There’s a gathering in the woods, cars in a circle, music and lights, people milling around. A party? The crowd senses some activity and huddle forward, eager to watch. I’ve exhibited you with your collar and lead for the best part of the evening, however now it’s our turn. I shorten your lead, tightening your collar just enough to ensure total compliance and I walk you centre stage. I tell you quietly that you have my permission to speak to me and only me, you whisper quietly that “Mistress looks stunning this evening”. “I think he wants to fuck me” I announce to the growing crowd. I feel the front of your trousers and you are pleasingly hard. There’s a murmur of approval as I unzip your fly and allow your huge bouncing cock it’s freedom. “Well? Do you want to fuck me?” You nod. Eyes cast towards the ground. I produce a black leather crop from inside one of my long leather boots and flick its tip up under your chin. “Permission to speak, they can’t hear you. Tell me how much, and how you want me to spread my legs for you? Get on your knees and beg.” You drop to your knees and lower your face, you will not meet my eye. You merely whimper that you wish to be inside me and please me like no other. “I can’t bear your whining, you will stroke yourself and make yourself harder for me and the rest of these good people, but don’t you dare cum.” I lean back and watch you pump away, it’s making me wet just watching your eagerness to please me. The crowd looks on; shrieks and hollers echo in the clearing. “Enough!” You can’t stop, too much in the moment. I will end this. I wield the crop and bring it down hard across your back. Another rousing applause from the audience as a glaring red welt appears. You stifle a cry and stop. I begin to cable tie your hands behind your back. A further cheer from the crowd that has now closed in on us again. “For being a well behaved boy you can fuck me, but only with your mouth”. I produce a gag, strapping it tightly behind your head. Your mouth is full, and you can see the big black cock protruding in front of you, your eyes widen. “Do it! Do it now, do it well and fuck me like your life depends on it”. I’m leaning back against the bonnet of a car, I tease the zip at the crutch of my leather catsuit, slowly allowing it to gape and reveal my smooth, shaved cunt. Slightly parting my thighs you press the toy against my wet lips and it sinks into me with no effort at all, I catch my breath, then sigh with contentment - oh yes! Rhythmically you begin moving your head back and forth whilst I move in time with you, it’s getting me so close. I can hear your slight moans, I can tell you are almost ready to explode. Jeering and chanting happens around us, urging us on. Oh how I love to be watched. I can’t hold back, crying out, arched back, gasping for breath, my muscles clench hard as I cum. Moving to allow the cock to slowly slide out of me, it glistens with my juices. Breathing heavily I relax back watching you shudder as you cum on the ground in front of me. A round of applause and cheering erupts. With the activity at an end everyone begins to disperse and I dismiss you from my presence, your time with me is done. People move on to await the next show, with the exception of an exquisite raven haired beauty with eyes cast down and biting her lip. She approaches silently, standing so close I can feel her breath by my ear. She fingers the zip at my crutch, slowly pulling it closed then enquires if I may permit her to be my next sub.