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"Julie (leashed)" - part 3
      by PSHideaway  


   When I woke up to the alarm on Monday I forced myself
to go to work and tried not to think about what had happened
but my mind was bursting with memories. These were brought
on by every little discomfort I felt as a result of the
radical weekend my body and mind have gone through.  Taylor
and his bunch had taught me good in that short period of
time and I just feel like accepting the easiest route and
submit to the things they want to put me through.  I felt so
different at work that day.  When a boss or coworker asked
me to do a task I responded to their requests as if they had
been commands.  I got to the job at hand without even trying
to think why, I just complied quickly.  It was such a nice
release.  One time during a break in the coffee room, I had
my head in the clouds and bumped into a nice dressed middle
aged man (a visiting exec. from another office I found out).
I had a whip cream covered mocha in my hands and just missed
getting it on his suit but did manage to get some whipped
(hmmm, sounds good!) cream on those nice shoes.

   Without thinking I found myself on hands and knees in
front of this man wiping off his shoes with a napkin.  I
became quickly aroused when I looked up to see this man
looking down at me with sort of an accepting smile. He
reached out to lift me up, I thought he was going to grab my
hair but my arm was lifted instead.  Upon standing, I saw
two more men watching, I really like that something I do or
is being done to me, makes a male want to have possession of
me for whatever purposes. It is so strange to think that I
like all that stuff.  I felt like I had been subjected to
everything a girls body could take that weekend and enjoyed
the good with the bad.

   I was afraid to call Taylor for the rest of the week
because I felt I would have to decide right then which way
to go.  I needed some time for the warmth of the experience
to wear off and then decide.  During that first week, I
found myself on several different occasions looking for ways
to mentally or physically "prostrate" myself before other
people (women too).  By the end of the second week, I felt
the withdrawal pains and called Taylor.  He told me he was
going to have company that night but he would have me over
on Wednesday. Unfortunately that wasn't going to be soon
enough for me so I came up with the (bonehead) idea of
putting a sexy outfit on and going out.  I found a short,
white, stretchy T-shirt dress with spaghetti straps and some
matching high heels and thigh high stay up stockings.  The
dress was virtually see through in most lighting conditions
so I put on some white high sided, "T" back panties.  I
could see my panties plain as day through the stretch
material of the dress which seemed to make it more obvious
that I wasn't wearing a bra. I added some big gold hoops in
my ears and light but slutty make-up.  Then headed out to
clubs to get a reaction.  The idea of being sort of stuck
there was warming me up a bit so I put lipstick, my one
apartment key and some condoms in a tiny beaded purse with
no strap. I then put one twenty dollar bill in my other hand
and walked out into a fresh sunset and a waiting cab.

   I got in the cab and asked the driver if he could take
me to some good wild nightclubs but I only had twenty
dollars to last all night.  The driver was looking at my
legs and I realized then that my bare ass was on the seat
and the stretch material had bunched up toward my waist when
I stepped into the back of the taxi.  He said he could take
me to some and wait for me until I found one or ran out of
money.  I agreed and off we went. Six dollars later he
pulled up in front of some little club, deep in town. It was
loud but sort of too cowboy for me.  I went back to the cab
and told the driver that I really liked darker sort of clubs
and he grinned, told me he knew the place and took off with
me in the back to the next stop.  My dress had not slid up
as much this time but my bare butt was still on the vinyl
seat and he was watching me so much I wanted him to know I
appreciated the attention and uncrossed my legs, just a bit
but so he noticed!

   Traveling quite some distance we arrived at a busy
looking place.  I looked at the meter and saw Twenty-two
dollars and change rung up!  I reminded him I only had
twenty dollars with me and he said it was all right, he
would "Get me later" and then walked me up to the door and
told the doorman something and they invited me in!  No
cover!  I like that effect brought on by being a near nude
woman in front of a man, I might even get some guys to buy
me drinks!  The driver waved good-bye as I entered the club.
 The long stairway down to it concealed the loud dance club
below!  I walked in and I knew I was going to be quite
popular as this club was about ninety-nine percent males! I
looked for a bar and was halfway to it when a man  in a nice
suit and some tasteful gold intercepted me and asked me to
join him and his friends at a big "U" shaped booth near the
back of the club. One of the men moved over and I was
invited to sit. The first guy sat down on the outside of me
as I slid in the booth and introduced himself as "Kick." 
Then the others at the table were introduced.  This Kick guy
was real polite but had a confident way of getting right to
the facts.  Some of his buddies lacked the smoothness and
were a bit pushy but the testosterone here was making me
dizzy!

   They got right to the "You are here to get something,
aren't you" stuff.  Asking bolder and bolder about what it
was specifically I wanted them to do for me!  Not my usual
experience with men but in view of my submissive needs it
was all quite good. Two MAI-Tai's and near half an hour
later, the guy on my right side began to slide his hand up
my leg.  It wasn't long before he slid a finger under me  I
had gotten myself in to a very receptive mood.  I had no
secrets, I was wet and willing!  He showed his buddies how
my nipples were about to poke through the fabric and then
noting that it didn't really matter in that thin material
anyway.  They chimed in with how they could all see and
there was no doubt I was a girl.  Then he withdrew from my
crotch and showed off his wet middle finger!  Kick asked if
that wetness was mine and I said yes it was.  He reached
over and sort of half held and half massaged my breast and
nipples with his big hands.  Harmon (the finger) was
encouraged by the crew to help a girl out. By my raising one
asscheek as high as I could, he got it in me!  Yup, I was
ready and on the way!  It took less than five minutes to get
a nice orgasm right there at the table.  I had started
making noise and Harmon put his other big hand over my
mouth.  That was soo great!  I could barely breathe and was
getting squeezed, pinched and invaded right there at that
table!

   That was good and I wanted to dance for those men so I
asked someone to get up and dance with me.  I did every
sleazy move I could think of on that guy.  I had my hands on
his ass and his fly right in my face on several occasions
and rubbed on him with my seriously hardened nipples. 
Walking back to the table I stopped in front of the guys
sitting there and removed my panties!  I felt the air
cooling off the wetness at the top of my legs.  The booth
was in a corner so nobody but the guys at the table saw what
they cheered about when I turned away from the table and did
a slightly leg spread 'bend over' right at the tables edge
and exclaimed "See what you guys have done to me!".  I was
told to sit between two different guys this time and got
more of the same groping as before.  This time the guys
pulled the little straps off my shoulders and rolled the
dress down to expose my breasts to the whole club while I
was felt up. Several people walked past and looked at my
breasts while I was receiving attentions.  I raised my ass
to one side and got the finger treatment again and sure
enough in a few minutes I was ready to orgasm.  I was
already feeling the burn and had not yet received the
workout I expected would be coming my way.  The one man
wiped his wet finger on my breast and the other guy
literally "spit" on my other and worked it around my nipple.
 That was a nice touch!  My dress was rolled back up and got
wet from the spit and stuff, revealing one nipple in full
color!  I didn't notice it at first but the guys dancing
with me showed all who would look.  They seemed quite proud
of their little slut. After a two and a half hours of this
stuff with me eventually choking on somebody's dick at the
table, they said that I would have to "Show my stuff" to
everyone and poured whatever was left of their drinks on me.
 I might as well have been wearing clear plastic wrap as
they walked me out onto the dance floor!

   After being passed around and showed on the dance
floor, it was time for my workout! I was grabbed by the arm
and pulled off the dance floor and back to the table, one
man took a handful of hair and bent me forward to pour one
more glass of water down my back.  I was then nearly dragged
out onto the street and away from the club.  They walked
pretty fast and it was all I could do to keep up with the
guy that had such a firm grip on my arm.  High heels are for
pointing at the ceiling not for running!  We went some five
blocks down the street and past dozens of people that either
just stared at me or looked away.  The five men took me
around the corner and into the garage of some small
business.  The door was closed and locked then he let go of
my arm.  I faced the five men and we had an uncomfortable
silent moment.  They were looking the parts of my body over
as if deciding which ice cream flavor to choose!  I thought
I knew what was coming and wanted to have the dress to go
home in, so I pulled it up over my head and threw it in the
corner. I stood there naked for them to look at while they
were taking off their own clothes.  They were saying what a
slut and hole I was.  I was told to pinch my own nipples and
spread legs to finger myself for them and it was having an
effect on me.  I wanted to leave, right then!  I was getting
scared at how crude they were being, I guess that drug
Taylor had given me helped in this sort of situation but I
was now sober and afraid!

   After a few moments, one man came over and got a
strong grip around the base of one of my breasts and with
the other hand pinched my nipple real hard then twisted it
commanding me "Do it like that, Hole!".  I didn't do it fast
enough and was pushed to the greasy garage floor from
behind.  I was held down and my hair was pulled up, tied in
a painfully tight knot at the back of my head.  Someone was
saying, "Tie a knot and you got a handle!" As soon as the
knot was done I was lifted by the hair, like a puppet and
stood up.  Another slapped my face and yelled "Now do it
bitch!"  I reached for both of my now filthy nipples,
pinched with all my might and twisted!  I was told to jiggle
my tits around like that and did it!  There was a tubular
metal railing there that separated a small office space from
the car work area and I was bent over it then my mouth was
stuffed with a dick Holding my head he worked that big thing
so far down my throat that my lips were against his balls! 
He held it down me for maybe thirty seconds or more. When he
pulled out of my throat, there was drool and spit from my
own throat stringing to his dick. They started calling me
"Droolie." Another cock was presented and I tried to do the
same to him but couldn't hold it down as long.  I began to
gag violently but he had gotten two handfuls of my hair and
was holding my face so tight against him my nose hurt!  I
heard the grease gun behind me and tried to wriggle away but
was hit in my stomach with a fist and told "Fuck you bitch! 
Bend over!" One man slapped my ass hard and told me to get
on all fours but the guy down my throat was holding my head
and trying to get me to pass out!  He had one strong hand at
the back of my head and the other over my eyes with thumb
and forefinger pinching my nose!  I felt his member
throbbing halfway down my neck as I passed out.

   I woke up a few seconds later real dizzy and on my
back.  A gob of car grease was slapped between my legs just
before a big hand grasped my left breast and lifted me
yelling "Get UP bitch!  Open your mouth!".  I scrambled to
my knees and was just about to take one down the throat
again when my puss was stretched over some big hot object
being driven into me from behind!  I was pushed and pulled
as one dick slid down my neck halfway to my stomach and
another up in me from behind, before I passed out again he
took it out of my neck and made me lick him clean. The guy
in my puss had every inch of my womb filled!  As he pushed
it in, the air was pushed out of me and we could all hear
the resulting sounds along with my desperate groans.  I saw
my little purse get opened up and the guy said it was just
what he wanted, the lipstick.  He opened the case and threw
the top away then turned a substantial amount up out of it
and rubbed it all around and in my butthole.  He grabbed my
hips and I groaned, I was going to really get it now.  I had
to yell out and was greeted with a hard slap to the side of
my breast and told to shut up.

   These big men tossed me around like a six pack,
pulling legs, arms and breasts every which way while I was
penetrated from all angles. Four of the five guys took my
ass and all got some dick up my pussy and of course the rule
was to hold my head and receive their cum in my mouth then
blow bubbles in it at their command. I was told to thank
them as I licked each cock clean every time it was used on
me.  I was crawling around on this little autoshop floor
getting entered from every end and when each man was through
with me I would beg to lick him clean and said "Thank you
sir" over and over while I did it. Earlier one of the men
took a small camera out of a desk drawer and had taken
pictures here and there during this whole time. They kept me
there naked and slapped me around, forcing me to finger
myself for them to watch.  They made me pull my nipples as
far up as I could and I had to violate myself with some hand
tools found on the floor. I was forced to "Ride" a tire
changing machine that has a thick steel rod sticking
straight up from the middle of it while they took photo's,
slapped and taunted me.  That sort of thing went on for a
few hours until they were totally through with me.  Each
time I tried to stand I was slapped and pushed to the
ground.  I was so filthy greasy from all this! Then in a
gesture I mistook for some kindness, Kick offered me a
little rag to wipe off with after he wiped himself.  I used
it to wipe the lipstick mess from my butt and the jizz
dripping down my breasts only to find out it was my own
little dress!  I asked for someone to give me a ride home
but was met with a hand to my hair that held me tight and
tit slapped hard several times then he wiped some lipstick
off his cock and smeared it across my mouth with his hand.
Still held by my hair, I was shoved out the door gripping my
little dress and fell down in the alley.  I was kicked a
couple times and told to "get lost" like a stray dog, as I
crawled away I received a well placed shot to my sex from a
shoe wearing foot while they all laughed!

   It was just dawn and I had to walk home, past all
those strangers going to work and knew that I was going to
be a topic of discussion in many workplaces that day.  I
managed to walk maybe a mile when I saw that same taxicab
that had dropped me off!  He pulled up next to me and asked
me if I was OK.  I told him it had been the roughest night
of my life.  I could tell he was turned on by my plight and
took advantage of it by showing him my bruises and then
asking him to take me to my home.  He kindly did for free.

   At home, I crawled into the shower to wash off then
had to lay down in the bath and stayed for nearly three
hours.  I thought to myself how that experience was so full
of fright. I had "asked for it" but was not in a place where
I had ANY control.  I was seriously concerned that day as I
realized how many times I had orgasms while those men used
me.  Most frightening was remembering the climax I had when
the shoe clad foot painfully impacted my sex as I crawled in
the alley.

   What's wrong with me?  How far will this go?


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