Lindsey takes you somewhere very interesting.

You were happy to follow Lindsey wherever she wanted to take you.

Especially if it got you closer to your goal of fucking her.

That was, after all, the most important thing.

You wanted to do everything in your power to reach that goal.

Not that you really had final say as you knew that this was, ultimately, all up to her.

For now, you just had to worry on make the best impression you could, then the rest would be in her hands.

Hopefully other things would be in her hands as well.

At the moment, however, you're concern was elsewhere.

Namely that she had driven you to a club that you'd never been to before.

You'd never been there, but you'd heard of the club before.

Mainly you'd heard a rumor that it was actually a very exclusive sex club.

You were sure you'd never get into such a place, so you never tried.

"So, what is this place?" You asked her, hoping to get a clear answer.

Luckily for you, Lindsey was never one to beat around the bush and she quickly made it clear that this was, just as rumored, a sex club.

Given the way the people working there reacted when she strolled in, it was one that she was clearly a regular at.

"Another victim, Ms. Pelas?" The clerk asked with an amused tone in his voice.

"You know it, Dave." She said, right before she checked in.

You weren't sure you were surprised to find out that she was on a first name basis with the desk clerk and the security guards who let you pass with a surprising amount of ease.

Clearly if Lindsey trusted you, then they'd trust you as well!

You entered to find a small little club, with a dance floor, a bar, a few sofas and some tables that were clearly for dining.

You couldn't help but wonder who in their right mind would eat in such a club.

"So, how does this work?" You ask her.

"People usually hang out in the main area until they go to the back rooms with someone...or multiple someone's." She plainly stated, pointing at a set of doors that clearly led to the back rooms she mentioned.

"It's all dependent, really, on if someone is there alone or if they've got others with them, if they're single they tend to hang out here, waiting to find someone, if you're there with someone else, it might be a little dancing and maybe a little dinner, but it won't be too long before you go to the back." Lindsey explained.

"And what do they do back there?" You asked her.

"What do you think they do?" She asked, it was clear that she wasn't gonna let you act like you couldn't put 2 and 2 together.

"I think they fuck." You say, trying to catch her off guard.

"Smart boy." She condescendingly said.

Despite your little exchange, neither of you felt any malice behind it.

In fact, it just aroused both of you more, having fun with a little light verbal sparring certainly proved to her that you really were worthy.

She was clearly as taken with you as you were with her.

Lindsey wasn't some dumbass who got by on her tits, she was clearly smart and had an actual personality.

Still, having a spectacular pair of tits certainly made her life a lot easier.

"Ready to dance?" She asked you, not that she needed to, she had you wrapped around her finger.

She led you onto the dance floor and soon you were doing your best to keep up with her, although her gyrating body was very distracting and you found it hard to find your rhythm.

She was amused, but she, thankfully didn't seem to hold your lack of dancing skills against you.

In fact, she seemed to find that it was pretty endearing.

Still, you knew you could do better and so you tried to focus on keeping up with her.

Eventually, you got where you needed to be and she seemed to like that you were willing to put so much effort into impressing her.

So much so that she soon asked if you were ready to stop dancing.

You gave her a very quick "Yes", which got a laugh from her.

She led you off the dance floor.

As she did, she asked if you were ready for what she had planned next.

Something about the way she said that made you realize that you probably had to think about this one...but the last thing you wanted to do was make her wait.

Either way, you were in a very interesting position.