My breath whooshed out of me as the door slid open on silent hinges. The ring on the collar was getting quite a lot of use as Maddox used it to guide me into the dimly lit room.

I couldn't see much, but I could hear everything. The scent of arousal wafted through the air, sounds of pleasure and pain creating a cacophony.

Once my eyes had adjusted, only Maddox's grip kept me up when I tripped over my own feet. A wave of lust so strong that it nearly knocked me to the floor caused all the blood to rush towards my dick.

I couldn't pry my eyes from the demonstration atop a stage at the center of the large room. An St. Andrew's Cross took predominant center stage, with a naked man strapped spread eagle across its surface. The man faced the crowd with a blindfold tied snugly around his head, a purple leather collar standing starkly against the subs' dark toned skin.

A second man reverently placed instruments on a table to the right of the cross. A bell and ball gag appeared in the man's hands, which were promptly handed and applied to the quivering sub, respectively. A cock cage encased the bound man's sizeable length, where it twitched and fought.

Wearing the same mask as Maddox, and only a pair of faded black jeans, the blonde man reached into a glass and plucked out an ice cube to show the spectators of his next move. The dom circled his subs perked nipples with the ice. The man on the cross jolted.

The ice cube ran down his rippled stomach, leaving a frosty trail of water. He whimpered for all to hear.

In an unexpected turn of events, the blonde released the straps holding his partners arms and legs.

"Is it over?" I quietly questioned Maddox.

With a smirk he replied, "Not even close, pet." The pet was accentuated with a grab to my ass. Maddox's large hand relaxed it's grip after a moment, but left it sitting on the swell. A quick smile fluttered across my face.

The Master gently guided the collared demonstrator to face the cross, before once again strapping his extremities to the padded wood.

One of Maddox's hands began to play with the laces on my crotch as the demonstrator selected a large dildo slicked in lube. I clenched my ass at the sight, feeling empty. As if Maddox could sense my feelings, he shifted behind me so I could feel his steely erection.

I rocked back into the hardness. Maddox grunted when I reached back a hand to clasp his hair. I felt a small rush of air as my cock burst free from my pants. I gasped in shock and outrage at discovering he had untied the laces, but it quickly turned into a spine tingling pleasurable moan.

Maddox's smooth hand gripped the base of my cock, slowly jacking me off to the sounds of the cane creating stripes on the demo subs ass. Keening, pleas, moans, echoed from the stage.

I hadn't realized I had squeezed my eyes closed, but they flew open when Maddox held my cock down as he began relaxing my pants. My chest heaved. I was ready to indignantly spin around to give him a piece of my mind when I caught sight of the demo couple once again.

The dom slapped the rosy subs ass, who threw his head back on a cry. An image flashed behind my eyes. It wasn't the pair on stage at the moment, it was Maddox and I. Maddox's glove hand massaged my heated globes, bright stripes still apparent from the cane. I could feel the dildo deep within me, creating a dizzying array of lust and need.

Maddox's heated breath wisped across my neck before a pleasant tingle spread across my body. My mind snapped out of the fantasy.

"See how much his body craves his Master's manipulations? Like how much your body begs for mine."

"God, yes. I need you so bad, Sir."

I couldn't see Maddox's face during the pause, but I felt a rock form in my stomach at his next words.

"We're leaving," Maddox practically growled.

Had I done something to upset him?

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