This image holds a very special meaning to me. It perfectly encapsulates the thing I truly love about photography; how it can freeze a moment in time forever. Unluckily for me, it wasn't the greatest moment, nor the proudest moment, of my life. That man in the middle is Randy King. He was a drug dealer who dealt drugs to my daughter and got her hooked on the stuff. Thanks to him, my daughter ran away from home and it still haunts me to think where she is, or if she is even alive. Years have passed, but my hatred for this man had only grown in that time.
The club was the only place I could get to him, as he spent the rest of his time surrounded by men twice my size. So I took up a job to take promotional photos for the Dragonfly Lounge and made sure it was a day Randy was visiting. Everything had fallen into place and all I needed was to take a photo of the man to destroy his drug empire from the inside. I approached him as he spoke to these women; no doubt trying to get them hooked just as he did with Rebecca. Without saying a word, I flicked my camera to the preset that would let my soul enter his body and take control. Then, I waved at him to make sure he was looking into camera and hit the button.
Now, you may notice that Randy isn't looking at the camera in this image. It was poor planning on my part. The camera took a few seconds to adjust focus before snapping to photo. In that time, Randy dismissed me completely and focused his attention to the redhead beside him. This also meant that my camera focused on the redhead as well. And within the time it took for the camera to flash, I felt myself drawn towards her like metal towards a magnet.
I came to my senses gradually. First, I felt the vibrations of the loud bass booming through the club, followed quickly by a bombardment of loud music and drunken shouts. The flash of light was still imprinted on my eyes as I began to see clearly. I saw myself standing in front with a camera, continuing to go about my duties, albeit without a soul. He moved to other groups of people and continued to take photos, as a hand moved down between my legs.
"You're a very sexy woman! Wanna have a good time with me in the back?" Randy whispered into my ear.
My heart was pounding when he gave that option, because there is one thing I haven't yet mentioned about my special camera setting. It takes a bit of time for a new soul to take over the body it possesses. For the time being, I wasn't in control of this woman's body, but rather a passenger; feeling and experiencing everything she did on this night of bad decisions. But much to my relief, this girl wasn't too impressed with Randy. She gave a look to her friend, who swiftly pulled the two of us out of the encounter and I was relieved, at least for the time being. Her friend helped to catch me up with names as she comforted her. I had accidentally possessed a woman called Natalie.
"Don't worry, Nat, the fun is just about to start!" Her friend winked, dragging us off towards a group of girls that I assumed to be her friends.
An hour had passed and Natalie was accepting any drink that her girls offered. I had to at least be thankful she was refusing the drinks given by the strangers in the club, but it was harder to gain control of a host when we were both getting drunk as fuck. Our vision was blurry, our balance was even worse. If I didn't know any better, I would have assumed it was me trying to walk in heels. Sadly I hadn't even gained enough control to say no to more shots. The group of girls were getting more rowdy, teasing the guys around their table by showing off more and more skin. I had to watch as Natalie hiked up her dress to show off her ass for the photographer that used to be me.
Just as Natalie was growing tired, with the alcohol in her system draining the both of us to the brink of consiousness, her friend tapped her on the shoulder with an energy drink and pulled us off towards the bathroom. To my surprise, she kissed Natalie, rather passionately in fact. As it turns out they were a couple out having fun at the Dragonfly Lounge. Natalie's hands roamed her girlfriend's body, allowing me to experience something no guy has ever had to pleasure to feel. Our bodies pressed up against one another, as their tongues mixed and mingled. Then, just as abruptly as it started, she pushed us back and ended it.
"It's almost midnight, which means one thing..." I had so much hope that she was taking us home, but I knew what this place truly was. "The fuckfest is going to start any moment! Now I know we already talked about this, but I want you to know I fully support you in having this wild night!"
"Thank you, Ellie!" Natalie smiled, kissing her once more. "I really love you, but it's been two years without a single cock in my life!"
Ellie giggled. "Well now you better stock up, because I intend to marry you next month!"
I strained and struggled with all of my might to take over, to say to her that she was it for me and to take me home right now. But all of that effort only managed to make a single tear roll down Natalie's face. Ellie saw it and wiped it away, then kissed us on the forehead and smacked our ass as we rushed out of the room.
The fuckfest had started without us. The men and women in the club had gone from drunk and flirty, to blind-drunk and horny. Women were grinding against one another, men were going down on others, some women were even returning the favour by dropping to their knees. Natalie was still taking it all in, standing with Ellie by the bathroom. Our hands were clasped together, but I felt Ellie let go as Natalie walked on without her. Natalie lifted her top, allowing herself to intergrate with the mostly nude crowd. The only man fully clothed was the photographer.
The room was full of sex and moans; mostly female. But despite the ratio of men to women being in my favour, Natalie was here for one thing only. She approached a man who was getting a blowjob off of another woman and sank down beside her. The man smiled down at us, running a hand through both of our hair as the other woman pulled off with an audible pop. She had the man's cock in her grip, but pointed it towards Natalie's watering mouth.
I had no control as she bobbed and sucked and licked and worshipped. She moaned, purred, even said some things to the man that I dare not repeat; though it involved an open mouth and an 'ocean of cum'. This woman was unstoppable, with me being dragged through every motion and, even worse, every sensation. It was one thing to be forced to suck another man's dick, but to feel Natalie's enjoyement of it was truly mortifying.
The man didn't last much longer, especially after Natalie's vivid description. Thankfully for me, however, Natalie was licking his balls when he tensed and the other woman got the 'prize'. That was when I felt a little bit of control. I took the chance to stand up and walk through the groups of sex, hoping to find the clothes that Natalie abandoned. But Natalie was feeling a lot of feelings I hadn't expected to feel on her behalf. She was disappointed, saddened for her fun to cut short, and most of all she had a serious case of unmet needs. I could feel how aroused we had been in the moment and how that feeling now left an aching.
That little bit of control I felt was brief and ultimately nothing compared to what was driving Natalie. Her aching feeling took over the both of us. I wasn't quite sure who was piloting when she moved towards a guy just joining the party. Natalie stripped him down, kissed her way down his body, then kissed her way back up and whispered into his ear. Fuck me till my mind turns to mush!
He was happy to oblige and it was truly the most bizarre experience of my life. Even if I had control of Natalie's body, it wouldn't matter. This man had us pinned down and was fucking us harder than anything I had ever felt. I felt a pressure building up deep within us, as Natalie moaned more and more and cried out in absolute bliss. It was an orgasm unlike any I had ever felt. The first of several that that man gave us. The grand total slipped my mind, but it must have been double-figures. By the end of it, we were well and truly mush inside Natalie's brain.
The rest of the night was a total blur. The only evidence I had was the photos on the Dragonfly Lounge website. So many positions, so many cocks, so many orgasms. I didn't even care that I recieved a dozen different cumshots by the end of the night. Now I have full control of Natalie's body, though she would be none the wiser. I followed through with their wedding and lived her life like I hoped she would have wanted.
Often, I would look at the website and reminise about that night. The foolish mistake that put me through a night of hell, of sex, of pleasure, and ultimately a new beginning. I could never forget my daughter, nor my revenge for Randy. But now I had a new woman in my life and I was truly happy.
"You're not looking at that website again are you?" Ellie tutted, mockingly.
"Maybe a little..." I shrugged.
"Well you're in luck... because I got you an early surprise anniversary gift!"
She showed me the booking on her phone and I was more excited than I would care to admit. Another trip to the Dragonfly Lounge! Now, with me behind the wheel, I could have all the bisexual fun that Natalie craved. Though admittedly, we prefer men.