A dark room, a desk and a small stand.

Mitch walked into the room, it was completely dark, with the exception of a small desk with a piece of paper and a small-ish elastic ring, as well as a small platform that kinda looked like the interior of a changing room, with two handlebars for him to hold and a curtain that went up to his waist.

In the paper it said:

"Hiya mitchy~

Take off your clothes and leave them on the desk. Oh, also put the elastic band around both your dick and balls. Its a special gadget to count your score hun. After that, go to the stand, placing your feet on the marked spots and hold the handlebars TIGHT (you'll need them for the fun!).

Good luck~

-Madam Magda"

"Hah, I doubt I'll need to hold onto those when they are lining up to get on my dick" he thought to himself, stripping down in the dark. "But house rules are house rules." As soon as he placed the band, it auto-adjusted to his body, not feeling like its there at all.

"Get on the platform to start the game!" Magda's booming voice was heard all around the auditorium, and he did as told.

"yeah, the only instruction you'll be yelling out is 'harder mitchy!' when i'm balls deep in your pussy" he thought to himself, but that train of thought got interrupted by his hands and legs suddenly being restrained as the whole platform suddenly rushed onto stage, where magda and her companion, Giovanna were awaiting him, as well as an unseen audience.

Giovanna was her co-host. A very rowdy, and especially strong, black cat lady, with a few white splotches. While she wasn't anywhere as voluptuous as Magda by a long shot, she made up for that by having a very sizeable bulge between her legs.

"SO! Lets get introductions in order!" Magda said. "Hiya Mitchy~ Welcome to our secret show" Magda said

"Heey~ You babes couldn't wait to get me naked huh?" he replied, but in turn recieved a giggle from magda and a sneer from Giovanna "Can I just rip his balls off and be done with it?" the buff, black-furred cat spat. Mitch could almost feel his nuts retract from that threat.

"noo~ we have way more fun to be had with Mitchy here~" magda cooed. "Now, let me introduce some things:" She said, waving a small, phone-sized screen to the unseen audience "Mitchy over here is wearing our special elastic band. It will track every bit of function of how his weenie and eggs are doing."

"So if I do this" Magda turns and flashes her breasts to Mitch, earning a few beeps from the controller "Whoa cowboy calm down, you don't want to shoot your load before we start" Magda said looking at the screen. "It also has a lot of fun, fun functions to toy around!"

"We can make him feel things downstairs, alert other girls to him and even make him cum on command!" Magda continues, with Giovanna adding "..that last one is useless. a breeze can make this fucking quickshot go off" She said, earning a few laughs from the audience.

"Yeah right as if you could, washboard girl" Mitch spat back. Both Magda and Raquel looked angrily at him and said in unision "Bad Mitch, punishment time!" pressing a button on the controller.

As if it was magic, he felt as if his nads got punted into his lungs. "Ain't technology great? Just be careful hun, the punishments can break things down there."

Giovanna added "and since you agreed to this game, your pathetic dick and balls are our property until the end of it. and by the way, trying to take off the band will activate a very handy _elastration _function, which means..." she made a 'scissors cutting' sign right in front of the curtains covering his manhood.

"What the fuck did you crazy bitches did to me!?" he yelled, in a panic

Magda smirked "We got you into the..." she and Giovanna said in unision "PUNISHMENT GAME!"

A flash revealed the all-women audience, the small auditorium fairly full. "These are all the girls whom you left unsatisfied, sad and or angry in your harassment spree, Mitchy~" she waved at the audience "and they wanted to punish you~ so they sent you to me."

"The rules are simple, we'll put you in an embarrassing and difficult challenge. Win and earn your salvation, or lose, and suffer the consequences." She stopped for a brief second "But to decide we need to see what you are packing downstairs hun. WHADDA YA SAY GIRLS, LETS PULL DOWN THE CURTAINS HERE?"

Mitch felt a chill down his spine as the audience cheered yes.