First act

The place is dimly lit as always and the atmosphere is redolent of heavy vanilla and musk.

 On the stage, a  masked man in black is stroking a woman with a flogger. It is just a whisper on her skin and the woman moans every time the tresses encircle her naked body. Soon they caress her tits and then move to her clit. The man massages it with the handle while motioning her to go on all fours on the hard planks of the stage., 

When she does, he proceeds to flog her upturned ass. Her whimpering is muffled by the gag placed inside her mouth. When her ass wears the marks of his flogger he unzips himself and fucks her in full view. His cock invades her pussy first and after a while, he withdraws it, depriving her of her climax. The woman knows she is being punished in public for not having observed her master´s rules 

Finally, he walks to her front and fucks her face forcefully, taking pleasure in her pains to accommodate his huge cock. 

Near the stage, on discreet corners, there are some subs servicing their masters with their eager mouths while they watch the ones on stage and place a hand on the subs´ heads as a gesture of appreciation.

Everything is as usual, tense excitement, curbed lust and controlled release, dominion and submission glorified by faint sucking sounds and rustles of gloves and floggers 

No one has seen him enter, just the security guards at the door and there´s nothing about him to raise their suspicions. 

He watches everything and everyone with mild interest. He is waiting for someone but that someone is not there yet. He knows she will be, it is only a question of time. Everything is a question of time in life, after all.