Adventures at The Flamingo Club by Willing Lee – Part 4
The serving wench.
Some weeks later, the Manager called me and said “We have a function on at the Club tonight, and we need someone to serve drinks at the tables. Do you fancy helping out?” It seemed a fairly innocuous request, and a little strange, but I agreed. “There’s just one thing – and this is an official Club request …” The pause was ominous, and I knew what he meant – I couldn’t refuse such a request. “… we want you dressed in stockings and suspenders, high heels , panties and a waitress apron. Is that Okay with you?” as if I had a choice! “Yes, that’s fine with me. I’ll be there at 9 p.m.”
I still had most of the clothes from my first experience of dressing up, so I could easily manage the rest. But why was I having to work dressed like this? My imagination got going and all sorts of scenarios fluttered across my mind.
I dressed in the required clothing, as instructed, and attended the Club. The doormen welcomed me inside, grinning appreciatively at my clothing when I took my coat off. I had bought a pair of black panties, see through from the back and I knew that my nicely rounded butt showed clearly through the thin gauze. One of them patted me lightly on the behind as I walked into the bar of the Club. The Manager stopped me and explained “We have six tables to be served, each with four guests at them. They are visitors and we have promised them whatever they desire, so be sure not to disappoint any of them!”. His words carried with them an inherent threat to behave myself, and I gulped down my nervousness and nodded my head obediently.
I looked across the room and saw the six tables arranged slightly apart but in the centre of the room. Four men sat at each table and were clearly waiting for drinks to be served. I walked down the steps to wolf whistles and hoots from the men, and approached the first table. A large man with big hands and powerful looking arms spoke and ordered the round of drinks. I fetched the drinks and delivered them to the table. As I was putting one of the pints of beer down, the big man pinched my backside hard, making me jump, and I spilled the drink over the table. “Careless bitch!” he shouted, and before I could apologise, he pulled me roughly over his lap and delivered twenty crisp hard smacks to my backside. I kicked my legs helplessly as he spanked me, and I could tell from the bulge in his lap that he was enjoying this as much as I was. Then he stood me up and told me to get another pint for his friend. When I returned with the fresh drink, he said “Right, before you move on, I want you to suck that man’s cock. It was his drink you wasted, so don’t waste any of his cock juice!”. I knelt before the grinning man, taking his erect cock out of his trousers and sliding it deliciously into my warm mouth. He groaned his delight as I started to bob my head up and down his length of meat, taking his knob deep into my throat. I licked and flicked his cock with my tongue, slithering my mouth down the length of it before nibbling his balls and returning to the serious work of sucking his cock. I could hear appreciative comments from his friends as I displayed my considerable cock sucking technique, and he eventually stiffened and shot his cum into my throat. As I suck and licked him dry, a second man pulled me over to him and inserted his cock into my moist mouth for the same treatment. I sucked this second cock as if my life depended on it. I squeezed his shaft with my lips and jaws, grating my teeth lightly over his member and his swollen cock head, quickly bring groans of pleasure from him. He shot his cum down my throat, taking both him and me a bit by surprise, but I quickly regained my focus, and drained him dry. The big man the told me to get up and serve the next table “I’ll see you myself later!” he said as I walked to table number two.
“A pint of beer, whisky and soda, rum and coke and a gin and tonic” said their spokesman, a heft man who looked even bigger than the man on the last table. He pointed to each man as he placed the order and I memorised the sequence. “And don’t mix them up or you will get worse than happened on the last table!” he threatened. As I walked away to the bar, I did not see two of the men change places at the table. When I returned I placed the drinks down in the order I had memorised, but of course, I got it wrong. The big man stared at me with an angry look in his eyes, then slowly rearranged the drinks into the right order. “Right!” he said, a little too loudly, and grabbed my wrist before wrenching me over his lap. He then spanked my backside with ten of the hardest hand smacks I can remember. I felt my buttocks jiggle and bounce under his tanning hand, and after ten, he pulled my panties down to my knees. He then delivered a further twenty hard and heavy smacks to the now glowing red area of my arse. I struggled against his strong grip and punishing blows, but to no avail. When he had finished, I felt his finger slide between my cheeks and rub some lubricant gel on my anal sphincter. Then he lifted me bodily off his lap and spun me round to face him. He then lifted me up and, opening my legs with his knee, lowered me onto his lap. He hooked my feet onto a cross bar on the chair so that my knees were lifted high and my butt cheeks spread automatically. He then took hold of his big cock from his trousers, and placed it against my anus. I felt the sharp pain of his initial entry into me, but this quickly dissipated as he bounced me up and down on his thick cock and I felt him plundering inside by bowels. He continued lifting and dropping me onto his cock with ease, and I placed my hands round his neck for support. My own legs took some of my weight and we humped and bounced like this, his cock plunging deep inside me with each downward motion of my ass, for about ten minutes. I could smell his beery breath, and his body odour as he rode me in this way. Other men in the group cheered and encouraged him to “split that ass wide, Frank” and “Fuck him good, Frankie boy!”. After five more minutes, I felt his pull my body tight to him as he started to climax. I felt the hot sperm splash against the tender walls of my rectum and after a minute or so he relaxed and his cock slithered out harmlessly. He then lifted me off his lap and said “Now suck that man there…” pointing to his friend next to him. I got on my knees and started to suck the man’s cock, which was already hard from watching me being fucked by his mate. I was leaning forward, sucking the cock when I felt another man kneel between my open calves. He slid his cock inside me easily and started to fuck me doggy style while I continued sucking his friend. The two of them worked well together, and whenever I moved to suck the mans balls, or just adjust my weight on my knees, they responded with extra thrusts and movements that added to their, and my, enjoyment. After some minutes I felt the man in my anus shoot his load of cum into my bowels and tasted the salty warm stream of cream on my tongue as the other man came in my mouth. I stood up unsteadily and glanced at the fourth man, but he shook his head and mouthed “Later”. I staggered to the third table.
At this table were four young men, so similar that they could have been brothers. I brought their drinks but they placed them on an adjoining table. Then one of them said “Okay, bitch, on your stomach over the table!” I placed myself over the table so that my pelvis was on the edge and my legs hung loosely over the edge. The table was big enough so that my head was freely hanging over the other side. With no panties on, I was immediately vulnerable to their attentions, and they wasted no time in getting down to it. One of them glided his heavy cock straight into my anus, meeting little resistance, and pushed himself deep into my intestines. At the same time, an erect cock was pressed against my lips and into my mouth. While I could feel the cock pounding my ass, I sucked happily on the cock in my mouth.
The table was rocking in time
with his thrusts, only to be held in place by the other two watchers. They double fucked me in this way for a good ten minutes, varying their lunges in and out of me to maintain their erections as long as possible, but eventually they both had to submit to their inevitable orgasms. Both of them emptied themselves inside me, mouth and arse, until they were spent. Then I felt the world reel as the table top was spun, like a roulette wheel, through 360 degrees, and then another 90 degrees. I was now facing the cock of one of the former watchers, and the fourth one put his cock into my anus. So again I sucked, and was fucked in this position by two fresh men. They were as good, if not better than the previous two, fucking my arse and mouth with equal vigour and penetrating pulses. The taste and feel of these two cocks inside me was exhilarating, and I wrapped my legs round the man fucking my arse to keep him as deep inside me as I could. His hands kneaded my buttocks roughly while he fucked me, and the man n my mouth held my head as he pushed hard with his hips. Eventually they both came, although not together, and I was finished on their table. They lifted me off and sent me to the next table.
Here all the men had removed all their clothing, and I could see they were ready for some serious action. Four large and steel hard cocks stood to attention, growing from dark bushy hair and swollen balls full of latent cum juice. Without ordering any drinks, they told me to get on my knees and start sucking cocks. I took one inside my mouth, and suddenly a second cock was pushed in alongside it, so that I had two cocks in my mouth. I sucked them both, licking and lapping them, and using my hands to keep them in place and erect. My hand moving up and down their shafts did the trick. While I concentrated on these two cocks, I felt a third man entering me from behind. He fucked me hard and fast, wasting no time in trying to bring himself to climax. However, after five minutes of his agile banging at my ass, and the strenuous sucking on the two cocks in my mouth, all four of us were panting and gasping for breath. He seemed to be able to keep up this pace – bang! bang! bang! – without tiring, and the sound of his belly slapping against my buttocks was filling the room like applause! The two men I was sucking came together, filling my mouth to overflowing with their sperm, and I had to swallow hard to avoid losing any. The man pounding my ass finally shot his load inside me and then withdrew his shrinking cock to make way for the fourth man. He pulled me off the floor and, sitting on a chair, pulled me back onto his waiting cock so that I was facing away from him and towards the crowd that had gathered. He lifted my legs in the air, and wide apart, so that my cock and balls were exposed, as well as my well fucked arse into which his cock was now disappearing right up to his balls. He then bounced me up and down on his cock, displaying his prowess to the rest of the room. His cock slid out until his knob was resting against my puckered anus and then he pushed it back in again, easily and deeply. He carried this display on for five minutes or more before he stood up, letting my legs go and forcing my head forward so that I was standing but bent over, with him deep inside my arse. He fucking me in the standing position, holding me down so that I couldn’t stand up, for a further five minutes before he finally let his cum go and it splattered the inside of my rectum, burning the soft skin as he finished off.
At the fifth table, I fetched drinks and was then addressed by a man of about thirty, with a muscular chest, hairy arms and a big erection sticking up from his naked groin. He said “My friend here has a problem. He can’t get it up…” and I looked at a younger man who indeed had a very limp penis. “…you need to suck him to get him hard, and while you do that you can sit on my cock while I fuck you. If you can’t get him hard before I fill your ass with cum juice, then he gets to beat your backside until he does get a hard on.” With that, he guided me backwards onto his cock and I felt it press against my anal opening before bursting inside me. He then started to fuck me like this. I leaned forward and took the flaccid member in my mouth, confident that I could get him hard soon. I sucked, I tickled, I licked, I nibbled, but nothing seemed to work. I played with him using my hands and fingers – nothing. Meanwhile, the guy up my arse was pumping away merrily, lifting my ass high with his thrusts. I sucked harder, softer, kissing the pee hole, licking his balls and making silly mewling noises – still nothing. I could feel the guy fucking me getting close to his orgasm, and I knew that unless I achieved something fast, this useless prick in front of me would be whipping my ass. I could sense that that was what he really wanted. Eventually, the man fucking me came, and released his sperm inside me, but the limp dick stayed stubbornly limp. I swallowed hard when I was lifted off the man’s lap and draped across the table. Two others held my wrists while the man who had just fucked me said “Okay, bitch. Looks like he gets to beat your sorry ass!” Then ‘limp dick’ took off his belt, and wrapped it once round his fist, leaving about 15 inches of leather hanging loose, As the others held me to the table, he let loose with a vicious lash across both buttocks. I screamed at the sudden pain, and felt the searing line of pain burning into my flesh. Another and another lash cut into my meaty globes of flesh, creating fresh stripes of pain in my buttocks. I struggled pointlessly against the strong arms holding me against the table, and received another three lashes for my trouble. I stopped struggling, and felt the warmth penetrate my body as the stinging pain was replaced by an acceptance and enjoyment of the lusty ache of a sound spanking. The next lashes merged into one continuous barrage of pain and ecstasy, and after about thirty such stripes across one buttock, then the next, he finally stopped and pushed his now erect penis straight into my waiting and unprotected rectum. He started to fuck me vigorously, holding my hips tight in his hands while the others relaxed their grip on me. He fucked me good and hard, plunging in then pulling right out, waiting a second and then diving straight back in. My arse hols was being attacked time and again by his meaty cock, now fully rampant and hardened, and he pushed himself deep into my bowels, grunting his pleasure filled lust through gritted teeth. He fucked me for five minutes before I felt him strain and squeeze my hips, and then release his steams of hot cum inside me. When he finished, he backed away, and then finished with a final slap of his hand across my butt. I fell off the table, gasping for air, and was helped to my feet to go and serve the last table.
These four guys were licking their lips with hopeful anticipation. No drinks, just “Lie on your back, on the table!”. I did this, with my head hanging over the end. My ankles were grabbed and lifted up so that my arse was open to access. The first one inserted his cock into my waiting hole, and started to fuck me while a man standing opposite him, by my head, stuck his cock into my mouth. I hadn’t sucked a cock ‘upside down’ as it were, and the adjustment took a couple of seconds. As I started to work on this cock, and felt the other cock digging into my rectum, the action suddenly stopped and the table was spun through ninety degrees. A second man started to fuck me while I was made to suck on a new cock. After a short time of fucking and sucking they stopped and the table was spun again. The same procedure again with me sucking and being fucked on opposite sides of the table for a minute or so and then ‘spin’ two new cocks attack me! This went on, with repeated penetration to arse and mouth for about a dozen or so times. Then they started to fuck me for real. One held me for fucking while I sucked the opposite cock. They climaxed together, then the next two did the same to me until they also came inside me. After about half and
hour of this
I was dizzy from the spinning table, the repeated penetration and the sheer pleasure of the treatment I had endured. I figured that this meant the end of my duties as a waitress, but I was mistaken.
As I got off the table, the big man from table one said “You haven’t forgotten me, have you?” I shook my head and he said “Well, for those of us who didn’t get to come with you, I have decided that all of us will get to spank your ass six times, and those waiting to shoot their load will have a chance, with your help!” With that, I was again bundled over the table, face down, with one man holding each leg in place, and one holding each arm. I saw all of the men holding their belts in their hands, and I knew I was in for a real thrashing!
The men holding me down meant business. No amount of fighting from me would budge them an inch. I tried to relax, to take my punishment and get it over with. Mentally I worked out that 144 lashes with a belt is less that the 175 I received when I applied for membership, so I should survive. But these men looked mean! They started lashing and whipping my butt, six hard strokes cutting into my flesh and sending screaming agonies through my loins, followed by another six equally hard and severe. I lost count after thirty, and just felt pain after increasing agony blistering and burning my buttocks. After a while the beating stopped, and I thought it was over. However, the big man just said “Take a rest, lads, I want to fuck this asshole!” and he immediately plunged his fat and throbbing cock between my cheeks, forging his entry into my aching anus. His belly slapped against my buttocks as his cock plunged in and out, stirring the cum already filling my well fuck hole. He plunged deep and hard, smacking my buttocks hard each time he pulled back and the lurching back in up to his balls. His fucking went on for several minutes, banging and grinding my anus with his cock, finally releasing his streams of cum juice inside me with a whoop of joy. When he pulled out the beating began again, and the renewed pain scorched my aching buttocks, searing deep into my backside. When they had all delivered their six strokes with their belts, the final two men who had not come took it in turns to fuck me, each one holding back at the moment of coming to swap with the other. They penetrated me five times each, taking a few minutes to fuck me before changing places. When they finally did come inside me, it was a welcome relief. I felt sure that my anal muscles must have been severely bruised by this constant ramrod ding by so many hard and swollen cocks. After they had finished, they all wandered off, leaving me lying over the table, panting for breath, the cool air wafting over my burning buttocks, cum juice running down my legs as it dribbled out of my arse.
After a few minutes to get my breath, I staggered up to the office, which was empty. I stood by the Manager’s desk and rested my hands on it, my head hanging down in pure exhaustion. My legs were apart, and I lowered myself onto my elbows, closing my eyes in relief. I did not hear the Manager enter the room, but when he squirted cold cream onto my burning buttocks, and gently massaged it into my flesh, the shock and feeling was superb. He gently kneaded my flaming buttocks, stroking and smoothing the skin with the cream and his own tender touch. I could feel the bruising and burning fall away as he expertly pampered my aching backside. He made my aches and pains dissolve with his expert touch, and I soon forgot how sore I really was. As he worked, I stood there with my legs apart, enjoying his attentions. Then I felt his thick hard cock head pushing ever so gently between my spread arse cheeks. It touched lightly against the plundered entrance to my anus and I caught my breath. Then it pushed gently in, stopping once inside to allow my muscles to relax and welcome an old friend back home. He penetrated deeper with gentle but intense pressure until he was totally inside my rectum. His actions by now were becoming familiar, and his fucking started in earnest. God! Could this man fuck! He knew exactly how to please me, driving himself deep into me while lifting my erotic feelings with each lunge. He fucked me long and slow, squeezing and stroking my arse, raising my feelings to the limit. His cock was a perfect fit, each ridge and knobble of his shaft familiar to me and I thrilled at the feel of his steady fucking. Ten minutes later, I felt my orgasm like a steam train coming. I rested my body on the desk and lifted my legs off the floor, wrapping my legs around his body as he humped and bucked into me. I felt my cum shoot over the floor and he kept pumping me, harder and harder until he also shot his streams of hot juice inside me, holding me tight to him until he had finished.
My legs dropped to the floor as he drew out of me, I gasped for air and lay there for a while letting my heightened sexual lust abate. When I regained my composure, I stood up and he was gone. I was alone, except for the little camera that was ever present throughout the Club, watching and recording everything that went on. I was sure that my service in the bar, and his servicing of me in the office, would be watched by many members for months to come.