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Any match with actual OCs or people is entirely accidental and coincidental)\n\nThe Facility of Fetish Play was a community center nestled in a rather plain part of the city and away from most eyes. It was where Lester found it rather surreal that here he was, having a lunch session; far different from most casual meets. The stallion squirmed in his seat, in the corner of a cafe in the outer areas of the place, where he was about to discuss things close to his heart. To be honest, he had hesitated greatly when deciding to even come here, mostly still in disbelief that such a place actually existed, and was actually very well funded. It came across as almost dreamlike, as if this place had been pulled from some obviously fictional place, but the conversation the stallion was having with Coda this moment constantly reinforced the reality. He truly was here to open up about desires coiled deep inside and locked away within the ocean that was his mind, the things he preferred to keep buried and only to surface when he was sure he was alone and undisturbed.\n\n“I want you to be incredibly transparent with me, Lester,” Coda said, his tone smooth and inviting.\n\nThe other horse had a creamy white coat, mane golden and uncombed, giving him a very casual and down-to-earth vibe. He leaned forward, giving him an encouraging smile that complimented his eyes. Sex was undoubtedly a sensitive topic for Lester, and deemed unfit for the everyday conversation topics he came across. At best it could be discussed with a doctor, or in the confines of a marriage counsellor’s office. If not, then it could find a place in extremely informal jokes with close companions at a local bar, or in comedy that had more bite, deemed more offensive than most. Even uttering it now seemed dirty, almost like he had let out the proverbial skeleton from his closet. His cheeks threatened to flush red, and his tone was hushed and shaky as well.\n\nBut like any other person, Lester had fetishes nonetheless, kinks that shaped a side of him that he hid away from others. His upbringing instilled in values and social norms that left the equine with only the internet forums as the only place where he could freely talk about them. It was the one place where he could feel unafraid to share what made him aroused, what made him lust, the things that left him pent up and erect, where he could openly bask in the pleasure that masturbating gave him. \n\nIt was like two sides of a coin, where he displayed himself as proper as he could to friends, family, work colleagues, acquaintances and project partners. On those websites in the secrecy and privacy of his own home, he could release the urges he purposely held down, where he found friends that shared in his fantasies. It brought a certain gladness to his heart to see some of their photos, where they talked about their kinks without hesitation or shame.\n\nAll of that was online though, where he could type as he wished under the safe guise of anonymity. The people he got to know there could have been on the other side of the planet, and it mattered not. On the web, he faced no fear of rejection, no worry of being found out. But to tell them to someone face-to-face, was an entirely new set of challenges.\n\nBut he wanted to set himself free, no more would he want to hide. It pained him a bit when he saw people talked about how open their sex lives were, that they could express themselves so freely and were accepted nonetheless. He wanted a feel of that, and enjoying it vicariously through others did little to abate the desires he had.\n\n“Okay, Coda…” he said, trying to steel himself.\n\n“I know you’re uneasy, so allow me to break the ice and tell you my sexual fantasies first.”\n\n“Uh...sure thing.”\n\nLester was then thoroughly surprised that Coda naturally talked about his own kinks like it was an everyday thing. The cream stallion shared his fantasy of sensory deprivation without missing a beat, telling of how he enjoyed being blindfolded and having hot wax or melted chocolate drip on him, or ice cubes dragged along his body. All throughout, Coda only ever blushed when he recalled extra arousing moments with a partner. For him, he bore his sexual fetishes with pride, like a badge he proudly displayed. Several moments had Lester go wide-eyed as Coda talked about his own fears and worries, and the moments he had with people that refined his confidence.\n\nIn direct contrast, Lester was red trying to compose himself, still so shy to even disclose what he liked. Even hearing sex discussed was utterly foreign to him. But still, he was inspired by Coda's calm and open nature.\n\n“...So yes, it’s why salted caramel is a special favorite of mine.”\n\n“Wow, I didn’t know you were into that.”\n\n\n“I’ve met someone very into balloons. We celebrated their birthday, and then the ‘afterparty’ was quite the extra fun~”\n\n“Huh...well...I’m...into...leotards…” Lester finally managed out.\n\nThe words felt like they had to be wringed out from him, like his own mouth threatened to withhold such sensitive personal secrets.\n\n“Gymnastic? Like the ones ballet dancers and figure skaters wear?”\n\nThere was a pause, a long one as Lester tried to find the words.\n\n“...Yes…” Lester said as he blushed redder still, feeling a thrill and eagerness rise in him.\n\n“I can see why. Tight and snug, and comfortable below like good underwear~”\n\nCoda thought about it to himself, and nodded.\n\n“Tights too, I really like wearing them, and...gags…”\n\n“I assure you, we have a large assortment of that, cleaned and sterilized for every session.”\n\nIt took a long while, and only when the conversation neared its end was that shyness gone, vanished like smoke from a blown out candle. He felt that courage to tell more, and his natural behaviour eventually emerged.\n\n“There’s more to this…”\n\n“Alright, spare no detail~” Coda reminded him assuringly.\n\n“I’m also...super aroused by…”\n\n----------------------------\n\nThat chat with Coda was two weeks ago, but the relief from the mental load being taken off was something that stayed with him. Here at the facility again, he was filled with curiosity, and an eagerness at the evening the cream stallion had planned.\n\nHe was restrained to a table, specially made so people could be tilted to be almost standing, or shifted to be lying down. All Lester could do was struggle, squirm about as the bonds held him securely, restricting him down to the tiniest of stirs.\n\n“Evening, Pet~” Coda said condescendingly, his tone more metallic and cold.\n\n“Nnnngh…Coda…ah-”\n\n“Uh Uh...You will address me as...Master,” he replied firmly.\n\n“Y-yes Master~”\n\nLester could only hear footsteps behind him, Coda pacing about, and only making Lester more pent up.\n\n“Hmph...how rude...clearly you have to be punished so you’ll learn to address people properly.”\n\nSoon the dom stallion emerged from Lester’s peripheral vision, and it only made him gasp.\n\nCoda wore only a black leotard that showed off his lean muscles, having matching boots that completed the look and holding a riding crop. At this angle, his bulge was very visible, and Lester could only stare at how well the outfit cut framed his hips, and if he turned, would also highlight his rear as well. His footsteps were the only thing filling the silence of the room they were in, quaint and plain, and Coda seemed to circle him like some predator.\n\n“I think this should help reinforce that~” Coda remarked, before grabbing on Lester’s shirt, and giving it a firm tug.\n\nThe fabric easily gave way, ripping and tearing to reveal a white leotard beneath.\n\n“Ahh!....Ah…”\n\n“There we go, proper Pet clothes~”\n\nAnother pull here and there and his clothes were reduced to strips and discarded to the ground, fluttering like wilted leaves of a dying tree. Lester was left in nothing but a white leotard, contrasting greatly against his chocolate colored fur, as well as ballet tights. The truth was that it was special tearaway clothes, used specially for this scenario, but it certainly added a special amount of immersion that Lester was now very invested in.\n\n“Nnnn...ahhhh…Master..I-”\n\n“Hush,” the crop pressed against his chin, forcing his mouth shut, “I don’t want to hear anything else from you. If you can’t be trusted to address me properly, then only your moans and grunts will be all I want of you~”\n\nThe crop moved intrusively in between Lester’s lips, and Coda soon produced a dildo gag from a table behind the bound stallion. \n\n“-?!”\n\nHe held it before the stallion, relishing in those widened eyes and that gasp of shock. Indeed it was a gag, shaped like that of a classic stallion penis, erect with veins added in. At the ends of the cock and that of the balls, were holes, intended for both air and water for him.\n\n“Open wide, Pet~”\n\nLester would find the dildo slightly sweet, a tinge of honey as he slowly took it in entirely. Coda must have dipped it first to make it less hard to put in, and the brown stallion was very grateful at the dom’s thoughtfulness for this scenario. In it went, going all the way to the balls, and the dom stud smirked.\n\n“Mnnngh…”\n\n“You look so much better like that, eh? Now then, let’s go meet some people~”\n\nCoda opened the door, and unstrapped Lester, letting the brown stallion feel the surge of excitement and arousal at the reality of the situation. With his hands bound behind his back, he was unable to hide his outfit, the gag, or his obvious erection within his own white leotard. Even his own breathing became more noticeable via that phallus gag.\n\nLester couldn’t really walk properly thanks to the straps, and he found himself hopping a bit, yet he loved the restraining sensation. Every movement he made was hampered, the straps firm and serving as a reminder of his state. To him, his hands kept behind his back and the snugness of the leotard and the tights were a fantasy now finally brought to life, and it was everything he dreamt of, and more. \n\nThe lounge lights of the facility gave a calm, cozy vibe of the place, but now it was a glaring signal that he was now to be a sight for the people, and now felt more akin to glaring spotlights, directing the attention of the patrons onto him.\n\n“Oh my, who’s this sexy man~” said one of them, a middle aged lioness remarked.\n\n“That’s a pretty outfit he has~” said a beagle, dressed in a black leather jock.\n\n“He’s my Pet, and he’s more than eager to meet with you all, and to be played with~” Coda said.\n\nHis voice was distant, and neared, indicating he had gone back into the room. He produced a vibrating wand, and straps to secure it to Lester’s thigh. A simple press of the button, and it buzzed to life, pleasuring Lester’s crotch through his leotard.\n\n“Mmmm! Mmm…”\n\nImmediately, Lester felt the pleasure climb up steadily. It was already quite the foreplay with the prior setup where Coda stripped and gagged him, but now he was put on display for the patrons, and he could feel his rear being fondled. \n\n“Come on Pet, let’s take a nice slow walk about the facility. Your friends are waiting.”\n\nHe would feel a small swat from Coda’s crop, making sure the sub didn’t forget that he still had to follow and obey, and Lester groaned lewdly, resisting the urge to hump every time he stopped.\n\nThey moved to a larger room, and it served as an impromptu gathering area. Coda had mentioned it was the main connector leading to all the other kink sections, and sometimes, people would be here to decide what to do, or discussing their ideal scenario. When Lester was here the first time, the cream stallion mentioned how it was to be expected that some open sexual activities could happen. It was at that point, that Lester saw a dominatrix maine coon walk by, sporting only pasties for her breasts, and a black high-cut thong that looked like a ‘V’, clinging to her hourglass figure. That, stated by Coda, was only mild. The wand buzzed still, and he felt consistent and clear waves of pleasure, making him stop to enjoy it, before he continued his bunny hopping.\n\nLester didn’t expect himself to be paraded through, but he gave another groan, enjoying the sensations as he felt pleasure rise in him. His moans felt garbled thanks to the horsecock gag, but he found some delight in sucking on it.\n\nHis eyes darted about the room, everywhere he looked with people all forming a crowd. His own growing heartbeat thundered in his head, matching with the mix of voices commenting on how attractive he looked. All the while, he began to leak pre into his leotard, his length throbbing visibly under the snug fabric. He wasn’t even conscious of the buzzing noise of the wand, but the feeling of the vibrations was still very apparent.\n\n“Come on Lester, why don’t you show these people how you dance~?”\n\nCoda would undo some straps, giving him freedom of his legs. Now he could walk again, and the crowd was encouraging him. \n\n“You can dance?”\n\n“Show us what you can do!”\n\n“Do a twirl for us!”\n\nLester would then feel Coda support him, arms by his waist, firmly holding him to prevent him from falling. It was oddly assuring, and Lester would do his best to perform the ballet moves he knew. \n\nIt was mostly from memory, from the posters he saw, and the general feel of it that he tried to mimic, being graceful as possible. He raised a leg, and Coda helped to lift it higher like those dancers. The only thing missing would be classical music playing as well as the feel of proper ballet shoes on the stage, but that could surely be discounted.\n\nThe pleasure from the wand made his legs go weak every now and then, and his movements became jittery as he moaned, starting to pant. Coda’s expression remained unchanged, still smiling back at him, but it was clear that he was very aware of going on. \n\n“Augh...Aggh…” \n\nLester groaned, finding a moment where he pressed against Coda and proceeded to hump against him, grinding his crotch with some roughness. The crowd was giving good natured compliments, and it felt rather surreal that he was here, dancing about in a leotard with a wand at his bulge. None of it felt like it ought to have been real, but he truly was living out a fantasy, and the full reality of it hadn’t entirely set itself into his head. Lester could have very well won the lottery and it would have felt much more believable. But soon, his orgasm began to loom, once in the distance and moving ever closer. \n\nOh…\n\nOh god….oh yes… this was really happening…\n\nThe wet spot on his leotard bulge had grown considerably, with Lester preing a decent amount as his dance routine went on. His movements slowed with more pauses for him to let the waves of pleasure pass, but it would only become more intense, and he was sure he would climax where he stood at this rate.\n\n\"Come on Pet, give another twirl~\"\n\nCoda still did not stop, now adding in verbal reminders to this barrage of pleasurable sensations. Lester knew he would not be able to bear it for long, and his panting only grew with every passing second. \n\n“And now turn~”\n\nEven steps became slightly harder for him, as he felt momentary spikes of weakness that nearly had him falling.\n\n“Hnnn…augh….aggghhh…”\n\nCoda helped Lester to lift his leg once more for his dance, and it was here that the dom stallion laid a firm hand on that bulge, playing with it to work him up, sending him over the edge. \n\n“Hold that pose now.”\n\nLester could feel it, his orgasm just around the corner, and he had been hesitating to climax these past few minutes. \n\n“Raise your arms~”\n\nPart of it came from the disbelief of the situation he was in, that he really was in a dance in a lovely ballet outfit, sensual and sexy, with that snugness that could be felt with every turn and twist. The wand did not stop this entire time, and some moves Lester did only made the buzzing sensation stronger. \n\n“And now…”\n\nThis combined with the dom horse playing with that length of his through the leotard proved to be the final straw, finally breaking the seemingly unyielding camel.\n\n“Nnnngh! Aghh!”\n\nLester’s moans were half muffled and more distorted by the gag as he came. He felt orgasmic pleasure fill him, and his leg struggled to stay stable as strings of his cum began to soak into his leotard, making quite the dark patch on the bulge area. Some of the jizz seeped through, and made a creamy white stream down the length of the bulge formed by his erected cock. Lester would be bucking his hips, humping against Coda’s hand fervently as if doing so would add more seconds to the waves of delight he felt. The dom simply groped and rubbed on, jerking him off as best as he could. Very soon, Lester could experience that familiar light feeling that was part of the afterglow.\n\nIt felt like most of his weight was gone, like he was half floating. There was also that slowness about his movements, and the sudden realization of how firm Coda was carrying him. His leg had lost strength just as he spurted his load, and the cream stallion had held him up to prevent him from falling. The entire time, the orgasm seemed to have pulled him out of reality, where his consciousness simply streamlined and zoomed right into the purest moment of his orgasm. He had forgotten he was in the Facility, in full view of the many smiling patrons, and his own leotard attire. But the fantasy he lived out had assuredly made this orgasm rather powerful, searing it into his memory to mark it as an exquisite first time experience. \n\nAs he reconnected more with reality, he felt that warm and wet feeling where the cum had soaked into his leotard. Then there were the cold areas where it leaked down his legs, the body heat vanishing, and now serving as post-orgasm reminders. He panted, only now being conscious of how powerful the orgasm was, that it left him feeling the equivalent of taking a roller coaster. Once again, he could hear the comments on his load, and how much of a cummy mess he had made, seeing the smirks on the people who watched.\n\nHe barely had any time to take in the rest of it, feeling a pinch on his nipple through the leotard, pleasure surging like an electric shock to jumpstart his lust engine.\n\n“Did...Master say...you could cum?” Coda asked. \n\nLester shivered, almost as if the dom’s tone was icy enough to send a chill down his spine. Every tweak of his nip had his breath caught, and the air filled with partial moans escaping like bats from a cave. Even his moans of pleasure were cut short, uneven and irregular as he tried to steady himself.\n\n“Nnn...gnnn...nnn…”\n\nLester was slowly let go, and he did his best to stand, feeling the flush on his cheeks. Coda used his riding crop to trail up Lester’s legs, stopping at the inner thigh where the spill of cum had started to reach. He tapped it a few times, and Lester could feel the cold wetness, serving as a stamp to note to all about his orgasm.\n\n“Hmph...you naughty Pet...It seems you’ll have to be taught a firm lesson on serving others before you can reward yourself.”\n\n“...ghhh…”\n\nLester would feel Coda continue to grope and play with his bulge once more, those fingers expertly rubbing along the contours of the sub’s erection through the leotard. With each passing second, he could feel his arousal start to wake once more like embers, able to kindle, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. The snugness of the leotard only made it more prominent, as his length snaked back to life once more, and filling up the crotch area nicely.\n\n“The rest of you, I humbly ask of you all to donate your cum to him. Please, masturbate freely as you watch me discipline and set this one in line,” Coda declared, almost professionally.\n\nThat set an odd yet arousing vibe in Lester, hearing such crude words in a manner befitting luxury hotels and restaurants. Several men gathered round and he could make out their hands, touching themselves, freeing their cocks out to jerk off. Meanwhile, Lester was being played with by both hand and wand, and Coda smirked and gave him another spank on his rear. He felt rather small now, and he could only relent to his dom’s advances.\n\n“Nnnn!”\n\nThe vibrator buzzed once more in increased intensity, and Lester’s vision turned dark as he was moved to his knees, his face pressed into Coda’s bulge. He had never ever been so close to another man’s crotch, and he never thought it would happen even in a place like this or in his lifetime. But that flexing of Coda’s erection within that black leotard was surely no dream, and the sub stallion groaned in pleasure as he nuzzled it. He felt the crop swat hard on his rear, making him give muffled yelps in response that only added electric pleasure to what he was experiencing as he served his Master diligently.\n\nLester could smell a mix of musk and cologne, probably applied prior to this evening. He was familiar with natural scent, especially regarding his own. But to whiff another male’s essence had him moaning out in pleasure, humping against the wand at his bulge as he pressed his face to that bulge, almost like he was magnetized to it.\n\n“Good Pet...I’d ask you to kiss it, but you’re still sucking that cock gag nicely.”\n\nThe chocolate stallion’s breathing deepened and became heavy, the sound amplified and exacerbated by the gag, and Coda made sure to let him breathe if needed. Lester could see the other men still rubbing their erections, and he barely had time to worry about it as his face was reunited with his dom’s package once more.\n\n“Mmmm…hnnnn.”\n\n“That’s it, you feel that on your face~?” Coda teased, his own pre seeping through and rubbing onto Lester’s cheek.\n\nThe chocolate stallion could only huff, the pleasure from the wand only growing and accumulating. Had it been minutes? Or longer? He had been so focused on the pleasure and orgasmic delight that it felt like the awareness of time decided to leave his consciousness. He felt horny once more, and there were obvious thrusts of his hip as he bucked in response to the wondrous pleasure. His face began to become slightly slicked with Coda’s pre, and he relished in it all the same.\n\nCoda stroked through Lester’s mane, fingers running through the hairs as he exhaled softly in pleasure. With every nuzzle the subby horse gave, the dom only grunted more, smiling back to Lester, preparing for what was to come. For a while, Lester became acutely aware of tiny minute details, like the sensation of the tights, the way the leotard wrapped around and hugged him. Even his position as he kneeled, the buzzing of the vibrator at low, and the texture of the gag in his mouth became extremely salient.\n\n“Ready, Pet?”\n\n“Mmmm….mmm?”\n\nLester felt his face forced into Coda’s bulge once more, and he felt the warmth from that erected cock through the leotard, flexing as if it was alive. Lester grunted, so lost in pleasure that he simply nuzzled it sensually.\n\n“I’m...cumming...Ahhhh…”\n\nThe bulge started to turn warm and wet, and there was an audible wet squelching noise. Lester’s vision became marred as Coda’s cum seeped through the leotard, and got all over his face. His other unobscured eye would see fresh equine jizz meandering down the contour made by that wondrous erection, cascading down the folds of the black fabric to form a steady milky-colored viscous stream of seed. Coda shuddered, panting loudly as he rode his orgasm out, before he smirked and pressed his bulge to the gag.\n\nHere, Lester finally realized what the gag was also meant for.\n\nDrops of cum went through the breathing hole, trailing down to the other end into Lester’s open mouth, allowing the subby stallion to get a taste. The phallus size itself kept his maw open, and soon enough, he would taste the jizz of his dom stud.\n\n“Mmmm…? Mmm...” \n\nHis tongue lapped at it, that strong taste not too distant from his own. He swallowed whatever he could get, moaning again through the gag, looking up at Coda as he felt his own pleasure kept at a high but with no release. Joining that was his own breathing, labored and drawn into pants, exhaled through his nostrils.\n\nCoda simply smiled, putting a hand gently against Lester’s cheek, wiping away jizz from his eye. There was a small moment where he seemed to be thinking, considering something and then walked off somewhere; those few minutes feeling like it could have been hours for the pleasure-denied Lester.\n\n“I think...you’ve been a good Pet, don’t you think?”\n\n“Hnnn...mmmm…” he nodded.\n\nLester’s eyed would widen as he watched Coda reappear with a large bowl. He realized the crowd had dissipated, and inside the bowl was a large serving of...cum.\n\n“You must be thirsty after all this. Go on, drink up~”\n\nCoda was really intending to feed him the cum that the crowd of men had given. The idea already made him moan in response, acting as a catalyst for his arousal to spike up once more. His eyes focused on the bowl, and watched intently as Coda poured the cum slowly into the gag.\n\n“Mmm...Nnn…”\n\nHe shut his eyes, eagerly gulping it down, tasting the mix of jizz as it went down his throat, slowly and steadily. He felt Coda pull him close into a hug, patting his back as he stopped periodically to let Lester take his time to drink. The moment was a weird mix of tension and arousal, as he took in every second, letting it soak into his memory. That taste, that thickness as it went down his throat, it made his arousal crescendo gradually. There were few things that really fit the moment right now. Something about it just turned his mental dials, and his arousal never diminished whenever he thought about the taste of jizz, especially lots of it. He didn’t spend too much time trying to explain it to himself. It made him hard and horny, and he had that fetish greatly satisfied. Very soon, it was finished, and Lester found his legs weak again as the pleasure remained.\n\n“You now...may cum, Pet~”\n\nThe vibrator went up to max, and it took only a few seconds for his orgasm to hit him.\n\n“Hnnn...nnnn!!”\n\nHe humped fiercely, punctuated each thrust with strained groans, cum filling his leotard and trickling down to drop to the ground, making a mosaic. The waves of pleasure hit hard, feeling almost like literal shoves as if it were an attempt to sweep his mind off its feet. For those few seconds, it felt like it could have been forever, like nothing else was present in his thoughts. It was just him, the pleasure, the jizzing into his leotard, and that was it. Still he bucked his hips, like an invisible hand was there to aid in his pleasure. It might have been carnal instinct, but his needs were surely satiated. Soon, it was just him panting as he returned from that moment of high, his consciousness going back to that steady stream rather than high pressure rapids. He felt pats on his back.\n\n“So, did you enjoy it?”\n\nHe looked at Lester, and then he realized.\n\n“Oh, I forgot, haha!” he held the gag, and gently pulled it out.\n\n“Gahhh...ahhh....yes...oh...oh god, so much yes…”\n\nCoda nodded, his dominative persona morphing instantly back to the same stallion from their first meet. He smiled and undid the bonds that held Lester’s feet together, allowing him to stand normally.\n\n“I’m very glad you did. I could hear it in your moans; you were really enjoying yourself.”\n\n“Tonight...has been everything I’ve always wanted, this leotard, dancing for a crowd, vibrator at my crotch, drinking all that cum...just...just…everything.”\n\nHe seemed to fail to fully recount everything, like every moment was a scrambled jigsaw puzzle and an effort to piece it back to no avail. But that powerful afterglow and satisfaction was a clear signal of what a wondrous evening it had turned out to be, and he was most certainly satisfied. Sure, he would have wanted to be bound more, or maybe to do more dances to add to it. But this first evening at the Facility was already such a good fit to his fantasy, satisfying the majority of his fetishes, making for an amazing experience.\n\n“Well, if you enjoyed it, you could request me for your next visit to this Facility~”\n\n“N-next visit?” He had forgotten that this was a bondage play place, and such sessions could be scheduled. So far, it had been so surreal that he felt it could have been a one-off.\n\n“Of course. You can book another session, and I’ll have everything arranged here, with maybe some additions if you want.”\n\nLester gulped, his mind running like a started engine at the numerous variants of his kinks, pictured so crystal clear in his mind, and he felt like his erection would spike up again. This all now felt so possible, that he could truly feel it, and already he was looking through his calendar from memory, wondering the next time he could return.\n\n“Next week?”\n\n“I’m free on Monday night,” Coda answered without even blinking.\n\n“Deal...I want to dance again~”\n\n“Let’s get you to the reception then, we’ll sign the date.”\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "(Written Commission for an anonymous person, names are changed to prevent tracing. Any match with actual OCs or people is entirely accidental and coincidental)

The Facility of Fetish Play was a community center nestled in a rather plain part of the city and away from most eyes. It was where Lester found it rather surreal that here he was, having a lunch session; far different from most casual meets. The stallion squirmed in his seat, in the corner of a cafe in the outer areas of the place, where he was about to discuss things close to his heart. To be honest, he had hesitated greatly when deciding to even come here, mostly still in disbelief that such a place actually existed, and was actually very well funded. It came across as almost dreamlike, as if this place had been pulled from some obviously fictional place, but the conversation the stallion was having with Coda this moment constantly reinforced the reality. He truly was here to open up about desires coiled deep inside and locked away within the ocean that was his mind, the things he preferred to keep buried and only to surface when he was sure he was alone and undisturbed.

“I want you to be incredibly transparent with me, Lester,” Coda said, his tone smooth and inviting.

The other horse had a creamy white coat, mane golden and uncombed, giving him a very casual and down-to-earth vibe. He leaned forward, giving him an encouraging smile that complimented his eyes. Sex was undoubtedly a sensitive topic for Lester, and deemed unfit for the everyday conversation topics he came across. At best it could be discussed with a doctor, or in the confines of a marriage counsellor’s office. If not, then it could find a place in extremely informal jokes with close companions at a local bar, or in comedy that had more bite, deemed more offensive than most. Even uttering it now seemed dirty, almost like he had let out the proverbial skeleton from his closet. His cheeks threatened to flush red, and his tone was hushed and shaky as well.

But like any other person, Lester had fetishes nonetheless, kinks that shaped a side of him that he hid away from others. His upbringing instilled in values and social norms that left the equine with only the internet forums as the only place where he could freely talk about them. It was the one place where he could feel unafraid to share what made him aroused, what made him lust, the things that left him pent up and erect, where he could openly bask in the pleasure that masturbating gave him.

It was like two sides of a coin, where he displayed himself as proper as he could to friends, family, work colleagues, acquaintances and project partners. On those websites in the secrecy and privacy of his own home, he could release the urges he purposely held down, where he found friends that shared in his fantasies. It brought a certain gladness to his heart to see some of their photos, where they talked about their kinks without hesitation or shame.

All of that was online though, where he could type as he wished under the safe guise of anonymity. The people he got to know there could have been on the other side of the planet, and it mattered not. On the web, he faced no fear of rejection, no worry of being found out. But to tell them to someone face-to-face, was an entirely new set of challenges.

But he wanted to set himself free, no more would he want to hide. It pained him a bit when he saw people talked about how open their sex lives were, that they could express themselves so freely and were accepted nonetheless. He wanted a feel of that, and enjoying it vicariously through others did little to abate the desires he had.

“Okay, Coda…” he said, trying to steel himself.

“I know you’re uneasy, so allow me to break the ice and tell you my sexual fantasies first.”

“Uh...sure thing.”

Lester was then thoroughly surprised that Coda naturally talked about his own kinks like it was an everyday thing. The cream stallion shared his fantasy of sensory deprivation without missing a beat, telling of how he enjoyed being blindfolded and having hot wax or melted chocolate drip on him, or ice cubes dragged along his body. All throughout, Coda only ever blushed when he recalled extra arousing moments with a partner. For him, he bore his sexual fetishes with pride, like a badge he proudly displayed. Several moments had Lester go wide-eyed as Coda talked about his own fears and worries, and the moments he had with people that refined his confidence.

In direct contrast, Lester was red trying to compose himself, still so shy to even disclose what he liked. Even hearing sex discussed was utterly foreign to him. But still, he was inspired by Coda's calm and open nature.

“...So yes, it’s why salted caramel is a special favorite of mine.”

“Wow, I didn’t know you were into that.”


“I’ve met someone very into balloons. We celebrated their birthday, and then the ‘afterparty’ was quite the extra fun~”

“Huh...well...I’m...into...leotards…” Lester finally managed out.

The words felt like they had to be wringed out from him, like his own mouth threatened to withhold such sensitive personal secrets.

“Gymnastic? Like the ones ballet dancers and figure skaters wear?”

There was a pause, a long one as Lester tried to find the words.

“...Yes…” Lester said as he blushed redder still, feeling a thrill and eagerness rise in him.

“I can see why. Tight and snug, and comfortable below like good underwear~”

Coda thought about it to himself, and nodded.

“Tights too, I really like wearing them, and...gags…”

“I assure you, we have a large assortment of that, cleaned and sterilized for every session.”

It took a long while, and only when the conversation neared its end was that shyness gone, vanished like smoke from a blown out candle. He felt that courage to tell more, and his natural behaviour eventually emerged.

“There’s more to this…”

“Alright, spare no detail~” Coda reminded him assuringly.

“I’m also...super aroused by…”

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That chat with Coda was two weeks ago, but the relief from the mental load being taken off was something that stayed with him. Here at the facility again, he was filled with curiosity, and an eagerness at the evening the cream stallion had planned.

He was restrained to a table, specially made so people could be tilted to be almost standing, or shifted to be lying down. All Lester could do was struggle, squirm about as the bonds held him securely, restricting him down to the tiniest of stirs.

“Evening, Pet~” Coda said condescendingly, his tone more metallic and cold.

“Nnnngh…Coda…ah-”

“Uh Uh...You will address me as...Master,” he replied firmly.

“Y-yes Master~”

Lester could only hear footsteps behind him, Coda pacing about, and only making Lester more pent up.

“Hmph...how rude...clearly you have to be punished so you’ll learn to address people properly.”

Soon the dom stallion emerged from Lester’s peripheral vision, and it only made him gasp.

Coda wore only a black leotard that showed off his lean muscles, having matching boots that completed the look and holding a riding crop. At this angle, his bulge was very visible, and Lester could only stare at how well the outfit cut framed his hips, and if he turned, would also highlight his rear as well. His footsteps were the only thing filling the silence of the room they were in, quaint and plain, and Coda seemed to circle him like some predator.

“I think this should help reinforce that~” Coda remarked, before grabbing on Lester’s shirt, and giving it a firm tug.

The fabric easily gave way, ripping and tearing to reveal a white leotard beneath.

“Ahh!....Ah…”

“There we go, proper Pet clothes~”

Another pull here and there and his clothes were reduced to strips and discarded to the ground, fluttering like wilted leaves of a dying tree. Lester was left in nothing but a white leotard, contrasting greatly against his chocolate colored fur, as well as ballet tights. The truth was that it was special tearaway clothes, used specially for this scenario, but it certainly added a special amount of immersion that Lester was now very invested in.

“Nnnn...ahhhh…Master..I-”

“Hush,” the crop pressed against his chin, forcing his mouth shut, “I don’t want to hear anything else from you. If you can’t be trusted to address me properly, then only your moans and grunts will be all I want of you~”

The crop moved intrusively in between Lester’s lips, and Coda soon produced a dildo gag from a table behind the bound stallion.

“-?!”

He held it before the stallion, relishing in those widened eyes and that gasp of shock. Indeed it was a gag, shaped like that of a classic stallion penis, erect with veins added in. At the ends of the cock and that of the balls, were holes, intended for both air and water for him.

“Open wide, Pet~”

Lester would find the dildo slightly sweet, a tinge of honey as he slowly took it in entirely. Coda must have dipped it first to make it less hard to put in, and the brown stallion was very grateful at the dom’s thoughtfulness for this scenario. In it went, going all the way to the balls, and the dom stud smirked.

“Mnnngh…”

“You look so much better like that, eh? Now then, let’s go meet some people~”

Coda opened the door, and unstrapped Lester, letting the brown stallion feel the surge of excitement and arousal at the reality of the situation. With his hands bound behind his back, he was unable to hide his outfit, the gag, or his obvious erection within his own white leotard. Even his own breathing became more noticeable via that phallus gag.

Lester couldn’t really walk properly thanks to the straps, and he found himself hopping a bit, yet he loved the restraining sensation. Every movement he made was hampered, the straps firm and serving as a reminder of his state. To him, his hands kept behind his back and the snugness of the leotard and the tights were a fantasy now finally brought to life, and it was everything he dreamt of, and more.

The lounge lights of the facility gave a calm, cozy vibe of the place, but now it was a glaring signal that he was now to be a sight for the people, and now felt more akin to glaring spotlights, directing the attention of the patrons onto him.

“Oh my, who’s this sexy man~” said one of them, a middle aged lioness remarked.

“That’s a pretty outfit he has~” said a beagle, dressed in a black leather jock.

“He’s my Pet, and he’s more than eager to meet with you all, and to be played with~” Coda said.

His voice was distant, and neared, indicating he had gone back into the room. He produced a vibrating wand, and straps to secure it to Lester’s thigh. A simple press of the button, and it buzzed to life, pleasuring Lester’s crotch through his leotard.

“Mmmm! Mmm…”

Immediately, Lester felt the pleasure climb up steadily. It was already quite the foreplay with the prior setup where Coda stripped and gagged him, but now he was put on display for the patrons, and he could feel his rear being fondled.

“Come on Pet, let’s take a nice slow walk about the facility. Your friends are waiting.”

He would feel a small swat from Coda’s crop, making sure the sub didn’t forget that he still had to follow and obey, and Lester groaned lewdly, resisting the urge to hump every time he stopped.

They moved to a larger room, and it served as an impromptu gathering area. Coda had mentioned it was the main connector leading to all the other kink sections, and sometimes, people would be here to decide what to do, or discussing their ideal scenario. When Lester was here the first time, the cream stallion mentioned how it was to be expected that some open sexual activities could happen. It was at that point, that Lester saw a dominatrix maine coon walk by, sporting only pasties for her breasts, and a black high-cut thong that looked like a ‘V’, clinging to her hourglass figure. That, stated by Coda, was only mild. The wand buzzed still, and he felt consistent and clear waves of pleasure, making him stop to enjoy it, before he continued his bunny hopping.

Lester didn’t expect himself to be paraded through, but he gave another groan, enjoying the sensations as he felt pleasure rise in him. His moans felt garbled thanks to the horsecock gag, but he found some delight in sucking on it.

His eyes darted about the room, everywhere he looked with people all forming a crowd. His own growing heartbeat thundered in his head, matching with the mix of voices commenting on how attractive he looked. All the while, he began to leak pre into his leotard, his length throbbing visibly under the snug fabric. He wasn’t even conscious of the buzzing noise of the wand, but the feeling of the vibrations was still very apparent.

“Come on Lester, why don’t you show these people how you dance~?”

Coda would undo some straps, giving him freedom of his legs. Now he could walk again, and the crowd was encouraging him.

“You can dance?”

“Show us what you can do!”

“Do a twirl for us!”

Lester would then feel Coda support him, arms by his waist, firmly holding him to prevent him from falling. It was oddly assuring, and Lester would do his best to perform the ballet moves he knew.

It was mostly from memory, from the posters he saw, and the general feel of it that he tried to mimic, being graceful as possible. He raised a leg, and Coda helped to lift it higher like those dancers. The only thing missing would be classical music playing as well as the feel of proper ballet shoes on the stage, but that could surely be discounted.

The pleasure from the wand made his legs go weak every now and then, and his movements became jittery as he moaned, starting to pant. Coda’s expression remained unchanged, still smiling back at him, but it was clear that he was very aware of going on.

“Augh...Aggh…”

Lester groaned, finding a moment where he pressed against Coda and proceeded to hump against him, grinding his crotch with some roughness. The crowd was giving good natured compliments, and it felt rather surreal that he was here, dancing about in a leotard with a wand at his bulge. None of it felt like it ought to have been real, but he truly was living out a fantasy, and the full reality of it hadn’t entirely set itself into his head. Lester could have very well won the lottery and it would have felt much more believable. But soon, his orgasm began to loom, once in the distance and moving ever closer.

Oh…

Oh god….oh yes… this was really happening…

The wet spot on his leotard bulge had grown considerably, with Lester preing a decent amount as his dance routine went on. His movements slowed with more pauses for him to let the waves of pleasure pass, but it would only become more intense, and he was sure he would climax where he stood at this rate.

"Come on Pet, give another twirl~"

Coda still did not stop, now adding in verbal reminders to this barrage of pleasurable sensations. Lester knew he would not be able to bear it for long, and his panting only grew with every passing second.

“And now turn~”

Even steps became slightly harder for him, as he felt momentary spikes of weakness that nearly had him falling.

“Hnnn…augh….aggghhh…”

Coda helped Lester to lift his leg once more for his dance, and it was here that the dom stallion laid a firm hand on that bulge, playing with it to work him up, sending him over the edge.

“Hold that pose now.”

Lester could feel it, his orgasm just around the corner, and he had been hesitating to climax these past few minutes.

“Raise your arms~”

Part of it came from the disbelief of the situation he was in, that he really was in a dance in a lovely ballet outfit, sensual and sexy, with that snugness that could be felt with every turn and twist. The wand did not stop this entire time, and some moves Lester did only made the buzzing sensation stronger.

“And now…”

This combined with the dom horse playing with that length of his through the leotard proved to be the final straw, finally breaking the seemingly unyielding camel.

“Nnnngh! Aghh!”

Lester’s moans were half muffled and more distorted by the gag as he came. He felt orgasmic pleasure fill him, and his leg struggled to stay stable as strings of his cum began to soak into his leotard, making quite the dark patch on the bulge area. Some of the jizz seeped through, and made a creamy white stream down the length of the bulge formed by his erected cock. Lester would be bucking his hips, humping against Coda’s hand fervently as if doing so would add more seconds to the waves of delight he felt. The dom simply groped and rubbed on, jerking him off as best as he could. Very soon, Lester could experience that familiar light feeling that was part of the afterglow.

It felt like most of his weight was gone, like he was half floating. There was also that slowness about his movements, and the sudden realization of how firm Coda was carrying him. His leg had lost strength just as he spurted his load, and the cream stallion had held him up to prevent him from falling. The entire time, the orgasm seemed to have pulled him out of reality, where his consciousness simply streamlined and zoomed right into the purest moment of his orgasm. He had forgotten he was in the Facility, in full view of the many smiling patrons, and his own leotard attire. But the fantasy he lived out had assuredly made this orgasm rather powerful, searing it into his memory to mark it as an exquisite first time experience.

As he reconnected more with reality, he felt that warm and wet feeling where the cum had soaked into his leotard. Then there were the cold areas where it leaked down his legs, the body heat vanishing, and now serving as post-orgasm reminders. He panted, only now being conscious of how powerful the orgasm was, that it left him feeling the equivalent of taking a roller coaster. Once again, he could hear the comments on his load, and how much of a cummy mess he had made, seeing the smirks on the people who watched.

He barely had any time to take in the rest of it, feeling a pinch on his nipple through the leotard, pleasure surging like an electric shock to jumpstart his lust engine.

“Did...Master say...you could cum?” Coda asked.

Lester shivered, almost as if the dom’s tone was icy enough to send a chill down his spine. Every tweak of his nip had his breath caught, and the air filled with partial moans escaping like bats from a cave. Even his moans of pleasure were cut short, uneven and irregular as he tried to steady himself.

“Nnn...gnnn...nnn…”

Lester was slowly let go, and he did his best to stand, feeling the flush on his cheeks. Coda used his riding crop to trail up Lester’s legs, stopping at the inner thigh where the spill of cum had started to reach. He tapped it a few times, and Lester could feel the cold wetness, serving as a stamp to note to all about his orgasm.

“Hmph...you naughty Pet...It seems you’ll have to be taught a firm lesson on serving others before you can reward yourself.”

“...ghhh…”

Lester would feel Coda continue to grope and play with his bulge once more, those fingers expertly rubbing along the contours of the sub’s erection through the leotard. With each passing second, he could feel his arousal start to wake once more like embers, able to kindle, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. The snugness of the leotard only made it more prominent, as his length snaked back to life once more, and filling up the crotch area nicely.

“The rest of you, I humbly ask of you all to donate your cum to him. Please, masturbate freely as you watch me discipline and set this one in line,” Coda declared, almost professionally.

That set an odd yet arousing vibe in Lester, hearing such crude words in a manner befitting luxury hotels and restaurants. Several men gathered round and he could make out their hands, touching themselves, freeing their cocks out to jerk off. Meanwhile, Lester was being played with by both hand and wand, and Coda smirked and gave him another spank on his rear. He felt rather small now, and he could only relent to his dom’s advances.

“Nnnn!”

The vibrator buzzed once more in increased intensity, and Lester’s vision turned dark as he was moved to his knees, his face pressed into Coda’s bulge. He had never ever been so close to another man’s crotch, and he never thought it would happen even in a place like this or in his lifetime. But that flexing of Coda’s erection within that black leotard was surely no dream, and the sub stallion groaned in pleasure as he nuzzled it. He felt the crop swat hard on his rear, making him give muffled yelps in response that only added electric pleasure to what he was experiencing as he served his Master diligently.

Lester could smell a mix of musk and cologne, probably applied prior to this evening. He was familiar with natural scent, especially regarding his own. But to whiff another male’s essence had him moaning out in pleasure, humping against the wand at his bulge as he pressed his face to that bulge, almost like he was magnetized to it.

“Good Pet...I’d ask you to kiss it, but you’re still sucking that cock gag nicely.”

The chocolate stallion’s breathing deepened and became heavy, the sound amplified and exacerbated by the gag, and Coda made sure to let him breathe if needed. Lester could see the other men still rubbing their erections, and he barely had time to worry about it as his face was reunited with his dom’s package once more.

“Mmmm…hnnnn.”

“That’s it, you feel that on your face~?” Coda teased, his own pre seeping through and rubbing onto Lester’s cheek.

The chocolate stallion could only huff, the pleasure from the wand only growing and accumulating. Had it been minutes? Or longer? He had been so focused on the pleasure and orgasmic delight that it felt like the awareness of time decided to leave his consciousness. He felt horny once more, and there were obvious thrusts of his hip as he bucked in response to the wondrous pleasure. His face began to become slightly slicked with Coda’s pre, and he relished in it all the same.

Coda stroked through Lester’s mane, fingers running through the hairs as he exhaled softly in pleasure. With every nuzzle the subby horse gave, the dom only grunted more, smiling back to Lester, preparing for what was to come. For a while, Lester became acutely aware of tiny minute details, like the sensation of the tights, the way the leotard wrapped around and hugged him. Even his position as he kneeled, the buzzing of the vibrator at low, and the texture of the gag in his mouth became extremely salient.

“Ready, Pet?”

“Mmmm….mmm?”

Lester felt his face forced into Coda’s bulge once more, and he felt the warmth from that erected cock through the leotard, flexing as if it was alive. Lester grunted, so lost in pleasure that he simply nuzzled it sensually.

“I’m...cumming...Ahhhh…”

The bulge started to turn warm and wet, and there was an audible wet squelching noise. Lester’s vision became marred as Coda’s cum seeped through the leotard, and got all over his face. His other unobscured eye would see fresh equine jizz meandering down the contour made by that wondrous erection, cascading down the folds of the black fabric to form a steady milky-colored viscous stream of seed. Coda shuddered, panting loudly as he rode his orgasm out, before he smirked and pressed his bulge to the gag.

Here, Lester finally realized what the gag was also meant for.

Drops of cum went through the breathing hole, trailing down to the other end into Lester’s open mouth, allowing the subby stallion to get a taste. The phallus size itself kept his maw open, and soon enough, he would taste the jizz of his dom stud.

“Mmmm…? Mmm...”

His tongue lapped at it, that strong taste not too distant from his own. He swallowed whatever he could get, moaning again through the gag, looking up at Coda as he felt his own pleasure kept at a high but with no release. Joining that was his own breathing, labored and drawn into pants, exhaled through his nostrils.

Coda simply smiled, putting a hand gently against Lester’s cheek, wiping away jizz from his eye. There was a small moment where he seemed to be thinking, considering something and then walked off somewhere; those few minutes feeling like it could have been hours for the pleasure-denied Lester.

“I think...you’ve been a good Pet, don’t you think?”

“Hnnn...mmmm…” he nodded.

Lester’s eyed would widen as he watched Coda reappear with a large bowl. He realized the crowd had dissipated, and inside the bowl was a large serving of...cum.

“You must be thirsty after all this. Go on, drink up~”

Coda was really intending to feed him the cum that the crowd of men had given. The idea already made him moan in response, acting as a catalyst for his arousal to spike up once more. His eyes focused on the bowl, and watched intently as Coda poured the cum slowly into the gag.

“Mmm...Nnn…”

He shut his eyes, eagerly gulping it down, tasting the mix of jizz as it went down his throat, slowly and steadily. He felt Coda pull him close into a hug, patting his back as he stopped periodically to let Lester take his time to drink. The moment was a weird mix of tension and arousal, as he took in every second, letting it soak into his memory. That taste, that thickness as it went down his throat, it made his arousal crescendo gradually. There were few things that really fit the moment right now. Something about it just turned his mental dials, and his arousal never diminished whenever he thought about the taste of jizz, especially lots of it. He didn’t spend too much time trying to explain it to himself. It made him hard and horny, and he had that fetish greatly satisfied. Very soon, it was finished, and Lester found his legs weak again as the pleasure remained.

“You now...may cum, Pet~”

The vibrator went up to max, and it took only a few seconds for his orgasm to hit him.

“Hnnn...nnnn!!”

He humped fiercely, punctuated each thrust with strained groans, cum filling his leotard and trickling down to drop to the ground, making a mosaic. The waves of pleasure hit hard, feeling almost like literal shoves as if it were an attempt to sweep his mind off its feet. For those few seconds, it felt like it could have been forever, like nothing else was present in his thoughts. It was just him, the pleasure, the jizzing into his leotard, and that was it. Still he bucked his hips, like an invisible hand was there to aid in his pleasure. It might have been carnal instinct, but his needs were surely satiated. Soon, it was just him panting as he returned from that moment of high, his consciousness going back to that steady stream rather than high pressure rapids. He felt pats on his back.

“So, did you enjoy it?”

He looked at Lester, and then he realized.

“Oh, I forgot, haha!” he held the gag, and gently pulled it out.

“Gahhh...ahhh....yes...oh...oh god, so much yes…”

Coda nodded, his dominative persona morphing instantly back to the same stallion from their first meet. He smiled and undid the bonds that held Lester’s feet together, allowing him to stand normally.

“I’m very glad you did. I could hear it in your moans; you were really enjoying yourself.”

“Tonight...has been everything I’ve always wanted, this leotard, dancing for a crowd, vibrator at my crotch, drinking all that cum...just...just…everything.”

He seemed to fail to fully recount everything, like every moment was a scrambled jigsaw puzzle and an effort to piece it back to no avail. But that powerful afterglow and satisfaction was a clear signal of what a wondrous evening it had turned out to be, and he was most certainly satisfied. Sure, he would have wanted to be bound more, or maybe to do more dances to add to it. But this first evening at the Facility was already such a good fit to his fantasy, satisfying the majority of his fetishes, making for an amazing experience.

“Well, if you enjoyed it, you could request me for your next visit to this Facility~”

“N-next visit?” He had forgotten that this was a bondage play place, and such sessions could be scheduled. So far, it had been so surreal that he felt it could have been a one-off.

“Of course. You can book another session, and I’ll have everything arranged here, with maybe some additions if you want.”

Lester gulped, his mind running like a started engine at the numerous variants of his kinks, pictured so crystal clear in his mind, and he felt like his erection would spike up again. This all now felt so possible, that he could truly feel it, and already he was looking through his calendar from memory, wondering the next time he could return.

“Next week?”

“I’m free on Monday night,” Coda answered without even blinking.

“Deal...I want to dance again~”

“Let’s get you to the reception then, we’ll sign the date.”

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