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... another door, startling me. 'I...I.. Wasn't. Aren't really sure...' I stuttered, and when I was finished he was smiling slightly again. 'Let me guess' he said, in a mean way that was almost sarcastic. 'You are ready for anything, you think. You're probably wet already. You are young, and have never done anything despite strong sexual desires. Desires you are only realizing you have tonight. This is your idea of a holiday fling, even though it's dangerous and reckless.' He got it all right, sort of. I stared up at him and just nodded. I didn't want to think about how reckless or stupid I was being, I just wanted to be controlled. 'Well we aren't doing anything here.' The man said. 'Except getting you ready. Take off your clothes.' I did it slowly, thinking he wanted a strip like in the movies. I started shakily, and slowly. 'No. I'm not interested- just get undressed.' He seemed angry, and walked up to me, put my hands under my dress and pulled down my panties roughly. He looked at the tame black cotton and muttered 'pathetic' to himself. Then he stripped me- harshly, as he had with my panties. Soon I was standing naked before him. He analyzed my body, seeing my small boobs and slightly stubbly pubic hair. 'Whatever. We don't have time.' He said. He put a collar around my neck and black lace suspenders connected to underwear with a whole in the middle. I didn't have a bra. Then he motioned for me to put my coat back on and took massive strides outside, motioning for me to ...

... follow. I followed him down to the pub, and to my surprise there was a large gathering of men already waiting. They looked up when the first man had dressed me, and we're already shifting in their seats by the time I followed. 'Gentlemen' the man said. 'We have a young virgin tonight- she is yours. Please remember to pay on your way out or make a direct EFT. Be discreet- remember this is a gentlemen's agreement. Anything is permissible within these walls, except cameras. ' It was only then that I looked around properly and realized the magnitude of what was happening. The men looked professional, but there were almost 8 of them. 8 was 7 more than I had bargained for tonight. Before I could ask to leave, or just run out, the first man grabbed me. He was big and bald, and his penis was already making dents in his pants. He purposefully threw his beer on the floor 'Suck it up, bitch.' He snarled. I did, with the underside of his muddy boots holding my head down. As I was down on the floor, the house rental guy started to make an announcement. From what I heard, I gathered that only three men wanted to fuck me, or play out their fetishes. The rest were only spectators. The three men who had paid specifically to fuck and touch and humiliate me came forward. They were all much older than me- one was almost a senior. They looked at me with an unsettling look in their eyes. 'Let the evening begin.' Said the man who had brought me. And it did. The three men wanted to be called 'Sir', ...