"We have a party to go to tonight," Julie said. "Go get ready." Julie had become very popular since she had started providing the entertainment. I headed to the bathroom and jumped in the shower, making sure to carefully remove all body hair. After toweling off, I threw on an old t-shirt and gym shorts. When I came out, Julie was dressed in a stylish blouse with tight jeans and wedges. She held out two small blue pills, which I immediately swallowed.
"Grab those bags," Julie said, and we headed for the car.
We had started doing this almost a year ago, where I was the party entertainment. It began as a little CFNM at our house with a couple close friends; I learned a few tricks such as playing Pictionary by drawing with a marker attached to my dick. After a few times we added some light bondage. This evening was only the third time we were bringing the entertainment to someone else's place, and the thought of being naked in an unfamiliar place was still extremely humiliating.
The drive took about half an hour, all the while a tent began growing in my shorts. At last, Julie pulled into a garage beneath a high-rise condo building. We wound our way down the parking structure, finally finding an empty parking spot under a bright light between two large SUVs.
"Here we are," Julie said.
I pulled off my shirt and shorts and stepped out of the car. I was now completely naked with a full erection. Julie grabbed the bags and came around to my side of the car. I put my hands behind my head and stood facing her while she peered over my well-illuminated body, searching for any missed grooming. While Julie performed her inspection, a car sped by, bass thumping. It screeched into a parking space on the other side of the garage. Two girls got out, giggling with each other, and headed to the elevator, unaware of my exhibition.
Julie gave my dick a light slap, causing it to bounce around and get just a couple throbs harder. Then, she reached into one of the bags, pulled out a collar and gag, and fastened them around my head.
"Turn," she said. "Hands behind your back."
I obeyed, and she clicked cuffs onto my wrists.
"Turn," she said again, and again I was facing her. She clipped a leash to my collar, spun around, and strode off toward the elevator, leash and bags in hand. I jumped to keep up with her, barely maintaining my balance, my erection bouncing wildly.
The cement was chilly on my bare feet even though it was not a cold night. As we stepped out from between the cars, I saw the two girls from earlier. Just then, they stepped into the elevator, and the door closed.
The area in front of the elevator was brightly lit. Julie hit the "up" button, pulled out her phone, and started scrolling through Instagram. As we waited, the reality of my nakedness steadily grew along with my humiliation. As I was beginning to get lost in my self-consciousness, the elevator arrived and Julie immediately stepped into it, jerking me back to reality with a tug on my leash. She hit the button for the 14th floor and immediately returned to her phone. The walls of the elevator had mirrors on all sides, so no matter which way I looked I saw nothing but excellent views of my completely naked body. I stared in horror at my erect cock swaying with the slight rocking of the elevator.
The elevator arrived, and without hesitation Julie stepped off and headed down hall with me in tow. We stopped at one of the doors; Julie knocked, and I obediently stood to her side and just a step behind. It was a miracle that we had not been seen, but this was typical; somehow Julie always knew how to expose me without getting us in trouble. A few seconds later a girl with a Solo cup in her hand answered.
"Whoo-oo!," she shouted when she saw Julie and me.
The girl stepped aside, holding the door to let us in. We stepped into the foyer. In the kitchen immediately to the right Julie recognized another girl in the kitchen and her face brightened.
"Hey!" she shouted and strode over to give her a big hug. As I started to follow, the girl that opened the door landed a hard slap on my ass, causing me to jump and my cock to bounce painfully. Julie turned to her, handed her the bags and my leash.
"Here, have fun. Just don't let him get off," she instructed. Then she turned back to the second girl. "I need a drink."
I was led further into the apartment into a large room where eight more girls sat around on couches drinking and talking. As we entered, all the girls turned and looked at me and started cheering. "Yeah, Kylie," someone shouted. Holding my leash very near my collar, Kylie brought me to the center of the room facing the rest of the girls.
"Entertainment's here," she proclaimed.
Kylie dropped my leash; it swung down, hooking on my cock, causing them both to swing. She turned and dumped the contents of the shopping bag out onto a coffee table.
Several girls jumped up. Most went to the coffee table, interested in the toys, but two came over to me. One I recognized as Sarah, another of Julie's friends. We would occasionally get dinner with her (and her boyfriend if she had one at the time). Sarah had been at the previous parties where I was the entertainment. She gripped my erect cock with her hand, pulling it up and down like a handshake.
"Good to see you again," she said with a sultry voice, glancing down at my crotch. "All of you."
Then she turned toward the coffee table. The other girl I didn't recognize; she unabashedly stared me up and down, then slowly walked around me taking in the complete view of my full nudity and restraints. She gave a firm tug on my handcuffs and, upon discovering they were real, gave out a, "Huh." Now comfortable with her superior position, she smiled slightly, gave my ass a hard pinch, and joined the other girls at the coffee table. Two girls who I also didn't recognize remained sitting on the couch. They stared at my dick and began whispering to each other, occasionally making small pointing gestures toward my groin. I stood in the center of the room obediently facing them. The girls at the table would pick up items, make some comment, and snicker while stealing glances at me.
After a minute or two, one of Julie's closest friends, Kate, who had been part of my transformation into the entertainment from the beginning piped up.
"Why don't we start with the ring and stick game? See, we take a piece of string, tie one end to a ring and the other end to his dick, and make him try to catch it on his dick."
The other girls agreed excitedly. Kate adeptly tied a string to a ring and made a slip knot on the other end. She stepped over to me, undid my leash, and slipped the loop over the head of my dick, tightening it just at the base of the glans.
"Well, let's see how long it takes you this time!" she said, stepping aside. The other girls also stepped back, watching me expectantly. I had done this a few times before, so I knew how to proceed. I spread my legs a bit, bent over at the waist, and then swung my hips quickly forward. As the ring arced up, I had to quickly try to maneuver under it to catch it while leaning back to keep my dick pointed upward as much as possible. Of course, this motion caused my dick to flail around wildly, much to the delight of the girls. It is a difficult challenge, and it took me over a dozen tries to actually catch it. When I finally did, I turned to Kate and presented my achievement to her. The girls clapped and cheered, and Kate gave my head a firm pinch before removing the string.
"I think he needs to do a workout for us," one of the new girls suggested. How about some jumping jacks?"
The chorus of girls agreed energetically.
"But the handcuffs stay on," Kylie added. "Just do them like that."
I obediently started doing the leg portion of jumping jacks, jumping my feet open and closed. The girls continued cheering, all the while watching my cock bounce rhythmically.
"Now do squats," someone shouted after a couple minutes.
