He trues was one of those black guys she had heard about. Joe leaned over and whispered in her ear, lets get out of here. To Kathy's surprise the word... "yes lets" slipped from her lips before her brain thought of what that meant. Joe took her by the hand and led her from teh table as Joe's friends hooted and remarked about Joe going to get lucky. Joe led Kathy from the bar adn Kathy asked where are we going. Joe replied that he knew of this motel around the corner and he would get a room. All. Next to you, I don't see a single man on this whole block. Even the bouncer is a woman," Natalie said.She was right. It was hard to miss the door woman, her large and bulky frame and buzz haircut giving her the appearance of a big man, had her breasts not been a dead give away. She was busy checking a guest list and pulling back a velvet rope to allow a few girls at a time entrance in, while others pleaded and begged with her to be allowed inside.We stood there watching the whole thing for a. She felt a quiver of renewed fear as the elevator began it’s ascent.The upward movement stopped, he grabbed her around the waist and guided her, his front supporting her back, until he stopped, opened another door and steered her inside. She heard the lock engage and stood still, not daring to move in the unfamiliar environment.He left her there, in the artificial darkness, moving around her in silence until she thought she’d scream from the adrenaline and tension rocketing around her. She had broken him in to the wearing of "his bra". She had broken him in to the bra, the panties, the stockings, the shaved legs, the women’s shoes. The painted toe nails and now she was adding the forms to the list of humiliations. He wanted to protest but didn’t, he had learned that to protest would only had time to his sentence in his chastity device.It was the chastity device that started this whole thing for her and him. The degradation and the humiliating situations were a result of his.