Dark Candy

The music was soft, something I always liked about Dark Candy, my favourite club. It was actually possible to talk to eachother, quite the necessity for a fetish club. The chairs and couches in the alcoves were done in red velvet, and the walls dark, almost black beams running over them. The whole place was stylish, exclusive and most of all, stagnant.

Being as exclusive as Dark Candy was, everyone knew everyone, which really took the tension out of the scene. However, I kept coming back every weekend, and sometimes during the weekdays as well, as was now the case.

A dreary, frustrating thursday at work left me screaming mad. As allways, I decided to battle my frustrations by putting on the most outrageous outfit I could find and go out. The other clubs downtown couldn't please me, however, so I ended up here again.

With a small sigh I looked at myself in the mirror. I was leaning against the bar, wearing leather pants tied at the side, enveloping my ass and thighs snugly. My short top only reached down to three-quarters of my breasts, leaving the 34C bottom peeking out beneath the black silky fabric of the top. My black hair was combed back in a low tail, and my dark brown eyes gazed back at as I looked at my face in the mirror. I looked around, eyes scanning the room for someone interesting.

It was then that I noticed something strange. There were many faces I did not recognize. Even more unique was that they were all girls and women. I blinked and looked at the little groups standing around, chattering nervously and holding glasses of wine and fruity mixes. Quickly I turned to Tanya, the Lady of the Dark Candy. Before I opened my mouth she shoved a Martini towards me, having pre-empted my question. She did that often, much to my chagrin.

"Ladies night on thursday night. I thought I'd give it a go. Free drinks for ladies, and look at all the new girls! If even half of them decide to come back next week...." With a grin the corsetted and knee-high booted Lady turned towards a new customer, a young slip of a girl in a gorgeous white top that tightly held a pair of small, perky breasts and white skirt that matched her top. I stared at her for a while until I caught myself and quickly looked at the rest of the room, feeling myself get excited. So many new girls, there had to be one that I could make mine, it had been so long...

As I looked around I noticed a girl wearing a corset and a long, flowing black dress sit by herself. As she crossed her legs I noticed that the dress was slit in the front, showing everyone her dark low-cut panties and spiderweb stockings. I bit my lip as I took her all in, from her firm, large breasts that were enhanced by her corset to her short, brown hair matched by her brown eyes.