Rosie gulped, and looked around. ‘Really?’ she thought
Rule 2. This is an opportunity to meet people on a level playing field, without the limitation of clothing, making the choice of your partner a completely physical one, in recognition of World Nude Day. If you want personalities and clothes please leave and go to any other bar in Prague.
Rule 3. There will be no inappropriate touching or sex acts performed in this establishment. We facilitate the meeting of like-minded people, not sexual services. Consent is key to all people here. Both male and female patrons MUST give individual consent to their chosen partner for the night. The bar will close at 11pm, at which time all patrons will be dressed, and ready to leave when the doors open. Please refrain from sexual activities on the streets, take it home, or to a hotel. We value our reputation.
Rule 4. There will be no sexual interaction with the staff of this establishment.
Our staff will remain clothed the entire night, they are not to be touched or even addressed for any purpose that is not bar-related.
Rosie’s heart quickened as she read through the rules of the establishment, her mind racing. The weight of the decision she had to make hung heavy on her, each rule feeling like a thread in a complex web of choices and consequences.
Rule 1 made her pulse quicken with a mix of excitement and nervousness, the prospect of baring it all in front of strangers sending a thrill down her spine. As did the thought of everyone else here bearing it all to her! It was, though exhilarating, terrifying as well.
Rule 2 was exciting, to say the least. Looking at all these people naked was very interesting indeed until she remembered she, too, would be naked.
Rule 3 made sense, and she was happy it was in here. She didn’t want to expose herself to everyone with the prospect that anyone could touch her. At least this rule removed that concern. As much as she was hoping for sex she was not ready for an all-out groping orgy!
Rule 4 interested her. What did Katerina mean by that? Ignore rule 4, she hoped. Was she hitting on her? Rosie had no idea, as much as she had the odd fantasy about being with a woman, she had never been hit on by one!
Rosie’s heart raced as she read through the rules, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The anticipation of shedding her clothes in a room full of strangers sent a thrill down her spine, mixing excitement with a hint of nervousness. The dimly lit booth offered her a sense of privacy amidst the growing crowd, allowing her to contemplate the weight of the decision she had to make.
As she contemplated, Katerina returned. “Have you read the rules, Rosie?”
“I have” she managed to say
“And will you be staying?”
Rosie took a long time…. or it felt like a long time, thinking through all of it. This was not at all what she had expected. She had never been naked in front of more than one man at a time, and only two in her life! And NEVER a woman, yet here she was, being asked to be naked in front of dozens of men and women at the same time.
She had no body issues, at 35 she was proud of her pert breasts and flat stomach, tight bum, she had maintained her body, so what was her problem? She mentally examined each part of her anatomy, while Katerina sat looking at her. Rosie felt herself getting aroused at the thought.
What to do!
The words had escaped her lips before her mind had completely formulated them. “Stay, I’ll…… I mean, I think I would like to stay.”
Rosie’s voice wavered slightly as she expressed her decision to stay, the weight of her choice settling heavily in the air between her and Katerina. As she glanced into Katerina’s eyes, a surge of anticipation mingled with apprehension swept through her, uncertainty clouding her thoughts like a thick fog rolling over a darkened sea.
Rosie felt a myriad of conflicting feelings swirling within her as she sat across from Katerina, the weight of her decision hanging heavy in the air like a dense fog. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation, unsure of what lay ahead in this enigmatic establishment. The dimly lit booth provided a cocoon of privacy amidst the crowd, intensifying the sense of anticipation that coursed through her veins like a slow-burning fire.
“That is excellent Rosie”, Katerina said, her voice soft. “And what do you think about rule 4?”
Rosie’s heart fluttered as she pondered Katerina’s question about rule 4, her mind a mix of confusion and intrigue. The dimly lit booth seemed to encase them in a bubble of intimacy, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows across their faces as they locked eyes in a silent exchange of unspoken thoughts.
“I’m unsure what I am getting myself into if I answer that,” Rosie said. “If I say I want to ignore Rule 4, does that mean I sit here all night alone, ignoring advances? Or am I reading something totally wrong into your question?”
Rosie’s words lingered in the air, hanging between her and Katerina like a delicate veil of uncertainty. The dimly lit booth seemed to intensify the moment as she waited for Katrina to clarify her thoughts across the table.
Uncertainty tugged at her, mingling with a heady concoction of curiosity and trepidation.
Katerina moved closer, so only Rosie could hear her. “I don’t often do this, but I find you alluring, so here is what I am proposing. But you must promise not to tell anyone. I will lose my job if you do. Promise?”
At this point, Rosie would have promised almost anything to get to the bottom of this mystery. “I promise,” she said, sincerely.
Katerina continued, “What I am saying is, if you meet up with someone tonight that takes your fancy, I would be happy to leave with you both tonight, but of course, your partner for the night must be in agreement, and cannot know it is me until after you leave here, if he is certain he is wanting to do this”
“A threesome!” Rosie said, perhaps a little too loud.
Katerina checked over her shoulder, and confident nobody heard, said “Yes, if you and he or she are interested”
“Or she?” Rosie answered
“Well, maybe you will hook up with another woman, maybe a man”
“A man,” Rosie said, with certainty.
“OH,” Katerina was looking concerned. “I’m sorry, I thought…. ”
“You thought I was gay?” Rosie was taken aback.
“Not gay, so much, but, open to it” she said.
“I came here hoping to find a one-night stand. A man. I haven’t had sex for 4 years, and I need sex. I need to feel a man inside me, I need to feel the hardness of his body, of his…. everything” Rosie explained.
“I’m terribly sorry” Katerina began, but Rosie cut her off.
“But…” she was uncertain how to phrase it, “If I were to get something soft to compliment his hardness” she paused. “Then…………. okay. I’m willing to try”
“Have you never been with a woman?” Katerina asked.
“I’ve only ever been with 2 men in my life!” she said.
“Well, let’s put it this way” Katerina began. “You have decided to stay, you have read the rules, which you must sign to say you agree, before 9pm, which is about 3 minutes away. If, at the end of the night you have found no one, or found someone who you are happy to share, come find me before you leave. Is that okay?”
“It is” Rosie said, “Except, there will be no situation that sees me going out of here without a Penis in my hand!”
They both laughed and Katerina collected the now completed form. “Viktor will make an announcement when the door is locked, at that time, you must remove all clothing. You can’t leave anything on”
“Jewellery?” Rosie asked, leaning back in her chair to show Katerina the chain
“Oh, please leave that on. I will enjoy looking at that as I serve you drinks through the night” and with that, she was gone.
No sooner had she left, as Viktor’s voice came over the PA System.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now 9pm. Those of you here have chosen to stay and abide by the rules. Should you fail to abide by the rules, you will be removed, and banned from this bar forever. If you planned to leave and did not get to the door in time, now is the last chance to leave, please stand, call out, and make your way to the door” he paused, no one stood, no one called out or walked toward the door.
He continued, “Thank you. Now, please remove your clothes, and let the night begin”
Chapter 3
Rosie took off her boots and put them on the seat beside her. She looked around the room, most people were proudly standing and stripping off with no concern. She, on the other hand, was trying to be as discrete as possible.
Her jeans were next, followed by her panties. If she had known this was going to happen she would have worn fewer clothes, though the reality was, if she had known, she wouldn’t have come. She was certain of that!
She picked up her jeans and placed them on the chair alongside her boots. That had been the easy part, she was still covered by the table. It was not the top, where there was no cover.
Once again she looked around the room. There was a woman on the opposite side taking as long as Rosie, an obvious newbie as well. Rosie wondered if she knew this was going to happen before she arrived here!
Finally, she got the courage to remove her midriff, and then her bra.
She sat alone, and naked as the day she was born, save for the gold chain around her waist. Looking around the room people were beginning to mingle, other than the lack of clothing it appeared to be a normal bar. Oh, and the erections on some of the men. Some were not aroused at all, others were standing to attention, or probably more accurately, demanding attention!
Rosie giggled at her thought.
Many of the women were, in Rosie’s opinion, far more beautiful than she was, but they all seemed to have quite large breasts, and they were not holding well against the forces of gravity. She was pleased with her small breasts, though she could see the way the men were looking at the other women, and was starting to think she would be left on the shelf.
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