Pain and Humiliation

Sophie zipped up and buttoned the man's pants around his ankles then redid the belt, which would mean he would have to do undo all of that before pulling up his pants. She then went through some of the purses of the women waiting in line. She came back with a handful of supplies. She put pink lipstick and wrote "Sissy Boy!" between his belly button and penis. She also had a can of pepper spray. She put it in the man's hand, aimed it at his balls, and pressed his thumb down over the button trigger. Finally she put lipstick, eye shadow, blush, and eyeliner on the bouncer.

She stepped back, dumped all of her supplies in the purse of the woman closest to her and restarted time.

The bouncer sprayed the pepper spray on his balls. He then dropped the canister. He looked down at his exposed dick then the pain kicked in. "ARRGGGH!" He clamped his hands over her dick and balls. "Awwwwwrrgh!" He then pulled up his underwear. He reached down for his pants and pulled on them, but they only made it to his thighs. He kept groaning in pain as he struggled to get his pants up. He wobbled off into the club, crying in pain and struggling with his pants as the line of wannabe club patrons laughed and hooted.

"Shall we?" asked Sophie. She took my hand and led me into the club.

The bouncer had collapsed to his knees and a woman in a tight black dress was bending over him yelling at him. "Devin, what's wrong?!"

We pushed past into the area where the bar was.

Sophie pulled me to the edge of the dance floor. The music was deafening.

"Not really my scene!" I yelled.

"What?!" Sophie yelled back.

I just smiled and shrugged. I made a motion that I wanted a drink, but Sophie jerked her head towards the dance floor.