some stubborn ugly man. His penis with the frequency of a jackhammer with a smacking sound is driven into her smooth married vagina. Some dressed people with faceless faces are sitting in chairs and on the couch, under the rule of her mysterious lover Nicholas, drinking wine from glasses, occasionally exchanging smiles and greasy comments:

- I think she likes men of another type. In the end, be sure to remove the bandage. This will be another surprise of ours!

- Love is blind.

- Well, she couldn’t refuse him anyway, it would be inhospitable! Even more so a naked hostess, kneeling in the hallway of his apartment will lead anyone!

- Just think about how good we are today - we not only gave the poor guy a free ride, but also allowed him to fuck our slut!

At this moment, in the eyes of greedy spectators, Tanya groans, wriggles and frantically screams in her own voice:

- Yes Yes Yes! More, stronger, deeper! Tear me apart

Sergey flinched and dismissed an incredible vision. He looked around, confused. It seems that none of those present at the club was particularly interested in him. Everyone went about their business. Nobody paid attention to the lonely column sipping a cocktail in the corner. Sergey abruptly drank his glass in one gulp, cheered up a bit and felt more cheerful.

2.

Around twelve o'clock a stinging brunette in a black leather skirt, a corset and high leather boots came out, glancing over a group of people, smiled seductively. The woman seemed familiar to Sergei. Slim figure, tanned skin, long dark hair, sharp facial features. No, he could not remember. She signaled a guest to go after her.

The group slowly and steadily moved forward, following it, Sergei kept in the back rows of the procession. People left the hall and walked along a narrow corridor until they reached the main hall, which was a small improvised theater. In the most part twilight reigned, only a curtained scene, was torn out of the darkness by the lamps directed at it. There were thirty or forty chairs, and the guests began to sit down. All places were almost filled. Sergei sat in the last fourth row, on the edge and began to wait for what will happen next. At the same time continuing to wonder where he could see a brunette who was nowhere to be seen. And this golden bracelet on her wrist ...

After everyone sat down and there was a relative lull in the hall, the dilapidated red curtains of the scene began to disperse and Sergei held his breath awaiting the development of events. A squat, stocky brunette, about 45 years old, walked in front of all those gathered, who was easily followed by a thick one, with a narrow neat black mustache and a beard arrow, with slicked hair tied with a bun on the back of his head. He was dressed in leather outfit, like his "colleagues".

When the thunder of applause subsided, the man gazed at the hall with his deep-set eyes, greeted the audience with a slight bow and began to speak:

- Welcome friends! Thank you all for coming here! - he said solemnly, - I am moved. In this very place in the nineties, we with a group of like-minded people organized different art-house performances, performances, expositions. It was a club of inspiration, experiment, and mystery. And I was the creator, director, director, actor, and even though it was already a long time ago - these glorious days still stand before my eyes. Incredibly, it seems to me that it was only yesterday! And now I revived this place, with a new program! And I have something for you all!

I hope you enjoy my presentation, and you will find many interesting things after it. After all, I suppose everyone wants to hang out?

A friendly "yes" from the audience was the answer. The presenter gave the audience a wide smile and continued:

- Well! Sometimes people ask me how I find myself reliable and ready-made bitches who fulfill any whims of their master? Surely there are some tricks? They are not.I am not a sex giant, not a hypnotist, I do not lure money, do not provide financial protection. I do not force anything, I do not blackmail anyone. But I give them something. Allowing to be with me voluntarily and with pleasure. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) And I think this is something - an opportunity to serve and fully surrender. This is the kind of drug that my girls are so eager for and get, and most importantly, the result is completely satisfied with them. Wait and see for yourself.

The man stopped for a while, and Sergei thought that the man had a peculiar, highly instructive manner of speaking. He was very confident, he felt a great experience of public speaking in the background.

“Now pick up your ears - newcomers,” Nikolai continued, and his expression became harsher than before. “We have strict rules here.”

And it seemed to Sergei that Nikolai looked straight at him with his non-flashing beady eyes and that their eyes met.

- We are forbidden to get the phone or camera, this is a precautionary measure in order to prevent the appearance of any pictures, video! I want to remind you that many of you, including my slaves, live in two dimensions at the same time, and we all have every time, really captures the spirit of their wonderful transformation, but, nevertheless, there is no need to dedicate unknowing husbands And wives in our with you small pranks. Well, it seems everyone is ready?

- Ready! - the hall responded.

- Then, I announce the beginning of the first game for today, we begin!

The man turned and walked backstage, where some sort of utility room was guessed. Sergei felt revival all around and realized that he was feeling uneasy. Events began to unfold. Just a couple of moments - and he must know everything. He was so eager to penetrate this mystery, and now he came close to solving the problem. He began to fidget in his place.

- Sorry, you do not know who is this man? - turning his head, Sergey turned to his neighbor on the right.

- This is the main one. He plays the first violin here, - the neighbor answered him. - See, are you here for the first time?

Sergey smiled amiably, but the smile came out unconvincing and pale.

- Yeah. Do not you know how the main name in life? It was just that someone Nikolai invited me here, but I never saw him.

- Well, yes, he is Nikolai.

Sergey nodded curtly and turned away. Lips themselves twisted in a painful distorted grimace, giving off anger. But suddenly he remembered the inconsistency with the words of Tanya's sister, Inna, with what he saw - this guy, judging by his appearance, clearly exceeded forty, and of course he could not be of the same age as Tanya, 28.

Nikolai returned, and Sergei gasped ...