Submitting to a Dominant Dancer

This story is the first part of a new series. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, slavery, bondage, physical and sexual abuse, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged eighteen or older and consent to all actions taken.

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Submitting to a Dominant Dancer part 1

I felt weird sitting at the gay bar, uncomfortable with being single again after the end of my fifteen-year relationship. It may just be a change of perspective from being older now, but the guys seemed so much younger and prettier now then I remembered. Even though my skintight leather pants still fit on my lean gym trained body, just like they did when I was in college, I had a sinking feeling my clubwear was out of fashion.

The confidence I had in my youth was gone and I was sitting at the bar debating leaving early when I felt the warm flat chest of a dance boy press against my back and delicate manicured hands massaging my broad shoulders. The musky smell of sweat and perfumed body spray wafted to my nose as I started to turn my head, but the hands grabbed my face firmly keeping me facing forward as soft lips brushed my ear. "Not yet stud first you're buying me a drink."

Looking forward I saw the bartender watching us and I gave him a small nod indicating the dancing boy clinging to my back could order whatever he wanted on my tab. Through the bottles and shirtless bartenders, I caught a partial glimpse of the flirtatious youth behind me in the dirty mirror. He was a skinny shirtless goth boy with a lean tight emo body. The wet strands of his shaggy jet-black hair partially obscured his face, preventing me from getting a better look.

As he clung to my back chewing on my ear his hands keeping my face forward, I could feel the sweat from his body soaking into the shirt on my back, the warm leather of his harness touching a patch of bare skin at the back of my neck. "You're a good boy," he said as one of his hands slid erotically down the front of my body and pushed into my pants. The hand that had been on my face closed on my neck in a surprisingly strong grip as the other hand stroked my rapidly hardening cock inside my pants. "Stay on this stool and keep doing as your told and I may reward you."

After a few quick strokes of my throbbing cock in my pants he bit my earlobe before withdrawing back to the dance floor the expensive drink I had paid for in his hands. I managed to sneak a few glances at his lean hard body on the dance floor but each time he saw me looking he wagged a finger and indicated for me to turn around. I am not sure if it was lack of confidence or just being rusty at the whole bar scene, but I found myself obeying his gestured commands each time he gave them.

Twice more he managed to sneak up on me hugging me from behind and playing with my body like it was his own personal toy as I paid for more drinks for him and his friends. He refused to let me turn and look directly at him, becoming bolder in his fondling with each visit. By the end of the night, I was aroused and frustrated at the same time. I had leaked precum in my pants from the goth twink grabbing my cock, the back of my shirt was drenched in his sweat, and I was quite sure I had a few bite marks on my neck looking like I was a teenager.

"You have been a good boy, here give me your phone, your invited to the after party." Not waiting for me to agree, he slid my phone into his hand and used my face to unlock it. "I am in your contacts now and I dropped a pin for the party don't be too long its only a few blocks away." Then he dropped a pill into my drink that fizzed as it dissolved, "Drink that, it will make the party more fun."

Pressing on me from behind his hands massaged my neck, half erotic, half a threat until I complied and drank down the drug infused liquid. I knew the risks of taking club drugs from strangers but after an hours long tease I was so wound up the boy knew he could make me do anything and was not shy telling me what to do.

After closing the egregiously large bar tab I splashed water on my face in the sticky bar bathroom before heading out into the crisp night air. Drugs hit me different then they had in my youth, and I found I was a little unsteady as I walked to the address provided. The directions led me to an industrial looking door down a dark alley. I probably should have been nervous or on alert, but I was feeling euphoric as I rang the bell.

Seeing his face clearly and up close for the first time I could see he had an angelic like thin face with pretty sharp features. I was a little unsteady on my feet as he reached up and kissed me deeply rite in the doorway while clicking a collar and leash to my neck. I was so lost in his grip and the kiss that I didn't even notice the collar until he tugged on it, leading me into the after-hours party.

"My name is Gage, and I prefer you silent, but if you have to speak you should call me Sir tonight, I don't care what your name was you are just boy to me now." I floated more then walked behind him. I felt entirely out of place surrounded by emo and goth boy twinks some making out with each other, others staring at me being led by Gage on a leash. Multiple sets of hands grabbed and groped me as we walked and by the time he got me to our destination and closed the door on the private chamber most of my clothing was gone, my leather pants had been opened and were slipping down past my thighs.

I shook my head to clear it but that only made things worse as Gage laughed and turned me around pushing me face first into the red velvet covered wall. His voice was in a richer lower tone as he spoke, his hands pulling my arms behind me as he talked, "I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you, but I was having too much fun playing with you, however I don't plan to hold back anymore." The loud clicking of the handcuffs locking on my wrists was muted in the velvet walled room, but my wrists were instantly restrained behind me in bands of steel as I was turned around again and slammed back into the wall.

Still rolling on the euphoric high of the drugs I didn't offer any resistance or feel any nervousness as he pulled my pants and boots the rest of the way off leaving me suddenly naked in front of him. Leashed by the collar with my hands bound I was helpless before him with my six inches standing rigid pointing directly at him revealing my unkempt pubic hair. "Oh, that is not going to do," he said as he backed away from me. It was only when I naturally tried to follow him that I felt he had clipped the short leash to a ring on the wall at neck level behind me.

Ignoring me, Gage left the room and for the first time since I drank the pills some of my natural uncertainty and nervousness broke through the waning euphoric high of the drugs as realization of my situation settled in. I experimented with the cuffs as I waited but It was fruitless, I was trapped leashed to the wall unable to move without choking myself on the collar.

A short while later a new boy entered the room, and I immediately moved to cover myself but of course could not. He was a cute twink of maybe eighteen with short blond hair and he was carrying a small black leather case with him. When I started to speak, he just slapped my face, "No talking or I will gag you," was all he said as he unpacked his case. "You clearly work out and take care of your body, but you must really be stupid in the head, no one goes to the bar without manscaping first you are lucky Gage didn't just leave, but he asked me to clean you up instead."

A thousand questions ran through my mind as the teen mixed up cream in a small bowl and using a horsehair brush spread it all over my crotch and cock. What was this place? Who was this stranger? For that matter what is Gage? I had thought he was just a friendly bar dancer, but I don't think that's correct now. The questions evaporated from my mind as the young blond twink unfolded the straight razor and with clean smooth strokes started to remove all the hair below my waist.

"Normally guys like you just trim it, but Gage told me to remove it all, he was quite distressed by the state of your crotch." I stayed quiet as he told me and only nodded within the limits of the collar as he twisted me around and shaved my ass too, my cock pressing on the velvet wall as he spread my cheeks and ran the sharp razor over my skin."

By the time he was done my lower body tingled from his touch even as the last effects of the drugs wore off. Carefully wiping down his tools and putting them away the young blond twink pulled out one last item. I blushed as he secured the base ring of the chastity device tightly behind my balls and then slid my cock into the small carbon mesh cage before locking it on. Fishing my phone out of the pile of pants on the floor the youth unlocked it with my face and using the cash app sent himself an overly generous payment for his services as I watched silently.

I stood bound, caged, and naked for a long time before Gage returned. "I am so disappointed in you boy I was looking forward to fucking that sweet jock ass, but your lack of courtesy ruined my mood." Gage unclipped the short leash from the wall and pulled me across the room as he spoke. Sitting on the large red couch he yanked me down, so I was kneeling in front of him between his legs.

You may have missed out on the expert fuck I was going to give you, but I will let you make it up to me with your mouth. You better do an excellent job, or this is the last you will see of me. As he unbuckled his pants I could see his slick hard cock, still wet from clearly having fucked someone else while I waited bound to the wall. I had barely spoken a handful of words all night, but I sensed it was not the right time to try and explain myself or apologize so I did as commanded and took his hairless twink cock into my mouth.

The taste of ass, lube and cock spread in my mouth as I did my best to pleasure Gage without access to my hands to assist. I was proud that Gage was quickly hard again in my mouth as I clamped my lips tightly on his shaft and used my whole tongue and mouth to pleasure his youthful meat stick. His moans told me he was enjoying my attention but soon he tired of my actions and stood up.

The pace changed as he grabbed my head and rammed his cock back in. I was no longer in control as he started to thrust his hips fucking my throat deeper with each push. I struggled to take his long member and had to remember to breathe through my nose as he gagged me with the large hairless cock. His fingers were holding my head in a death grip as he increased his pace, the slamming of his body into my face making loud wet slapping noises as drool dripped down my body from my hard used mouth.

I don't know how long he lasted, clearly longer then I would have before he finally arched his back preparing to fire. I tasted his tangy cum shoot down my throat and flood my mouth. "Well done boy, you should know you earned a serious spanking for disappointing me earlier, but I need to get some sleep now, the spanking will have to wait until the morning." Before I could protest, he pushed me to the floor and pressed a button on the armrest. The young blond came back in with two assistants who set up a small dog crate at the foot of the bed.

For the first time that night I started to struggle and resist but the trio easily overpowered me in my cuffs. I was gagged, hogtied, and placed in the locked crate as Gage casually cleaned up and went to sleep in the large canopy bed just above me. "Good night boy, I will tell you all about your new future tomorrow."

The End of part 1