I didn't get any response to this post, and I'd love any feedback!

• Is the idea and scenario clear?
• Is it too niche or vanilla?
• How does the prose flow?
• Am I giving players enough space to construct their own narrative?

Prompt below :

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It's a SoulCycle/Peloton class. Live. The music is playing, it's loud, it's fun, and everyone's having a great time.I'm in my 40s. Nice ass, in spandex, going up and down on the bike. Tight bike shorts, outline of my cock visible. I've got a headset on, and I'm yelling to the crowd of mostly women :

"C'mon ladies - you can do it, put some energy into it. You came here to ride!"

You're new to cycling, in your 20s, and your girlfriend told you a spin class would be fun to do. You're loving the view of me in the mirror, and you've been keeping up with my every pedal stroke.

You are turned on from the rubbing of your pussy against the bike seat.I command you with my voice :"Turn up the resistance!". You do it."Raise your hands and stretch!". You do it. Instantly. No hesitation.I lock eyes with you, and you lick your lips, you're eager for my approval.

I know you want me. It's like no one else matters here.I get off the bike, walk over to you. No one else can see us, as the class continues. I drop your seat at the back, forcing you to stand and ride. I yank your bike shorts down, lift your t-shirt up, caress your small but perky breasts, admiring your tight ass, slapping it as I do, to the beats of the techno.

As I do, I continue to yell to the spin class in front of us : "30 mins left, let's see your asses move fast, and your legs pumping hard. Move ladies, go!"

I watch your pussy come into view, my cock is ready for you. You are still biking hard, but you sit down, taking my massive cock in as you do, impaling yourself, stretching your pussy. I continue to fuck you hard, thrusting into you as the music pounds around us. You are still attempting to bike, keeping up with the class. You don't have a choice.

You cum hard, with sweat pouring down your face. Your body is in overdrive, and the adrenaline is insane. Just in time as the class finishes up."Ladies, how was the spin class today?", I hear you announce as you pull your pants up, walking to the front, to the sound of cheers all around the room.

You mentally make a note to come take this class again. Your girl friend had a good recommendation about this class after all.

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Kinks : tons, but almost anything goes, starting from here. I'm pretty open to any direction for this, but love the power dynamic plays, where the instructor continues to manipulate the spin class student into doing steadily more depraved things in the class.

Limits : scat/snuff