Go to the leather stud standing near the stocks.
From Create Your Own Story
Feeling a little awkward, you approach the man in the leather harness who is leaning against the wall near the stage. He's built - a wide, muscular chest, and thick shoulders with equally impressive biceps. The straps that cross over his chest are only part of the leather he's wearing. He also has leather chaps, and a leather cod-piece with silver studs on it, and his hands are completely covered with tight black leather gloves.
"Hi," you say, when he looks at you and his lips quirk in a little smile.
"Hi, cocksucker," he says back.
"Uh," you feel yourself wondering what you could possibly say to this guy. "I've never been back here before."
He nods, "I haven't seen you here before." His dark eyes meet yours, but flick up and down you for a brief glance.
You smile a little. "It's my birthday," you say.
"Happy birthday," he says, and you don't think he's making fun of you.
You stand there for a moment, wondering what else you could possibly say, and then he chuckles out loud.
“What?” you ask.
He shakes his head. "Sorry. I get a lot of guys who pretend to be all innocent..." He looks at you again, and leans forward a bit. "I'm Dean," he says. "But you can call me 'sir.'"
You blush. "Yes, sir."
He nods.
"So you've never been here on a blackout night, eh?" he says. You can see his teeth in the semi-dark, and he reaches out and puts a hand on the stocks. "You wanna lose that innocence, boy?" He reaches out and tugs your shirt, pulling you against his muscular chest.
You...
