Surprisingly, they play the same kind of music in here as at the gentleman’s clubs. We walked in and found a table. The waiter took our order while ...hecking me out. Her camera was on the table already waiting for her chance to get me on stage. Then the announcer came on and called me out by name. I walked over and he instructed me to get on stage and let John and Doug remove my clothes and play with you for three songs. I looked at him in disbelief, I’m not gay. I looked back at her and she. When it seemed the changing rooms were full, he took me to the back. I was a good girl, he kept saying so, and it made it seem so right!”As Izzy paused, working her lips far down his shaft, Alex recalled that he had told Izzy to be a good girl, and he began to worry about the power of his words, and some of their unforeseen consequences.“Um, he helped me get my dress off, so that I could put the new corset on, and he saw that I was not wearing panties. I told him that I had been ordered to -. The hot water hit her and she closed her eyes, splashing her face, rubbing away the salt from her sweat. She reached for her shower gel and squeezed the bottle, rubbing the silky liquid between her fingers, the fresh smell of strawberries overtaking the smell of chlorine of the changing rooms. She rubbed it across her body, using her index finger and thumb to massage her shoulder, closing her eyes. The heavy falling of the water around her ears meant that she didn’t hear the shower door open. He tilted her chin up and pressed his lips to her neck, then looked at her standing quiet and defeated. He opened the buttons on his jeans and pulled them down with his shorts, his cock finally springing free. He lifted her legs once more, reaching beneath her thigh and placing the head of his throbbing dick to her dripping slit. She looked up at him again, her lips swollen from the shorts still gagging her and her eyes asking him not to go on. He gripped her hair and pulled her head back to.