That was way hotter than any micro-miniskirt or tight sweater. When she walked out of the booth, her small crowd of admirers flocking after her, Gerry...reached into his pants pocket and adjusted his erection, hoping to make it as inconspicuous as possible. Then he walked away from the woman, toward the back of the booth. She had not been putting on that display for the fun of it. She’d been doing something back there that was important enough that she was willing to let her dress fall away from. After a few unpleasant squeezes of my boobs, he reached down to the base of my shirt and gripped it. My eyes widen as I realized what was coming next.I struggled again, but it did nothing to stop him from pulling my shirt all the way up to my arm pits and above my bosom.I didn’t have a big chest, but I had started wearing a bra by that point and it was exposed to him. He eyed it for just a moment before taking the bottom of each cup and slipping it up above my breasts.“Your boobs are beautiful,. But I just told her it was a necessary part of her training and pushed the vibrator against her clit again. Over the next week I forced her over the edge against her will and without permission in a variety of ways. But mostly I would fuck her pussy or stimulate he clit till she couldn't hold back. And, as the conditioning required each time she was punished at the moment of violation. The only trick was making sure that my dick was completely out of her when she was punished for cumming. By 7 Clint usually has a good idea of who's going to be on. When there isn't enough variety to make a full show the regular groups generally move into a 'sing-along' mode, sort of what was called a hootenanny back in the 60's. (And yes, I remember them!) Tonight the groups who were going to be stuck making the rest of us sing were two folk groups and a gospel music group. I found that out when Clint grabbed me before I could get to a seat and got me to help hand out the song sheets.These have.