During our visit to the bar, a very butch tattooed looking thug sat down at the end of the counter behind Erik, who sat facing me. He looked like an a...lpha labourer. His name was Doug, as I would later learn. Doug’s eyes were ablaze with lust as he scanned Erik intensely. Doug was brutish and mesmerizingly sexy.With my gaze divided between these two gorgeous men, I finally, I broke the ice before asking what else Erik would like to experience at the sauna.“What would you recommend?” Erik. I looked at the iron maiden I was being dragged to. High tech I'm sure, though all I could see was a box lined with spikes and thick foam padding. As we drew closer, I saw the spiked lined clamps waiting for my small breasts. As I was pushed in, the clamps bit down, crushing my breasts, the spikes lining it trying unsuccessfully to tear into my flesh. If I were anyone but Imp, the impervious girl, a name given to me by my partner and mistress, they would have torn through my breasts easily.. At Jackie’s insistence, we all had a shot of tequila. Following that, Fred and I switched to Old Fashions, and the girls ordered top-shelf margaritas.To make sure we didn’t get hammered rapidly, I ordered some appetizers and a steady supply of water for everyone. Shortly after we got settled, the first band came on. They were a Journey cover band that blew us all away. They were dead ringers for the originals. We knew all of the songs, as did apparently everyone in the audience, as we all sang. They were wanking their dicks. Daddy shoved his cock up my ass. My butt cheeks were so warm from being spanked that I very soon relaxed my ass, so Daddy could shove his dick deep inside me. Oh god, it felt so good. More talking to me dirty. "You're so nasty. I knew you were a filthy little butt fuck, the first time I saw you. Are you a nasty little cum slut?" "Oh yes Daddy, yes! Fuck my ass, sir. Make me cum some more, please Daddy." "I'll bet you're such a little cum slut that you would even.