it's your choice and you can do as you like.
But no matter what's going on, my bet is they can scratch that itch of yours and more."
Both girls finish up their drinks and after chatting a while about life, streaming and some other bits Leslie decides she should head out.
They both stand and hug as Poki shows her out Leslie says "I am glad you are okay Poki if you need anything more from me or just to chat please always feel free to hit me up okay?"
They both hug again and Leslie leaves.
Turning around to see the state of her gooner den of an apartment Poki cringes at herself and mutters
"Oh god, I asked my manager to find me something like that but she has come back with nothing now Leslie has seen me like this and talks about a place I would and have ignored … this is so fucked up."
She shakes her head and decides to clean up, choosing to try and bury these desires one last time and return to how things were before.
It took all day but she did it, bar the smell which will take a few more deep scrubs to remove, her home is tidy and neat once again.
Now time for sleep and to clear her browsing history.
That night was her worst yet, dreams plagued with naked body's.
Each doing something more depraved than the last, the girls looking just like her friends.
No they WERE her friends doing those … gross … horrible … deranged … ugh … AMAZING THINGS!!!
Before she knew it she wanted it all, everyone to be looking at her, for her to dominate the room.
If she said it, it would happen, directing all the depravity around her.
Poki fully choosing who does what, how fast, and to who.
"UGHA!" Poki shouts as she wakes up in a puddle of sweat, darkness fully encapsulating the outside.
Her hand between her thighs as she feels how sensitive and needy she is right now.
She can only say one thing ~ "FUCK!"
That next morning while trying to make herself breakfast she was more irritable than ever.
Spilling the cat food as they scramble to steal the spilt food getting in her way as they do.
Over cooking her eggs so they get too dry, and to top it all off she has a meeting in a few minutes.
"Oh for fucks sake" she screams into the void, stubbing her bare toe into a cabinet "just fuck off will you!".
Blaming the inanimate object for her own misdoings.
She angrily stomps around much to the displeasure of her lower neighbour, sitting at her desk for her meeting.
During the meeting she can't help but think back to Leslie's suggestion they talked about yesterday.
Thinking there is no way they can offer what she searches for, they could never be trustworthy if she showed up.
Right then and there she pulls up her own version of the e-mail Leslie showed she had received.
*Miss Anys
You don't know us but of course we know you,
We think we might be able to help with your dilemma.
I understand you don't know us from jack but let us try.
We have some people that can vouch for us that you may trust yourself
We only want to help you be the real you,
A free version of yourself who can just let go.
Call me any time : 0000 - 0000 -0000 - 0000
-Bill*
*How the fuck do they get it so right with what they say?* she thinks to herself suspiciously.
Poki is paying such little attention to the meeting when they call her name it takes a few attempts for her to even notice.
"Oh huh humm? Oh right yea thing thing about the stuff right yea….
Say why did you never tell me about this?" she says ignoring most people in the call talking right to her manager as she sends her the e-mail privately.
Her manager looks it over and responds "well because it seems like madness no? Even with what you asked me to find I never thought that would be the one for you."
Poki speaks up irritated "Well no it's EXACTLY what I needed, it's been months!
I could have had this going on for so long instead I have been brought to …. To … to extremes! Do you know the stuff I have read or seen!? What I did while looking at them!?" her voice jumping pitches with each word in hysterics.
Her manager tries desperately to calm her down "okay listen i will call them and see what's up for you how's that?"
Poki almost shouting down the microphone "NO! I want to do it! I'm done!" and she leaves the call grabbing her phone and dials the number.
*ring ring* Poki breathes heavily
*ring ring* she feels herself starting to calm down
*ring ring* actually.
*ring ring* she start to feel a little nervous
*ring ring* this is call coming up really quickly like what if*
"Hello?" A deep male voice comes from her phone.
Poki pauses
"Hello? Anyone there?"
She clears her throat.
And just as she speaks her voice squeaks "hi"
His voice was clear and determined "Ah hello miss, I'm Bill nice to hear from you. How can I help?"
Poki not knowing quite what to say mumbles "well i got an e-mail form you and after talking to Leslie about how angry I have been I decided to find out what you were actually offering myself"
With his powerful voice says "Ah miss Anys I see, I must say I had almost given up hope that you would contact us but am very happy to hear your voice.
I understand a woman of your … let's say position needs to be extra careful so I don't expect to be able to tempt you with the same honey water I could Leslie."
He laughed a little but continued. "So I will be more than happy to answer some, but not all of your questions.
Enough to get you to come pay a visit yourself.
Is that satisfactory?"
Poki takes a moment to think about it.
"Yes okay, so … what actually is this place?"
His voice booms down the phone "The club is a place for people to go to be free from restriction.
Men, women and everything in between come to the club and use a colour band system which shows off what can and can't be done.
Letting them get an idea on how to approach the others or how.
Then we have many rooms available that can be used for such play, or if being in public is more your style then that happens often enough as well.
But you miss Anys, are special, Just like Leslie you would be a club VIP.
Meaning if you wanted anything to be requested we make it a top priority, you want people of a certain type or gender? We can make that happen, want a particular room made up in any way, we got it!
There is yet to be something requested that we couldn't have ready by the very next day."
There is a pause as he ends his speech.
"So it's a sex club" Poki blankly states.
He sighs "yes, at its core, yes.
But we do more, we make sure everyone inside our doors is safe, no one is allowed anywhere near without a clear STI record and we have all kinds of birth control options available, and for VIP's like yourself not a cost involved and everyone inside except female VIP's must sign an NDA to protect you from your involvement being known."
Without much thought Poki blankly says "okay, see you today. I expect you to be the one to greet me."
She can hear him scrambling the phone "OF COURSE MISS ANYS DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHEN EXACTLY YOU MIGHT -"
She hangs up on him.