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In this article, Bolshevik explains how he got 2
women to take him back to their hotel, and spills
the details on what happens next, you've been warned :)

Enjoy...

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FR: Halloween Bondage Ball
by Bolshevik
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I wore all black: black suit, black shirt,
Stylelife tie, black gloves and a hooded mask
that made my face completely invisible. I met up
with Hype who was decked out as a pimp with fly
hat and fur coat and Joe D. who was in head to
toe spandex as Mr. Incredible.

We meandered through the VIP room taking in the
sights of people being spanked and humiliated and
then began opening sets just to mingle. In the
cabana, we settled in with 3 busty women and held
court as a guy displayed to us his arsenal of
whips, sticks, chains, paddles and handcuffs (Joe
got locked up without asking the guy if he had a
key, haha!).

After getting the lay of the land and talking
amongst ourselves, I spot 2 girls looking me up
and down as they pass by. They are dressed as a
kitty and a devil. I strut by them and right as
they're passing me I suddenly jump out and scare
them.

They jump and grab each other in fear and then we
all start laughing. I ask them if it's really
that scary that they can't see my face and they
tell me they were terrified. I give them both a
big hug and tell them I won't hurt them if they
give me a gift. The kitty starts to hug me
tighter, but then the devil pulls her away. Kitty
was quite cute with amazing cleavage.

As me and Kitty discuss what gift she will give
me, Devil begins trying to rip the VIP pass off
my neck. Now I am simultaneously flirting
shamelessly with Kitty while doing a kung fu flow
drill to ward off the grabby hands of Devil.

I spot Joe D. a few feet away and call to him for
some reinforcement, "Hey, Joe! Come meet my new
friends!" Joe D. comes over and does his best to
try to introduce himself, tries to pry the Devil
off me, but she's now practically trying to
wrestle me.

Kitty tries to intervene, but becomes engulfed in
the fray and now our hands are flailing everywhere
and the three of us are grabbing each others' arms
and twisting around. I wasn't sure if this was a
good thing or a bad one. As we're entwined, I
continue speaking very matter-of-factly.

Me: Now, if you two can't play nice, you shouldn't
play at all.

Kitty: She's just my protector.

Me: You're both feisty. I have half a mind to
strap both of you up like that guy (I motion to an
S & M demonstration going on near us) and punish
this behavior.

Devil: YOU started it.

Kitty subdues Devil and the attack has ceased.
They now begin hugging passionately and whispering
in each others' ears. I wrap my arms around both
of them and ask, "Friends now?" they both return
the hug and we all share a passionate embrace. In
an instant Devil grabs Kitty and they run off.
Literally. They sprint away.

I walk back over to Joe D. who had fled this
weirdness long ago and he sums it up perfectly.
"It's a whole different game here, man."

About a half an hour later, I spot Devil and Kitty
walking down the stairs from the VIP room and they
are grabbing each other and very sexually. I grab
the Kitty's tail and walk behind them.

Me: Now that's what I like to see.

Kitty: (Tries to pull my mask off) Are you cute?

Me: (Push her hand away) Wouldn't you like to
know.

Devil: She's my lover.

Me: (to Devil) Don't you start again. You two are
bad news.

They stare into each others' eyes and I ask them
how long they've known each other because they
look very intimate together. We actually engage in
some quasi-normal conversation about how they met
at work and what brings them to Bondage Ball.

The subject quickly turns sexual and they start
making out in front of me. I have my hands on each
of their lower backs, then move my hand up to their
necks and massage the backs of their heads. I was
wearing sheer black gloves so I ask if my gloves
feel good on their necks and they nod while looking
at each other and smiling.

That nice little moment ends and they turn towards
me and unleash a barrage of tests.

Devil: Are you kinky?

Me: I can be.

Kitty: Do you like to be spanked?

Me: No, but I like to give spankings.

Devil: Do you like to be bitten?

Me: Only if it's done right.

This goes on for seriously about 10 minutes. They
run through a slew of questions and I respond to
each with the aloof monotone of a job interview.
I cut them off and tell them, "You two seem much
cooler than I originally thought. You get my stamp
of approval. For now." I then guide us over to a
couch in a hallway just downstairs from the VIP
room and we sit.

I lock in between them and they're all over each
other. Making out, grabbing each others' chests,
rubbing their thighs, etc. I join in this and
they accept it with gusto. I am now caressing
their necks and thighs, pushing their heads
together to make out and just being a helper.

I start fondling both of them. They're loving it
and keep remarking how good my gloves feel on
their skin. As the three of us are entwined on
the couch in a ball of limbs, groping and
caressing I think to myself that all I have to
do now is not screw up.

I take them both by the hands and we wander the
entire theater observing the kinky fetish
demonstrations. The entire time, I'm grabbing
their butts, squeezing their waists and
shamelessly groping their cleavage. At one point
they both start kissing me, but I'm wearing a
sheer black mask and can't really make out
effectively.

They ask to see my face and I assure them they
will eventually if they behave, and they won't be
disappointed, but for now all they get is a little
peak. I lift the mask to my nose exposing my lips
and make out with both of them. We mush our heads
together and triple kiss. It was awesome.

They then drag me onto the dance floor and we
grind our pelvises together for about an hour and
a half.

Devil drags us over to the stage in the center of
the dance floor where there is some serious
bondage and spanking going on. Along the outskirt
of the stage, Devil bends over and Kitty goes
berserk on her fanny, spanking her, whipping her
and borrowing all types of devices from passing
leather clad attendees to wreak havoc on Devil's
red butt cheeks.

Devil is loving it and as she's bent over getting
abused, I stand next to her and massage her throat
while pulling her hair. Her eyes are rolling back
in her head and she's in ecstasy.

Me and my two new bisexual friends hit the dance
floor again and as we're grinding they start
asking me about myself and we have a surprisingly
normal, candid conversation that doesn't have
anything to do with sex.

We talk about living in L.A., our friends, where
we live, what we do for fun, etc. Then we play a
fun game where they guess something about my
appearance and if they guess wrong I spank them.
Am I Caucasian? Yes. Do I have dark hair? No.
SPANK. Do I have blue eyes? No. SPANK. The whole
time it's just ON and we are dancing, groping and
making out with each other.

Before I know it, it's 3am and the place is
shutting down. I find out to my heart's delight
that they got a hotel room down the street for the
night! We walk hand-in-hand out to Hollywood Blvd.
and I tell them it's time for the reveal.

They hadn't seen my face all night. So I take the
mask off slowly and give them the James Dean
underlook with a sly little smile. Kitty goes,
"Hmm, not bad." And much to my relief they look at
each other and nod in agreement.

We walk to my car and I nearly get into an
accident driving to their hotel. That would have
SUCKED!! But lady fortuna was on my side that
night and we make it safely to their hotel room.

We do shots of some awful, bottom shelf vodka. I
mush their heads together and they start making
out. They fall onto the bed and while they are
embracing I take off my suit coat, shirt and
shoes, kiss their necks, massage their backs and
rub their bodies. Me and Devil then work
feverishly to get Kitty out of her tight fitting
costume, but she insists on leaving the fishnets
on and we all agree that it's hot.

I go down on Kitty and while Devil kind of just
watches and touches herself. My pants come off in
a flash, I whip a condom out of my wallet like I
just found the prize in a Crackerjack box and
start thrusting Kitty really slowly and sensually
while nibbling on her neck.

Suddenly I feel Devil's pierced nipples on my back
and she is now naked and sandwiching the two of
us. I pull Devil down onto her back and go down on
her while fingering Kitty. It's quite the juggling
act and pretty uncomfortable, but I'm enjoying the
heck out of it.

I pull Kitty by her hips and bend her over in
front of Devil and rail her from behind while she
eats out Devil. They're both breathing heavy, but
there's this weird silence in the air. My ears
were used to the loud insanity of the club and
here I am enjoying one of the most exciting sexual
exploits of my life and there's an eerie stillness
in the room. I can't believe how normal this all
seems.

I pull out at least 3 times because I feel I'm
about to climax and I am determined to prolong
this night for the absolute maximum amount of time
humanly possible.

Right as I regret never practicing tantric sex, I
look down at the tattoo on Kitty's lower back and
it just sets me off and I bust an incredible nut
that makes my whole body quiver and my feet go
numb. I'm extremely grateful for this wild sexual
Halloween encounter.

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See, beauty isn't just mask deep. Er, skin deep.
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