Chinatown

We took John’s truck an arrived at the Magnolia, in the heart of the old and run down Chinatown section. I had only heard about the Magnolia before, I heard it was frequented by Alpha black men looking for a good time. I had never been before, I was always too afraid but I felt safe with John leading me. As I exited the truck I could see the skyscrapers of downtown a few blocks away, a few of the lights still on, I wondered briefly about the cleaning crews working. “Come on.” John said as he pulled my collar closer and latched on the leash. The street was dark and quiet, old warehouses mingled with storefronts and a few old Chinese restaurants that advertised their lunch specials.

My heels clicked along the pavement as John lead my by the leash to the front door and two muscular, bald black men wearing all black. As we stepped up I could hear the music from inside thumping against the door. “ID” one of the men spoke. John opened his wallet and gave him the card while the other waved a metal detector wand over his body. “She’s with me” John told the men as they looked at me. “Ok, have a good time.” one of the men said as he pushed open the door for us. I couldn’t resist, I had to get closer to him as I walked by, I could feel his power in the air. It was heaven.

As we walked in the Magnolia was alive, a hub of activity, swirling lights and Techno House music. All along the front were tables and a few in the back of the large room. In the middle was a decent size dance floor and a DJ booth over to the right. John was leading me to the left side of the room where the bar was. We made our way past the small groups of people trying to converse amidst the loud music. I saw Alpha black men with their white sissy boy fuck toys and some with latino or Asian sissy boys. We were all black owned and loving it. The thought of these men fucking their asses turned me on.

John found and empty bar stool near the middle of the bar and he sat down, his hand still firmly grasping the leash attached to my collar. He ordered a bottle of beer for himself and a Lemon Martini for me. His back to me I found myself looking around the room, the lights made the people on the floor seem to stop in motion. A tall and handsome man approached John and put his hand on his shoulder and they began to speak. John obviously knew him from the smile and general attitude as they huddled close and spoke. John then handed him my leash and he led me to the dance floor.