“And you’re poker stiff,” I replied as I got my hand further in his pocket and stroked his shaft.“I’m going to fuck you, come on, drink your...coffee, let’s go,” Bill whispered in my ear. We both got up and quickly left the cafe, once outside Bill led me up an alley, there were no shops apart from a sex shop.“In here” Bill said as he pulled me into the shop. It was almost empty inside, there were two blokes about 40 ish looking at videos and a youngish guy behind the counter. Bill led me across. He passes a box to the woman. The box has buttons on it. ?OK, but not from here. She might watch me. I'll leave the room. Then we'llsee.? She gets up and goes out. The man is smiling at me. He doesn't say anything. I see a five. It's purple. I have to undress. I take off my dress; my underwear;my shoes; my stockings. I'm naked. I have done what I had to do. The woman comes back in. ?OK,? she says. ?What else. Could be a lucky guess ? there'sonly ten buttons. You could be colluding.? ?Why do you. "Look at you, cunt! That whore-red lipstick's all smeared. Have you been sucking cock, baby? Have you already been on your knees with a dick down your throat?" I'm not..." he panted, " ... Just for you..."His lips found hers, attacked them. His false breasts were mashed into her strapped ones. His cock, bent backwards and trapped, throbbed with agonizing urgency. On his tiptoes, he was able to position the dildo under her costume to ride just at the base of his cock. He threw his head against. And sure enough, I barely had time to appreciate the cool air on my naked skin before I was hauled off the floor and dragged, my feet scraping painfully on the stone floor. I was pushed forward and felt something hard, like wood, under my chest. The plugs still stuffed in my ears under the hood, I could hear almost nothing, except muffled voices.Now, in this new position, leaning forward, I felt my arms being untied. A surge of relief passed through me momentarily, even though my arms were so.