This story happened while I was on an overseas study in London, England. It started when my friend and I went out to this venue. I'm not sure how he knew about it but I didn't question it. Thinking it was going to be a rock concert or a performance of some sort. I, of course, couldn't say no. However, I was totally wrong, but it was definitely a performance.
That's when it hit me. In that building I felt a fire inside of me like never before. It was a hunger that I yearned to satisfy. And that night I discovered that this was my
Ultimate Desire
.
The next day, when I was alone in my dorm, I set up the date. I paid one hundred pounds and accepted the terms and conditions. My heart was racing as I did so, having trouble believing that I was actually doing this.
The day had finally come and I had a mixture of nervousness and excitement. The past week had been the slowest of my life and I was so eager.
I had to wait for my roommate to fall asleep before I left my dorm. It was chilly out that night and I took a bus to where I needed to be.
I walked in and signed in. I was so nervous that I could hear my own heartbeat. The girl at the front desk was kind and told me where to go.
"They're waiting for you." She said.
I checked my watch, 12 o'clock, midnight. It was time. I walked through a hall and passed several doors until I stopped at mine.
"9"
My lucky number.
I walked inside and locked the door behind me. I surveyed the room that was about three by three meters and saw the instructions on the wall but didn't bother to read them because I already did countless times on the website.
In the middle of the room was a platform with two tall metal poles. On each pole were two sets of cuffs.
I gulped and started to undress. I took off my watch, my shoes and socks first, then my hoodie and shirt in one motion. I was there in my jeans and pulled them down too. I felt my whole body heat up as I slipped off my underwear, with my boner bobbing up and down. I put my clothes in a pile on the side and pressed the button on the wall.
Then I walked up on the cold platform. I put my ankles in each cuff first and pulled away from the poles, tightening them. My nervousness returned when I tried to take them off and couldn't. I did the same with my hands and waited.
The cuffs were tight yet comfortable. I knew what was coming and there was no turning back now. I couldn't help but notice my hard-on twitch involuntarily, I had a lot of mixed feelings at this point.
It was dead silent and I started to have second thoughts, but then a loud siren and flashing red lights took me by surprise. The chains from the poles slowly retracted, pulling my arms and legs away from, into a spread eagle. I tried to pull them back but they were too strong. What little mobility I had was now gone.
The room was restored with silence, but not for long as the platform suddenly vibrated. Fearing what was waiting for me, everything became surreal and I tried to shake my head to snap out of it. To my dismay I was still chained and looking down at my naked body in shame.
I quickly realized the platform was rising and looked up to see the poles approach the ceiling. "This is it." I thought and squeezed my eyes closed.
The poles opened flaps leading into a dark shaft and stopped. I felt relieved for a second, thinking they were going to shut it down. However, the platform shot up the shaft quickly! I had no time to prepare myself as the second pair of flaps opened.
I was immediately blinded by light, blasted with loud music and worst of all, hit with the roar of a crowd. My eyes adjusted and saw myself ten feet off the stage and in front of hundreds, no thousands of people!
Spotlights illuminated my naked body and I was displayed on giant screens all over the stadium, capturing every angle of me. I wanted the ground to swallow me up as my face burned red. Any pride and dignity I had was now lost.
A man with a microphone walked up on stage and spoke.
"Hello everyone! This is Rory. He's 19 years old and he is a college student from America. He comes before you, naked, for your own amusement!" He said, followed by cheering from the crowd. "See how humiliated he is? Look how badly he wants to go home!"
"He did this to himself!" The crowd yelled.
"That's right. He signed a contract saying he wanted this to happen to him, and he put himself in those restraints and we didn't force him into anything!" The man continued.
The crowd roared with laughter and I realized just how true his words were. Then, on the screens, footage was shown of me stripping and placing myself into the restraints. I was unable to cover myself and never felt so ashamed of myself as I did now, mostly because I knew I liked it. This is what I wanted and I got it.
Cables came down from the ceiling and attached to the poles. I knew that the night had only just begun as they lifted the poles into the air and spread me out even more. Now there was no doubt that every single person in the building could see me, but apparently that wasn't good enough so they carried me to the middle of the stadium.
There I was naked, spread out in the air above thousands. More spotlights were focused on me and my heart was racing fast as they slowly spun me around. They truly made sure everyone could see me.
Every inch of my body was in public view. The screens displayed my penis and balls and were dedicated to one screen and my bum on another.
