It'd taken a while after my break-up, but my friends had finally convinced me to ditch the sweatpants and get dressed up for a night out. I was unsure at first, but they were right, I needed to get back out there.

I got myself ready, and looked myself over in the mirrored door of my wardrobe. I wasn't a bad looking guy, standing at 6'2 with short brown hair and light blue eyes. Broad shoulders that framed an athletically toned torso.

I'd pulled on a pair of light blue jeans and a black shirt that complimented my slight tan and showed the bottom half of a sleeve tattoo on my right arm.

I met my friends in a local pub, and after a few drinks, one phoned a taxi and off to the club we went. My brow furrowed as we went in the complete opposite direction to our usual place.

"Where the fuck we going?" I asked confused.

"Relax, Chris." One of my friends told me with a chuckle "New place edge of town." That was all he'd said.

From the outside, it looked a bit of a dive, but at this time of night, any big building would. But inside, the owner definitely had taste. Modern, minimalist decor in a brightly lit lobby. The doors opened to a darker room, but still, even in the low club lighting, you could tell everything was classy and tasteful.

Inside, I scanned the room, a stage to one side, a small dance floor, but it didn't seem to have anyone on it, despite the tables being full of people. Music was playing but it wasn't deafening like in most clubs.

A little further people watching and whilst everyone was dressed impeccably, I noticed some had collars around their necks. Not just the fashionable choker type that women wear, but men and women alike were wearing actual collars.

I'd heard about this sort of thing before and often been curious about it, but never got involved.

"Man this place blows" One of my friends complained.

"Relax, the show will start soon then we can head off. Chris, get the first round in...you've been out the loop for so long, it's bound to be your turn at the bar" Another said.

As I headed to the bar, I could feel a set of eyes on me, but I put it down to the fact I felt slightly underdressed. The barmaid eyed me curiously, but still served me. With four beers in hand, I headed over to the table my friends were at.

As the light on the stage grew brighter, the music died. The sound of stiletto heels clicking on hardwood got louder as a woman dressed in high fashion lingerie stepped onto the stage.

"Dude, girl/girl show" my friend whispered excitedly. But groaned when on the end of the woman's leash was a man.

"Come on, lets go see the other rooms" He said standing up. Thankfully, our table was at the back of the room, so we didn't disturb anyone at the front, but we still got a few looks.

I shook my head. I was glued to my seat. Captivated by the woman on stage, and found myself wishing I was the man as she bound him to a St Andrews cross.

"Alright, whatever" They said, and suddenly, I was alone watching the show. All eyes on the show on stage.

All, except yours. They were on me.

*****

Slow burn femdom prompt where I enter my first FLR with an experienced Domme. I say slow burn, because I wouldn't expect to go from curious to collared submissive overnight.

Very open to most kinks, but my favourites would be; spanking, pegging, worship, orgasm control, ball busting, chastity, mild humiliation.

Like I said though, open to most but hard limits are; toilet, excessive violence/permanent harm, beast, anything illegal to be honest!

Prefer to play over reddit DM. Really hope to hear from someone!