Another Surprise at the Gym F M Sexfight and More part 1
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A long time ago, I heard that fear and sexual arousal are in the same category of emotions. Being humiliated in front of women has been a fantasy of mine since puberty, but I was nonetheless afraid when faced with the reality of it. I had no idea what would come next. Despite my anxiety, or perhaps because of it, my cock was as hard as a rock.
Cory had no respect for me at that point. She pulled her loincloth aside, planted her clit perfectly against my mouth and yelled, "Lick it!"
I licked her. I sucked her. My mission was to satisfy her. I was so taken by her, I would do everything in my power to pleasure her. I would make beautiful, sweet love to her clit with my tongue and my lips. Humiliating as it was to lose to this tiny powerhouse, I would do as I was told. It didn't take long before I forgot about holding up my thong. Cory was right. I wanted to be naked in front of all these women. I lost the fight and I wanted to be humiliated and degraded by her for it. I no longer cared about hiding it. I wanted the audience to watch my ultimate surrender.
Cory started to squirm. She raised up enough to pull my arms out from under her, then squatted on my mouth again. She took hold of my wrists and brought my hands to her chest, leaned her head back and bathed in the pleasure of my hands exploring her breasts, and my tongue licking her splendid, bald pussy. The crowd responded with enthusiasm.
She said, "That's it. You're mine now. Be a good slave for me and the girls."
It was a privilege to be dominated by Cory regardless of the circumstances. She owned me and I would be a good slave.
Cory laid the front flap of her loincloth over my face. If I turned my head to either side, all I could see were her thighs.
The crowd noise suddenly escalated. I assumed it might be because Cory's excitement was elevating, or perhaps Margot was doing something outside the ring. I had no clue what was happening. I just kept flicking my tongue on her.
Someone started feeling my cock. Waves of fear and anticipation ran through me. I couldn't see beyond the flap of material covering my face but I felt Cory's body twisting above me. I knew she was turning to see what was going on.
My thong was being pulled down. My cock popped out. The crowd cheered. My rock hard cock was being stroked while my thong was slowly being removed. Soon, the thong was below my balls. I spread my legs to prevent its removal but a strap was quickly wrapped around my legs just below the knees and cinched my legs together. They knew exactly what they were doing.
Cory moved her pussy squarely onto my mouth and she began diddling herself.
The crowd cheered for my complete submission and humiliation. Once my thong had been pulled to my knees, the strap was released and my thong was removed. I was helpless to stop the assault, but knowing Cory was watching elevated my excitement. I penetrated her with my tongue.
A hand began stroking my cock again while another fondled my balls. Despite not knowing who was stroking me in front of everyone... or maybe because of not knowing, I entered a zone I'd never experienced before. Was it Margot? I hoped it was Margot but I know what Margot's hand feels like from our match. Margot has small hands. It felt larger than Margot's hand, but it didn't much matter whose hand it was. It felt incredible.
Cory continued to ride my face. Her intensity was growing as she watched me respond to the handjob I was receiving.
Margot pulled Cory's loincloth off my face. She was standing directly in front of Cory and looking down at me. Obviously, it wasn't Margot stroking me. The mystery intensified my excitement as I had the magnificent view of Cory's tits and Margot in her Dom attire.
Cory turned back around and looked down at me watching her. Her eyes fluttered from the sensations. I knew she was getting off on how much I was enjoying the view. She was losing control of herself. Then she said, "I like your hard-on," and turned back around to watch some more. Knowing she wanted to watch excited me.
Margot pulled my arms over my head and tied my wrists with Cory's discarded top. My feeling of helplessness only served to increase the intensity of the handjob I was receiving. I was beginning to thrust my hips, squirming as the sensations intensified and my orgasm neared. I was on the verge of cumming when my stroker briefly let go. My cock was pulsing uncontrollably but even with all this taking place, I never let up licking and probing Cory's pussy.
Cory humped my face hard and tensed up. I knew she was about to cum so I gradually increased the speed of my tongue and raised my head to apply more pressure on her. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face even tighter into her. It hurt but I didn't care. My purpose was to satisfy her.
Cory finally leaned over and let out a moaning scream while stroking herself hard and fast. She was shimmying and shaking her tits above my face. The woman I couldn't see went back to stroking my cock and fondling my balls. Cory bounced on my face without a care as to whether or not she might be hurting me. Her orgasm seemed never-ending. I watched her intense stages of vulnerability as she came hard, occasionally looking up at the cheering crowd. She was humping and moaning, twitching and screaming throughout her intense orgasm and she continued to hump my face long after she peaked. I couldn't believe my luck. I got to pleasure Cory. My purpose was served. I'd been her good slave.
Gradually, Cory drifted back into reality. I was on the verge of cumming when once again, the stroking stopped, leaving me frustrated.
Margot said, "Let's move him."
It began to dawn on me that everything had been carefully choreographed, but I guess I missed the rehearsal. It was as if, all I'd gone through so far was planned ahead of time and every response I made played perfectly into their plan. They seemed to know what I'd think, what I'd feel, and how I'd respond, yet I had no clue what was coming next.
Cory slowly stood up. I was excited to find out what my stroker looked like, but there was no one. Someone had been behind Cory and stroking my cock, but I had no idea who it was or what she looked like. It was a mind fuck. All I knew was, it wasn't Cory, and it wasn't Margot.
Cory and Margot dragged me to the corner. They sat me upright with my back against the post facing the center of the crowd that surrounded me on three sides. Margot tied each of my wrists to the post above the top ropes with satin straps. Once my wrists were secured, she tied my legs to the bottom ropes, putting me into a spread eagle position.
Being vulnerable and afraid increased the intensity of the fantasy. Having no control over what was being done to me was erotic enough, let alone that it was happening in front of so many women. The women were getting exactly what they paid for and I was immersed in it. It was my fantasy. It was my reality. I would've done anything for them.
Cory danced slowly in front of me in her loincloth while fondling her tits. She had a wanting look on her face I found irresistible. She was fully aware of how much she turned me on. I felt pure desire for her and she knew it. She gyrated slowly for my benefit. I was in a trance, captivated by her sexuality. Then Margot put a blindfold on me, leaving me only my last vision of Cory dancing.
Nothing happened for at least five minutes. My hard-on wilted. The crowd had become relatively quiet. I wondered what was happening and what was coming next. Was anything coming next? I became apprehensive. What just happened? Is that all? Was it over? It couldn't be over yet. I wondered why I had been left there so long with nothing happening.
I couldn't stand it any longer so I asked, "What's going on?"
Cory fired back at me, "Just be quiet, slave. Have you forgotten? We're on my terms here. You'll be our toy when we're ready to play with you and not before. In the meantime, just sit there and imagine how weak and vulnerable you look. You're a naked and helpless little boy. We can do anything we want to you and you'll have no say in the matter. I could have everyone here gang-bang the fuck out of you if I wanted, and you'd be powerless to stop it."
That put a level of fear into me. I decided to shut up.
Finally, the crowd noise erupted. Extreme fear welled up in my belly as I imagined women wearing strap-ons headed in my direction. Still, my cock began to stiffen. Within a few seconds after the crowd noise escalated, someone was fondling me again. The crowd volume raised even louder than before. I didn't know who it was or what she looked like but after what seemed like an eternity of nothingness, my cock responded immediately to being handled again.
Could it have been Shauna Johnson, the owner and founder of the club? I'd never seen her before. I never saw any of her videos. I had never heard of Shauna Johnson, yet imagining it was her, turned me on even more.
I knew Margot's voice. She said, "You're going to suck cock for all these women."
My stomach rolled over and waves of fear ran through my body. Please don't tell me there's a man involved, I thought. I said, "That's not going to happen."
Margot said, "Oh yes, it will," and I felt something touch my lips.
It terrified me at first until I realized it was a rubber dildo. Once I knew what it was, my fear subsided. I opened wide and Margot pushed it into my mouth.
The women went wild, cheering me on yelling, "Suck that cock." I delved into it, knowing they would appreciate my efforts. I showed my enthusiasm and gave them exactly what they were calling for. I was their humbled sex toy, willing to give myself up completely for them. The fantasy of letting go of all inhibitions for their pleasure turned me on to the max. I sucked the dildo with reckless abandon while my stroker caused me to moan, breathe hard and even drool as I came ever closer to orgasm.
As a man who fantasizes about being sexually dominated and humiliated by women, the thought of a woman, or women making me suck another man's cock was a fantasy I often visited. It usually happens when I haven't cum in a while and I'm feeling especially depraved. I've always known, were I to be confronted with that situation in real life, I couldn't allow it to happen. I'm not gay. I'm not even bi, but in the fantasy realm where women make me do it because they are turned on by it, it's one of my especially filthy, erotic fantasies.
My ecstasy increased with their enthusiasm. I was not only living my fantasy, I was acting out theirs and that excited me even more.
Suddenly, the stroker stopped and I felt a pair of lips take over. The sensation of getting a blow job while hands fondled my balls was forcing me to the brink of orgasm. I was squeezing my ass cheeks together and pumping my hips. I was sweating, breathing heavily and moaning as I sucked the dildo, but before I was granted release, she stopped. I was frustrated again. I wondered why I wasn't allowed to cum. I began feeling overly stimulated.
My cock was wilting again when Margot said, "What if I told you it was a man who had stripped you? Would that turn you on? What if I told you it was a man who had been stroking you? What if I told you it was a man sucking your cock? Would that get you hard again?"
Oh the depravity, to be sucking a dildo while another man was giving me head in front of an all-female audience that was loving it.
I didn't know how to respond. I felt awkward but it was apparent the women were extremely excited, watching a man suck me off. Some women were still yelling, "Suck that cock!" Were they yelling at me to suck on the dildo, or was it directed at (the man?) who was sucking my cock? It didn't matter. It became even more arousing and I was unable to resist diving into the fantasy. They wanted nothing less than our degradation as we performed before them.
The sucking stopped. I felt two bare arms reach around from behind me, then lube was squirted all over my cock and balls. Before I knew it, I was receiving a two-handed, lubed handjob - one hand stroking and one hand lightly touching my balls, my taint, and my ass. I heard Cory's voice from right behind my head. She asked, "Do you like that?" It felt incredible. I embraced my surrender.
"Yes."
Cory knew when I was ready to cum and she'd stop stroking long enough for me to lose the intensity, then she'd begin again. The tease and denial were ecstatic torture and caused me to twitch and gyrate, hump and moan. The more she tortured me, the louder I moaned, and the louder the crowd became.
Margot stopped pumping the dildo in and out of my mouth but I continued to bob my head on it. The crowd's cheering began to increase in intensity when the dildo was pulled from my mouth for a few seconds, then inserted again only this time, it wasn't a dildo.
A shock wave ran through my body when I realized I had a real cock in my mouth. My first instinct was to pull away despite the crowd wildly yelling, "Suck that cock!"
This was the next stage in my fantasy but I was compelled to spit his cock out and turn my head away. I tightened my lips to prevent further penetration. I refused to suck it. Though I'd been turned on to the max and brought to a point where I was recklessly uninhibited beyond any sexual situation I'd ever experienced, this was something I simply could not do. I had committed to do anything Cory wanted, but this was a step too far.
Cory stopped stroking me and yelled over the crowd noise, "Oh no you don't! You said you'd do anything! I'm going to hold you to it! You're going to suck that cock!"
His cock was hard as it poked me in the cheek. I felt it sliding across my tightened lips. I turned my head from one side to the other to avoid it.
Cory leaned into my ear and softly said, "You won't get a dime if you don't suck that cock. It's already been in your mouth. You already know what it feels like and what it tastes like. Suck it and you'll make fifteen grand. Don't suck it and you'll get nothing. It's in the contract. Do what the winner wants and you'll get paid, and what I want is to watch you suck that cock. It'll turn me on like crazy. You want to turn me on, don't you? I know you want to turn me on."
I had never engaged in any kind of homosexual behavior in my life but I had already made plans for the money. Was it worth losing fifteen grand just because I couldn't stand having some guy's cock in my mouth? Suck cock and I'd be free of debt. Don't suck it and my life won't change. My inclination was to spit out the taste, yet my fantasy kept reappearing in my mind. This was what all these women wanted to see. I was the focus of their attention just like in my most depraved fantasies. My naked vulnerability was turning them on. They were excited to watch my complete surrender and they were calling for me to suck that cock.
Cory said, "Do you have any idea how sexy you look? I loved seeing you tied in the corner when Margot wrestled you but you look even sexier now. I've fantasized about you in this exact situation since that day. I've masturbated to this fantasy. I love watching a restrained man being made to suck another man's cock. It turns me on more than you know. Do this for me. There's nothing to fear. If you want me, you'll do it for me."
Once she said that, the pressure was off. I didn't have to worry about what anyone else thought. It was what all these women came to see and why I was paid so much. More importantly, it was what Cory wanted and because Cory wanted it so much, it turned me on like crazy. I desperately wanted her to stroke me again. She was waiting for my answer.
I closed my eyes. The reality I faced faded into fantasy. I turned my head, faced forward and opened my mouth. When his cock entered, I tightened my lips around it and forced my tongue against the underside of his shaft.
Cory began stroking me again. She said, "That's my good slave. I love watching you, all hard and excited to suck cock for us."
My cock became so hard it hurt. Until now, I had only imagined giving myself up to this extent.
Margot was standing next to me. She removed my blindfold. A young, well built, dark-haired guy was standing naked before me with his cock in my mouth. He was still wearing his pink socks and pink tennis shoes. It was one of the waiters. Margot had a leash in her hand that was attached to a dog collar around his neck. She said, "Meet my slave, Charlie."
His knees were bent slightly and he was hanging onto the top ropes. His balls were shaved. As he thrust his hips forward and back, I bobbed my head opposite his thrusts, applying pressure under the head of his dick with my tongue.
Cory knew exactly how to control me. She would stroke my cock slowly, squeezing with every upstroke, then barely holding on with very light pressure on the downstrokes. I couldn't help gyrating in my restraints. Every time I twitched, the crowd responded. She'd stroke me fast and hard and I'd tense up, hoping she'd take me over the edge... but she wouldn't. When I was on the verge of cumming, she'd stop. Once I'd begin to relax, she'd start stroking again. I was on a tease and denial roller coaster.
Charlie continued pumping and I kept sucking.
Cory stopped stroking and climbed into the ring next to me. She untied my right arm and squirted more lube on my cock. She said, "You're going to jerk yourself off in front of all of us and when he cums in your mouth, you're going to cum with him."
I felt completely helpless and submissive to Cory's demands. Her beauty put me deeper into submission. I felt compelled to obey her. I began stroking myself as Cory lightly fondled my balls and thrust the lube-coated dildo in and out between my ass cheeks. It was at the wrong angle for penetration but it gave me incredible sensations. My asshole felt every thrust.
Charlie's cock was tightening and he was breathing heavily. He began moaning loudly and so did I. He was on the brink. I was on the brink. I thought Cory might frustrate me again and stop me from stroking myself, but she allowed me to continue.
Charlie's moans increased in volume until he screamed and I felt the first shot of warm, salty cum hit the back of my throat, then the next shot, and the next. I heard his screams above the cheers from the crowd. I was trying to swallow but some was dripping out of my mouth, down my chin and onto my chest. I continued to suck his cock while bobbing my head forward and back and he continued to scream. I was overwhelmed by how exciting the humiliation was in front of cheering women.
Margot yelled, "Don't pull out, Charlie! Keep pumping!"
His knees were buckling as he clung to the ropes for support.
I stroked myself hard and fast while Cory continued fondling my balls and thrusting the dildo. I was sweating, trembling and twitching from the sensations and the scene I was the star of. I had been on the brink for so long. I could hear how much the women loved watching me take Charlie's load in my mouth. This was the most I had given myself up for anyone and finally, I got my release.
I was still thrusting my head forward and back when I mumbled out a scream and shot my load all over Charlie's legs and balls. I came with such intensity, I couldn't restrain my screams any longer and I sprayed Charlie's cum all over his cock and balls. When Charlie's cock popped out of my mouth, Margot grabbed it and began stroking him while fondling his balls from behind. She smeared my cum mixed with his all over his balls and my chin as his cock continued to spit in my face. Cory shoved my face into his balls and told me to lick. He kept screaming as I did what I was told. I licked every inch of his scrotum and his taint, tasting his cum mixed with mine. I was screaming and cumming like never before as the crowd erupted with appreciation. They obviously loved seeing Charlie and me twitching, screaming and yelling unintelligible, loud utterances.
A beautiful, Native American looking woman came into my view from behind me. She was strong looking and thick waisted with big, fully exposed natural boobs, wearing only a g-string. She grabbed my right hand and tied it back to the top of the post.
I was immobilized again when Cory took over stroking me. The sensation became unbearable as she stroked my overly sensitive cock. I was screaming, squirming and bouncing, thrusting my hips from side to side, trying to escape her grip but she continued despite the unbearable torture she clearly knew she was inflicting. She was laughing at me and enjoying every minute of my painful, tickling torture.
The crowd cheers were louder than ever. It was an ecstatic nightmare and they were enjoying every second of my torment. I thought I'd pop a blood vessel as I was straining helplessly and screaming for her to stop. Finally, as my cock began to soften, Cory slowed her rhythm. It still was torture but less intense. My cock eventually wilted. She gently fondled my balls, soothing me as I twitched my way back to normalcy.
Cory leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. Then she untied me. The crowd was clapping and cheering, showing their approval. I was glad they were pleased. Charlie and I collapsed on the mat as twitching masses of gelatin until we finally started to regain our bearings. Cory reached over to stroke my cock occasionally just to watch me twitch some more until it finally had little effect.
Charlie got up and staggered to the ropes. He left the ring and disappeared.
I looked over at Margot. She was looking at me with a big smile on her face as I laid naked and spent on the canvas. She laughed and said, "Still not a chance."
I thought I was smart when I said, "That's Ok. Your first offer was five grand. I got you to triple it."
Cory pumped my ego back up when she said, "Would you still like to take me to dinner?"
I said, "Of course I would."
She said, "Go clean yourself up. Get dressed, and come have a drink with me. What do you drink?"
I said, "Beer would be fine - any kind."
After I cleaned up, I went back and Cory was sitting at a table by herself. She had her halter top back on. When I sat down at her table, I had a lot of women coming up to me to tell me what a good job I'd done. It was embarrassing. All I said was, "Thank you."
Cory told me she enjoyed how I responded better than anyone they'd ever recruited off the street. She asked, "Have you ever sucked a man's cock before?"
I said, "No. I've never even touched another man's cock."
She said, "Well, you wouldn't know it. You went after it like a sex-crazed, homo. I don't think I've ever seen Charlie cum so hard - and you came even harder than when you wrestled Margot."
"Holy shit!" she said with a bit of laughter. "You spit Charlie's cum all over him. You put on a stellar show!"
I wasn't sure that was a compliment but I was glad she enjoyed it.
She handed her card to me and told me to call her. She said she looked forward to hearing from me. Then she got up and left.
Margot came over with an envelope filled with cash. It was too full to seal up. On closer inspection, I noticed a check in front. I pulled the check up to look at it and sure enough, it was a printed check, made out to me for $15,000. I didn't know how much cash was there. I wasn't about to count it out then, but it looked like a lot of money - mostly hundred dollar bills. There was at least $5,000 in tips. I was elated that everything went according to the agreement. I was incredibly well paid and I made a lot extra in tips.
I felt a bit overwhelmed. I knew it was a contractual agreement, yet receiving all that money for an amazing night of sex blew my mind. Of course, I felt a level of shame and regret for sucking cock, but would I do it again for that kind of money? I believe I would. That was the easiest $15K plus I'd ever earned and I must admit, the humiliation got me as turned on as I'd ever been.
Margot said, "Well... it looks like you'll get your dinner date with Cory. Congrats on that. I told you she liked you." Margot said, "It was a pleasure to have you here. Thank you. You performed beautifully." Then she said, "After you finish your drink, you may leave," and she got up and left me at the table alone.
A handful of women came over to make conversation while I drank my beer. A couple of them tried to proposition me. They were all wearing wedding rings so brief conversation was as much as I'd allow, although one woman asked if she could hire me to wrestle her husband. I didn't know what to say. She handed me her card and told me to call her if I was interested. Frankly, that was the last thing I wanted to think about at the moment, but I kept her card. I finished my beer and left with the excitement of knowing I'd be calling Cory to make dinner plans. There was something about her. Even beyond her looks, I found her irresistible. I was anxious to get to know her better.
Oh... and there were $9,250 in the envelope. I made almost $25K in one night. I can't even imagine what it's like to be able to throw that kind of money around, but I was damn glad to be the recipient of it. I thought, maybe I'm in the wrong business. I made almost as much in one night as I make in five months on my job, and this was a lot more fun.