At this point might as well

You whimper and drool as you at the man. You are already so far in over your head, you really feel like you have ****. Plus... the thought of not having a real choice in the matter does turn you in a lot. You drop to all fours, and now realize the reason for the knee pads.

“Good boy! No wonder you said you had no limits...” he laughs as he attaches a leash to your heavy collar, followed by a “Ohh they are going to love you! Especially that sexy whimper of yours...” He smacks your ass hard, forcing a moan and whimper out from your gagged open lips. Being treated like this was... exilerating. You can feel your cock fully hard dangling beneath you, though there is little you can do about it.

“Awwww the puppy really likes this! We may just make this a normal position for you... or atleast, being on all fours! Now follow!”

He really didn’t need to say anything, as he held your leash tight. You tried your best to keep up with him. You didn’t see him in that sexual of a light at first but now...

He lead you back out to the bar, and clipped your leash to the end of the bar. “Now behave yourself pup, and follow all orders.” He leaves to manage the other boys coming in to work. From your spot, tied and horny, you get to see how the bar is run. Adam and one other guy are the bar tenders, while there are two guys as severs. The bartenders seem to both be doms, while the severs are subs with skimpy latex outfits. Both servers are wearing latex chaps, with their asses exposed to the world and cocks in chastity cages.

You could see a hot twink wearing only ankle and wrist restraints, walking into the middle door of three in one corner, while a guy dressed as a risqué latex bird climbs into one of the human sized cages hanging above the dance floor. You also see a manned chair in the back, but you can’t tell wether it is for a tattoo or a medical station. There were a few more workers, but you were distracted as Adam placed a dog bowl infront of you filled with beer. “Drink up if you want, may help you relax.”

You appreciate it, as despite your **** horniness you really are nervous. You bend down and start to lap up the beer, feeling even more degraded as you do yet you love it. Especially as Adam bends down and starts petting you and saying “Good boy! Who’s a good boy!” Really getting into character, you wag your ass happily at the praise. The praise breaks as a bell rings, and the bouncer allows the crowd to start filter in.