My name is Celia, but most who know me call me Miss C or Mistress C. I own a bar, but it is not just any bar, and I am not just any bar owner. A lot of the patrons of my bar don't know me, or my name; to them, I am just a stranger that occasionally sits alone at a small table in a dark corner of the bar. The bar is, in part, a Leather Bar and caters to the culture around that. Many people have dark desires or secret sexual fantasies they generally don't share with family or friends for fear of the disapproval that would come with that knowledge. But they will sometimes reveal this information to more kink-friendly strangers. Part of what I do is to help make these fantasies come true.
When I grant these fantasies, sometimes people know about them in advance and sometimes they don’t; sometimes it is the element of surprise that adds to the fantasy. However, if they are surprised with their secret wish, I make sure they either figure it out or tell them before the fantasy gets too far or too intense. It never gets to the point of actual sexual acts until they know and have a chance to back out if they want. I have found that most will let the fantasy fully play out, but everyone is given a safe word so they can stop the fantasy at any time.
An interesting feature of the bar, and one that often drew quite a crowd was the videos that showed on a big screen TV. They were quite different than what a sports bar showed, though we did advertise it as alternative sports. But even some of the porn that ran was special, as tonight's ‘victim' would soon find out.
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Twins Tif and Joan had come in a short time ago. They had been here before. Tiffany's ex-boyfriend had come in about a half hour earlier than the girls, and based on past experience, I would take bets he and Tif would leave together at some point soon. Seems they had never really gotten over each other, and they still hooked up on occasion. Joanie usually hung out for a bit after they left, and if she didn't make any connections, she would leave after a while. She usually flirted with guys most of the time, but I had a feeling the right girl with the right line, could float her boat, as they say. That premise would be tested tonight.
I had heard of a fantasy Joan had from her sister Tiffany. I had discussed it in detail with her, including if she thought Joan should be told in advance or be surprised. She said it would be best as a surprise and that it was something they had talked about a number of times. I explained my policy about the subjects being informed before things went too far. She said her sister would love the surprise aspect. She even said they had discussed it when they had seen one of the videos that had been made in the dungeon and how she had expressed how much she would love to have that happen to her.
It looked like tonight was the time for that fantasy to come to life. I watched as Joan nursed a drink and flirted with a few other customers. I gave the bartender a slight nod and she got the attention of five people sitting at a table together, then nodded in Joan's direction. One of the girls got up and walked over to Joan, sitting down in the empty stool next to her. Joan watched as the girl sat down next to her and smiled. Suzy had dark brown hair with small tight curls and skin a darker color that revealed a mixed heritage. She had met Suzy before and they had chatted on several occasions.
"Hey Joan, how's it going?"
"Oh hi, Suzy. I didn't see you here. Can I buy you a drink?"
"Thanks, but I'm still working on this one. I haven't seen you around in a while. What's been occupying all your time?"
"Work, been a bitch of a week! And it's been like that for the last month."
I watch as Joan turned her chair to face Suzy and then see Suzy go to work as Joan raised her glass and says something to Suzy.
"Here's to a couple of days off… finally!"
"I know something that will make you feel all better…"
"Oh? Dare I ask what that might be?"
I see Suzy lean in closer to Joan.
"Did you know I live upstairs?"
"No shit? Upstairs from here?"
"Yep… just a short trip up a flight of stairs. And up that flight of stairs is a king-sized round bed."
"No way… a round bed? I have never seen one of those!"
"It's a lot of fun."
"I bet the guys love it."
"There have been a few in there, but more women than men. Do you like women Joan?"
"I think you have misread me, Suzy. I am not a lesbian. A couple games of Truth or Dare is about as close as I have come. Sorry, but I am straight."
"Ever think about a woman kissing you hard on your lips?"
I see Suzy gently brush her fingers across Joan's lips.
"No. Well not really."
"Ever taste a woman's tongue as it swirls against yours?"
"No, never."
"Have you ever felt the soft skin of a woman as she nuzzled into your neck?"
"No."
"Smooth skin without the stubble of some guys beard?"
"No. But I like men."
"So do I. But ever have a woman undo your blouse and tease your nipple with her tongue?"
I watch as Suzy runs her finger up and down Joan's chest.
"Nooooo."
"And a woman is sooo much better. She knows exactly what you are feeling; knows just where to touch and can read the subtle reactions like few man can. Tell me you have never thought about a woman sucking your tit deep into her mouth. Her soft lips surrounding your areola as you inhale the scent of her perfume."
"Well, not really."
"Never thought of how it would feel to squeeze and massage another woman's tit until droplets of her milk appeared on the tip of her nipple, and how they would taste as you lapped them up with the tip of your tongue?"
"Uhmmm, no."
"Girl, you don't know what you have been missing! Change of subject… ever had a Buttershot?"
"No, what's that?"
I see Suzy signal the bartender who puts a shot glass down in front of each girl and fill the glasses with a dark amber liquid.
"It's pure Ambrosia."
"Well, ok… but just one. I have to drive and I've already had a couple of drinks."
"Don't worry about that... there is always uber."
I watch as they clink glasses and gulp down the shots. Even from across the room I could see that whatever Suzy was saying to Joan was having an effect. I could see her chest heaving and see her leaning in closer to Suzy. I knew that about now, Suzy's voice was getting softer so that Joan had to move in closer to hear her. It wouldn't be long now before Joan's dark fantasy would begin, though she wouldn't know it was just a fantasy.
The bartender looked my way, then at the table where Suzy had been sitting and gave them a slight nod. They got up and walked over to a doorway that the bartender buzzed open. They went down the staircase to get things ready.
"So are you really gonna tell me that you've never given a second thought to what another woman might taste like? What it would feel like as your fingers moved her hood aside and your tongue teased her clit out of its hiding place? Never wondered how it felt to slowly push a finger or two into a warm, wet, soft cunt and feel the walls grip those fingers?"
"N… no."
Suzy's hand would be rubbing Joan's thigh by now, getting close enough to feel the heat between her legs that had surely begun to build.
"I would love to have you in my bed, pulling down your panties with my teeth, watching your eyes as you felt a woman's touch for the first time. I have an amazing feeldoe that I would love to fuck you with. First in your pussy, then take your ass and make it mine. You'd like that too, wouldn't you?
"Uhm… I don't know. I'm not gay."
Suzy's hand would be slipping up under Joan's skirt by now; her fingertips scratching softly against her panties. If I was any judge of character, those panties would be getting wet and Joan's legs would be unconsciously parting open just a bit wider. I saw Suzy lean in and kiss Joan's neck and whisper in her ear.
"Making out with another girl doesn't mean you are gay you know."
"It doesn't?"
"Not at all. And besides, if you have never even kissed a woman, how do you know you don't or won't like it?"
"Well… uhm."
Suzy's fingertip was slowly circling Joan's nipple through her blouse.
"Seems to me that even if you don't think you like women, parts of your body sure are reacting like you do."
Suzy leaned in again and kissed her neck. Joan tilted her head to the side and Suzy kissed her again, then moved to her cheek and finally to her mouth, placing her hand on Joan's cheek and turning her head. At first, Joan did nothing, then started kissing her back. Suzy bit at Joan's lower lip and gave it a tug before pushing her tongue into Joan's mouth. The bartender placed another glass filled with the same amber liquid in front of each girl. Suzy could feel Joan's heart beating faster, and her breathing increase; she could already smell the scent of Joan's sex. and picture the growing wet spot on Joan's panties. She smiled when she thought of that spot growing, but not out of pleasure. Finally, Suzy picked up her glass, threw her head back and swallowed the liquor. Joan did the same. Bingo!
"Are you ready to go upstairs yet?"
"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a look at that round bed…"
I watch as Suzy takes Joan's arm and leads her to the door; watch as Joan wobbles just a bit, and leans on Suzy.
