The swing

Lubin guides you over to the section of the club with multiple play stations. You see now that the night is in full swing, many of them are in use by various couples, such as the dominatrix looking mistress dual wielding floggers on a large man’s back as he is bound to a saint andrews cross. Lubin guides you through, being careful not to cross the tape border of any active play station until he finally reaches the area he is looking for, a leather fucking swing hanging by chains from the ceiling.

“Are you ready for this Sam?” He asks, obviously both excited and nervous of scaring you off. You give a big smile in return, stating “nervous and excited in equal measures, honestly, but I trust you. Let’s do this!”

Lubin squeezes your hand tight before directing you take your panties off and sit in the chair. You try to seductively remove them, but on your heels it comes off as more awkwardly cute. You hand him your bright red latex panties and hop onto the swing. He stuffs your panties hanging from his back pocket before descending upon you, quickly adding leather locking ankle and wrist restraints, then locking them in place on the swing. This leaves you in an awkward frog spread, with your ass and hardening cock exposed to the entire club as Lubin secures the binds. You start to blush, until he comes from behind and suprised you with a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Don’t worry pet, you are going to love this...”