Encore!

All of a sudden the fantasy James had been made to live out ceased to exist and he was brought sharply back to reality. He wasn't female and neither was he on a catwalk. He was, however, fully naked and in front of a crowd whose undivided attention was on him. This crowd was a far more disturbing one to perform to though. He hated the way they looked at him, just staring intensely, some even touching themselves quite openly. All of these people were clearly getting off on his humiliation and there was nothing he could do about it. Worse still, James now had to perform the next part of his "act".

Feeling compelled to remain in the deep squatting position it had felt so hot to adopt just a few moments earlier James shut his eyes and thought of arousing fantasies to make himself hard. It was extremely difficult under these circumstances but he knew he had **** but to perform the command given to him and before too long his dick was hard. James began just fondling and caressing it a little at first, just how he liked it, keeping his eyes shut tight to try and block out the horror of the room full of perverts enjoying watching the degrading sexual act they had made him perform for them. At least the eerie silence, punctuated only by the occasional cough or groan, made it easier to pretend he was alone.

James continued to tug and stroke at his dick as his arousal levels became impossible to contain and he could feel pre-cum dribbling from his body and dripping onto the floor below. It was at that point he heard a shout, or to him a command.

"Open your eyes!"

Suddenly James could see the entire audience he was masturbating in front of. Some of them were masturbating too but nobody even cared or noticed as every single person there was staring only at him. This was horrific. However, even if he had been allowed to stop this James was now past the point of no return. With a few more tugs creamy goo began to spurt out of James's dick and onto the ground in front of him, some of it barely landing short of the front row. He could smell it and knew that everyone else could too. This was such an intimate act to perform in front of a group of strangers and knowing they were getting off on it made the situation even more shameful. After three more spurts of semen left his body James could feel that he was done and his cock began to shrink back into it's flaccid state. He was about to release it and stand back up when Amy's voice stopped him.

"Very good James, now I want you to hold that position while I speak to your audience."