FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

He walked into the club at the apex of the night's festivities. His cool head and meticulously coiffed hair swimming in the smell of sweat and arousal.

The fop on stage noticed, but paid him no mind. Daniel the gazelle was too preoccupied with maintaining decorum while nestled in the lap of his pet, a hulking lion, on stage.

The one who walked in, a canine, immediately saw the lion on stage and his reclining master, and knew who it was he wanted to approach.

The way this chocolate lab wove through the crowd betrayed a refined nimbleness from years of navigating scenes just like this with bodies at all sides and never-ending movement. Surely this canine knew how to handle himself.

When he made it to the front of the room, next to the stage, that's when the gazelle took more notice and decided to lock eyes with the pup. A polite smile and nod of the head later and the gazelle returned to maintaining the position he held as lord of the hall.

"What's with this chick?" the canine mused inwardly. "I thought this was a gay kink bar."

He stood there for a few more minutes before placing his hands on the edge of the stage and lifting himself on to it in a show of bravado that hadn't been seen within these walls for years.

"It seems we have a visitor" the gazelle cooed to the lion with eyes locked on the lab now standing before them. "And what is the reason for such a visit, hmm?"

"I heard through the grapevine that this was the place to be if one liked things to get a bit spicy."

"Indeed, that is the case." The gazelle tittered. "But perhaps you didn't get the notice that what you're doing is against protocol."

The gazelle decided to stand and face the lab, leaving the warm comfort of the lion's lap.

"Are you simply unaware of the decorum that's expected to be adhered to or are you just a tiny bit thick?" the gazelle approached the lab until they were barely a foot apart.

Then the lab grinned and reached forward to grab the crotch of the gazelle.

"Oh... well then if that's how you want to play things." The gazelle responded by reaching out to grab at the lab's crotch... but when he did, his eyes widened. "Oh now this is interesting."

The lab grinned, seemingly caught in the act of breaking protocol and accosting the lord of the hall. Surely there was going to be some form of punishment.

The gazelle leaned forward so his lips were right at the lab's ears. "Nod if you want this to continue or just stand there like a brat."

"Why not both?" the lab grinned.

"Hmm... interesting." The gazelle made a motion with his hand to someone in the back and within a few seconds one of the gogo-dancer cages began to lower. "Charles, dear, I love how you move but it seems we need to appropriate your post for now."

The snow-leopard cavorting in a gold lame speedo nodded as he was released from the cage by one of the stage hands. His spider-scar stretching with the grin he wore as he knew what was likely to happen.

"In." The gazelle motioned to the lab to enter the cage. "In or you'll get a spanking."

The lab blushed under his brown fur.

"Are you scared?" And leaning in, the gazelle whispered "if this truly isn't your scene, there's no shame in bowing out."

The lab scanned the room and saw the leering eyes watching him. He knew what they wanted and he was willing to oblige, but was this what he really wanted?

He didn't have to think that through all that much because within the span of a few seconds, he stepped into the cage and turned to see the gazelle closing the door.

"You might want to give them a bit of a show, love." The gazelle mused as he went back to sit in the lap of the lion on stage.

The crowd roared at the prospect as the cage was then lifted high enough so that all eyes could see the lab who was there standing in it.

"Sissies and Gentlemen" the gazelle called out. "it seems we have a new dancer ready to tease and please with the best of them." He then turned his gaze to meet the lab who was fumbling with the tie he wore. "You best give them a show or they might call for a more severe punishment."

The canine started to dance. His hips gyrating with the beat of the music, grasping on to the cage for support with one hand while sliding a hand down his shirt to unbutton it one by one.

The crowd, of course, was hollering and hooting with every button undone, and they erupted into a cacophony of jeers when that same hand, after finishing with the shirt, slipped down under the belt holding his pants up.

"The boy knows how to command attention" the lion said in his growly low voice into the gazelle's ears. "Do you think it might be worth asking him to work for us?"

"Maybe... We can consider this an audition and see what goes from there." The gazelle responded as he rubbed at the lion's cheek. "He has a good look to him."

"Indeed" The lion responded. "He's almost as good as Charles."

"Just wait for it, pet" the gazelle replied.

The lab in the cage, however, was now shirtless, with the shirt now being passed around among the crowd below. The lab was also staring right at the gazelle as he teased the now un-done belt in his direction.

"See what I mean?" The gazelle said to the lion. "He's a natural."

"Perhaps. Though if he's going to make a habit of groping you I might have a few tense words with him."

"Oh relax. It's not the first time people have confused me for a woman." The gazelle laughed.

Meanwhile in the cage the lab was about to disrobe the rest of the way. When the two lounging on the stage noticed, they both paid direct attention to the lab... and the lab was in heaven with all the attention he was getting.

"You want this?" the lab said to the crowd below, but directing his gaze to the two on stage.

The crowd responded precisely as the lab hoped and roared at the chance to see the full monty that they expected was to occur.

And with that the lab hooked his thumbs under his pants and in one smooth motion pulled them right down... and when he stood back up, that's when the already roaring crowd broke into a raucous frenzy.

The lights above glinted against something at the lab's crotch... something metal and hard was there and it seemed to be keeping his cock bound up with a brass lock at the top.

"See what I mean?" the gazelle said to the lion. "Pretty boy here probably wanted an excuse to show off his toy."

"Giving the crowd what they want, and what they can't have, apparently."

The gazelle nodded. "Let's let him finish the dance. I suspect he's going to grind his junk against the bars... give the crowd a proper show."

And the lab did. He danced for hours in the cage while hands reached up trying to grasp at him, hoping to grab something that by it's very nature of being bound they could never touch.

...

"A lot of thirsty boys here tonight" the lab said as he was released from the cage.

"You have no idea, hon." The gazelle tittered. "Though if you want to come back next week we have some openings for dancers."

"I'll have to think about it." He replied. "The name's Jack, by the way."

"I'm Daniel, and this delicious hunk of a lion is Steven."

"Nice to meet you, Jack." Steven said. "Though do me a favour... don't accost my queen like this again."

"Queen?" Jack said.

"It fits." Daniel said. "Besides, do I look like anything other than a queen?"

"No, you look the part... if black leather--"

"And lace." Daniel corrected.

"Yes, that... queenly attire if I've ever seen it. Though can I get a drink? I'm quite parched."

"Hit up the bar. Tell Dimitri that you've been comped a couple freebies. You were sweating up a storm in there."

"Indeed... haven't danced like that in ages."

"Well, you know where to come if you want to do some more... and you don't need to be caged."

"What makes you think I'm the one with the key?" Jack winked.