Captivating Looks

“Hey, wait up! ”

“Hey, wait. ”

“Excuse me! Would you- ugh, rude, move please. ”

Damn, it’s too crowded in here.

“Hi, can I just get by?”

“Wow, thanks.”

Where did they go? I just saw them a moment ago.

Fuck, I think I lost them… I don’t even know how I’m going to find anyone in this crowd. I told my friends we should have picked somewhere else.

So what if this is the hottest club in the city right now? I wouldn’t have minded a theme, but did we really need to be here on Fetish Night?

‘Don’t be such a prude’ they said, ‘live a little’ they said… It’s not like I’m actually a prude, I’ve lived plenty… …but do people need to show off that much?

All that latex, leather and gimp stuff. There’s even a guy in a dog mask, walking on a leash.

I mean, that woman over there… she’s wearing a monoglove and it looks like that guy’s making her drink from his glass.

I wonder if he’s her boyfriend… or maybe her Dom? I wonder what that feels like, being exposed like that in front of everybody… and submitting to somebody else.

Oh! What’s happening? The whole club’s just gone dark…

Well it can’t be a power outage. The music is still on.

And… oh, the stage lights are coming on too…

Looks like there’s going to be a show, if the way the lights are coming up to illuminator that massive… is that a bamboo log?... suspended in the centre of the stage.

Well, that’s definitely not what I expected. Wonder what’s next…. Dorothy, asking if we’re in Kansas still?

Oh, okay… didn’t have to wait long to find out. Now there’s a woman in the tiniest skirt and she’s just… skipping in circles.

She’s really leaning in to the ‘little miss innocent’ vibe. Red circles on her cheeks, braided hair, red hood and a basket that she swings around….

Wait, is this supposed to be little red riding hood?

Huh. Guess Dorothy wasn’t even that far off.

Is there a fairytale kink? Or would this be considered cosplay? I thought that was more an anime thing…

Whoa, the wolf, that’s so cool!

He looks incredible. I mean, terrifying, but incredible. His body is painted, and the details on his face give the illusion of a wolf’s jawline and his wild hair really adds to the feral feel of his face… but the really captivating part is how little else there is to his “costume”. Just a harness, some detailed body paint and a tail.

Well, he’s definitely got the body for it. Fascinating… I actually am intrigued to see what happens next.

There’s so much going on but no one’s saying anything. The big, bad wolf is taking up the whole road and it looks like Little Red is trying to tell him she wants to pass. The wolf keeps looking at her basket and even though no one’s talking, I can feel their emotions… this is intense! She’s hiding the basket but I think he’s going to go for it anyway- Oh! Nice, she faked him out and….

Now they’re fighting over the basket…

Oh no, you dropped it.

In the version I remember, there were cookies and wine in that basket… but that’s definitely not what’s in this one. The wolf seems to be very curious about it, though.

He picks each item up, one at a time and holds them up so we can see them.

Looks like there’s a… I don’t actually know what that is. It kinda looks like a bone but it’s not the right colour… and it seems kinda soft. Looks like there might be a few of those in Little Red’s basket.

There’s also a thin metal chain, a black candle, Oh! Ah, so, that’s a whip… and what is that last thing?

It almost looks like a massage wand, you know, the ones that get sold as back massagers or whatever even when we know they’re meant for… not backs.

Looks like I’m on to something, with the way Little Red is acting so shy now. She’s being so coy as she bites her nails and rocks on her heels.

She looks shy… right up until she looks at the wolf. That innocence is gone in an instant and, wow, I mean… who’s about to devour who?

The wolf seems to have something in mind as well. He picks up that weird bone. Oh, yeah, that’s definitely not a bone is it?

He’s going to throw it. No wait, he’s still holding something. Oh, it’s a coiled up rope. Well, it was a coiled up rope.

The way they’re looking at each other… I feel like I shouldn’t be watching, but I can’t look away.

Little Red is playing with the ends of her cape, opening them provocatively before slowly letting the whole thing slip from her shoulders.

She puts her wrist together and stretches her arms out in front of her.

He shakes his head and motions for her to turn around. She follows his command, turning so her back is to him, and puts her wrists together again behind her back.

The wolf is pulling her close and putting the rope around her wrists.

Huh, looks like this isn’t his first time tying someone up. His hands move so quickly, and he looks so confident. Little Red, on the other hand, looks so flustered and out of her element… but it seems like she likes it. Fair, honestly. If all wolves looked like him, I’d probably be down for it as well.

And I’d especially let him do that… Wow, the way he’s rubbing his paws along her thighs and up her sides… he’s so close to her now as he touches her, paws moving hungrily over her body all the way up to her breasts.

I wonder what it would feel like to be so helpful while someone massaged my tits. Okay, not just anybody, but that wolf.

He moves even closer, rubbing his entire body against her… she seems to really like it. Can’t say I blame her.

Well that escalated quickly… he just tore her dress completely off and, as the torn fabric falls from her body, her bare breasts are exposed to the entire audience.

I mean, she’s got great tits. But I don’t think I could do that in front of all these people.

Even thinking about being that exposed gives me the ick.

The wolf doesn’t care about everyone watching them at all, he just keeps on fondling her breasts, pulling on her nipples.

Did he really just forget about the audience like that, or does exposing her like that turn him on?

Whoa, what is he doing? He’s being so rough with her nipples, the way he’s pulling them like that, that has to feel…

Whew, okay, he’s let them go and…

Wait why are my nipples hard watching that? What the hell is happening?

My top is so thin, I hope no one’s looking… there’s no hiding, so I can only hope no one is paying attention to my tits.

I shift in place, and try crossing my arms to look casual as I cover myself. I don’t want anybody to think that all of that rope-stuff is turning me on.

I’m really not into this sort of thing. And I’d definitely never let myself be used like that…especially with a room full of strangers watching.

But the pressure from my arms crossed over my chest must be making it worse, cause now my nipples are tingling and I’m so aware of how hard they are…. Mmh…

Oh my god, I need to focus. I nearly started playing with my own tits right here in this crowd!

Why is this happening? I don’t even like what’s happening right now, I’m not into this. But at least everybody was looking at the show and not paying attention to…

Oh my god, there’s a woman like, right there… she’s staring right at me. Oh god, she’s definitely watching me. And if her smile tells me anything, she knows exactly what I’m thinking.

She holds my gaze and I know I’m staring but I don’t know what to do now.

Maybe I should just pretend I didn’t notice her, noticing me?

I can just look… anywhere else. Yeah… wait, no maybe not at my feet… I’ll look. Yeah! Back at the stage. If I just watch Little Red and the wolf…

She’ll definitely buy that. I’m just watching the show.

But woah, things are moving quickly. The wolf’s torn what was left of Little Red’s dress, and she’s only wearing these teeny white panties. Man, the wolf is really going for it.

The way he winds the rope around her torso looks almost like he’s trying to make her a new bra…. but he’s wrapping her arms up too. She won’t be able to move her arms like that, and he just keeps winding the rope around her until her wrists are pinned again too.

She looks absolutely helpless, completely at his mercy as he grabs her by the hair and yanks her head back.

The wolf stares into Little Red’s eyes, and it feels like time stops as they stare intensely at one another. Then, they kiss.

I can’t tell anymore if this is real or just for show? Seems real enough at least. She’s breathing heavily, and definitely looks like she’s enjoying it.

I glance down and realize my hands are gently working my own tits again. Honestly! There are people here. Get it together!

I mean, I don’t even like that rope stuff. Or so I thought.

But those two… She seems to trust him fully… And this mix of being rough and gentle…

He takes another length of rope and wraps it around her legs, stopping several times to kiss her.

As he works the rope down her body, I become more aware of my own and I notice that the tingling has started again… but lower.

Why is this stuff turning me on? I know some people are into this, but I’m not like that.

I better keep my hands close to my sides, I don’t want to touch myself in even weirder places.

Do other people in the audience feel the same way? No, no matter where I look, everybody seems super relaxed, arms in neutral positions.

It’s just me reacting like this, staring at everyone… and that woman from earlier, in the bodysuit….

Fuck! Why is she still staring at me? Show’s up there, lady.

No, don’t look over here.

Focus on the show!

The wolf’s picked up another rope and I can’t look away as he looks it through the rope that binds her chest before throwing it over the bamboo above them both. He winds the rope round her legs too and then he… He’s pulling her up!

And there she is, floating in the air like a neat little package. She’s squirming, like an insect trapped in a spider’s web, looking for an escape. But there’s no chance.

early naked, tied up, exposed for everybody to see, she’s at the mercy of the big bad wolf.

Oh god, my pussy is throbbing. I think I’m actually getting wet. But with the way my arms are tucked against my sides, it’s going to look like I just need to pee if I start clenching my thighs.

But maybe that’s exactly what I need… to go to the bathroom and take care of myself, just to take the edge off.

I don’t want to miss the show though, I need to know what the Wolf and Little Red are gonna do next.

He reaches down, into the basket and retrieves the thin chain. Kneeling below Little Red, he rakes his claws down her belly and pinches her nipples, which is when I notice he’s exactly at nipple level…

His tongue darts out, licking her nipple as he uses his claws to flick the end of the chain… is that… oh my god, it’s nipple clamps.

Now he takes the clamps and - oh god, with one quick motion, he snaps the clamp down on both her nipples at once.

She squirms, mouth open in a perfect “O”. It’s obvious she’s in pain at first but then… when her eyes open again, they’re soft and clear… and she’s smiling at the wolf. Weird, it’s almost like she’s thanking him.

I watch them kiss again and I can’t look away from it all.

Pleasure and pain… who would have thought that this kind of thing could turn me on so much? I wonder if I would like it being done to me… as much as I like what I’m watching now…

Ah, I’m so horny right now, I can’t think straight. Let me just… Ah…

Oh god, I actually just put my hand down my…

Did she see that?

No, she’s looking at the sta…

Oh no, she’s turning her head- no, quick, look away! Did she notice me watching her? Ugh, doesn’t matter. I can just pretend it didn’t happen.

But now I feel like I’m being watched. I can feel her gaze on my skin.

And why does that turn me on even more? I wonder if Little Red Riding Hood is this horny… if the thought of all these people watching her is turning her on too.

Oh god, just imagining that… being tied up, naked, exposed for a room full of people to see.

I just need something... a little friction. No, no, no…. I have to stop. I can’t put my hand between my legs here, but I could… mm, yeah, I can just rub my thighs together like that. Yes.

Oh my god, why do I keep look in her direction? She’s looking at me again… and I can’t look away.

She looks stunning in her super-short minidress. The latex is so tight against her body… her small boobs… she’s really hot, actually.

I can’t even believe I’m thinking like this as I take in her spiked hair. It’s hot pink, and looks perfect on her, especially with the dramatic makeup and her nose ring.

She’s definitely looking at me now, and there’s no way to pretend I wasn’t staring. She knows exactly what I’m thinking, doesn’t she?

Stay cool. Breathe.

My heart is racing, what is going on here? Is it because of the show or Because of her?

Stop, just… focus on the stage. What’s happening up there? I watch intently as the wolf holds a now-lit candle over Red’s bare ass, and the wax slowly drips down onto her skin.

The dark splatters of wax on her pale skin look incredible. The way she’s squirming with every new drop makes me want to feel it too. I can’t stop imagining how it would feel to surrender myself like that… but I can’t figure out why it makes me feel so turned on, and so exposed?

Is it because I like being watched? Cause I definitely like the way I can feel her eyes on me, as if she’s reading every thought I have right off my body. Because I feel like being watched?

Are you checking me out too? Do you like what you see?

Compared to you, I must seem so boring. You’re fully fetish glam, while my mini skirt and sparkly top are just plain party wear.

Are you actually still watching me, or is it just in my mind? Maybe I just wish you were…

No, nope, you’re definitely watching me. It’s like you’re trying to catch my eye now… it feels almost like a game. Oh god, what do I do now?

You arch a brow, looking unamused at my schoolgirl blush and awkward giggle when you catch me watching you. God, this is embarrassing.

You look smug as you hold my gaze and purse your pretty lips. You don’t break the stare and I feel trapped by the weight of your attention on me. It’s turning me on even more.

But what now?

You open your mouth and stick out your tongue… what are you doing?

You slip one long finger between your plush lips, and it disappears into your mouth as you suck in, cheeks hollowing with the lewd action.

Slowly, you withdraw your finger and hold it up for me to see. Your finger is all wet, and saliva strings from your lips to the tip, catching the low light in the crowded club. I watch, mesmerised, as you drag your now wet finger down your chin… your throat.. And between your breasts over your dress.

With your other hand, you slowly lift up your skirt until I can see your latex panties. Your finger disappears between your legs…

No, you can’t! You push your finger between your legs… right here, with all those strangers around us. What if someone sees you?

But you don’t seem to mind if they do, and no one’s really looking at us anyway. It’s just me, you, and your hand in your latex panties.

Wow, if only I could be as brave as you are. I can feel my body throbbing, needy and desperate, but I could never be so bold. Not here.

You turn your attention back to the stage and I follow your gaze to see that- oh. Oh, Little Red is now upside down, still squirming as the Wolf teases her by loosening some of the ropes. I can’t tell if she’s trying to get free, or writhing in pleasure. She looks like a worm, caught on a hook.

That’s what I feel like. Hooked.

As if the show wasn’t turning me on already… I resist the urge to look back at you, knowing that you’re doing what I want, but am too ashamed to do.

I fight the urge to watch you, but I can’t resist… it’s just too strong.

Your smile is victorious, as if you knew my attention would return to you. Like you knew I couldn’t help it. And damn, you are right.

What are you doing? The skirt of your dress hikes higher until I can see you hooking your thumbs into your panties and - this can’t be real - push them to your thighs.

Your pussy is clean shaven, and exposed to me and the entire room.. But I’m the only one watching you.

There’s that grin again, as you catch the way I bite my lip while I look at you. Are you imagining my lips on yours… the ones you’ve just exposed to me?

Because I’m imagining it. I keep my hands behind my back, just like Little Red Riding Hood when the Wolf first tied her up. I imagine myself on my knees with you standing above me. The She-Wolf and her innocent lamb.

Oh god, I can’t take it anymore. I’m so horny.

You fix your eyes on me again, a question lingering there as you tip your chin out and… was that an invitation? Do you want me to do it too?

You hold my gaze as you push two fingers between your legs, eyes fluttering closed as I watch you. You use two fingers to tease your pussy, but I can’t see exactly…

Yes, you’re playing with yourself. Holy fuck you’re masturbating right here, out in the open, for all the world to see. But no, no way I could ever do that.

On stage, Red is enjoying herself too as the wolf lashes her skin with kisses from the whip he holds now. It’s like the most beautiful torture- pleasure and pain with every new sound.

You’re torturing me too, your unspoken challenge and public play taunting me…

Should I… join you? I can tell you want me to. My body wants me to give in…

I try to read your face, but it’s open and you only have a gentle smile, an invitation. I’ve never met you before, never talked to you… but that smiles make feel so much more confident.

Okay. I’ll do it. For you!

I’m not as brave as you, so I look around, just to check again that no one’s watching me. I know my friends are here somewhere after all… and I don’t want to get caught wet handed.

Huh, if they could see me now. Their heads would explode. Who’s the prude now?

I pull my skirt up slowly. Then I turn my back to you, looking over my shoulder to make sure you’re watching me.

You are, and I smile as I watch your mouth fall open as you take in my ass. I know my tiny g-string doesn’t leave much to the imagination, and I hope you like the view….

Mm, yes, you definitely do like it. Your expressive face is so easy to read and it gives me confidence to keep going. Your eyes slowly travel up my body to meet my gaze before you lick your pretty plump lips. They look all wet.

And you? What do you want to do next? I wonder if you’d like to tie me up and torture me….

I mean after all, that’s kind of what you’re doing now. Your eyes are locking me in place, and you torture me by making me feel so desperately needy, so torn between my shame and my desire.

But I can’t resist you. You want to watch, then I’ll give you a show.

I turn back around to you and push my panties down my thighs. The tiny piece of fabric falls to the floor and I spread my feet slight so I can feel- Mmm, the air feels cool against my skin, even though it’s super hot in here. Must be because I’m soaking wet.

I lift up my skirt so you can see my bare pussy.

Your grin is greedy and delighted as you meet my eyes and then reward me by plunging two fingers deep inside you.

Or… I thought it was a reward, but the question in your eyes makes it clear that it’s a challenge. You want more? Fine…

I can do that too, see?

Ah! Oh fuck, this feels even better when you’re watching me.

My other hand goes instinctively to my boobs, teasing my nipples through the thin fabric. I kinda wish you could do this for me. Wouldn’t that be hot?

You can’t touch from over there but.. Do you wanna see them?

I feel bolder now, and barely hesitate as I lift up my top and show you my breasts.

You lick your lips again, slow and seductive.

I’m so worked up, I can almost feel the touch of your tongue on my sensitive skin. You are rough and eager, just like the wolf when he was sucking on Red’s tits.

Would you pinch and twist them too, I wonder? You would, I think, so I twist them now.

Mmm, I think I’d like it too. I think I’d even beg for more. I want that sweet mix of pleasure and pain.

Was that you?

No, that came from the stage, and a quick glance tells me you’re looking there too.

Little Red is suspended by just one leg, and the wolf is working her leg into a new angle and securing her like that with the rope he holds… What is he up to now?

He’s holding the massage one in one hand and he seems to be… oh my god,he’s using the rope to tie it to her. He seems to be satisfied with the angle, the big head of it resting just below her pussy. Then, he switches it on.

Oh God, I’d be going crazy. You too?

Our gazes find each other again.

Your hand works furiously between your legs…

I match your pace, unable to remember why I resisted this before. Fuck, yes… this is so hot.

You roll your hips, almost as if you’re dancing in place as your mouth falls open and I can see the pleasure in your face.

Are you about to cum? Are you?

Yes, yes, I’m close… I’m going to cum soon too.

Did you finish? Do you want me to? Right here, like this?

Your eyes meet mine again and you seem more in control now. You push your finger inside once more, more slowly this time. Then you pull it back out and…

…put it in your mouth, swirling your tongue all around to lick and suck your juices off your finger. Oh God…

Oh yes, I want to lick it. I want to taste you. I want to lick you, let me be your Little Red Riding Hood - I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.

Oh fuck, I can’t believe I just did that. Holy shit, that was weird. Weird, but good. Really good, right?

Little Red’s being released as well. The wolf removed the massage wand from her thigh before releasing the rope so he can carefully lower her. They hug and share a kiss.

I think I’d like that too. But I’m not sure I’m brave enough to walk up and ask for a hug after that. …. And where did you go? You seem to have vanished when I only looked away for a second.

Damn, and now everyone’s moving as the crowd disperses from the stage…

I don’t know what to do, I already lost track of my friends. Now you too?

Just when I thought this night was getting better!

But what was…I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to find-

“Hey there, Riding Hood. Did you get lost in the woods?” ”