She did not walk me all the way to customs, but had alerted my contact somehow as I retrieved my luggage."I cleared customs without any sort of search...and in public my contact looked like the lonely, loving father he was pretending to be. As soon as we reached the motel, he became a monster. He slapped me very hard several time and called me all sorts of names. He made me strip, the first time I'd ever done that in front of a man, and he stuck his finger into me to see if I was trying to hide. On the way back along Greene Street we passed a bar I hadn’t noticed before since we were on the other side of the street. This is Capt. Tony’s Saloon and the sign claims it is ‘the oldest bar in Florida’. In all of Florida? Maybe it’s just the oldest bar in the same location. At Duval Street we take a right, going south now. As it is getting dark, we pass a bar with a recognizable name, Coyote Ugly. I guess the bar made famous by the movie has become a chain.Another block or so down Duval, at. They were also painted a bright shade of red, as were my toenails. Once again I was shifted forwards along the conveyor-belt.When I stopped, I wondered what more could be done to me. I was already completely humiliated, and felt that things just couldn't get worse. It was at that point that the machine began to dress me, and I realised the things could be worse. First of all, a pair of fishnet pantyhose were pulled up my smooth legs. After this, a PVC bodysuit was pulled into place over my. I had to force my way intoher mouth with my tongue, then and only then would she kissme. But she closed her legs, I wanted to lay in her legs asI kissed her. She pushed me out my naked body no longer onhers. She fought me, making me tickle her and grab her. Igrabbed both her legs and forcefully spread them open forcingmy body into hers, but she still resisted, trying to trapme, trying to make me give up, but my raging erection and wantingwouldn’t let me, I forced my weight onto her body as I.