How the World has Changed

Hungry to exploit some guys

Goddess and i were in the city on Saturday night. Walking downtown i couldn't help but notice a long line of mostly young Women on the sidewalk across the busy street. The line drew my attention from far away both for its size, stretching down to the corner and around the block, and the the distinctly Feminine nature of the voices and sounds emanating from it.

What, i wondered, would bring out such a huge gathering of Women on a damp, drizzly Saturday evening like this?

i didn't say anything to Goddess but She nevertheless noticed my intrigue with this sight.

"Oh that's the club with male strippers, its famous and been there for years"

"you've never heard of it?"

i had to admit i had not.

The modern confident Goddess

That's when i recalled the scene at the airport i wrote about back in the beginning days of this blog.

The Female medical students planning to see male strippers on their trip.

So that's where They were planning to go.

i was amazed at this sight. Of all these Women going out just to watch males remove their clothing, exposing themselves for Them. How times have changed! i guess it has a lot to do with the financial success of Women these days. With money comes power and the freedom to express Themselves sexually at the expense of males. It's the popularity and simple normality of such overt male objectification that caught me off guard.

i was both impressed and overjoyed at this sight.

Goddess thought it was perfectly normal. Naturally!

Objectified

"Why don't We/we cross the street?". A command more than a question.

She clearly wanted me to walk among these Women, to get a good look at their excitement.

We/we made our way across and slowly walked towards the line, moving nonchalantly past the long line of Women as They waited. Their giggles, laughter and rapid fire conversation a cacophony of Femininity.

i couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the faces of some of these Women. They all had such en expression of glee, anticipation and of...hunger. 

i don't think that is too strong a word for that's the look they had. One of wanting to devour male flesh, to revel in the position of power they could have over these men. The very idea of having these males in such a sexually subservient position to Them seemed to cause a collective thrill in the entire group.

She's got cash and knows how to flaunt it

i admit it made me more than a little hard as well.

Goddess squeezed my hand tightly, pulling me past the line when i wanted to linger just a little too long.

"ethan, I'm surprised you never thought of becoming a male stripper, you seem to the type of guy who'd enjoy it?

"Oh Goddess, fantasized about it, sure, but i don't think i'd have the nerve"

Today's Wonder Woman takes what She wants

"Really? I'd love to see you try. It's something I'll keep in mind"

With that She pulled my arm, turning me around to face the long line of Women, now behind us down the street"

Coming close She whispered in my ear, "I'd really love to see you strip for a bunch of horny Women" as She placed Her hand on the front of my pants, firmly tracing my obvious hardness with Her fingertips.

 Could She really make that happen? Who/who knows but Her ability to tap my deepest submissive desires hasn't shown many limitations yet.