In the dim glow of your laptop screen, you indulged in your secret vice, the one you’d kept hidden for so long. The video of monster cocks was your guilty pleasure, a taboo fantasy you couldn’t shake. Lost in your world, you didn’t hear the door creak open. A voice, sharp and amused, jolted you from your reverie. “Jerking to monster cock, huh!? I knew you were turned on by cock!” Goddess Lana’s laughter echoed through the room as she slammed your laptop closed. Your face burned with shame as you scrambled to cover yourself, but she stopped you with a commanding glare. She stormed out, leaving you in a state of panic, only to return moments later with a bowl of ice and a small box. “Stand up,” she ordered. Your heart pounded as you obeyed, your tiny 3” penis shrinking further in the cold water. Lana’s grin widened as she locked you in a tiny pink chastity cage, her laughter ringing in your ears. “Do as I say and you may get release! Now go get showered and shave off your body hair!” You nodded meekly, already smooth because Lana liked her men that way. Her feminine shampoos and soaps ensured you always smelled like a girl. In the shower, you scrubbed your body, feeling the humiliation of your situation deepen with every passing second. The water was scalding hot, but it did nothing to wash away your shame. When you emerged, freshly shaven and lotioned, you found an outfit laid out on the bed: a fuchsia pink satin thong, a matching cami, a short-sleeved button-up collared satin blouse, seamed lace-top thigh highs, sheer black leggings, and fuchsia strappy glittery platform heels. You dressed with trembling hands, the soft fabrics a stark contrast to the hardness of the cage locked around your cock. Goddess Lana, resplendent in a red satin wrap dress and heels, returned to the room, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Let’s get you finished up!” she declared, tying the ends of your blouse in a knot just above your belly button. She applied makeup to your face with expert precision: foundation, blush, lip liner, lip plumper, fuchsia lipstick, lip gloss, mascara, and eye shadow. When she was done, she led you to the bathroom mirror. You stared at the reflection, barely recognizing the feminine figure beside the sexy Goddess. She grinned and said, “One more thing!” Pulling your leggings and panties down, she inserted a heart-shaped plug into your ass. You jumped at the sudden thrust, but she adjusted your leggings with a practiced hand. She handed you a gold glittery clutch purse to hold your bimbo perfume, fuchsia lipstick, gloss, plumper, and mascara. She put your ID, credit card, and cash in your purse and pulled you out the door. You were so nervous, wondering if the neighbors saw you. Goddess made sure they did as she yelled, “Hurry up, Bobbie! We need to go meet some Alpha Studs!” She started up her BMW and blasted “Glistening” on the stereo. You raced downtown to the club zone. She pulled up to a club that had a line of women all dressed up, waiting to get in. Goddess told you to get in line so she could go park the car. You climbed out and found yourself standing in a line of aroused women all laughing at you. The women laughed as you slowly got closer to the entrance of the club. They asked if you had been to the show before. You had no idea and just giggled, blushing like an idiot. Goddess showed up about 15 minutes later and greeted all the girls. The women in line asked Goddess if you were together. Goddess giggled, mocking, “Yes, this is my sissy bitch! I caught her jerking off to cock earlier and figured she needed to get some relief!” The women all laughed at you, teasing and asking you to describe what you were stroking to. It took about 30 minutes to get into the club. At the door was a huge bouncer that looked like a motorcycle gang member. Once inside, you saw three muscular men on the stage doing a strip tease. Several smaller stages had men dancing on them, and waiters in running shorts served drinks to all the women. Goddess pulled your hand to two stools right next to the main stage. As you sat down, she opened her purse and looked at you. “Go get us some dollar bills! We need about $500!” You made your way through the crowd of women and half-naked waiters. You found an ATM and got $500 in dollar bills. You made your way back to the stage to see Goddess Lana receiving a sexy dance on her stool from a massive black man. She had you kneel down near his cock to put dollar bills in his thong. The night continued the same way! Goddess attracted all the masculine men, and you had to tip them. They slapped their cocks on your face and allowed you to touch their cocks. Then Goddess arranged for you to be on a chair on the stage for a special strip show. She called it your coming out! The crowd went nuts as the men teased you with their huge cocks and muscular bodies. When they were finished, Goddess led you back to the champagne room.