Club Eros is a special club for adults who love exhibitionism. Each night ten couples enter. Each couple has fifteen minutes to live out a fantasy of their own making.
The next number is ready to be called...
Chet's bulge was obvious. Rose loved staring at it. She watched it grow like a tent being raised in his pants as they sat in the booth enjoying "performances" by two other couples.
Rose hoped they were next. She knew the longer the wait, the more likely Chet would lose his nerve. She loved dominating him. At home she often tied him up, or made him wear very slinky, sexy clothes, or forced him to work naked as he did housework, or otherwise controlled him for her pleasure.
When she learned about Club Eros she decided she would bring his submission to a new, very public, level.
She grinned when the number the host called was theirs. "Let's go!" she said. It wasn't a request. She grabbed his balls through his pants and squeezed.
Chet gulped and stood.
They walked to the stage. They were a good looking couple. He was 37, 5'10", with light brown eyes and big muscles from the weightlifting she made him do at least three times a week. She was 35, 5'5", with curly brunette hair and a firm, curvaceous figure that drew the eyes of men. He wore the required dress pants and sports jacket. She had on a pretty dress, cut low to show off her nice CC tits.
Once on stage, she grabbed his face with both hands and stared deeply into his eyes. "You know what I expect from you," she whispered. "You said you would do it. Now you must follow through, right?"
He gulped again and shook his head in affirmation.
She grinned, slid over an armchair that was in the corner of the stage and sat down. She would sit comfortably as he performed.
She checked the other couples in the room and felt her heart race. She wanted them to see a man serving the desires of a woman. She couldn't wait to have her fantasy come true.
"Take off your coat and shirt!" " she commanded.
Chet pulled off his coat and neatly laid it on the back of a chair. She enjoyed the fact that his hands quivered as he worked the buttons of his shirt. He got it off and laid it next to his coat.
He had a sexy chest and rippled abs. His work at the gym was pleasing to her eyes, as well as to her mind. It was visible evidence to her of his compliance. She felt her pussy getting moist.
"Off with the shoes and pants!"
"Go girl!" one of the audience members yelled.
She looked at the woman in the audience and winked at her.
He slid off his shoes, socks and moved his hands to his belt.
"Face the others," she said.
He turned towards them as he unzipped his pants. They dropped to the floor. What was revealed caused delighted gasps from a few of the women. Chet was wearing a special leather brief that she had bought just for tonight. It had a removable velcroed mesh patch where his cock lay. In the leather there were two holes through which his balls hung exposed.
"Nice!" said one of the ladies.
"Would anyone like to feel his balls?" she asked.
Two of the women from the booths came up to him and took turns squeezing his balls.
His cock grew much larger and the mesh and velcro barely held on.
""Put your hands on your head and turn around!" Rose told him.
He did so. The brief was thong style. His tight, round ass cheeks were visible. Just a thin piece of leather covered his butt crack. A few of the ladies sitting in the booths whistled.
Rose came over and slapped his cheeks a few times. Who is the boss?" Rose asked, between slaps.
"You are my boss!" Chet exclaimed. His ass was bright red.
She told the other two women near the stage to do the same. He groaned after each slap.
"Who do you please?" Rose demanded, as the two women slapped away.
"You and any woman you order me to please," he said.
"Good boy!" she said.
After more slaps, she had him turn around to again face the audience. She moved behind him, with his hands still on his head, and she ripped off the mesh piece that held his stiff cock shaft. The shaft shot out of its cage and bobbed in the air for a few moments, before settling, projecting straight out. It was huge and stiff and nicely framed by the remainder of the leather brief.
From behind him, with his hands still on his head, she stroked him. She loved how it felt both hard and soft at the same time. But more than that, she loved seeing the looks of the audience. The eyes of the women were big and hungry. The eyes of the men were small and uncertain.
"Care to join in? she asked the two ladies who had grabbed his balls. They didn't need to be asked twice. One of them again grabbed his balls, though this time more gently, and she proceeded to massage them.
