Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 8

I followed Master Jay out the door and we took the elevator to the garage. He looked so elegant in his tuxedo, which only made me feel so much more trashy next to him, in my tight pink rubber pants and my very small "faggot" t-shirt.

He looked down at me—as he is about 10 inches taller—and he smirked. "You look so cute," he said.

"Umm, thanks Sir," I said, and I could feel myself blushing.

The elevator door opened and I followed Master Jay into the garage. He has a cute red sports car. Because of my tight outfit, I just plopped  into the low seat. He put on loud music and drove off, not really engaging with me for the entire ride until we reached the venue. He parked a block away, which made me nervous.

"You said we'd be in the car until we reach the venue, Sir!" I exclaimed.

"Relax!" he said as he got out of the car and came around to open the door on my side and help me out. He picked up his jacket from the car and put it around my shoulders. Since it was so large, it even covered my bottom.

"Thanks Sir," I said and followed him toward the club. I wrapped the jacket around my chest to cover my obscene t-shirt and the print of  my chastity cage. I guess no one could see anything aside from my pink rubber leggings, but I still felt nervous with every passer by and I held tightly onto the jacket.

When we arrived, the bouncer greeted us, "hello Mr. Jay," he said.

"Hi Leo," Master Jay replied and fist-bumped him.

As we entered the club, I took off the jacket and handed it back to Master Jay. The club was on the more elegant side, fitting with Master Jay's attire, but not over the top. Master Jay was still more smartly dressed than others, though there were other elegant guys. And there were also some sluts like me.

Master John approached the bar and talked to the bartender. A couple of minutes later he walked over with a glass of wine for himself and a fruity planter's punch for me.

"Thank you, Sir," I said. It was a strong drink but I liked it.

A couple of tall athletic guys—a Black guy and a white redheaded guy—approached us and greeted Master Jay. "And who is this little sissy?" the redhead asked.

"She's one of the finsubs I've been using for a few months now. Got on a plane and came to visit me for the weekend," Master Jay said.

"You don't say?" the redhead reacted, smiling from ear to ear. "Well, a sub should know better how to greet another Alpha."

Master Jay rolled his eyes, but apparently was more amused than annoyed, as he was smiling. He took the glass from my hand and said, "go ahead faggot, kiss the feet of Masters Dre and GingerDom."

I got down on my knees and kissed the shoes of both of Master Jay's friends. The Black guy, Master Dre, caressed my head and as I started to get back to my feet, he pressed down to keep me on the floor. I stayed put while they engaged in conversation.

Then two more guys joined the circle. Also tall. What is it with tall guys hanging together? Master Dre pushed me toward them, to go kiss their shoes too. Then one of them, Latino, picked me up and grabbed my cage.

"That's cute," he said. "Does it make him more eager?" he asked Master Jay.

"Check for yourself," Master Jay answered.

Then the Latino guy inserted two fingers into my mouth. "Show me how eager you are, faggot," he said. "Suck on my fingers like it's my thick cock and you haven't sucked any cock in a month!"

I sucked hard on his fingers as he pushed in and out of my mouth. I held on to his muscular body and moaned as I continued to suck.

He fucked my face faster with his fingers. I moaned louder and the Latino guy said "make me cum, bitch!" and everyone burst out laughing. He took his fingers out, held my chin and spit into my mouth. Then he kissed me and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I held onto him. It felt so nice. I liked his big muscular body and how he penetrated my mouth with passion.

"Alright, that's enough," Master Jay said, pulling me back and holding me in an embrace from behind. My cage print was fully visible now to everyone.

"How long has she been locked?" Master GingerDom asked Master Jay.

"It's only during the day but every day, and more importantly, without cumming for the last seven days," Master Jay answered on my behalf. "I think that's fair for a first visit, and should be more than enough to ensure enough eagerness."

"Definitely," Master GingerDom said. "And she's a finsub, you said?"

"This fag was quite reluctant at first," Master Jay said, "but eventually handed over 4 digits."

"Not bad!" Master GingerDom said. "Why don't you go buy me a beer, for starters."

I stayed in place, looking at him for a moment, uncertain, as I wasn't his sub and I was worried about spending more money. As I looked him up and down, I noticed he had a rather thick bulge.

He noticed my gaze too and he stepped closer. His bulge definitely looked thick and I opened my mouth, feeling myself salivating. That didn't go unnoticed either. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me down on my knees. "Maybe you want to buy Master Marco a beer too, sissy?"

"Yes Sir," I said, staring at his thick bulge.

"That's right sissy, you like a ginger Dom to gape your cash pussy hole, don't you?" he said.

"Yes Sir!" I acknowledged.

"You want everyone to see your gaped cashhole, don't you, sissy?"

"Yes Sir!" I said.

"Well, two drinks are not going to do it, sissy," he said. "Why don't you come back with a tray holding a round of drinks for all of us. That's four beers and another glass of wine for Master Jay. And get another planter's punch for yourself. I bet you'll be even more fun when you're a little tipsy."

"Yes Sir," I said and finally got to my feet and walked toward the bar.