Gay Sub Publicly Humiliated By His Master

I reach the door to my favorite club, I need to relax.
It’s no ordinary club, no it’s a fetish club and not just any fetish club. This one has shows where some guy is bound and abused in front of an audience. I really enjoy the shows and sometimes take part abusing some willing young guy for the pleasure of the audience.
I enter and show them my membership card, I pay a small entrance charge and then I check in my large winter overcoat. It’s warm in here as opposed the the harsh winter chill outside. There is a mirror in the foyer and I check myself out. I’m 52, around 5’9″ and going slightly grey with a full head of hair. I’m not overweight but I could probably do with working out to trim myself up a bit. I think I am fairly handsome, I like my face anyhow and I don’t seem to have to much problems meeting younger guys. I’m wearing leather chaps, a leather pouch that only just contains my 9″ cock, a leather waistcoat and a peak leather cap. I turn round and check out my bare ass, I’m pleased it still looks pert and fuckable at my age.
The club is a complex of rooms, some are just small rooms with benches, some have bondage apparatus and some are cubicles with glory holes. The main room is the show room, with a main stage area surrounded by tall tables and stools for the audience. Opposite is the bar and I head straight there to purchase a drink. As the barman is fetching my beer I look around and see it’s fairly busy, quite a few middle aged guys and a small number of young guys. They are all dressed quite differently, one guy is dressed...