The metallic click made my cock twitch. I looked in the mirror and soaked in the sight. Jessie stood behind me dressed in a black tuxedo holding my leash in his left hand as his right rubbed my bare shaved chest. I was naked from the waist up except a black studded leather dog collar that looked and felt surprisingly comfortable.
"Do you like your collar?" Jessie asked as his hands roamed over my chest. His touch felt good and my cock strained in my pants as he toyed with my sensitive nipples. I always loved when my wife played with them and with Jessie it was no different.
"Mmmm," I cooed softly, "yes." My wife and I had dabbled with BDSN and I had always enjoyed it when she took control. Jessie was naturally in control and I liked the way it made me feel.
I wasn't wearing any underwear and my hard cock made a prominent tent in the crotch of my black dress slacks. Inside my slacks I wore a studded leather cock ring securely around my cock and balls keeping me painfully hard. Unlike the dog collar the cock ring was not comfortable but it was very erotic and I liked knowing it was there.
"Are you ready to go out and play?" Jessie asked as he tousled my hair. I had spent the morning naked doing chores for him around the house. He had me make and serve him both breakfast and lunch in the nude. During the day I wore just the cock ring which he had secured onto my dick immediately after my morning shower. Between and after his meals I cleaned, vacuumed and did laundry in the nude as he watched. He mixed flattering comments with humiliating requests and remarks keeping me continuously excited. I was not allowed to cum but twice during the day he had me kneel at his feet and suck his big delicious cock until he exploded in my eager mouth. His cum was delicious and I was enjoying my time as his slave. I was also looking forward to my night out under his control. There was something liberating about being under another person's direction and the fact that it was a man dominating me was somehow more erotic than if it had been my wife.
"Yes sir," I said softly as he moved closer to me and pressed his hard cock against my ass. One of his hands moved up my chest to my throat and he grabbed it firmly as his other squeezed my hard dick making me moan softly. His lips grazed the back of my neck and his hot breath tickled my ear sending shivers through my body.
"If you are good I will fuck you in front of an audience," he whispered firmly as he ground his hard cock enticingly against the crack of my ass. "You'll like that won't you slut."
His hard dominance was at odds with the soft sensuality of his soft lips and the sensation was incredibly arousing. My entire body was on fire and tingling.
"Yes sir, I would love that." I replied honestly. In addition to being submissive I was, at heart, an exhibitionist and the picture he had painted fell perfectly in line with my twisted kinky desires.
"Let's go my little fuck toy," he said as he turned toward the door and tugged my leash, "it's play time."
Jessie drove us in his car into the city 35 miles from my house. With traffic the trip took nearly and hour and he insisted the I spend the time getting and keeping him hard. I unzipped his pants and fished his gorgeous cock out of them. I slowly stroked him as strangers sat in their cars just a few feet away. The tinted windows of his Mercedes gave a modicum of privacy but if anyone looked hard enough they could see what was going on inside his car even if they couldn't tell who was doing it.
Jessie tugged on my leash and brought my head down to his lap as was sat at a light in the city.
"Suck it slut," he said sternly. His tone was deep and it demanded obedience. I quickly opened my mouth and engulfed his stiff dick with my hungry lips.
My head bobbed quickly over his cock as I slurped noisily on it. The head of his dick disappeared down my throat with each stroke and saliva spilled from the corners of my mouth. I had sucked him so many times that I could easily take his full length inside me and he was quickly approaching an orgasm as we turned off the main road and down a narrow one way street.
Jessie pulled me off his dick before he reached the point of no return and stuffed it back into his pants as we pulled up to valet parking in front of a swanky club called The Sanctuary. I had never heard of it before but the line of people waiting to get inside left no doubt that they catered to the gay and lesbian communities. I knew instantly that Tina would love the place and I suspected I would be back there with her when she returned home from her trip.
Jessie led me to the bouncer, a huge muscle bound man wearing a tuxedo that struggled to contain his enormous chest and arms. He waived us past without hesitation and I felt his eyes on me as Jessie tugged on my leash guiding me into the club.
My eyes adjusted to the dim light of the club and I looked around at the myriad of different people inside. The crowd ranged from butch to femme, twink to bear and somewhere in between lay Jessie and I. I had never been to a gay club but it was not much different from what I imagined. The music was loud and the bass thumped in my chest as my eyes scanned the crowd. We were far enough away from my house and at a place that I didn't think I would know anyone but I was relieved just the same that I didn't see any familiar faces. The club had four small elevated stages on which scantily clad men and women danced as eye candy, oblivious to the crowds below them.
I felt several hands touch my smooth naked torso as Jessie led me to the bar. He ordered us two glasses of scotch and told me to drink up. He rested his hand on my thigh as we sat at the bar and I was surprised at how comfortable he was at the club. I had assumed he was mostly straight when Tina first brought him home, a bisexual guy like me with a preference for women, but at The Sanctuary he was clearly in his element.
We sat at the stool sipping scotch and watching the crowd of people inside the club. The crowd appeared to self segregate with the women on one side of the room and the men on the other. My eyes were continuously drawn to the dancers on stage, both the men and women and I realized that as much fun as I was having with Jessie, it would have been even better if Tina was with us.
