I hardly told this story to my coworkers because I was worried it would put me in trouble but this is what happened to me in the club on one of our slow nights.A decent looking guy walks in,surveys our girls and picks me.We go to the room and he pulls out double the amount he owes me for a 15min dance.He then sits down,opens his legs widely and asks me to repeatedly punch him in the balls with my knee while abusing him verbally and having no bra on...I tried to negotiate but he was adamant and added an extra generous tip.With a terrible feeling of guilt I go at it punching the crap out of his balls and strangling him a bit...feeling so scared of where this is all going...to my sheer amazement he totally enjoys it and asks for more...harder...I go harder thinking this shit can put him to hospital and get me arrested.But he so enjoys himself! And then I notice something really weird...I find that I get very turned on and fancy the guy,so very strange - I don't know him and we hardly spoken.I have an explosion of things in me I didn't know were there,feel so excited and new...the song finishes,he gets up,thanks me profusely and leaves the club with a massive smile on his face.I am stood there shaken and stirred having massive hot flashes, screaming on the inside 'Don't go,stay,I want to know what happens next!'.
Now could this be a healthy experience,the guy deals with his deeply rooted issues and provokes a potential birth of a dominatrix in me,or this shit is messed up?! Lol but seriously??! I don't know how to think of this experience.Lucky nobody watched the camera right at this time,though the risk of getting caught really added to the excitement...

