Sarah arrives at the club

After parking her car in a nearby underground parking garage, Sarah used her phone's map to guide her to the club's entrance. The Lock and Key chastity club was located on the fringes of the city's most popular bar and club area. There was no neon-sign above the door, no advertisements or loud music to announce its presence, since regular guests would not be allowed entry into the club anyways, owing to the chastity rules. The right kind of person would find the club, and others like it, without needing to randomly stumble upon it, that was the rationale. Upon arriving at the spot where her phone identified the club's entrance, Sarah shut it off and buried the device deep inside her purse. It's red tone was distinctly darker than her latex outfit, but she thought the two matched well regardless. Sarah took a deep breath and grabbed the handle of a large wooden door, which marked the front of a small windowless building, sandwiched between a closed sushi shop and a sporting goods store, the latter of which seemed a little out of place for this part of the city. But that was irrelevant now, as the door slowly closed behind Sarah's back.

Inside she was greeted by dim purple lights and the quiet pumping of a probably very loud base, leaking upwards through the doors ahead of her. The little entrance room was barren except for the large set of doors from which the music originated, and a small ticket booth right next to them. Inside the booth stood a young woman. Sarah estimated her to be in her late twenties. She was a little bit taller than Sarah, had long blonde hair just like her, and showed off her decidedly small but firm breasts in a tiny black crop top. The center of the top proudly displayed the name of the club. The ticket booth lady also wore shiny latex pants, though hers came in black instead of Sarah's red. And just like Sarah, she had opened a long zipper that revealed her pussy completely. Sarah couldn't help herself and admired the elaborate chastity contraption that kept the woman's fuckhole shut. A series of metal piercings held the labia together tightly, presumably denying any entrance into the vagina or stimulation to the clitoris. Using the bathroom shouldn't be an issue though, since fluids could still escape the metal prison. Sarah saw that the girl was clearly aroused, with one particularly thick string of fluid running down one of her legs. A small wave of arousal washed over Sarah's brain.

"Welcome to the Lock and Key Chastity Club! I take it you're new here?" exclaimed the young woman with a smile on her face. "H-how did you know?" asked Sarah, taken aback slightly. The woman winked at her. "Newcomers always stare, but don't feel bad about it, it's normal! You're probably looking to get a regular ticket for the night, right? Come to the booth please." Sarah took a few steps, until she stood face to face with the energetic staff member. She could see a small laptop in one of the booths corners now, which currently played a muted porn music video. That might be the reason for the woman's obvious wetness. "Alright, you can pay with your card if you prefer, just stick it into the slot there". Sarah obliged and pocketed the ticket that the girl handed her. Zipping her purse shut, Sarah turned to face the big doors and mentally prepared herself for what awaited her downstairs. "Not so fast please!" She turned back towards the friendly voice. "I still need your keys and you can leave that big coat with me too." Of course, the staff member had to check if she wore an appropriate chastity device. A hint of red crept into Sarahs face, as she slowly took off her massive fur coat and revealed her wonderfully slutty club outfit. The embarrassment also sent some blood into her groin, causing her to cock to strain against its black plastic prison. The staff member looked satisfied and took Sarahs coat off her hands. "Impressive size, if I may say that." whispered the woman and proceeded to also take Sarahs keys, stashing it in one of several numbered drawers behind herself. The drawers were protected by a steel plate, which could slide down and be locked in place itself, though Sarah had read that nobody, club-goer or otherwise, had ever stolen a key before. There wasn't much of a point to it after all. "Enjoy your evening!"