Private Dance (OpenTGC Re-Post)

Liam shook his ass as twenty dollar bills rained down upon him. It was not his proudest moment by any means, but he felt this was the only way to catch up with his debts. The only reason he was able to dance at his local stripclub was because he stole his Sister's enchanted collar. With it, he could change his body and mind at will, allowing him to create 'Layla'. She was growing in popularity quickly thanks to the collar's power gifting him with dance skills and a body that all the other dancers were jealous of. But with that popularity came his downfall.

"Layla, you have a client asking for a private dance." One of the girls smiled, taking over for 'Layla' on the podium. "Looks like a big spender!"

The client in question was someone Liam knew, though thankfully there was no way of this guy identifying him. But Liam was still a little nervous to be dancing for someone he knew, even if it was just one of his Sister's ex-boyfriends. Their breakup was quite recent, so it was no surprise that Jake had come to a stripclub for some relief, though perhaps him choosing 'Layla' was not much of a coincidence...

"Come on, Layla, I wanna feel that ass grind against me!" Jake laughed, throwing more money at Liam. "How much for an extra service?"

Liam paused briefly, taken aback by the request. "I don't know about the other girls, but I have a 'no extras' rule." He smiled back at Liam.

"Every woman has her price." Jake nodded. "But maybe you don't have a price because you're willing to do the extras for free, right honeypot?"

Liam's eyes widened, before they glazed over momentarily and he blinked as though he was about to fall asleep. It was the phrase that activated his collar's powers. But Liam was still holding out hope that it was nothing more than random luck that Jake used that word, even as he nodded and obliged Jake's request. He mounted Jake's leg and began grinding his ass against him.

"Oh fuck yes! I knew I recognised that collar!" Jake smirked, caressing Liam's body. "You've danced here in a few outfits, but always wear that collar... You're not Katie, so are you one of her friends? Who are you, honeypot?"

"I- I'm..." Liam tried hard to resist, but felt the words forcing them out of his mouth. He then took Jake's moment of surprise as an opportunity to get his collar off, but sadly Jake wasn't done with him.

"Don't touch your collar, honeypot, I don't want to waste this opportunity like I did with your Sister." He spat. "Can you believe that bitch wore a slave collar and gave me the command phrase, then got upset that I started to enhance her body?"

Liam didn't answer. He was still grinding up against Jake, now incapable off removing the collar and incapable of running away. He now understood why Katie chose to end things with this creep, but it was far too late to get away from him. He just had to hope that Jake would show mercy.

"Stop grinding now, honeypot. Get on your knees in front of me." Jake commanded, deliberately not using the phrase for the second command.

It was a test to see if Liam could be trusted "off lead", so to speak. He certainly didn't want to see what Jake would do if he refused, so he reluctantly knelt down in front of him and waited for the next command, but instead Jake decided to make some changes. Liam was first changed to like men, then his arousal was dialled up to eleven, and finally Jake gave him an oral fixation. Jake then waited with a wide smirk on his face.

Liam was under no obligations to stay where he was, though he knew there was no chance he could make it through the door before Jake could finish a command to stay. Even if he could escape the room, he would be unable to take off the collar and left as nothing but a horny stripper surrounded by equally horny men. But the longer he stayed in this position in front of Jake, the closer he moved towards Jake's bulge.

"I admire your willpower, but you need to understand it only makes it more satisfying for me when you finally give in. You're practically drooling!" Jake laughed, pulling out his hard dick.

Liam didn't answer. Not because he was lost for words, but because he was scared he would suddenly engulf his lips around Jake's now exposed cock. His hand started to move towards it, until he snapped out of it and swiftly brought it down between his legs, which was a big mistake. He immediately felt the wetness that had spread down his thighs and unintentionally brushed against his pussy and moaned softly. He blushed, bringing his hand back up to cover his mouth, only to smell his own arousal.

"Do I really need to command you into it?" Jake teased. "Or maybe I should just start without you..."

He began stroking himself, his eyes locked on Liam. Liam's eyes were locked on Jake, more specifically his cock. This battle was futile and they both knew it. Even though Liam was refraining from sucking that delicious looking cock, his hand had returned to it's place between his legs and was now delving deep within his wet folds. He had to curb his arousal somehow. But all he was really achieving was putting on a new type of show for his client.

As Liam started to moan more and more, he barely even noticed he was moving closer and closer. Then, with the last of his willpower used up, he realised his hand was now wrapped around Jake's cock and his mouth was open and ready. He licked up the length of it, slowly. Then, without hesitation, he parted his lips and lowered his head down as far as he could go. Jake let out a groan of satisfaction and made sure the two of them made eye contact.

"You lasted longer than I expected." He remarked. "Perhaps I'll let you get away with just a blowjob."

Jake then took hold of the back of Liam's head and began to control the pace and depth of his movements. He commanded for Liam's clothes to disappear, eager to see more of his new slave. The clothes shimmered away into nothingness, leaving Liam naked aside from the collar around his neck. He didn't care at all. It was as though he had been without water for days and finally found a well. Without the will to resist, he was nothing but a slut eager for Jake's cum.

"You love my cum, honeypot!" Jake groaned, holding Liam's head in place as he shot his load inside her mouth.

The bliss was undeniable. Liam practically blacked out from it, led only by the urge for more. As Jake pulled out of his eager mouth, two more shots of cum shot out, stiking his chest. All thoughts of escape were replaced by the deep need for more cum. He began scooping up every drop, licking his hands clean before returning to Jake's softening cock to ensure none went to waste.

"Now I don't need to give you any more commands." Jake smirked. "I assume 'Layla' doesn't have any real identification, nor does she have a place to stay. And with your new addiction to my cum, you'll be happy to come home with me."

He didn't look behind him as he left the room and he didn't need to. Liam was right behind his new master, unbothered by the fact he was almost completely naked, aside from the collar. All he wanted was more.