"The Dance" We now proceeded down the open long narrow corridor that lead to the back room. All along this corridor as with the other walls of the club, there were rings and chains to secure a slut. I noticed that there were two such sluts chained to the wall. They were being teased by other sluts as they passed by. I saw a double swinging door from which several sluts were entering and leaving. I figured out this was the ladies room. I then realized I had to pee badly. Like a fool I asked Crystal where's the men's room at which point she broke out in laughter and couldn't stop for several minutes. When Crystal finally gained control of herself, she asked, "Do you think the "Roissy Society" really cares to provide privacy for the sluts from the viewing of their pussies by men as they urinated?" I felt stupid. I didn't know if I like the idea of the sluts watching me relieve myself, but I was always curious about what goes on in the ladies room. I just walked through the swinging door like there was nothing different. This was room was different. This was no ordinary ladies room. There were no stalls. There was no toilets. There was a long narrow grating that ran half the length of the back wall with a douche behind it. There were sinks and there was a shower area, but there was no privacy. I watched as the sluts just squatted down, peed into the drain, douched themselves and leave. I moved to the grating. As I stood getting ready to relieve myself, a slut walked right next to me, lifted her little skirt, squatted down and let the little yellow stream flow, all the time looking up and smiling at me. She wasn't the least bit perturbed that she was peeing in public with a man standing next to her. In fact when she got up, she went right up to me and began to rub my ass and tried to pick me up. The "Roissy Society" never failed to surprise me. These women were sluts and loved every moment of it. They were totally free to let their sexual desires run rampart. I did my business into the drain and went to the sink area to met up with Crystal. Crystal was watching two sluts being prepared in the shower area. In a second, I was drawn into the scene before me. The shower area was an open large tiled alcove taking up half of this rectangular room. There were no shower heads. There were chains and hoses. The drain consisted of a narrow tiled trench with a strong steady stream of water running through it. In front of the tiled trench were a series of rotating iron tee bars about five inches off the floor with leg cuffs at each end of the horizontal to hold the spread legs of a slut. The verticle bar went into the tiled floor and prevented the slut from swinging. At the extreme left side of the shower area were two slut suspended a couple of inches over the tiled trench with her legs held open by the iron tee bar. The two were struggling in their suspension. The hoses were operated by the club's male staff or "Valets". I watched a slut approach the valet. She was asking for permission to shit. The valet frowned and pointed her to a vacant area over the tiled trench. However before proceeding to the tiled trench she stripped off her skimpy outfit and put it in a small bin. The slut then walked over to the trench, squatted down and allowed her feces drop into the tiled trench to be carried away by the strong stream of water. The slut stood up and waited for the valet. Crystal said she was about to be punished. I looked with astonishment at Crystal and asked why. Crystal explained that the sluts of the "Roissy Society" are given only one opportunity in the morning to rid themselves of all solid wastes. If a slut fails to defecate or requires to use the facilities to shit during the rest of the day or night she has broken the rules and must be punished. The punishment for this breach of the rules was usually several extended enemas to make sure that the slut won't have to go again for a while. In the case of failure to shit during the morning the slut is made to hold a quart of hot oil up her ass for several hours before be allowing to relieve herself. If the slut has failed to shit more then once during the week, a heavy duty anal evacuator suppository is added to the hot oil. Within minutes the slut is usually doubled over with cramps. Crystal said the "Roissy Society" controlled every aspect of a slut's existence. The "Roissy Society" took full control of a slut's body inside and out. I noticed as the valet approached this slut turned her back to him and put her legs into leg cuffs at each end of the spreader bar. The valet then locked the leg cuff shut and positioned the slut so that she was resting on her hands bent over the tiled trench. The valet then attached the gold bracelets on the slut's wrists to hooks in the tiles and locked her down. Bent over as the slut was now positioned over the tiled trench, her ass cheeks were pulled apart and her asshole clearly visible and available. I hadn't noticed these bracelets before, but there was one on each wrist and ankle of the slut. I looked at Crystal and sure enough she too was wearing these same four bracelets. I asked Crystal what the bracelets were for. Crystal explained, "Oh the slut bracelets, they were for the quick securing of a slut. There pretty aren't they". They were in fact very nicely engraved gold bracelets that could easily pass as jewelry. The "Roissy Society" penchant for understatement was again evident even in the means of securing their sluts. The valet left the slut secured over the trench and went to a cabinet on the side wall. In a minute or two he returned with a large brass syringe with a long black enema nozzle and a strange looking dildo. The dildo was black and long of medium thickness, but five inches from the rounded tip was a thick band running around the circumference of the dildo. The minute I saw the syringe I knew its contents. I watched as the valet position himself behind the slut and squirted a little of the hot oil onto her exposed asshole for lubrication. He then quickly inserted the enema nozzle up her ass and with one plunge squirted the entire contents of the syringe into the slut's rectum. The slut screamed and struggled in her bonds, but all she could do was shake her ass. The valet took the syringe out and immediately inserted the dildo through the slut's anus. He pushed the dildo until it was buried up to the thick band and with one great push the valet got the thick band past the slut's anal sphincter muscle. The slut let out a great roar as the thick band entered her ass. Crystal said the thick band gets lodged behind the slut's anal sphincter and cannot be expelled by the wearer. The only way to dislodge the dildo was to have someone physically pull it out. The valet then let down some chains from the ceiling and attached them the slut's wrist and released the lock on the wrist bands. In a second the chains were being raised back up causing the slut to stand erect and eventual be suspended several inches from the tile floor. The valet simply stepped on a button and rotated the slut around to face him. The slut was now struggling quite actively in her suspension and moaning quite loudly. I just watched in awe as the valet enforced the rules of the "Roissy Society". The valet now walked over to the two sluts at the extreme left side of the shower alcove. I now realized were they were also struggling in their bonds. He nonchalantly yanked the two black dildos that were sticking out their asses with a hand on each one and quickly stepped away. The sluts let out a monstrous yell as the dildos were pulled out of their asses. In a second they were both shitting their brains out. A deluge of hot oil and crap poured out of their bodies and splashed against the back wall and floor. The sluts seemed to go on for minutes expurging their insides. During this time the valet stepped back to the hose base and grabbed a hose. When the sluts were finally finished disgorging the contents of their intestines, the valet turned on the hose. The water coming out of the hose was strong and cold. The valet first used the water to wash the hot oil and crap from the back wall and tiled floor. It took a little while but he got all the mess to flow into the tiled trench and washed away. He then moved the lever to the right and the spreader bar started to rotate turning the sluts around ass out. When the valet was confronted with the shit covered ass cheeks of the two sluts, he used the hose to clean the crap off the slut's ass cheeks. The sluts were screaming and struggling are the strong cold water attacked their asses. When the sluts' asses appeared reasonable clean, the valet first closed the cold water and attached an enema nozzle with some kind of shut off valve at its base. I saw that besides the lever there were two valves, one marked red and one marked blue. Crystal said the red valve controlled the hot soapy water and blue valve controlled the high pressure cold water line. Crystal further explained that the hot soapy water was a separate line and was less pressured then the cold water, but the hot water at full volume could cause a lot of pain as it was pumped up your colon. The valet reset the lever to the middle position and turned on the red valve all the way. He then stepped up to the first slut and without ado rammed the enema nozzle up her ass. He then opened the valve at the nozzle base and let the hot soapy water invade the slut's rectum. The valet held the nozzle in as the slut screamed and struggled in her chains. He let the hot soapy water flow into the slut's intestines for a good three minutes. I thought I could see the slut's stomach being inflated before the valet closed the valve on the enema nozzle. The valet then stepped on the floor button just to the left of the spreader bar and the bar started to rotate to the left causing the slut to face forward again. I noticed the valet didn't pull the enema nozzle out until the slut's ass was almost completely facing the back wall. The valet yanked the enema nozzle out and quickly stepped back while the hot soapy water rushed out of the slut's ass. After the initial force of the hot soapy water coming from the slut's ass subsided to just a trinkle, the valet now approached the second slut and repeated the whole enema process on her. I watched as the valet repeated the enema procedure on both sluts one more time before he finally cleaned them off with the cold water and released them to get dressed again. By the look on their faces you could see two sorry sluts, but who wouldn't have to shit for a while. By this time, I was eager to get to the dance floor and Crystal was more then ready. As I looked back, I saw the valet was working on the third slut. The rules of the "Roissy Society" was to obeyed at all costs and anyone breaking the rules was punished quickly and fully. I would later see these same two sluts on the dance floor cavorting in absolute sexual abandonment. The "Roissy Society" gave the sluts at times complete sexual freedom, but for the rest of the time the "Roissy Society" demanded and got complete control over the slut's body inside and out. I was hot to get to the dance floor. I was hotter to get my dick into Crystal. As we walked down the corridor, I noticed a large barred door guarded by an amazon dressed in sinister black leather outfit. I inquired of Crystal what's behind that door. Crystal gave a shake and said, "You don't want to go down there, it's the dungeon". I could tell Crystal wanted nothing to do with that floor. I asked Crystal who was that fat ugly bitch by the door. Crystal with anger replied, "Those ugly dyke sadists are the guards. They love to rape and whip pretty sluts. You don't want to deal with those bitches". One look at the guard by the barred door and I got the same feeling as Crystal. Little did I knew that a little down the line these big ugly bitches would venting the venom on my body. I heard a commotion in the corridor near the entrance to the back room. I looked and saw two of these big ugly guards grab a slut. She screamed and struggled to get away, but they had by the hair and arms. One guard grabbed both arms of the slut while the other guard put a gag in the slut's mouth. The gag looked like a big black wooden pear attached to a long strip of leather. I saw the guard shove the pear into the slut's mouth and start to wrap the leather strap around the slut's head a couple of times. The end of the strap was made of vicro and was easily attached to the rest of the strap. The guard then secured the slut's arms with hand cuffs. Once the slut was secured, the guard holding the front of the slut put a short choke leash over her head and then a hood. The guard in back then with a narrow leather strap pulled the elbows of the slut together. I knew that had to hurt, but it certainly caused the slut's breasts to stick out. The front guard yanked on the choke leash and the slut was forced to follow her. I saw the back guard remove a nasty looking quirt from belt and start to whip the slut into following her partner. As these two guards approached, I could see a big smile oh their faces. The slut was still struggling in vain. The gag couldn't stop the wails of the slut from being heard as she was dragged through the barred door and down to the dungeon. Pamela was shaking with terror. I asked, "What did she do". Pamela nervously said, "There doesn't have to be a reason. Any slut can be punished at the whim and fancy of her Mistress or anyone her Mistress designatess." I was starting to see that it wasn't all fun in the paradise called the "Roissy Society". When we finally got to the entrance of the back room, I could see a huge dance floor with incredible lighting effects. This back room was very large. It could easily fit several hundred people with room to spare. It looked somewhat empty with only sixty to seventy people dancing. Whatever the dancer lacked in numbers, they certainly made up for in action. Every where couples were engaged in sexual abandon. The room was completely black at this time while huge strobe lights cast an eerie light on the dancers. All I could make out was the action taking place and it was incredible. Only the percussion section of the band was playing, a drum set and two bongo players, while the dancers on the floor used these whips to excite themselves. The dancers were getting off on whipping each other. It took a while but I recognized the song, it was "We Got The Beat" by the Go-Go's, a great song. I told Crystal the song and asked if she recognized the song. She looked at me funny like how should I know. I could see that rock and roll was not her strong suit. Watching the sixty to seventy people whipping each other in the strobe lights was the most erotic sight I had ever seen. I expected a very loose crowd. This crowd was beyond loose they were into total abandonment. They were out to stretch their sexual energy to the limit and beyond. I was starting to tap out the beat with hand on Crystal's ass as Crystal began rubbing her hands up and down my dick. Just then the guitars started up again with the melody. All of sudden the lights under the dance floor came alive and the stage bursted alive with light and action. I could now see the dancers clearly. The great majority of the couples were two sluts, but every so often I saw a slut and a valet. I even saw a couple of Mistresses rocking to the beat. I saw one Mistress rocking to the music as two sluts were servicing her from the front and back. When the lead singers joined the band all hell broke out I could see some sluts drop to the floor and go down on each other. In the middle of the dance floor I could see the biggest daisy chain I ever saw start to form. I think there were twenty or more sluts in a circle eating the pussy of the slut in front of her. Other sluts masturbated themselves with their fingers as they used the whip in their other hand to whip the daisy chainers into a greater frenzy if possible. All the valets by this time had their dicks implanted in a slut's cunt or ass. I noticed that a good number of slut's were wearing double dildos and banging their partners. I saw more then one slut being used front and back. The band was playing away and driving the dancers into greater excesses. One stage with the band were several couples fucking each other in front of everyone, for all to see and copy. Crystal was jumping to the music. I could see her tits pop out of the blouse with every bounce. I wanted to fuck Crystal real bad, but I decided that I wanted to do it during the next song. I watched this incredible orgy continue for another five minutes until the band finally played the last bar of the song. When the song ended my dick was standing straight out of my shorts. Crystal grabbed my dick and used her hold on my cock to drag me into the middle of the dance floor. I was ready to join the dancers. I had to admit that this crowd was an absolute delight. Gone was any pretension self-consciousness and pride. These people were into only one thing. They wanted to come and come and come again. This was their moment to let it all hang out and they were going to grab every single ounce of the sexual abandonment that the "Roissy Society" would let them have. In any moment they could be grabbed, chained and whipped at the whim and fancy of their Mistress, but right now they were free to take all the sexual gratification they could get and they weren't about to let these minutes pass without indulging to the max. I was falling deeper and deeper into the strange world of the "Roissy Society" and enjoying every scary second. With my luck just as we got to the middle of the dance floor, the song ended and the house lights came on. All around me were couples basking in the afterglow of their last orgasm. There was not a single person who had not engaged in some sort of sex act and they were just coming back to their senses. With the house lights on I could see the whole room. It was a giant square and as big as any grand ballroom in a classy hotel. The dance floor was made of some kind of plastic and had lights in every panel under it. What really startled me was the sight along the left wall. All along that wall was twenty to twenty-five naked sluts locked in place by the same type of set up as the shower alcove, their hands were held over their hands with chains descending from the ceiling, while their feet were locked into rotating leg spreaders. I asked Crystal who were those people and Crystal called them "Wall Flowers". She said they were chained their by their Mistresses for failing to sexually satisfy their Mistress sometime during the week. They are there to be whipped and fucked by dancers during the evening. I started to head off to the "Wall Flowers", when Crystal grabbed me by my underpants. Crystal angrily said, "I waited to long to get that gorgeous dick in my pussy to let you now go and play with the wall flowers. I promise we will play with the "Wall Flowers" in a little while, but this next song is strictly for you and me. I promise you won't regret it". At that moment, a slut with a whip in her hand came over and wanted to know if I wanted to dance with her. She was extremely fetching in her harem custom. I really liked how her pantaloons were not only transparent but had a wide open slit over her naked and shaved pussy. Crystal got ballistic. She grabbed the slut by her hair and pulled the whip out of the slut's hand. Crystal threatened to shove the whip handle up the slut's ass if she even looked again at me and gave the slut a push that sent flying to the floor. The slut got up quickly and without looking again in my direction fled in a different direction. Crystal was real proud of herself and beaming from ear to ear. Crystal was definitely surprised when I grabbed the whip and laid several good lashes on her body. But instead of being scared or in pain, Crystal was enjoying every moment. She wrapped her arms around me and assaulted my throat with her tongue. Crystal said that I needed to use the whip and beat her till my arm couldn't go any longer. She needed to feel me whip her especially on her tits and cunt. My cock like that idea. If this was a dream please let it go on for just one song more. I wanted Crystal at that moment more then any woman I ever wanted. I was about to get the best fuck of my life. I examined the whip. It had a long narrow stick for a handle and from it came twenty-five light nylon strips. It clearly lacked the strength and bite of the whip that was being used on Carolyn. Crystal saw me examine the whip and frown. Crystal called the whip a "Pussy Whip". She said it was perfect for the sluts to beat each other with all night long. You could whip your partner till your arm fell off and I all you could do to the partner's skin was turn it hot and red. The whip had no real bite at all on the ass and back, but was a great turn on. Crystal did point out that used strongly and accurately on the nipples and cunt lips the whip could cause a delightful heat and pain. Not a crippling pain like from a cat-o-nines tails, but lovely pain urging the slut on to greater pleasure. Crystal said that a male with a "Pussy Whip" could really get a good hot spot on a slut's cunt. I loved the idea. I had a whip that I could use as hard and as long as I wanted on the tits and cunt of Crystal and her only pain would be a desire to fuck. Crystal said I was going to enjoy lashing away in outrageous intensity without a single care that I could cause any real damage. It was the perfect whip for a novice and she was the perfect girl. Crystal again raped my mouth as she stroked my cock. It had melted down a little by now, but I was sure it would be rock hard again when the whip made contact with Crystal's sweet pussy. I was going to light a fire in Crystal's cunt and I knew exactly how I was going to put the fire out. I was for these next minutes embrace the "Roissy Society" fantasy like I was born with it. For this song I would a member of the "Roissy Society". To be continued The following effort is my second attempt at writing S/M. I [moderator: "preceding"] have for years read and enjoyed the writings of so many others, that I finally felt obligated to attempt my own excursion into authorship. I am of course capable of additional chapters if there is a response that indicates further efforts would be appreciated. If you like what you have read please be so kind as to let me know and will respond with additional chapters. I am of course always open to comments and suggestions. Lastly to those out there that took the effort to reply to my last story, I thank you. Please keep the comments coming in and I will keep writing new chapters.