Public orgy

You and Voloria watch as the customers sip their drinks. At first they appear antsy. Their breathing grows heavy, and they get flush. Soon couples are making out then people who appear to be strangers start making out. As the aphrodisiac takes a greater hold, some of the couples start pulling off each other's clothes.

Once the first man starts fucking a woman against the bar, others join in, and soon at least ten couples are having sex. Some on table tops, some on the floor, and some against the bar.

A crowd starts to gather and gawk at what is going on, but no one does anything to interfere.

As you and Voloria look on, you have another kinky idea. I wish that for the next month, any time a woman sits on one of this place's bar stools, she feels like she has a large, vibrating dildo in her, and I wish she is unable to get off the stool until she orgasms, and I wish she can not tell anyone what is happening during her experience or after.

Done, Master.

"Call me Chris."

"As you wish, Chris."

You take Voloria's head and passionately french kiss her while you listen to the sounds of moans and cries of passion.