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“Fucking Hell, have they all come on the same bus?” I said laughing as we walked into the bar and main room.In the twenty minutes since leaving the bar to go onto the patio the place had transformed. I left with the lone Franco holding the fort and returned to find around a dozen people milling around. Linzey was behind the bar and her husband was busying himself setting up the DJ stand in the opposite corner to the television screen, which was now playing some soft porn. “Not quite, the regulars all meet up in the pub just down the road and arrive here together at seven,” David explained. “And, young lady, from now on you speak when you are spoken to or when I tell you to. The rules are now in play.”“Sorry,” I said, rather sheepishly.“I’ll let that one go, we’ll start as son as we get to the bar.” David smiled. “Come on, let’s get a drink.”I had to do a double take when I got to the bar, being pleasantly shocked by what I saw. Franco hadn’t been wrong when he corrected himself about Linzey’s outfit, she was barely wearing anything at all. A shiny gold thong with matching tassels over her nipples and gold coloured thigh boots, accessorised with golden jewellery and a smattering of glitter on her body was the sum of what she called an outfit. She smiled as I got to the bar, obviously seeing the look of wonderment on my face. “Hiya Paula honey. Well, what do you think?” She said, shaking her boobs so that the tassels swung around, I certainly appreciated the demonstration. I looked to David, he could see my predicament. “You‘re a pretty dumb bitch aren‘t you?” He said, loud enough for anyone to hear. “If someone speaks to you, then answer them, but you don’t speak first. OK?” I nodded in agreement and Linzey asked David what we were having to drink. “A tomato juice for me and a Red Bull for the hussy, please Linzey.” She had to bend to get the tomato juice bottle, I couldn’t take my eyes off her magnificent arse as she picked it out, or her beautiful tits as she turned around to put our drinks on the bar. David paid for the drinks and turned to me.“Put your fucking dirty eyes back into your head and follow me, there are some people I want you to meet tonight.”I picked up the drinks, winked at Linzey before she moved onto the next customer and followed David to a round table on the other side of the room. A large man was sat at the table, although large doesn’t Çukurambar escort really do him justice, he was huge. He reminded me a little of Les Dawson, well dressed, pretty good looking but very overweight. David sat down opposite him and they shook hands over the table, I put the drinks on the table and made to sit down on the nearest stool that was in between them. David looked up, he was frowning. “Did I tell you to sit down? You sit when I tell you to. Now, just stand there, be a good girl and let Peter have a look at you.” “This the slut you were telling me about Dave?” The big guy said. “Yep, this is Paula.” David looked up to me again. “Paula, this is Peter, say hello to Peter.”I did as I was told, Peter looked up at me, then his eyes took me in from head to toe. “Nice, very nice mate, where did you find her?” He said to David. “Selling herself on the net, fucking right slag, loves dick. Don’t you Paula?” David looked to me and then raised his voice. “Don’t you Paula? Well, tell Peter what you love” “I love dick, I love cock,” I said to Peter, I heard David tutt-tutting as I spoke.“Oh come on, you can do better than that, a cock loving slag like you, say it louder” He said. I said it again in a louder voice but it still didn’t please David. He asked Peter if he had a pen and paper handy, Peter put his hand into the inside of the suit jacket that was set out on the back of his chair. He took out a small writing pad and pen and passed them over to David. “Here’s what we’ll do, I’ll write down what I want you to say on a piece of this paper and you say it. OK? “David said as he wrote on the pad. He tore off the top sheet and gave me the paper that he’d written on, they both sat back in their chairs with smiles on their faces as they watched me read it out. “I am a dirty, horny fucking slut and I love sucking cocks, I was put on this earth to please men,” I said it as loud as I thought feasible, Franco hadn’t started his DJ set, the sounds around us were of people chattering and very light background music. The television playing the porn was on mute. David shook his head.“No, no no, this isn’t just for Peter’s benefit, this is for everyone. Fucking do as you are told and shout it out, you stupid bitch.” David‘s voice was loud enough to attract the attention of everyone there, the chattering around the bar stopped.I demetevler escort bayan took a look around the room, I knew that all eyes were now on me. I took a long, deep breath and did as David instructed. “I AM A DIRTY HORNY FUCKING SLUT AND I LOVE SUCKING COCKS! I WAS PUT ON THIS EARTH TO PLEASE MEN!” I shouted it out as loud as I could. What should have been embarrassing was turning me on, I knew this was role-play and that everyone in the place would know that, but I tried to imagine that all the people who heard me were just people in a normal hotel bar. I looked to David and Peter. “Again, just in case anybody was in the toilets and missed it,” David said, they both laughed. “I AM A DIRTY HORNY FUCKING SLUT AND I LOVE SUCKING COCKS! I WAS PUT ON THIS EARTH TO PLEASE MEN!”I shouted it again, it gave me a nice tingle, a guy and his T Girl who were sat at one of the alcove tables looked up and smiled over at me. “Well you’re in the right place, love,” someone shouted across from the bar.I heard Linzey and a couple of male voices laughing at the comment before the background music was turned up a little as if to say, “OK, we heard you.”“Yep, Dave, she’ll do for me, let’s have a proper look at her,” Peter said to him.“Help yourself mate, have a good feel, she fucking loves it. Don’t you Paula?” David lit a cigarette and gestured me to go to Peter who grabbed me around the waist and pulled me towards him. He ran his hands over my arse in the tight leather skirt and gave it a playful slap. “Nice piece of fucking ass mate, she’s got a great fucking arse on her,” Peter said to David as if I wasn’t even there, then looked up at me from where he sat in his chair. “Now, come and sit on your uncle Peter’s knee, hey? Come on, let me get a proper feel of the merchandise.”I sat on his knee and his hands were all over me, groping me, touching me up, then he worked my jacket off my shoulders and slipped it off, dropping it on the floor beside him. He was leering at me as he ran one hand all over my silk blouse and put the other underneath my arse and kept squeezing. He spoke with a pervey whispering voice like a dirty old man as he said things to me.“Lovely, Oh yeah, you’re a nice one, uncle Peter likes you, lovely little bitch you are.” He started to kiss me as he spoke.Far from being disgusted by this lurid man, I found Escort dikmen it a huge turn on and I was really getting into being an object to be touched and groped. I was feeling incredibly randy, writhing around in Peter’s lap as he touched me up. I knew I was doing a good job as I felt his cock getting larger in his trousers underneath my bottom as I sat on him.I’d almost forgotten about David and indeed everyone else in the place such was the attention I was paying to Peter. I eventually looked over at David and wasn’t too surprised to see him watching attentively, he was rubbing the crotch of his leather jeans as he watched me with Peter. “Now, Paula. Why don’t you give Peter a nice kiss, a proper one mind, no pecking,” David said across the table. “Oh yeah, come on give us a big kiss.” Peter took his hand from underneath my arse and put them both around my head, playing with my hair in his fingers.He pulled my face towards his, putting his lips against mine and started to kiss me hard on the lips, then the kissing got softer as he started to use his tongue and put it inside my mouth. His hands had moved and were groping again, he was squeezing my arse hard. I put my arms around his neck and started to give him real French kisses, I could feel that he was rock hard now in his trousers. I opened my eyes as I was kissing him and could see that people were now watching. I was enjoying myself, I was meant to be the sub, but I was actually the one in empowerment in this situation and I was loving it. After I’d finished with the kissing I stayed seated on Peter’s knee, I had one arm around his neck, stroking him with one hand whilst was playing with the buttons on his shirt with the other. He had his hands all over me, running up and down my thighs and the tops of my boots, then moving upwards and fondling my upper body. Peter would occasionally move in for a quick kiss and tell me what a lovely slut I was, I loved the compliments and told him what a sexy man he was. David was very much the voyeur and he seemed content to watch, he had moved his chair around the table a little to get closer. He was making a point of me being able to see him rubbing himself through his leathers with one hand as he smoked or took a drink with the other.I was really enjoying my role, I followed the not speaking unless I was spoken to rule and was happy with that, I also found it a turn on to be spoken about as though I was a piece of property, being the centre of attention has always floated my boat. “Dave, she’s fucking great mate, I’ll get at least three spunks out of this one,” Peter said, rather excitedly.“No worries, help yourself, that what the slag is here for,” David said, then paused.

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