" You see that bar up on the wall, Frilly?" Yes, Sister Sarah." Walk over to it and grasp it firmly in both hands. Don't let gowhatever you do or I sh...ll punish you severely."I still didn't actually know what her punishments were, but I had nowish to find out. I was in enough trouble already. I minced across tothe bar and got hold of it in both hands and held on grimly. The corsetstarted to get considerably tighter as she pulled on the laces again.This time, it wasn't just the feeling of the. She was the one who boned some guy at the party last night. It was all her. I was a victim. I wanted to hate her. But I couldn't. My brain kept going around and around in circles, like a dog chasing its tail. And the thought I kept coming back to time and time again was that Charlotte was only being Charlotte; to expect her to change would be to alter the very thing that I loved. There was poison in the cure indeed.In the end I decided that it was better for me to let the dream die and let her. I walked to second theater and saw atleast 6 m more people. no couples, guys were spread out, and one sexy tgirl in middle row by herself stroking her cock. It looked to be good 8 inches. I sat behind her and watched the show. Over the next 15 minutes i spent more time watching the action in the seats than on the screen itself. Some guys were in back row on layed out extended seat bench swapping blow jobs. I moved to to other theater. most guys are playing seat hockey and jockeying for. Practically naked and sucking cock in a public club she felt like a common street whore.The waitress left and Prescott began to shake as he jerked at her hair, spewing his cum down her throat. He pulled out so the last few shots hit her squarely in the face.She was allowed to get back up on the seat after a few minutes, "Now may I go to the bathroom?" she asked.He glanced at her face that was covered with cum and laughed at her plight again. "Sure, go ahead," he chuckled"Sir, will you please.