When I said no, he pulled out his wallet and offered me $60 to let him see them. I wasn't wearing a bra, so my nipples were slightly visible through t...e white shirt, which is probably what attracted his interest. I took his money and began to unbutton my shirt. I was sitting by the window in the very back, so he was the only one that would be able to see, and the homeless guy, and maybe someone outside if they were looking.When I got the last button unfastened, I opened my shirt while turning. " He lit a cigarette. Most of the audience were laughing, muttering to themselves, and/or standing in the back with their arms crossed. "Nothing wrong with being a faggot," he continued. I could tell something bad was about to happen, so I started inching toward the door."Well, if you want us to be faggots, then we'll be faggots for you." He whispered to Martin, who started into "Cheree." "Jerry, Jerry/my black leather laddie," he warbled toward Fat Asshole, about fifteen octaves above his. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. I immediately put my mouth on him and swirled my tongue on him. He sighed at the attention I gave him and he stroked my hair as I did. I slid my hand along his length and he sighed at my every touch, I felt perfectly slutty at that moment. Here I was on my knees with a huge cock in my mouth and my skirt hiked up showing off my nice legs wrapped in nylon. I was losing my self in this feeling and decided to get nasty. I got into a good rhythm and. He then crossed Dor' s arms below her breasts and pulling out a webbing strap and attaching itto the loops at the end of the cuffs, pulled it tight , forcing her arms intoher body to show the strait jacket mode. He then moved quickly on through themono-glove mode as most of the audience had already seen it. As eachstage was completed the ?O' photographer jumped forward and a full roll fromall angles. Dor tried to look cool calm and collected, but the corset was rallydigging in, she panted for.