Still, I was getting pounded like a bitch, in the complete dark. The sound of the part in full swing above the loud music masked the slapping of his g...oin belly against my bubble butt. His balls slamming violent against my trapped balls. As I lay naked tied up looking at the tall black silhouette hold my legs and fuck me as his slut, he pulled out of my gapping asshole and plugged my mouth with his hard cock and fired several ropes of cum down my throat, feeding me so much I gagged and coughed. I was in disbelief when he roamed his tongue on my sweaty skin. We got dressed for work. I dropped Tushar to work. He had a strange smile on his face, I didn't know why!The day in the salon went fine. I headed back in the evening to pick Tushar up. I hugged him before getting in the car to leave. We had a quiet time on the way. I was much motivated to get the filth kick in."Tushar." I called him in a low voice."Jerk off baby, I think you are left unsatisfied after this morning." I said with a. I smiled and grasped his hardness, squeezing it.“You’re gonna love this, I promise,” I told him.I undid his buttons and zipper. He was courteous enough to lift his bum off the seat so that we could get his trousers down a little so that I could release his cock. I pulled on it a little and then curiosity hit me.“Did you wank… back there… in the toilet?”I kept stroking him, making him harder with every touch of my hand. He nodded quickly. His cock kept growing. Pre-cum erupted from the. Much to my surprise the club we arrived at wasn't a normal night club, it was a fetish club, lots of people running around in leather and PVC outfits, whips and chains everywhere. It was a definite eye opener for me.I was in a short, plain black lycra dress with matching high heels and, looking around, I felt positively overdressed. A couple of the girls I had come with were in leather dresses, which, when I'd first seen them I thought they were a bit outrageous, but compared with the outfits.