Captivating Looks (Audio Script)

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“Hey, wait up!

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“Hey, wait.

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

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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 chest.

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 chest, the way he’s pulling them like that, that has to feel…

Whew, okay, he’s let them go and…

Wait why are my chest 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 chest 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.