The Nightclub: Bothersome bouncer
It's a packed Saturday at the club and the clubbers are having a great time. The music is pumping and the booze is flowing - not to mention other substances. Groups of people congregate in the stairwells where they can take a break from the dance-floor and chat. But their chatting and flirting is soon to be rudely interrupted when one of the bouncers barges in.
After dancing intimately on the dance-floor, a couple of clubbers find a quiet corner where they can talk and get to know each other.
Further down the stairs a group of friends laugh and joke, discussing their weeks and how glad they are that it's finally the weekend and they can let their hair down.
But the party mood is soon interrupted when Oleg appears. He's in a foul mood - on a come-down and looking to take it out on someone. "Hey!" He barks at the startled couple, "What are you doing standing here?"
"We were just..." begins one of them but Oleg rudely interrupts him: "I told you before - you cannot stand here," he says aggressively.
In fact the big doorman has walked past the couple several times during the night without saying a word. "Get the fuck away from here," continues Oleg.
He practically shoves the man down the stairs. "Quickly. I haven't got all day." Carmen looks on resignedly - Oleg has a fearsome reputation and there's no arguing with him when he's in this kind of mood.
"And you," Oleg turns his attentions to the girl, "no use trying to bat your pretty eyelids at me. I'm not in the mood."
He roughly moves her on too having no respect for women. "Fucking idiots," he mutters after them.
"If I see you back here I'll throw you both out," he yells after them - determined to show them he's the big man.
Carmen hurries past the other group following her friend down the stairs. She knows better than to cross Oleg but is pissed off that he's ruined what could have been a pleasant encounter.
Oleg soon arrives and immediately starts on the next group. "What are you lot doing here? Get off the fucking stairs." His ferocity shocks them into silence.
The fact that they don't instantly respond to Oleg's command angers him even more. "What? Are you all deaf or something?" He shouts even louder. "Chill out man," says one of the guys but that just winds him up even more.
"I'm the bouncer at this club and you do what I say. Otherwise I'll throw you out and make sure you can never come back." Oleg is high on the power he has over the lowly clubbers. He knows they'll do exactly what he says.
"Go on - piss off," he gestures in the direction of the main dance-floor. "OK," says one of the men trying to placate him, "we're going." They all know he'll keep his word and ban them from the club if they don't comply. And unfortunately this is the best club in town.
The subdued group of friends shuffle past Oleg wondering what's happened to upset him. He's not usually this bad.
He watches them go becoming slightly aroused seeing them follow his instructions so meekly. Now it's time to go and see Roxy and get sorted out.
Roxy stands in her regular place where the thumping music and shadows help her conduct her business discreetly. Her mood sinks when she sees the bouncer approaching.
"Hi Oleg," she says unenthusiastically. Roxy has an arrangement with the bouncers: they leave her alone in return for a cut of her takings. But Oleg is always demanding more including helping himself to her stock.
"You know what I want," he says - placing his hands on her as though he owns her. "That last lot was rubbish - didn't last two minutes. I want the good stuff this time."
"Oleg you're clearing me out! How can I make a living with you taking everything I have? Not to mention scaring off my customers." But Roxy knows there's no point trying to appeal to Oleg's better nature.
"Don't give me that crap. I know you always keep some stuff in reserve. You know it would be stupid to cross me sweetheart." His voice takes on a menacing tone.
"We have an agreement you and I," he says, placing his hands on her breasts, "if you make me happy then I will look after you."
Roxy realises she's beaten. "I might have a little left over. But you can't have too much." Hopefully if she gives him some of her reserves he'll bugger off and leave her in peace for the rest of the evening.
Oleg sneers. He always gets what he wants. Some of Roxy's finest should improve his mood.
He pushes past her and leads her down to the unisex toilets. They shouldn't be interrupted here. Roxy follows behind him hoping to get this over and done with as quickly as possible.
He enters an empty cubicle so they can conduct their "business" in private.
Roxy isn't keen on being in such a confined space with the angry man but closes the door behind them - her line of work is usually conducted behind closed doors or in dark corners.
A man at one of the urinals looks around at the couple as the door closes behind them. He can guess what's going on but seeing Oleg is involved he knows better than to say anything.
"I want the special stuff. I know you always keep the best for you and your friends," says Oleg demandingly.
Roxy rummages around in her bosom disconsolately. It's true - she always keeps some of the most potent stuff for her and her friends to enjoy after she's sold the rest of her wares.
Reluctantly she hands the large wrap to Oleg. Oh well - there goes her evening! Her friends are going to be disappointed. But what other choice does she have?
"Go careful with that stuff," she says, "it's very strong." But Oleg merely grunts as he pulls the paper package apart.
He assumes she's exaggerating to try and get him to take only a small amount. Well screw her! He tips nearly half of the packet into his big hand.
Noisily he snorts the whole lot in one go. Roxy is disgusted - what a waste of good stuff. And also how stupid to take so much like that - he's going to be completely off his head.
"That's some good stuff Roxy," he says sniffing to clear his nose. Roxy smiles feeling relieved - there's still half a gram left for her and her friends.
"This stuff always makes me horny," says Oleg, "why don't you get down on your hands and knees and take my dick out?" Roxy was afraid of this. But she doesn't dare antagonise the volatile man by refusing.
She crouches down in front of him and starts to unbuckle his belt. This wasn't the way she saw her evening go.
And to make things even worse, the greedy bastard snorts the rest of her powder in one go! Oleg thinks he's invincible and that his body can take it. He has no idea just how strong Roxy's special stuff is.
Roxy unzips his fly knowing her whole evening is ruined. Firstly he scares off all her customers, then he takes her own personal supply, now he expects her to debase herself for him.
Starting to feel hot with the first tingling of the substance taking affect, Oleg whips his t-shirt off.
Roxy lets his trousers drop to the floor. His microphone and earpiece become disconnected from his radio - cutting his contact with the other bouncers. She reaches for the waistband of his underpants and starts to pull on them.
She whips his pants down and his cock pops out into view. She tries to delay the inevitable as long as she can as she's not relishing having to pleasure this arrogant man.
Oleg looks down getting a thrill at seeing the woman where she belongs - at his feet ready to serve him. "Well?" He says, "What are you waiting for?"
Roxy takes hold of Oleg's penis. Even though she doesn't want to, she knows she has to do what he wants or he could easily put a stop to her lucrative business.
She starts stroking him to get him aroused when a strange noise from above makes her look up.
Oleg lets out a gasp of pleasure as the chemicals in his body hit him powerfully. He's in ecstasy - suddenly high as a kite and feeling like the most important man in the world. 'Can it get any better than this?' He thinks to himself - little realising that very soon he's going to regret being so greedy.
In the cramped nightclub toilet cubicle Roxy is on her hands and knees wanking Oleg's cock as instructed. The big doorman has no idea just how strong Roxy's stuff is - but he's about to find out. Having pissed off everyone in the club it's not a good idea to let yourself get into a position where you can be taken advantage of...
Roxy eyes Oleg's penis. If he'd have been nicer to her then it wouldn't be so bad. But having to pleasure him when he's so arrogant and rude is not nice.
Hearing another groan she looks up at him. 'Wow,' she thinks to herself, 'he's really off it!' She always saves the strongest for herself and her friends - Oleg has snorted enough to keep 4 people going all night.
Everything goes out of focus as the rush hits Oleg. It starts off pleasurably then starts to build and build. Even though he has a strong constitution it comes a shock.
His whole body feels like it's on fire. But he can still feel Roxy's hand tugging on his cock and it feels absolutely amazing.
Roxy can feel him start to respond in her grip and continues. She's not yet sure exactly what affect her stuff will have on him but doesn't want to risk angering him.
Oleg reaches forward to support himself, his head lolling forward. He closes his eyes for a second feeling overwhelmed.
Roxy looks up. She realises that her stuff was even more potent than she thought. An idea starts to form in her mind and a big smile appears on her face. If he's that far gone then maybe she can take advantage.
She reaches down and starts untying his shoes. "Just going to make you a little more comfortable," she says - just in case he wonders what she's up to.
She pulls his shoes off then his socks. She does everything slowly, wary of doing anything that might bring him round too soon. She could get into a lot of trouble for what she's about to do.
But she's relieved to feel him putting up no resistance, nor making a sound. So she starts to slide his trousers and underpants right down so she can take them off.
Oleg opens his eyes and stares down vacantly. He's vaguely aware of the woman at his feet but too disconnected to work out what's going on.
He puts up no resistance as she lifts his leg up and pulls his trousers off.
It feels good to let someone else take charge for a moment while the chemicals coursing through his system take their toll.
So far so good. Roxy has managed to get his trousers and underpants right off leaving him completely naked. Now for the next part of her plan.
She gathers together all his things and stands up. She sneaks past him but he's too far gone to notice anyway.
Still smiling to herself she makes her way out of the cramped cubicle. She wants to make completely sure he cannot get to his clothes and cover himself up. She wants him totally vulnerable.
Some other girls in the toilet watch with surprise as she rushes past - wondering what their friend is doing carrying what looks like a pile of men's clothes.
Just as Roxy is making her exit, Oleg comes staggering out of the cubicle himself. Some natural instinct makes him cover his privates with his hands. But he's only vaguely aware of where he is.
The room seems to be spinning around him as he looks around. He can make out other people - but they all seem to be blurry and he can't tell who they are.
He wobbles about on his feet finding it difficult to keep his balance. Alison sees the nude man emerging from the cubicle and immediately rushes over to see what's going on.
Carmen and Anna follow their friend, intrigued as she is as to why a man is wandering around the toilets with no clothes on. They sense an opportunity for some fun.
They walk over to Oleg and cannot help but laugh when they realise who it is and also just how off his head he is. This is perfect! Now they can get their own back for the way he treats them.
"Hey look what we've found fellas," says Alison to a couple of men that are using the urinals, leading the naked bouncer towards them with Anna directing him from behind.
The men turn to look and start smiling. How embarrassing! The big tough doorman completely naked! He's not so cocky and arrogant now.
"He looks in a right state," says one man to his friend, "I wouldn't want to be in his position. Not after the way he had a go at us all earlier."
Roxy marches back in having hidden Oleg's clothes somewhere he'll never find them. She grins, pleased with herself, and goes to join the others surrounding the nude man.
They giggle as they drag him around, excited by the possibilities now that he's totally helpless.
The other men finish what they are doing and head for the door, still smiling at the spectacle of the bouncer being mauled by the women. They've a feeling the ladies are going to take full advantage now he's not able to put up a fight.
"Make sure you give him our regards ladies," says one of the men as he passes - guessing that Oleg will soon rue the day that he decided to pick on them.
"Oh don't worry, we will!" Calls Carmen as he leaves, "we'll make sure he remembers all of us very well by the time we're finished with him."
The women want to see Oleg's penis - but even in his current state he tries to protect his modesty. That won't stop them though as they grab hold of his arms and start to pull them away.
He's no match for them and they shriek with delight as his cock and balls tumble into view. This is too easy! He has no strength while his system is overloaded.
The women have often speculated about the bouncer's cock and now they can see it for themselves. Better still - they can do whatever they like to it. Something that's too difficult for them to resist.
Roxy and Alison start slapping his penis with their hands, delighting in the way if flies about and slaps against his stomach. "Hey!" Exclaims Oleg groggily - aware of a sharp pain between his legs from their blows.
The women just ignore him and carry on with their game. It feels good to be getting revenge on this bossy man and showing him they are now in charge.
"Ow!" He definitely feels it when the women grab hold of his nipples and yank them. He's hazily aware that something is wrong. Who are all these women and what are they doing to him?
Then another rush hits him and he gasps with pleasure. The women laugh at him - what a fool he is for taking so much in one go. Still, it means they can get away with anything with free access to his naked body.
"This is brilliant!" Says Alison nearly crying with laughter. "He's completely helpless. We're going to have so much fun with him!"
"Starting with his cock..." She concludes - reaching down to take it in her hand. Oleg starts to feel fear breaking through his euphoria. He begins to wish he hadn't taken quite so much of Roxy's stuff all in one go. But it's too late now and he's about to find out just how far these women will go while he's in his weakened state.
Oleg doesn't know where he is or what's going on. His greed has got the better of him and the chemicals coursing through his system are affecting his judgement. Now totally naked and in the clutches of the women in the toilet he is utterly helpless.
"Let's get him propped up over here before he falls over," says Alison seeing the big man swaying on his feet unsteadily.
The women roughly shove him back against the cubicle door where they can hold him up while they explore his naked body.
Oleg is dimly aware of their greedy hands all over his body, caressing and stroking him. It's almost as though it is happening to someone else and he is just an observer.
Their wandering hands work their way down his torso. He watches slightly detached from it all yet still dimly aware that something isn't right about all this.
When Carmen squeezes his nipple he can feel the pain but it's dulled and his mind is foggy. The noise of the girls laughter and chatter sounds like it's coming down a long tunnel.
Then Roxy boldly reaches forward and grabs hold of his cock. Last time she was doing it because he was making her. Now she's doing it for her own pleasure.
"It's not very big is it?" She says, "I wonder if we can stretch it?" So saying she pulls his penis sharply while Alison squeezes his balls between her fingers.
"Ooh he's well gone!" Says Alison - amazed at how he's just letting them maul him like this. In normal circumstances taking such liberties would get them thrown out of the club well before it got to this stage.
"Look," she says jumping up, "he's smiling. I think he wants us to continue." She pulls the cheeks on his face into a grimace causing the other women to break into hysterics.
"If you want us to stop, now's the time to speak up," she says, "otherwise we'll take it that you're enjoying it." Oleg is unable to follow what she's saying let alone form a coherent response.
A delighted Alison takes over his penis from Roxy. It feels pretty hefty in her grip but she's sure she can make it even longer.
Grabbing hold of his foreskin she starts to stretch it like Roxy did, bracing herself so she can pull really hard.
Between them she and Roxy start yanking his penis and testicles about. The dull pain Oleg feels starts to intensify and even in his addled state he realises he should do something to stop it.
"Hey!" He says, his voice slurring, "Get your hands off my dick."
"It's too late now," says Alison looking up at him, "you had your chance. Now you belong to us!" Oleg doesn't understand what she is saying but he starts trying to take control of his limbs to fight them off.
"No. No!" He says raising his arms and trying to bat their groping hands away. But his movements are slow and lacking in strength. He's ineffectual against the many hands of the women.
He moans pathetically and they all laugh openly at him. They can see that he's no match for their combined strength and his actions only serve to encourage them.
"Gerrroff," he says trying to sound threatening but his voice only comes out as a squeak.
He tries to pull away from them but is totally surrounded and outnumbered. They continue to touch his naked body and Alison adds insult to injury by mussing his hair up.
"Not so tough now are we?" Calls out Roxy. The women are thrilled at being in charge of the big doorman - it's a total reversal of the normal situation and they are loving it.
He can feel one of the women's hands on his penis once again. At some primeval level his body is enjoying being touched like this and his cock starts to thicken from their attention.
Alison bats Oleg's cock upwards sending it flapping about uncomfortably.
Then she seizes it firmly and tugs on it. She loves being able to taunt him in his weakened state and take advantage of him.
She pulls so hard that Oleg pitches forward and has to stagger to remain upright.
Then she starts flicking his cock with her hand. The shock of it brings a moment of clarity to the bouncer and he roars with anger at the humiliation.
"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME!" He bellows. But it'll be a long time before his strength returns sufficiently to ward off the four determined women and they know it.
After struggling uselessly he hangs his head in defeat. "This way," instructs Roxy, "I want to check out your arse." Between them the women lead him over to the middle of the small space.
They bend him over and he puts up only the feeblest of resistance, their mocking laughter ringing in his ears.
Roxy wastes no time and parts his buttocks to get a good look at his hairy puckered hole. She knows when he regains his senses that this will be the part he finds the most degrading.
For such a macho man the idea of his most intimate part being examined let alone touched is a huge insult. Yet here he is - unable to stop her.
She runs her finger up the crack of his arse causing him to wince. "Hey! What you doing back there?" He calls out - unable to hide the tremor in his voice.
"You're our plaything now," replies Roxy confidently, "and we can do <em>whatever</em> we like to you." The women look on admiringly - impressed at how bold she's being.
It feels wrong to Oleg to be allowing a woman to do this to him. But he cannot think clearly enough to muster himself to resist.
He moans woefully as she stretches his arse wider. He can feel the cool air on his sphincter and it's very troubling for him.
Roxy starts prodding the entrance to his anus as though testing it for resistance. Oleg stiffens - suddenly afraid that she might be going further.
"No. I don't want..." He says in a small voice. "Aww," chorus the women in mock sympathy. He tries to wriggle free of their grip but they have him pinned tight.
His anus twitches from the pressure of Roxy's fingertip and Oleg lets out a howl. It doesn't hurt but the shock of having his bottom touched is too much for him.
Roxy rushes over to her handbag and returns with something hidden behind her back. She's got an idea that will really cut Oleg down to size and deal with his aggression once and for all.
She brings out a large white vibrator and starts sliding it up and down his arse crack. This is going to be fun!
Oleg tenses up as he feels the foreign object against his backside. His mind still isn't clear and every so often a rush of Roxy's stuff takes him over. But the adrenalin starts to course through his system as deep inside his mind alarm bells start to go off...
Oleg is just starting to realise how much trouble he's in. Before it was all a bit of a blur but now he's starting to panic as the women bend him over and begin showing an interested to his unprotected arsehole. It's far too late for the naked man to do anything about it as the women have him just where they want him.
"Hey! Get the fuck away from my arse!" Shouts out Oleg trying to hide the fear he feels at being so vulnerable.
Roxy runs the tip of the vibrator up and down his arse crack. "Go on Roxy," encourages Anna, "shove it up his arse."
"No fucking way that's going up my arse!" He bellows. But the women are easily able to restrain him between them and he knows they can do whatever they want to him.
"It's about time you learnt some manners," says Roxy as she presses the plastic object against his resistant sphincter.
It feels very strange having the buzzing thing touching his most intimate part and he clenches tight - desperate to keep Roxy from penetrating him.
But she's determined to fuck his arse and drives the vibrator into him.
Oleg howls. The pain is excruciating and takes him completely by surprise.
The women guffaw with laughter seeing the big man humiliated like this. They know just how insulting it is for such a macho man to be anally penetrated.
Try as he might he simply cannot prevent Roxy from sliding the thing in and out of him. For someone used to being in control it's a deeply unpleasant experience.
Roxy works the vibrator in and out slowly, delighting in the moans of pain from the naked man. She wants to fuck him so hard he'll never forget it.
She plunges it in as deep as it will go. Oleg can feel it right in his guts and the shock silences him momentarily before he starts to shout again.
Carmen smiles up at her friend. It's satisfying knowing that this aggressive thug is being taught a lesson.
With his arms pinned behind his back and bent over like this there's no way he can get away. And if he did - he has no clothes. Where would he go?
His mind is still muddled as he tries to think of a way to put a stop to this painful experience. But he knows deep down that the women have him beaten.
The vibrations shoot up deep inside him and he starts to experience a sensation that's strangely erotic alongside the discomfort of having his arse stretched.
"GET IT OUT!" He says with ferocity - hoping to scare them into letting him go. But their peals of laughter tell him they aren't in the least intimidated by him.
He gnashes his teeth against the pain. He has no idea how big the thing is that they are sticking into him, but it feels massive in his tight virgin anus.
"Don't worry," says Roxy, "you'll get used to it. In fact, I bet you'll be begging us to fuck you every time we come to the club."
Oleg can feel tears pricking the corner of his eyes and desperately blinks them back. Although distraught he doesn't want to give the women the satisfaction of seeing him cry.
He arches is back as Roxy rams the vibrator in and out. The pain never lessons - it hurts just as much now as it did when she started.
"I know," says Roxy, "let's get him up on his back. Then I can fuck him really deep." Just when Oleg thought it couldn't get any worse.
The women quickly bundle him over to the sinks and fling him up on them. The speed at which they work makes his head spin and he closes his eyes.
Somehow knowing how much it's going to hurt makes it even more unbearable this time. But he's resigned to his fate knowing the women will show him no mercy.
Roxy grabs his dick and starts pulling on it as she slides the vibrator in. She knows full well where the male g-spot is and thinks it highly amusing that she can be turning him on at the same time as causing him so much pain.
His arse is much looser now so she has no trouble sliding the vibrating object into him.
Oleg protests feebly even though he knows they won't be swayed by it. It seems worse somehow that his penis is being tugged on while he's being fucked.
He's in a world of pain at the hands of the women. To think that mere minutes ago he was confidently strutting around the club barking out orders. Now here he is in agony and utterly helpless.
He knows that even when this is all over the women will have power over him. There's nothing he won't do to keep this humiliating ordeal secret from the other bouncers.
And he's sure his backside will be ruined for weeks from being repeatedly penetrated by the women.
Anna, Roxy, Alison and Carmen are having a whale of a time. Oleg nearly ruined their whole evening by bossing them around but now they have him where they want him they are enjoying every second.
"I'm going to get you back for this," spits out Oleg vengefully, "you're going to regret trying it on with me."
"Don't be silly," says Anna unperturbed, "you're our little pet now. And you'll do <em>exactly</em> what we say at all times. Otherwise we'll make sure everyone in the entire nightclub finds out that you let a group of women strip you and fuck you."
"You fucking wouldn't!" He says through clenched teeth. "Oh yes we fucking would," replies Anna calmly, "just try us."
Oleg bawls in impotent rage knowing that he'll be beholden to these evil bitches forever!
His pointless shouting just makes the women laugh all the more. They might just tell the other bouncers for the hell of it - just to see the look on Oleg's face when they confront him.
Oleg is destroyed. He's never felt so weak and helpless in all his life. His arse throbs painfully and every second he has to spend on his back adds to his sense of debasement.
"Why are you doing this to me?" He asks - oblivious to the fact that his own behaviour has gotten him into this position.
"How much time do you have?" Says Roxy - pulling the vibrator all the way out - giving Oleg the hope that she might be finished with him.
"You've fucked with us every time we've come to this club. Now it's your turn to be on the receiving end." With that she shoves it right back in again - happy to hear his agonised grunt.
"You're lucky we're letting you off so lightly," says Anna and the women howl with laughter.
All the while Anna plays with Oleg's penis - stimulating him to add to his sense of shame.
It's working - he doesn't want to but he finds himself getting aroused. A real man shouldn't get turned on while having something shoved up his arse! He feels utterly dreadful.
"I think we should make him cum," says Alison with a grin. "It'll calm him down. And it'll show him we can do whatever we like to him. 'What?' Thinks Oleg to himself, 'No fucking way!' But he has a horrible feeling these women will get their way in the end no matter what it takes.
Although bouncer Oleg's mind is still hazy, he can definitely feel the intense pain of having his anus penetrated by the vibrator in Roxy's hand. But there's no way out for the aggressive man and the women aren't about to let him go yet. There's one further humiliation they intend to inflict on him before they are done.
Ejaculating is the last thing on Oleg's mind with the pain he's in. He turns the air blue with his threats but deep down knows he has no power over the women any more.
And the women aren't the slightest bit intimidated by him. He's lost all his authority over them and they know they have him over a barrel.
Roxy continues to fuck his arse with her vibrator making him wail. It's important that he realise that the women can do whatever they want to him.
Finally she thinks he's probably had enough and whips the plastic thing out of his anus. She and Alison admire their handiwork - seeing his throbbing sphincter stretched.
Even though the vibrator has been removed Oleg's backside is still in agony. He doubts he'll be able to sit down for many days to come. But the physical scars will heal long before the mental ones.
The women sit him up and Alison immediately grabs hold of his penis. Roxy stands next to him, taunting him: "We're going to make you cum now. That's nice of us isn't it?"
Alison gently tugs on his penis while Anna and Carmen run their hands up and down his body to stimulate him.
"You must be desperate to empty your balls," says Alison. "No. No. Leave me alone," Oleg protests feebly. But he's beaten and exhausted - unable to offer much resistance.
"It'll also help control his aggression," says Roxy to Alison while Oleg stares down helplessly.
"You're going to be very nice to us from now on when we come to this club," says Roxy grabbing his face. Oleg dreads their next visit already wondering what they'll do to him.
"You belong to us now and we'll expect V.I.P. treatment from you. That includes allowing us full access to your naked body whenever we want it." It's even worse than Oleg feared!
He looks at the woman speaking to him. Oh how he underestimated her! He thought women in general were easy to bully and control - but he's now realising how stupid he was.
He makes an attempt to try and regain some authority. "You bitches are barred from this club! You'd better not show your faces here again or else..."
Roxy grabs a handful of his hair and jerks his head backwards. "Or else what? Or else you'll tell the other security guards how we fucked you with a vibrator and how you loved every second?"
Alison never lets go of his penis, stroking it in a way that she knows drives men wild. Even with all the chemicals in his system he feels himself starting to respond.
Her rhythmic manipulations feel good - which angers him even more. To be made to do something like cum on demand against his will is the ultimate humiliation.
"I think he likes this," says Alison - smiling across at her friend, "his dick is starting to get hard."
"Why can't you just leave my cock alone?" He asks pointlessly.
"Because like the rest of you, your cock is ours to play with. And right now we want to see you cum for us. It's not much to ask is it?" Explains Alison.
Oleg's emotions are in a whirl. On the one hand he's furious at being treated like a piece of meat. On the other his body is definitely starting to react to Alison's attentions.
He tries to control himself but his penis has other ideas and soon thickens in the girl's tight grip.
His senses are overloaded with the other women stroking and teasing his body.
He feels totally out of control of himself. It's more powerful even than the stuff he took off Roxy earlier.
His macho ego wants her to stop. But his aching balls want her to carry on. It's very confusing and his resistance is weakening.
He hates that he wants to cum so badly but there's no stopping now the pressure has built up. He throws his head back and breathes heavily as the strong sensation overflows.
It happens despite his best efforts: the big man is made to ejaculate by the cunning women.
The first jet of semen shoots out of the end of his penis as the orgasm takes him over.
Now he's started there's no stopping as he shoots his load. More and more of the sticky white stuff fires forth.
The women watch delightedly as his balls empty themselves. They feel a sense of achievement at having been able to milk this masculine man.
All the pent up aggression and tension leaves his body as he cums all over the floor. For a brief moment he forgets everything but the pleasure of being wanked.
Eventually the torrents of sperm subside and Alison squeezes the last few drops from Oleg's penis with satisfaction.
The women cheer - pleased with themselves at having successfully drained the doorman of his semen.
Alison has the filthy stuff all over her hands and cannot resist shoving them in Oleg's mouth to make him taste his own semen.
He struggles and pulls away but it doesn't stop her. The salty tasting liquid fills his mouth and the woman makes sure he swallows it all before she lets go of him.
Oleg grimaces in disgust. Being made to eat his own cum only adds to his sense of shame. He'll never forget the taste or sensation as it slides down the back of his throat.
Anna has a brilliant idea and retrieves her phone from her handbag. Now they'll have a record of the fun they've had with Oleg!
"Please," he begs - totally humbled by the women, "can I get dressed and go now?"
Even as he speaks a bright flash of light blinds him. 'What the hell?' He wonders before realising what's going on.
Seeing the phone's flash firing and suddenly aware that the girl is taking photos, Oleg puts his hand up to try and block his face. 'Oh no!' He thinks - realising that these photos could end up <em>anywhere</em>.
"Nooooo!" He cries pathetically as Alison pushes his arm away. She and Roxy smile and pose with their victim. Roxy holds his penis aloft like a prize.
Alison points to Oleg's still semi-erect dick as Anna takes shot after shot. Perfect to ensure the burly doorman's future cooperation.
His angry face is captured perfectly and Anna makes sure to share every photo with the rest of her friends so they can all enjoy his humiliation whenever they want. She takes some video too - the better to blackmail him with.
"OK. OK! I'll do whatever you say. Just stop taking the photos," he pleads. "Oh we know you will Oleg," says Roxy, "but we need a few more for our private collection."
"Not so tough now are we?" Says Alison in fits of laughter as the man shuffles off the sink unit ready to make a bolt for the door. Oleg knows that for the rest of his life he'll be beholden to these women and will have to satisfy their every whim. No more is he a big tough bouncer, now he's merely a plaything for the female patrons of the nightclub...
