Us guys had our first fun of the night and all ended up back at the same bar in the main room at varying times. When it was again all four of us, we talked amongst ourselves for only a short time since there were so many visual distractions around us. Couples feeling one another, kissing and heavy petting, jerking off, grinding, writhing, naked women, naked men, groaning, crying out moans, clapping, slapping.
A woman with glitter nipple tassels came walking up to us, she had absolutely nothing else on aside from that. She squeezed one of our arms, felt the other's chest, bit her lip and flirted with the third.
She was just having fun seeking attention, which is something else people come here for. Not just sexual gratification but attention and adoration.
We chose the name of our sex club for that very reason. An illusion is a vision, apparition, a hallucination of fantasy. An illusion is a thing wrongly perceived by the senses. And after dark our senses become heightened. Our fantasy's widen.
"Round two anyone?" Andrei interrupted the distractions we all started to face as the club got busier and more people, new faces, and newer bodies came into view. We all looked among each other and shrugged. We'd had our rest, and now we were ready for more.
"Anthony, what else is there to see here? No hidden rooms or special treatment?" Andrei asked, taking the remaining contents of his drink in one smooth swig.
"For extra money...there is always more" I chuckled. You could say some exclusive clientele, who pay more money than I should admit, are offered added perks. "How much? I want it" Andrei didn't hesitate a second. "You're our guest tonight. No charge" I waved him off. He grinned and nudged his brother who was finishing off his own drink.
"I only ask that you help me keep the peace in these newly formed alliances, Andrei. That's payment enough" I shouted over the music, and other voices, and various sex sounds. Andrei rolled his eyes and leaned an elbow on the golden bartop. Because the lighting used to make the bar glow was just below his face there were dark shadows below his jawline, but his blue eyes lit up like reflected ornaments. The shadows blended in with the tattoos, but exaggerated his jaw line.
"So not free of charge then, pal?" Andrei gave me a hard time, but not in anger. I gave him an expression that told him he knew exactly what I meant when I asked that. I was asking for him and Dom not to kill each other.
Dmitriy doesn't know about the incident, but nothing good would come of it if he did. Too much has gone wrong this month with the mob war with the Irish, the Russians coming, the drug operation we just busted, the attacks on our safehouses, putting Lexi in danger while the Russian's still have such a watchful eye on us, and all that.
Yeah, I need another release. Just thinking of all this is stressing me out all over again. I need to let that go and let the illusion take its place tonight.
Enzo was busy looking over his shoulder. He wasn't listening to us. Then he nudged Dmitriy. "Hey, I think those two chicks are eyeing us. What do you think? Wanna do some experimenting?" Enzo asked him. I swear to god Dmitriy's face didn't even flinch an inch. Andrei peeked across the bar to see who was looking at his brother. Then he said something to him in Russian.
Dmitriy scowled and it seemed like whatever he said was him snapping at whatever Andrei just mentioned. Andrei rolled his eyes. "Dad's not here, brother. And I could give fuck all about it" he said that one part in English.
"What's the matter?" I asked, wondering if I wasn't being as generous a host as I originally thought. Dmitriy said something in spitfire Russian to shut his brother up.
Andrei continued to lean his forearm on the bar and waved his brother off. "This is a place of fantasies, my friends. Let us not be so shy, huh? Let's experiment," Andrei said the very last part towards his brother. Dmitriy looked very annoyed, and I was lost to the obvious ulterior meaning to this conversation.
Andrei turned so his back was against the bartop and scanned the room. He looked over every person and would stop on occasion to study some more closely than others. Then Andrei stopped leaning and started walking in one particular direction. Dmitriy's nostrils flared and he wouldn't look his way.
"Well, I'm going after that chick that keeps looking over here" Enzo waved off Dmitriy ignoring his offer to grab the duo that'd been making eyes at them.
I figured I may as well start walking around to see if anyone catches my eye, but I was stopped short when Andrei came walking back with three new people. Two women and a man. Wait? Does Andrei swing both ways?
No. Dmitriy? This is what Andrei is saying is okay. Is Dmitriy closeted or unsure, or is Andrei being a punk? I wanted to know the story there, but knew it wasn't my place to ask.
"Guys, this is Arabella," Andrei ran his hand down a brunette's back and gave her a playful smack on the ass. She squealed and grinned at him. "This is Martin, he's french creole, beautiful accent" Andrei cupped the back of the man's neck and whispered something in his ear.
Martin's dark eyes wandered up and down Dmitriy's body as Andrei spoke. "And Emily," Andrei finished, handing me off the blonde. If only Andrei knew what blonde I actually wanted bent over a furniture piece here today.
Dmitriy said something in Russian and he did not look happy. Andrei rolled his eyes and with his arm still around the waist of Arabella he turned his attention to Martin. "Martin, go ahead and take your shirt off for us. Show yourself off a little bit" Andrei winked at him.
The man wasn't shy about it. He smiled a white toothed smile and lifted his shirt up and off him altogether. He had a firm figure. He wasn't as tall as us though. Shorter by four inches or so.
Andrei's hand started sliding over the curve of Arabella's ass, and since she was only in this corset type lingerie with her ass almost completely out, he was caressing her flesh right away. Andrei pulled the girl a step closer to him and he whispered something in her ear before licking over it to tease her. She bit her lip and felt down his front.
Dmitriy said nothing and didn't move a single muscle. I wasn't sure if I should just leave with my chick or what. She'd come and stood in front of me rubbing herself against me.
"Handsome man, don't you guys think?" Andrei encouraged Martin, clearly trying to help his brother along. Showing him there wasn't a need to be shy in what he actually wants. "Thank you Andrei. Are any of you gentlemen getting shirtless tonight or what?" Martin asked us as a whole.
Andrei ripped his shirt off in seconds and I just followed his lead. Dmitriy hesitated. "Come on handsome" Martin singled him out. He gripped Dmitriy's hem to see if the man would protest.
"Anthony, why don't we find a fun little corner to play in?" Andrei tipped his head for me to follow him. He clearly wants to give his brother privacy to explore, and I agreed with him. As we started for the red room I just happened to glance back and I saw it.
Dmitriy was still stiff and unsure of himself, but he was now shirtless and Martin was feeling over his chest and running a second hand over Dmitriy's groin.
Inside the red room even the lighting takes on a red hue. I looked down at the blonde, Emily, and asked her her comfort level. "I'm more new to this. Can we watch Arabella for a while?" She asked me. I guess the two are good friends. I nodded okay, but it dawned on me that that meant I would also be watching Andrei.
Andrei overheard and came over to slap me on the back. Harder than necessary I might add.
"Lemme show you how it's done" he taunted me, taking his girl's hand and leading her to the chair with straps. There were a few kinds. Some for ankles, some for wrists, some for both. Andrei sat Arabella down and used the straps that would be exactly above head for her, and decided on the ankle straps that would spread eagle her.
As he fastened the straps Emily leaned into me.
"Does that kinda stuff turn you on?" She whispered to me. I turned to face her and gently moved her hair away from her shoulders. "How about we focus on what turns you on? Go ahead and watch, darling. I'd like to start here," I told her, bringing my mouth down to her shoulder for a kiss. Then I kissed higher and higher until it was her neck I was teasing.
My hands came to Emily's hips and I brought her body against mine. Slowly releasing my tongue for a wetter kiss and a caress of flesh. She sighed in content and fisted my belt loops. Her head remained positioned towards her friend though. She did indeed watch. Being so close I couldn't help overhearing and seeing parts of Andrei's playtime.
He took a riding crop and slapped Arabella's open pussy with it. She hummed and he brought a small vibrator to her middle to stimulate her. The girl twisted against the restraints and sucked in a breath.
"Does it scare you to give up control?" I whispered to Emily. With her blonde hair in my face a flash of another woman came to mind.
Emily's friend moaned in our ear. Andrei bounced back and forth between hitting Arabella's pussy with the riding crop and stimulating her clit with the vibrator. The toys you pay extra for and you keep them. We don't double use many products here in this establishment for health reasons.
The way that sex chair is used on the portions where there are binding straps, the strips of wood they're bound to can move at different angles. Picture hands on a clock. So Andrei had Arabella's hands at twelve o clock, but once he'd made her cum several times he adjusted the hold to drop her arms lower to six o'clock where her wrists were bound behind her back.
He sat her forward in the chair, that moves up and down, to sit upright. He lowered her seat so her face could align with his cock and then he started to undo his belt.
"Do you like being fucked in the mouth?" Andrei asked her. I was already peeling away a few layers of Emily's clothes, and she'd undone my belt and was exploring my body with her curiosity. I brought my head down and brought my mouth's attention down to her bare chest. She hummed.
"Shit that's hot" she whispered, rubbing my head working her nipples, but watching Andrei and Arabella. She was turned on by them. I started dragging my hands into her sexy bottoms and felt over her pussy. In between her legs. She's wet.
Andrei now had his pants down enough to have his cock fully out. I really didn't wanna be here for that. I was trying to respect Emily's comfort level, but that left Andrei as our buffer. He palmed the back of Arabella's head and started moving her head to make her bob up and down his length. He fisted her hair when he started working her faster and harder.
He looked my way and gave me his familiar shit eating grin. With a wink he thrusted forward and choked the girl with his dick.
How did I get here in life? In a sex club with Russian Bratva underbosses whose sister I've rigorously fucked, who are dangerous to our syndicate of the mob, who are literally insane. Why am I beside Andrei Petrov while he gets his cock sucked? What choices have I made that led me here?
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I'd eventually gone off and played with my own girl once she got comfortable enough. We were gone for a while. Before we met up with the other guys, Andrei started talking about his brother. "Dmitriy is curious and won't admit to it. Our father would kill him for it, but I can keep a secret," he smirked.
My gut clenched, thinking about the secret I have with his sister. Would he ever keep that secret if he found something out or destroy my life with it?
"How do you know he's curious if he hides it?" I asked him. "I've seen his eyes wander. I saw something once when we were drunk.. that he doesn't know I saw back in Russia. Dmitriy disappearing into a room with a guy. I figure what better a place to explore than here? We gotta come back here. I had a hell of a time" he slapped me on the back.
Christ, does he whack my back that hard on purpose?
"I'd rather not stand around while you get your cock sucked again. You're welcome to come on your own" I slapped him hard on the back in response. He laughed. "Some men would clobber you to get their chance at seeing the great Andrei Petrov's cock. Consider yourself lucky" he gave me that sarcastic winking face of his, followed by an arrogant expression.