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Babe Bang

Babe Bang is an event held at the West End's 8x6 dedicated to Ladies with high sexual drive, Ladies who enjoy the erotic company of another woman or women, where they can freely be dressed to please the female eye, to flirt, seduce, feel comfortable and sexy, shrouded in the darkness of loud industrial music, the dance floor serving as a playground (safety supplies provided). The crowd was kinky and vanilla, lesbian and bisexual, submissive and dominant; I felt fabulous among and with them the other night. I met a bunch of beautiful, hot and spicy, same sex interesting people. Most common outfits I saw were very minimal, but definitely provocative: colourful, creative, slutty, sexy feminine, sexy butch, sexy sporty, sheer nylons, skin tight overalls, leather straps, boyish pants and tank tops, cup-less bras, corsets, wet look leggings, bullet belts,.....

Wherever I looked I observed life in its fullest. I noticed lips soaked in juicy glosses, pointy aroused proud nipples, great hair styles made to give the head liberated movement, and as I walked through a sweet, intoxicating perfume clouded my senses as I indulged in random, not-so-accidental curious touches...."Oh yeah! I just felt someone's nipples against my back", I yelled into my sub girl's ear while dancing and holding her pressed tight against myself, feeling her smooth thighs in between mine, her breasts rubbing against mine.

Prior to our arrival I had her dainty neck collared in a thin leather strap. Although squeezing her throat just with my hand while kissing her lips is a better option for a one-on-one night. She wore sporty, military green shorts with red edges, thigh high socks, Converse shoes, a black tank top and leatherette wrist cuffs. Her pale soft skin glowed in the darkness, her tongue glistened in provocative laughter, her eyes sparkled with cheekiness, her gestures and movements were seductive, slutty, inviting.

I wore fishnets, leather shorts with strap on harness, high heel leather boots, and a military fishnet long sleeve top, revealing my nipples, which I, for the occasion, painted red, so they would stand out with my piercing and catch the eye.

When we arrived, at the entrance we flashed the door girl (super sexy, licking lollipop) with our toys we've brought along: me, a dildo in my strap on harness, her - a two-way gag with the option of riding her pretty face.

And as much as this was an event for women only, for me, a dominant bisexual sadist, a night like this can't be without a man, a true devoted servant and a pleaser of the superior gender, a useful sex toy in my toy box, a born entertainer of Femme Fatale. He stayed behind, but with my watchful eye of a commander/controller, I reassured my power over him with a firm 'no' followed by placing the 'half angel - half demon' chastity belt where it rightfully, ever so longingly, belongs, like when you train a dog and you have to take certain measures at the same time to affirm your authority....

...which I further implied, after I'd left the party, satisfied with the outcome of it - as soon as I got the opportunity, when my sub girl's time ran out and she fled after a memorable tease, a wet-bare-bottom spanking, like Cinderella before midnight, with my collar on her neck. I then seduced a petite Asian sexy tomboy. Her firm perky nipples popped under my fingers and she admitted that she'd love to be played with more, and she, then, named things she'd love to do to me....

....as the night was still young, my territorial behaviour had me pee on my impatient object, and I finally got to use my strap-on! I will describe the ending to you later, as I just heard knocking: Cinderella is here......



 

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