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Brat BDSM 4-pack volume 3
(Misty Maiden)

He stroked his chin for a second. 

"Well let me see. Tell you what. How about you strip down naked, get on that pool table, we tie you down, and then everybody in here can do what they want with you?" 

Had I heard him properly? The band's music was pretty loud in here.

"I...um...don't think that would be appropriate." I responded.

"Inappropriate? You coming in here and telling me that you can't pay for a drink is what I would call inappropriate. You're as well spit in my goddamned face."

The barman them motioned to the band on the stage to stop playing, and the place went so silent you could have heard a pin drop. The mass of bikers in their leather jackets were now fixated upon us, they knew the barman had something to say.

"We got a hot young piece of college cooz here can't pay for her drinks, and went someone in here can't pay for drinks, we all know what that means." He turned to one of the barmaids. "It's lock in time."

The bar went into uproar.

"You got two choices girl", said the barman over the din. "Strip down to your bare ass by yourself, or I'll have some of the boys do it for you."

I did not have the money, but I needed to get out of here. Could I do this? Let myself be tied up and used on the pool table by all these leather wearing tattooed men? If I wanted to get out of here it seemed I had no choice. I began to strip down, to much encouragement from all the bikers.

"Oh yeah get em' off girl, let us see those titties!"

 "Bet you got a nice hairless one down there for us all to see. Oh hell yeah!"