Kate was stunning in her shiny white latex nurse's outfit and cap, white high heel boots and white leather posture collar locked about her slim neck with a silver padlock. Attached to a ring in the front of the collar William had clipped a metal chain leash which ended in a red leather handle, held firmly in his rubber-gloved hand. William wore a blinding white lab coat, steampunk goggles, a bright red latex shirt and black leather pants. His head was shaved. As they strode confidently through the fetish crowd, eyes turned to watch them.
Kate didn't touch alcohol, but William helped himself to one glass of cranberry juice and vodka, his drink of choice. Around them milled a cacophony of leather, latex, PVC and flesh. In one chair sat a striking black woman in a red latex Star Trek dress, by a table a buxom young woman in an extremely revealing pink rubber dress chatted up a man in a tight blue vinyl jumpsuit. William finished his drink, reached up to grasp the chain within a hands-width of her collar and pulled gently, yet firmly forward and down.
Holding the leash with his left hand, William bent Kate over his knee and slowly rolled up the back of her short white latex nurse's dress, despite her feeble protests. Revealing the white trimmed red latex underwear barely covering her lovely smooth cheeks, he ran his hands gently over them. They were oblivious (oblivious?) to the eyes now turning their way. He pulled his rubber-gloved hand back and brought it against the latex on her behind with a sharp, resounding SMACK! She gasped in a breath of air and let out a short, soft moan of pleasure. A few more eyes turned their direction as William drew back and landed his hand once more on her ass with a rubber-on-rubber CRACK! Kate yelped in delight. William looked around them and noticed several other couples kissing, fondling, and otherwise becoming engaged in their own love-play with Kate and him at the center.
When he failed to land another blow in a timely manner Kate turned her head to look up at him (not an easy task with her stark white posture collar locked onto her gorgeous neck.) Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated; they were close to pleading. He would comply, but only when he felt the time was right. When Kate finally dropped her head, hair falling across one eye, William let fly another sharp spank.
Her surprised gasp was cut short when William suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled, forcing Kate to arch her back and look him in the eye again. Kneeling between his knees, Kate could feel William's need pressing against her arm and he could clearly see her desire in her eyes. He helped her to her feet and took her leash in hand. Moving to a less public dark corner they left the other couples behind in various states of fondling, groping and clutching.
Trapping Kate in the corner William pulled her to him with a firm tug of the metal chain leash. Their lips met and he felt the intense heat welling up inside her. She wanted him, he wanted her, and he was determined to satisfy that hunger right there, right then. Grabbing her by the hair once again he forced her down to her knees. She ran her face greedily over the obvious mound in the front of his pants, yearning to set his cock free. She looked up at him once again and he knew she was ready. William reached down, unbuttoned the waist of his pants, opened the zipper and pulled them down enough to liberate his penis. Hidden from view by his lab coat Kate placed a hand around his cock and pulled it to her waiting lips.
She first took only the head, and as he squeezed hidden muscles it swelled enormously in her mouth, pressing against all sides. A moan escaped her as his powerful cock spread wide her jaws. Kate was careful to hold him back, wetting his hot shaft thoroughly with tongue and lips. He was too big to take in completely at this angle and she pressed her hand against his gentle forward thrust so she could see and appreciate him. His cock was engorged and hot in her cool hand; he could wait no longer. Kate took him in her mouth as far as she could, using her hand not only to stroke his shaft, but also to keep him from thrusting too deeply. She could feel herself getting wet, responding to his need with her own.