"And you suck Duke's cock anytime he wants. Right?" I nodded again. It was the path of least resistance. "And, old Duke fucks your ass, too. Right?" A...ain, I nodded. This seemed to please Spike for he seemed gentler somehow.He then said, "Stand up, sweet cheeks!" He still had my hair in his grip.I stood, legs trembling. Spike let go of my hair, reached down, and started rolling my bathing suit down my legs. He stopped to just above my knees. The bathing suit, wet and taut, seemed to bind my. ''Thought you only got them in Amsterdam'' says I. '' umm me too, interested? you ask.''Could be fun, we've got time, look the first show is 2pm and then every hour so wo'nt take too long. look you have to become a member first, oh thats ok look just need proof of id and address, I've got my driving licence, have you yours?''''Lets think on it, get a bit of lunch and come back''''OK, chinese buffet over there, alright''So off we go for lunch, chat a little, me teasing you by flashing my legs. I decided they wouldn't think that. They were too cocky. I wanted to do more, but I didn't.A hundred years ago, I could have smashed down the door and put a bullet in each of their brains and no jury would have ever convicted me. Two hundred years ago, I could have challenged him to a duel and killed him in front of his friends and family. Those were acceptable ways back then for a man to salvage his honor in situations like this. Ahhhhh, but we're so much more civilized now. A cuckold has so. I was trapped and we both knew it, so I stood there like a statue as she pulled my red heels off of my feet. It was such a strange feeling to have my entire foot on the ground, like a small moment of pleasure wrapped around this never ending terror of a night... hell, of nearly a month now. Quickly Brittany finished off removing the rest of my clothing before locking me back into the torturous heels. The moments of pleasure never seem to last for long.She picked up the monokini and held it low.