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Adventurous twink George and his lesbian friend Elaine are both in committed dom/sub relationships. Their doms have convinced them to wear vibrators out in public in exchange to prime seats at the first night of a new opera. How many orgasms willMoreAdventurous twink George and his lesbian friend Elaine are both in committed dom/sub relationships. Their doms have convinced them to wear vibrators out in public in exchange to prime seats at the first night of a new opera. How many orgasms will their tormentors force from them - and will they be found out and humiliated in front of the entire Royal Opera House?This adventurous 3,700 word LGBT-themed story contains strong S&M lifestyle elements, public sex, tease and denial, and a kinky competition between the two subs.Excerpt:And still, Master did nothing- just left me sitting there, trying to listen to the music, letting me stew in my own thoughts. What if I gave myself away somehow? What if I were somehow discovered, found out? I’d be front-page news across the whole country! Images of newspaper mastheads swam across my brain.“CAUGHT IN ROYAL OPERA HOUSE”“PUBLIC PLEASURE FOR GAY PERVERT”“DISGRACED MAN DISRESPECTS US ALL”There would be my picture, for all the world to see. My name, age, where I lived. Shaming me to my family, my friends…my employer! There’s no way that my boss wants to know that I go to the opera wearing vibrators in my free time! I should just pick up the phone…text my safeword to Master, and then see if we can salvage things later, knowing that we’ve found my limit at last.It took a huge act of willpower, but somehow I gained control over my own thoughts. I told myself firmly to concentrate on the stage, and I did! For about five seconds. Then I had to shift uncomfortably again…because I realised that my fevered imaginings of hideous consequences had left my cock hard as steel inside my braided trousers. I nervously tugged at the neck of my shirt, and knew for certain that I was prepared to carry on.And then I felt it. It was so gentle. That horrid bullet vibrator, resting against the underside of my balls. I froze, and steeled my nerves. Here we go. You asked for this, I reminded myself.