In the middle of the dark room was a seat made from black PVC, shaped like a strange upturned hand with four 'thumbs' rising from the 'palm'. As soon as I saw it I felt a thrill of fear and excitement.
The man behind me pushed me gently into the middle of the room while Kath lounged against one of the low PVC seats running around the walls, sucking on her drink through a straw. On the far wall there was a gay porno, showing a muscled black guy with pierced nipples force his massive cock down a young blond guy's throat. Despite the rising fear of my surroundings I could feel my own cock growing hard and I let out a soft moan.
The music was loud and I found it hard to hear what the young barmaid was saying to me. She had followed us in and was holding a fabric drawstring bag open for me.
'Your clothes sweetheart!' she shouted. Put your clothes in here. You'll collect them when you're done.' I looked at Kath but she was occupied stroking my new lover's butt and back. He seemed to be enjoying the attention but his dark eyes were fixed on me.
'Come on bitch! Strip! I haven't got all night.' The girl shouted, laughing with Kath. I looked at her and thought how hot she was, and couldn't imagine what she thought of me, but pulled my T-shirt over my head and placed it in the bag. Then pulled off my jeans (Kath had forbade me wearing briefs), so my waxed ass, cock and balls were suddenly in plain sight. The barmaid's eyes widened and she laughed with Kath. Kath laughed back and said something but I couldn't hear. I knew I was well-hung and had a good body but also knew that I wouldn't be fucking anyone – not tonight.
Once I was naked I felt my lover's arms once again encircle me from behind as his tongue greedily plunged into me ear and down my neck. H e pushed forward so I was supporting myself either hand on the 'thumbs' of the seat. I saw his black boot appear between my feet and he gently kicked my legs apart so my ass was spread and sticking up like some cheap whore.