Scott counted himself lucky he had a large circle of friends. Most of them he'd met in college, others through work, some through mutual friends, they now formed one big group of 20 something's. It wasn't just single guys either, there were single girls too and some couples. Many of them lived near each other, saw each other very often, barbecued together, went out together. It was his social, business and emotional support group. One thing people in the group didn't generally do was date or become romantically involved with each other. That would make for jealousies and competition among friends and then there would be the fallout at the break up and people choosing sides etc. Even if there were some romantic feelings here and there, people sought their girlfriends, boyfriends, and romances outside the group, it was just safer that way.

Three of the girls in Scott's group of friends were Kary, Ginger and Jenny. He'd known Kary the longest ever since she'd been the one time girlfriend of his best friend Steve. In college Kary was into competitive gymnastics and figure skating. Now at age 26 she sold real estate, kept her athletic frame in tip top shape with regular workouts, and was known for her particularly pretty face, models smile, striking blue eyes, and charisma. Scott had met 24 year old Ginger about 3 years before through a work assignment. Her naturally red (actually kind of burning copper color) hair assured that she stood out in every crowd, which she would anyway with her big green eyes, compact little body and enthusiastic personality. Ginger had done some modeling but despite her striking looks and sexy body was just too short for fashion modeling. Words people used to describe her were dynamite, hot as a fire cracker, little volcano. Jenny was the youngest of the 3 at age 22. Originally a real estate friend of Kary's she was tall, slender, blond, and a great volleyball player.

Scott had just recently returned from a trip out of town during which the 3 girls had been looking in on Scotts house for him. Scott had noticed some strange things upon his return.like. someone seemed to have gone through his computer files.and he noted the cabinet drawer he usually kept locked was open while he was away.the cabinet where he kept his secret stash of submissive B&D and S&M material and writings.the rest being on his computer. None of his friends knew of his interest in B&D and S&M or in his desire to be the submissive.and he sure didn't want them to know!

Now that he was back he met the 3 girls at his house. Kary, Ginger and Jenny grinned at him eyes shining, white toothed smiles glowing.

"We know your secret."

"Yeah.sure.ah.what secret's that?" Scott replied feeling the first twinges of panic in his stomach, his heart beginning to pound.

"Oh.don't even bother to deny it.we read all your B&D fantasies. and down loaded them onto disk.everyone of them," Kary replied.

"Yeah.," Ginger recited from memory.

"He walked into the chamber. naked, chains tinkling, before dropping to his knees so his mistress could wield the paddle against his taut burning ass'.

Not only read them! But memorized them!. Scott knew mortified.

"So now we can go to Club Erotique," Kary continued.

"Because now we have a male slave."

Scott whirled around. He knew the girls had been dying to go to Club Erotique, the hottest and kinkiest night club in town for about a year, but unattached hetro women could only get in if they brought along someone as a male slave.and the girls could never get any of the guys in the group to do it.

"Now hold on." Scott began.

"I'm not going to."

"Yes. you are going to," Ginger demanded.

"Or. we can just tell all our friends about your secret and pass out your fantasies to each of them," Kary chimed in, grinning, her striking blue eyes locking with his.

"I'm sure you'll live it down.in say.never!"

The girls giggled.

"Of course.we don't want to do that. We only want to go to club Erotique.Besides you only have to play a slave. and its just for one night.none of the other guys are interested in that stuff.and your perfect for it."

The 3 of them looked at him with their most persuasive and flattering smiles. What else could he do?



The matter settled and the day being a Saturday they could go to the club that night and met later in the afternoon back at Scott's house so the girls could plan what clothes they'd wear. They each arrived with bags, giggly and excited. Ginger already had on her 'dom girl' pants.soft black leather that molded her firm little legs and hot ass perfectly. Once the girls had all got seated in the living room sipping some ice tea and pop they decided Scott's attire for the night should be the first order of business.

"Lets see what we have to work with," Kary began, as he stood by the coffee table in front of them.

"Get out of your clothes and get naked for us," her eyes danced merrily above the rim of her glass, seeming to enjoy his look of shock. Scott heard Jenny giggle.

"What.!" he managed to croak.

"Well its not like we all haven't seen you. almost naked. before.all summer.on trips.we've known each other for years."

"Kary.I don't think seeing someone in a skimpy bathing suit.or wrapped in a towel is the same as naked."

"Well that doesn't matter. you know your playing a slave.and nudity. is. required.your the one that writes about it all the time for Pete's sake.So stop wasting time."

"Yeah.that's right," Ginger joined in forcefully, scrunching up her beautiful face to try and look fierce.

"Strip. mister.NOW."

Scott felt as if he were in a dream.or one of his fantasies, he felt heat rising to his face, his heart pounding in his chest, as all 3 staring at him, with a trembling hand he began to unbutton his shirt. He continued to undress getting out of his jeans, briefs and loafers, until he stood naked before them. The air itself seemed to be prickling his bare body all over, his nipples tightening the utmost on his smooth chest. He knew he had a good body, lightly muscled and slender but athletic, no fat to speak of. He was surprised and not surprised to realize he was standing with his shoulders back and abdomen sucked in so he'd look his best for them, and while he was thoroughly humiliated at the rampant erection he was sporting, perversely he was also glad it was there so they could see it. He kept his eyes away from there's as he stood there, his face burning. Humiliatingly, he felt a flash of pride that none of them made any negative comments about his body, but that made his cheeks burn even more. When he did look down their faces looked flushed and excited. Ginger and Jenny were whispering to each other and giggling, mostly looking at his up standing erection.

"Turn around.slowly." Kary said, and he did so, so they could examine his ass his face burning anew.

"Well." Kary said,

"Lets get started."

Jenny and Kary had done some shopping earlier, and the first thing they pulled out was a wide black leather collar that they clapped around Scotts neck. It was a dog collar with reinforced silver grommets attached to it. They debated how close it should fit, cinching it so tight they had Scott coughing, until settling on the tightest setting where he could breath comfortably. Then Jenny pulled from a bag some black leather wrist and ankle cuffs. Kary and Jenny had trouble undoing the straps, getting them on his ankles, and when Scott bent over to see, Ginger stopped him with a sharp slap to his resilient buttocks.

"Uh.Uh slave boy stand up straight. and stay still."

The girls got the cuffs on without his help. Ginger looked thoughtfully at a scrap of material she held. She stretched it out. It was a male black g-string.

"Do you think it'll fit" Jenny asked.

"It will. if he can get it over. that," Ginger pointed at his erection, both of them dissolving into giggles.

Scotts face burned red again. The tiny scrap was thrown to him. Just a little triangle of nylon and lycra, a waist band, and a string to go up the crack of his ass. Carefully Scott got into it, having to bend his erection painfully, but once in it, it seemed to fit like a glove, a black pouch just covering his genitals, a black band around his sleek waist and a barely visible one between the cheeks of his otherwise totally bare ass.

The girls had purchased other possible outfits, but agreed that since his athletic youthful body looked great, and his belly was flat and hard and the g-string was a perfect fit, setting off his developed thighs and accenting his bare torso, they were making good progress. Jenny came over with a small box taking out 2 small baubles.

"Do you think he has sensitive nipples" she asked smiling mischievously as Scott stood there, handing one to Ginger.

"Of course he does" Ginger grinned.look. they haven't gotten soft yet. and the sensitive nipple theme is in almost all his fantasies."

Scott gasped as the first clamp bit into his nipple and then again as the second one went on. The nipple clamps were not that painful, but you certainly knew they were there. From the extended end of each dangled a little black tassel.

The girls stepped back to take in the effect.

"Woo.hoo" Ginger exclaimed clapping.

"Perfect" said Jenny.

"I agree." Kary added walking around him.

"Well. Scott has his outfit."

"What.!"

"I can't go like this.I.I'm.naked.and with.the.these on my nipples. I can't go in public like this.to a night club.I'd be seen.I could be recognized."

Kary lit up a cigarette, coolly regarding him.

"Your not naked.your nearly naked.and the nipple clamps are perfect. they set the whole thing off.and they'll help you keep turned on.the part about being recognized might be a problem.maybe we can get you a mask or something.but 'that' is exactly how your going to the night club and out in public.period.and you better not argue about it. ruin our time. or embarrass us there.or you'll be sorry."

"She's right baby," Ginger said slapping his bare ass casually.

"Now what do you girls think about 'our' outfits."



Scott was allowed to get out of his 'outfit' and dress while Kary, Jenny and Ginger decided what they would wear. In the end they decided on Ginger's look for all 3 of them. Black form fitting patent leather pants, black high heel boots, and the top of their choice. Then it was just a matter of waiting for that night.

Never it seemed to Scott did an afternoon pass so slowly or so quickly. He must have thought 100 times of some way to try and get out of it, and then thought if he even should. There was no doubt it was exciting, and that he was in a fog of sexual anticipation the rest of the day. After all, this was his fantasies coming true, but they was coming true with Jenny, Ginger, and Kary. his good friends, and they now knew all his fantasies, his inner most private thoughts, what would they think of him? What would their relationship be like after this, could he trust them not to tell all the rest of their circle of friends of his submissive desires. and then fantasies weren't supposed to come true. were they?

Kary must have called him 6 times to remind him to be ready, then it was 8:30 and the girls began arriving. Scott answered the door wearing his robe over his 'outfit'. Ginger was first to arrive and although all 3 of them looked hot, she looked hottest. Besides packing her tight little body into the glove like sexy pants, she wore spiked heeled black expensive boots, a low cut see through white blouse with a black half bra clearly visible beneath, had expertly applied make up to look sexy, bordering on savage, and had teased her natural copper hair into flame framing her face. Her little demi bra only covered the bottoms of her sleek little breasts and barely the nipples. Scott had never seen her looking so hot, her perfume so intoxicating. His cock, like any males cock would have, automatically hardened at the mere sight of her.