'Start sucking, whore. Get me hard and make it good." I took his cock in my mouth and began swirling my tongue around him as he spoke down at me. ...There we go, Stacey. Now, listen carefully. I know you noticed that I've been recording you all day. You wouldn't believe how well it all turned out. Don't worry, I'll email you some of the highlights soon to see what kind of a fucktoy you were today. If you're a very good girl for me from now on, then they stay private.. well, for the most part.. After that was done I ordered pizza and a cable movie while she took a shower. We settled on the sofa to watch the movie and eat pizza and drink cold beer. Me in my boxer shorts, she in my t-shirt. A perfect Saturday night between buddies. I had ordered a romantic comedy, thinking it would keep her mood light but not knowing the film had racy sex scenes throughout. Soon the pizza was forgotten and we were taking large gulps of our beers. Thanks to the pause button I was able to take trips to. We came to the back of the empty shop; it was similarly boarded up and had a padlocked steel door. The boys went straight to a large sheet of wood and pulled it back with some effort. They beckoned me inside as they struggled to hold the wood open. The interior of the premises, once a shoe shop by the looks of some the advertising posters, was dimly lit. What I could see of the place was dry and fairly clean, It didn't look as if it'd been empty for very long. Amidst the paper and bits of wood. My mind drifts back to the train station where I started my journey. To the fantasy that flooded my mind at that time.The next thing I knew I was in the cubicle I chose once more.But there were important differences. For one the toilet was gone. It was just a small cubicle with a tiled floor now. Fluorescent lights lit the space moderately well.I was stood dressed in my uniform, my cock hard against it's latex prison. I wore a latex catsuit, gloves, toe socks and a mask showing only my eyes and.