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Part 4
The barman approaches with a beer.
"From that guy over there," he said pointing to a guy dressed in a cop
outfit. I looked across and the guy who raises his bottle at me as we make
eye contact. I smile back and mouth thank you. Encouraged he gets up and
walks over to me. My heart starts pounding, I quickly glance at Lynne and
Charlotte who are both watching with smiles on their faces.
"I like the outfit. You look real cute," he says, sitting on the empty bar
stool next to me.
"Thanks. You look good too," I reply lamely.
He holds out his hand. "Name's John."
I shook hands. "Graham."
He laughs. "Dressed like that? Surely not. Don't be shy, what's your girly
name. Let's see, judging by the dress I'd guess you're a Candy?"
I blush with humiliation and desperately think of a name finally coming up
with the name of my first girlfriend. "Bev ... Beverley," I stammer.
"Okay, Bev it is."
We make small talk for a short while and then he asks if I want to have
some fun. Of course I don't but I reply that I do and he takes my hand and
leads me to the toilets. As it is a bar the toilets are not that
fantastic, cold white tiles, graffiti on the walls, puddles on the floor.
There is a row of six urinals against the wall and against the opposite
wall are four cubicles containing toilets. They are separated by
partitions and doors that start about 5 inches above the floor and end
about a foot and a half from the ceiling. He leads me to a cubicle and
shuts the door behind us.
"You want to show daddy some love don't you?" he asks as he starts
unzipping his trousers.
"Yes please," I responded. Oh shit! What was I going to do? I couldn't
believe that I was in a toilet cubicle with some strange guy unzipping his
pants.
"Kneel for me," he said.
I did and was horified to realise that my legs would be seen from outside
the cubicle, anyone coming into the toilets would know that there was
someone kneeling on the floor inside the cubicle, and as far as I knew
there was only one person in that bar wearing white tights and mary jane
shoes!
He pulled his trousers and underpants down and I found myself looking at
his huge erection bobbing gently in front of me. Fuck! This could not be
happening. But it was.
"Mmmmm, mmm, c ... can ... mmmm ... we need to be safe, I have a con ...
condom in my bag," I stammered and stuttered as I looked at his dick
almost like it was hypnotising me. He laughed, obviously pleased at my
reaction.
"It is big isn't it, much bigger than your girly one I'm willing to bet.
You go ahead, put a condom on me."
I opened my bag and pulled out a condom. Unknown to me my tormentresses
had sellotaped a chain of condoms together so as I pulled one out it was
followed by a chain of about twenty!
"Wow! You are a slut aren't you," he said as he watched me scrabble to put
the condoms back in my bag.
I had to get a photo of me putting the condom on so, as I held the condom
in one hand I reached into my bag and pulled out the camera.
"Please photograph me putting your condom on," I asked nervously.
"Shit girl, you are a kinky one, of course."
I tore the condom pack open, took the condom out and for the very first
time in my life I touched another mans cock. I started rolling the condom
along his shaft but he stopped me.
"Come on girl, we want a good photograph, put your face next to my dick,
look up at me and roll the condom down slowly. I did as instructed and he
took a few photographs as I did.
"Suck me girlie, put those luscious lips around my dick."
"I'd rather wank you off," I said looking up at him.
"He looked down at me and smiled. "Come on now, you're on your knees in
front of me, my dick is right there, in front of your pretty face. You
told me in the bar that you liked thinking of yourself as a girl, well,
girls give their men blowjobs. Come on now, don't make me spank you ... or
do you like a little spanking as well? Is that it? You want me to spank
you."
"No, I don't want to be spanked."
"That's a good girl," he said patting my head condescendingly.
In a perverse way the fact that he had a condom on made it seem somehow
less disgusting as I slowly wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick and
started sliding my face down his shaft. The condom was strawberry
flavoured and the sickly sweet syrupy coating came away in my mouth. I'd
never given a blow job before so I really wasn't sure how to do it. I
remembered the blow jobs I'd received and tried to copy what had been done
to me. I figured that it was just like jerking off except you were using
your mouth rather than your hand. After a while of bobbing my face up and
down along his dick and running my tongue round as I did I remembered how
some of my girlfriends played with my balls and the bottom of my shaft as
they sucked on me. I raised both hands and put one round the base of his
dick while I stroked between his legs with the other. He moaned a little
at that and that made me think, I'm in a gay bar, he's gay, he'd like his
asshole played with.
The thought did revolt me but I gave myself a reality check, I was
kneeling in a dingy toilet, on my knees in front of a guy with his
trousers down and I was sucking on his cock. What's more I was dressed in
a little girl outfit. Let's be honest, playing with a guys ass was not
going to swing the scales in any major way!
I moved my hand slowly up the inside of his thigh and when I got to his
ass crack I ran my fingers lightly along his crack. He pushed his dick
into me slightly.
"Mmmmm, that's good girl, you carry on like that," he encouraged.
I sucked on his dick, played with his balls and stroked his ass, trying to
get him to cum. Eventually he reached a point where he started face
fucking me, both hands on my head holding me in place as he pumped his
dick in and out of my mouth. I kept one hand wrapped round his dick next
to my lips hoping that it would increase the feeling for him and he'd cum
sooner.
"Play with my ass slut," he grunted.
I did, I pushed my thumb against his asshole and moved it slightly, small
rotating movements followed by up, down type pressure trying to see which
got the better reaction. It didn't seem to matter, he seemed to enjoy
both. Finally he thrust into me and came. He grunted, pulling my face into
his crotch, his pubic hairs rubbed my nose, my eye lashes fluttered
against the hairs on his lower stomach. I felt his dick pulse as it shot
his cum out and was thankfull that he was wearing a condom otherwise I
would have been choking on his cum as it shot straight into my throat.
He took a few photographs of me as I sucked on him commenting that he was
sure I would want some more souvenirs of his evening.
When John finally loosened his grip on my head he moved away from me
slowly, pulling his softening erection from mouth he made sure that it
slowly came out my mouth, across my lips before finally trailing down my
chin I reached forward and gently pulled the condom off him making sure
not to spill the contents. I started tying the ends.
He laughed. "Just throw it in the toilet.
I flushed red with shame as I stammered "I ... I ... I want to ... ummmm
... I want to keep it? A sou ... souvenir from tonight?" I finished tying
it and opened my purse to put it in.
"Fuck me. You are a kinkly slut!" He zipped his trousers up. "Kinky and a
bit of a whore judging by all those condoms you have. Are you planning to
use all thse condoms tonight?"
"No. No I'm not," I replied as I slowly got up from my kneeling position,
gently easing the stiffness out of my legs and feeling the pain of blood
rushing back into my knees which had been resting against the floor for so
long.
"Oh don't be shy Bev. I'll spread the word for you," He pulled me to him
and kissed me. "Do your lipstick before you come out, it's a little messy
right now. By the way, a bit more practice and you'll be really good at
blowjobs. Thanks honey," He patted my ass as he pushed past me, opened the
cubicle and left, laughing.
I locked the door behind him and sat on the toilet. Fuck that was awful!
And so humiliating. I couldn't believe that I'd done that. I'd just sucked
on a guys dick!
I left the cubicle and went back into the bar. It felt like everyone was
looking at me, knowing what I'd done. Mistreses Charlotte and Lynne
certainly were. Large grins on their faces. I went back to the stool that
I'd been sitting on and waited for a chance to catch the bartenders
attention. As I waited someone sat on the stool next to me.
"Hi, my names Ken. John was telling me about you. I do like your outfit,
it's very pretty."
"Thanks," I replied, hoping that the bartender would come my way.
"John tells me you have a collection of condoms you need to get through
tonight. I'd like to help you. Shall we go?" he asked.
As he completed his sentence the bartender looked my way and I raised my
hand. "Okay," I replied to Ken, "but the least you could do is buy me a
drink."
"Fair enough," he said.
We drank our beers, making small talk as we did. When we'd finished he
stood up and led me to the toilets.
I followed him to the toilets where I felt a sense of deja vu as I
followed him into a stall and he locked the door behind us.
"Go on girl, be a good girl and do what you should," he said to me.
I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pulled the zip down and started
pulling his jeans down. In order to pull them down properly I had to kneel
in front of him.
"Good girl, you know your position at least," he said in approval. "I
believe you like to have photos taken, where's your camera?"
I handed him the camera before continuing pulling his jeans down. Finally
I had then wrapped round his ankles and reached for his underpants.
"No. Use your mouth," he stopped me.
It was difficult and humiliating but by moving round him, which was
difficult in the confined quarters of the toilet cubicle I managed to pull
his underpants down. I reached for my bag and pulled out a condom which I
then placed over his dripping erection.
"Look into my eyes as you suck me off girl," he instructed.
I obeyed and looked up at him as I took his dick into my mouth. He used
the camera generously as I set to work on him. I started using my hands
from the start, and when I reached a hand between his buttocks he squeezed
them together trapping my hand there. "Mmmmmm, that's nice. Are you
enjoying this?"
I couldn't speak but I nodded my head. He laughed.
"You know, I'm not sure you do. I actually get the feeling that this is a
little humiliating for you. Is it?"
I nodded again.
"Interesting. Stop sucking on me and tell me what's going on," he said
pushing my head away from his crotch.
I leant back and briefly explained that this was a punishment inflicted on
me by my wife and lover for tricking the two of them.
"Wow. They must really hate you. So you're not gay?"
"No," I replied a surge of hope flowing through me as I thought he'd take
pity on me.
"Wow. that is so cool, I'm being sucked off by a straight guy, cool. Get
back to it," he instructed "Oh, and as you suck on me, make slutty girl
noises like my dick is the best thing you've ever had in your mouth," he
laughed as I took his dick back into my mouth.
It took a while during which he taunted me about being a straight guy
sucking on another guys cock while dressed as a little girl. His words
humiliated me but I concentrated on getting him to cum. Finally he shot
his load into the condom and pulled out of my mouth.
I took the condom off of him and tied it up. As with the first guy he
asked why I was doing that and I explained. He watched as I put his condom
back into my purse. "How many of those do you have to fill?" he asked.
"I had to do one, but I'm not allowed to refuse anyone and I can't leave
until they give me permission to."
"Ha, you are so pussy whipped! Man, they must have you by the short and
curlies, and you're wearing a diaper?"
I blushed and nodded.
"Kneel facing away from me, lean against the door," he instructed.
He lifted up my dress and told me to put my hands over my shoulders and
hold the hem of the dress. Then he pulled the waistband of the diaper away
from my back. There was silence for a while and then I felt a splash of
warm liquid against my lower back. It ran down my back and pooled in the
diaper. As if that wasn't bad enough there was the flash of a camera! He
told me to look up at him over my shoulder and he took another photo. In
total he took four photographs as he peed into my diaper. When he finished
he made me stay as I was. I heard him pulling up and fastening his jeans.
"Okay, stand up." I did and he squeezed my diapered ass. "Wow, that's
quite bulky," he laughed.
"Okay waddle on out and when we leave point out your mistresses to me and
then you go back to the bar and see how many more men you can attract.
I'll speak to some of the others and drum up some business for you. Aren't
I nice?"
By now I was defeated, first the two women and now him. "You are very
helpful, thank you," I replied knowing that if I was rude he'd probably
tell my tormentresses.
I headed back to the bar while he headed to my mistresses and sat down at
their table. Word had obviously spread about me because no sooner had I
sat down than another guy came over to me and asked if I wanted some fun.
I replied that of course I did, but I needed a drink. We drank a beer
quickly, he was obviously eager to get started and as soon as I put the
empty bottle down on the bar counter he grabbed my hand led me to the
toilets.
The beer was starting to get to me and was feeling a lot more relaxed as I
led him to a cubicle but he stopped me and led me over to a corner of the
room and made me kneel on the floor, my back to the corner, squeezed
between the last urinal and the wall.
"Go on sissy, show me how much you've learnt tonight."
I unzipped his pants and pulled his underpants down, put a condom over his
erection and for the third time that night, I gave a guy a blowjob. Midway
through the door opened and someone came in.
He came to the urinal next to us and proceeded to pee while watching me
give the guy a bj, all the time they discussed me as if I wasn't there. As
the guy packed his dick away he asked if he could get some action and the
guy I was giving a bj to said that of course he could, he wouldn't be too
long. As he waited he took the camera and took some photos showing the
full seediness of the situation. A public toilet, kneeling next to a
urinal, giving a guy a bj.
My face must have been bright red with shame as I listened to two men
discuss me as if I was nothing more than a cock sucking object to be
passed around for everyones enjoyment. He finally came and I took the
condom off and put it in my bag. The other guy had been waiting, watching
from the sinks and he approached, undoing his trousers as he did.
I really needed to pee and of course by now I had sunk to the lowest point
of my life, a fact that was reinforced when I just released my bladder and
peed my diaper without even trying to ask if I could use the toilet. In
fact I was still peeing myself as I started putting the condom on the
fourth man of the day. Thankfully though he wanted some privacy as I gave
him a bj so once his condom was on he made me crawl to a cubicle, filming
me on his phone as I did. When he'd cum and I'd saved his condom he led me
out the toilets. As I left them Mistress Charlotte gestured to me to go
over to her. My spirits lifted as I thought that my night of hell was to
come to an end.
And end it did. The two women led me out the pub and to the car. Once back
at the cabin they took me to the bedroom where they tied me to the bed and
told nme to go to sleep. I was exhausted, a little drunk and I soon fell
asleep.
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