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“Falsies” she stated
to the amusement of her friends.

“So, you thought
ladies night would be a good opportunity to get with the girls hey?” She said.
Steven’s response was mumbled. He cleared his throat and forced himself to be
clear.

“You don’t understand”
he said “it’s not what it seems”.

“It seems pretty clear
to me” said the girl gripping his erection sharply. She pressed close to him
and looked up to his face, his cock in her hand trapped between their two
bodies. “Looks like you need some relief?” she purred.

Steven attempted to
wriggle away but the other girls took him by the arms and pinned him back
against the wall.

“All those girls in
there get you excited did they?” the elfin girl asked.

“No, no, it’s not like
that!” Steven pleaded.

She stepped back
satisfied that he was secured by the others and couldn’t slip away. “What do
you say we should do girls?” She asked her friends.

“Get the bouncers.”
One said, though she seemed to be teasing him.

“Take him back out
there and
out
him to all the girls, let them see who’s been sneaking
around amongst them getting
his
thrills.”

“Call the Police”
another offered.

“Well?” the girl asked
him. “What’s it to be?”

“Please” Steven
wheezed. The girl still had hold of his cock and was stroking her thumb along
the shaft as they talked. “Please, just let me go. I want to go home. I was
forced to do this, I didn’t want to…I’m not….”

“I
think
..
” the girl said with a pause “I think, maybe we will be kind… and let
you go home. But first we have to teach you a lesson.” A chuckle of laughter
went round the group. “….and you can’t possibly walk home in that state.” She
looked down at his erect cock, red and swollen in her hand, pre-cum dribbling
over her fingers.

“Look I just, just let
me get out ok. Please!” Steven begged.

“Ok. Well, we’ll just
have to make sure you aren’t going to go and do something inappropriate with
all those ladies out there with that rather outsized clitoris you have there
sweety
.” She said to more laughter. Steven tried to push
himself away from the wall and out of the grip of the girls holding him, but
they forced him back and tightened their hold. The elfin hair girl gripped him
tighter and began to work his cock much more vigorously. Another girl reached
across and gripped his balls tightly. Steven pleaded with them to stop. Sweat
beaded his brow and he wasn’t sure he could hold back any more. He couldn’t
believe this, stood dressed as a woman, surrounded by real women looking at him
with a mix of disgust and amusement, while he was exposed, aroused and on the
verge of shaming himself even further against his will.

“Come on you fucking
Tranny” the girl looked up to his grimacing face, her own tense with the effort
of her hand flying backward and forward along the shaft of his cock, gripping
tightly, forcing him to the edge. “Come on you slut, fucking show us what
you’re made of.”

Steven groaned loudly,
his eyes closed tightly, his knees buckled and his twitching cock sent a jet of
cum splattering onto the cold concrete floor of the corridor. The girls all let
out a shrill shriek of delight, the girl squeezing his balls jumping back,
while the elfin girl, her face taught with concentration squeezed and stroked
his manhood until the last dribbles eased from the tip and fell falteringly to
the floor. The girl pulled away and the others released their hold on
him.  She winked at him then stared at his cock for a moment and then the
group turned abruptly and ran off down the corridor.

Steven gathered
himself as quickly as possible and after a short search found a door marked
Fire Exit and burst out into a dimly lit alley at the back of the nightclub. He
headed down the alley and finding his bearings headed for home. The short skirt
did little to preserve his decency especially now as he didn’t even have the
flimsy lace g-string to contain him.  He struggled in the shoes and tried
to keep to poorly lit areas so that he wasn’t seen.

He’d been home for an
hour and was still scrubbing off the make-up when the doorbell rang. The
women’s clothes and wig lay piled on top of the bin in the kitchen. His
immediate fear was that it was the Police; somehow someone had identified him
and reported what happened at the club. But when he opened the door it was
Amanda, Mary and the other girls.

“You found your way
home then.” Amanda
said,
a wide smirk across her face.

“You fucking bitch!”
Steven spat out.

“Yeah, well. We just
wondered where you went to.” She continued ignoring him. “Then we heard about
Kayleigh
Thomas and her pals finding you in the ladies
and…” she paused “sorting you out!”

“Shit!” Steven hissed.
“Well, I’m home safe no thanks to you. And just for the record I never want to
see or hear from any of you again.”

“Oh, come on. Admit
it, you enjoyed it.” Amanda teased. Steven replied with a fusillade of
blustered profanities.

“Well, anyway, we just
thought we’d tell you that we’ll pick you up again at 7 next Thursday.
For the next ladies night at the Pink Lagoon?”

“You must be fucking
joking you bitches” Steven snarled “there is no way you’d ever get me to do
that again”.

“Are you sure?” Amanda
said in mock disappointment.

“You’re fucking crazy,
now piss off and leave me alone!”

“Only…” said Mary
stepping forward now holding up her cell phone to his face “one of
Kayleigh’s
girls sent me this”.

On the ‘phone a video
was playing. In it was a blond woman stood in a corridor hands at the edge of
the frame holding her against a wall. The camera drifted lower, following down
over the blouse stretched tight over her bust, down to her skirt and then
suddenly a stiff cock protruding from beneath the skirt, a hand gripping it in
a blur of motion and then suddenly the cock jerking and spitting out a flow of
white cum. The camera then rose to focus clearly on the face of the woman.
Steven swallowed and stared in total disbelief. He had had no idea that one of
the girls had been filming everything on her ‘phone.

“We wouldn’t want that
getting out on the web for all your friends to see would we?” Liz said.
Laughter rose from Amanda and the girls as Steven stood speechless.

“See you next
Thursday!” Mary chirped. They turned and walked away into the night, waving
over their shoulders and giggling noisily. Steven slammed the door and went
into the lounge and poured himself a stiff drink.

His cell ‘phone
bleeped. He checked it and found a video message from Mary. It was the video
she had just shown him on her phone. Still cursing he played back the events of
the evening in his mind and then replayed the images from the mobile phone. He
felt his cock stir again.

Then he went into the
kitchen, gathered up the women’s clothes from the bin and put them in the
washing machine. The wig, false breasts and shoes he carefully put in a
cupboard.

 
For next time.

Lena
drained the last of her bottle of vodka and reached over to the table for a
fresh one. The girls were in high spirits and the more drink consumed the
raunchier the conversation got.

“Fantasies!”
Announced
Pippa
.
“Round the room.
Let’s name our fantasies”

“Don’t mind anal myself.” slurred Megan. “He’s always after it and
sometimes it’s nice for a change.”

Her statement was met with a mix of sniggers and appreciative nods.

“Up the arse!!” declared
Pippa
raising her
glass in salute to a roar of laughter.

“Can’t beat a spot of bondage”
Abbie
chirped
in “it really works for me but I’m not too keen on spanking.”

“Oh no, you know Paul used to be into that. Actually anything to do
with my butt works. Fuck did it use to turn me on!” Megan said.

“What spanking?”

“Uh-huh, Paul loved it. And I loved dressing up and letting him spank
me. At first I kind of felt awkward about it but, fucking Christ, would I cream
everywhere!”

“Megan!” Lena squealed “Really, you are a slut!”

“Yes dear, but I’m a satisfied slut!” The girls all giggled
uncontrollably for a few moments.

“
Mmmm
.”
Gargled
Pippa
,a
jet of neat vodka spewing
from her lips as she hurried to speak “One in each hole! That’s my fantasy.
I’ve never done it but the thought gets me going.”

“I’ll bet Megan has!”
Abbie
said prompting
another round of laughter.

“Actually no!”
Megan retorted and then
after a
moments
pause “but I have done
a blow job while being fucked from behind so it’s close”.

“Sex in a public place!”
Gill offered. “I did
it on a beach once, you know, behind one of those windbreakers. But it always
got me thinking about doing it somewhere where everyone could see. Sometimes I
fantasise about doing it on the top deck of a bus with everyone sat around
watching. That one always gets me wet.”

“What about you Lena?” Megan asked “What’s your fantasy?”

“I don’t know, I like,
well
I’m not sure I
want to say it.”

“Oh, come on that’s not fair”
Pippa
demanded
“You’ve got to tell.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to it’s just like…..weird. Not really a
fantasy but just an idea of something I like.”

“Go on!” encouraged Megan.

“Well I kind of like being – well - humiliated. Not nastily if you know
what I mean, but kind of like within my boundaries….but humiliated.”

“What’s that got to do with sex?”
Pippa
asked. “Anybody know what she’s on about?”

“God, yes!”
Abbie
agreed “When I’m doing bondage
its
like, I
dunno
, being made to do things against your will, only
they’re not really.”

“I guess so, but I have nothing specific in mind, just fleeting ideas
sometimes when I’m horny.” explained Lena.

“You always were the shy one Lena.” Megan teased. “I like it but I
don’t know what it is!”

Lena blushed. She knew she was less experienced than the other girls
but she was no virgin.

“No Megan, what I mean is
,
I just don’t
actually know what it is about it that appeals. I guess ‘
cos
I‘ve never done anything like it to find out.”

 
Abbie
went to the kitchen and returned
with more beverages and snacks while Gill grabbed a bag from another room and
began to show off the proceeds of her latest shopping spree.

They all laughed at a skimpy night dress that was all but see through.

“Christ, Gill,
” Megan feigned disbelief “
You’d
get more coverage dressed in Clingfilm!”

“Don’t tempt her”
Pippa
joked.

“Fuck I’m pissed!”
Abbie
announced. “I fancy
some sport. Let’s have some fun.”

“What do you suggest?” Megan prompted.

“I don’t know but let’s do something!”

“We could hit a night club, it’s not too late.”

“No…..
lets
do something horny.”

“We could find three guys at the club and you could get to live out
your fantasy
Pippa
.” Gill’s suggestion was
accompanied by sniggers from the others.

“Yeah, then we could let them fuck you Gill while we all watch!”
Pippa
retorted.

“Uh, not my fantasy.”
Abbie
laughed “watching Gill
get
fucked.”

“I know! Let’s play follow through your
fantasy !”
Megan suggested dramatically “We draw straws of something and one of us has to
carry out their fantasy.”

Abbie
didn’t look convinced “How do we
decide?”

“Spin the bottle!” screamed Paula. The chant rose around the room.

“Spin the bottle, spin the bottle,
spin
the
bottle.”

Megan was always able to lead them on and encourage them to do anything.
Lena could recall countless times when Megan had
lead
them astray. She went to the kitchen and poured a large glass of vodka before
returning to the room. When she returned the girls were already eagerly sat in
a circle on the floor, an empty bottle lay on
it’s
side in the middle of the circle.

Excitedly they encouraged Lena to sit down and as soon as she was
settled Megan took hold of the bottle and spun it.

It turned three times and came to halt with the neck pointing at Lena.

“Yeah,” drooled Megan “Come on Lena, what do you say?”

“No! I couldn’t……how…I mean…”

“Tonight Lena Markham, you will be……..Humiliated!!” Megan announced in
a mocking tone. For a moment the girls seemed lost as to how to start but
Megan, as could be expected, took the lead.

“Ok Lena, get your kit off!”

Her protestations were useless as the others grabbed her and stripped
her of her clothing. Within seconds she was stood naked in the room trying
desperately to cover herself with her hands.