"Bonnie, he's coming!"
Veronika, a short woman with black hair that looked big in volume and from the eighties, jumped up and down on the spot.
The small club bounced with heavy music and the few people milling about paid her little attention. Bonnie, a tall redhead wearing a loose muscle shirt behind the bar, nodded and continued to clean a glass.
"Didn't you hear me? Veronika said with eager eyes.
"Yes, I heard you. Paul is shutting down the club right now," Bonnie said with a sigh.
"Hey, don't be glum. You should be honored they chose this spot!"
"I am. I just don't know what you and your friends," Bonnie looked at the other three women sitting around a table, glancing at her every now and then, "Got me into."
"A personal favor."
"That really doesn't answer me. Or why these four women are here," Bonnie said, motioning toward another four women that stood perfectly still in the corner, staring at something that didn't exist with smiles on their faces.
"This one is mine," Veronika said, grabbing a tall thin woman.
"Excuse me?"
"My champion, so to speak. For the contest."
"Yes, you keep telling me about that. And, that I have to swear I won't reveal what will happen down here, give you use of my club for the night and promise not to be a prude."
Veronika winced and then smiled. "Okay, so I'm asking a lot."
"You're asking a lot."
"But, I promise it'll be worth--oh, he's here!"
Veronika pointed to the main entrance. The music subsided as the DJ left. Paul locked the door behind the man that walked inside. He wore a long black trenchcoat and a suit underneath. He took off a black tophat and removed his sunglasses. A man that stood a foot taller than Paul. A man who looked like he should be a gladiator and yet wore refined clothing. He gazed with a cool look at the scene in front of him. He handed his coat to Paul and walked over to the women.
Veronika tried to keep her giddy feeling inside. The other three women that sat around a table now stood and walked beside Veronika.
"Ladies," the man said. His voice rumbled into something primal of Bonnie's stomach. She gulped.
"Judge. We are so glad you came. I've heard so many things about you!" Veronika said.
"Yes. You have," the Judge said. "You must be Veronika."
Veronika nodded.
"Nikki," the Judge said, pointing to a short, curvy Spanish woman, "Tiffany," he said pointing to the tall, skinny, dark-skinned woman next to her, "And Sammi," He said, reaching the end of the line with a busty blonde woman who looked more doll than woman.
"I congratulate you all for making it this far," the Judge said. "You will now show off your hypnotized submissives one by one. I will judge and one lucky winner will win riches beyond your wildest dreams."
The Judge sat down on a large lounge couch. He spread his legs. "All right, let's start the talent show. Sammi. You go first."
Sammi giggled, a high-pitched sound as she walked over in large stilettos and a tight dress to the four women standing without speaking or moving. She grabbed a woman in a corporate suit and dragged her over to the Judge.
"So, like, hi, I'm Sammi. And this is--"
"No real names. Give them that dignity, please," the Judge said.
"Right, sorry, sir. Uh, this is Submissive one! She was, like, my husband's divorce lawyer? She was all stuck up and stuff. Until I started drugging her drink. And then, I started having sessions with her," Sammi giggled at her joke, "And now I've made her into a perfect cock-slut. She, like, has watched so many cock-sucking videos? She craves it and like, is the best?"
"We shall see," the Judge said, unzipping his pants. A mammoth of a cock released from beyond that, causing all the women to gasp. Even Bonnie's eyes glued themselves to his cock.
"I will give her five minutes. I can control myself, so I will not cum. But, I will judge on what you say. The command you gave me works?"
Sammi nodded like an eager dog.
The Judge snapped his fingers. "Dinner time."
Submissive One's eyes lit up. She focused on his cock and started to breathe heavily. Her hands fondled her body. "Need cock," she chanted to herself.
She fell on her knees and crawled over to the Judge.
"Going for the most pedestrian approach, hmm?" Tiffany said with an air of disgust.
"Like, no man can resist a woman crawling to them with her eyes all wide and all, like, oh please let me suck your cock sir," Sammi said.
Submissive One gobbled the Judge's cock with little effort. The women's eyes went wide as they saw the Submissive take in the entire cock in her mouth.
"Holy hell," Nikki said.
They watched in silence and in awe. Submissive One used her head like a sex toy to coax the Judge's cock.
"The twists," Nikki said.
"The turns," Veronika said.
"Her lack of a gag reflex," Tiffany said.
Submissive One licked up and down his shaft, rolling and pressing her tongue in a spot between his head and shaft. Her hands grasped the cock as she continued this.
"Mmm, good use of eye contact, and frenulum play. Excellent," the Judge said, "Too many cock sucking programs focus on gag reflex and sucking. To use this exact skill, to know the anatomy of a cock is impressive. As is her touch."
Sammi giggled harder. "Like, I made sure she watched and learned so much about cocks!"
"Five minutes is up," the Judge said. He snapped his fingers. "Dinner is done."
Submissive One got to her feet, thick trails of saliva from her mouth. She stood, frigid and blank in her expression.
The judge put out his hand toward Bonnie. She looked at Veronika.
"Napkins," Veronika whispered.
Bonnie nodded and handed some napkins to Veronika. She approached the Judge. He wiped his cock clean.
"All right. An admirable start. Next."
