When I got to the sales counter and put the ball-gag, handcuffs and leash on it I asked the man if I could try-on some of the clothes. XXX “Those 3 guys are going to paint some adverts for the club on our bodies, front and back.”
“Okay, what happens then?”
“We’re given a dress and some shoes to put on then we go for a walk.”
“But if we’ve got a dress on no one will see the adverts.”
“The dress only stays on until we get down to the harbour.”
“Then we get naked; oow goody; naked in public.”
“You’re not averse to being handcuffed are you Georgia?”
“Handcuffed as well; this just gets better and better.”
Three of the guys with big cocks appeared. I kept alternating between walking in amongst the men and standing under the monitor that I was on. Will you do that for them?”
I looked around the almost silent room.
