I am a nightclub owner and your boyfriend has borrowed quite a lot of money from some friends of mine that should have been paid back by now. He comes to my club to ask for more time and brings you along thinking that nobody will do anything to him if you are with him. You are dressed up for the evening like a total slut, short black skirt, tiny white blouse with a red bra underneath and red stiletto heels. Your blonde hair is teased up and back and your lips glossy red. A thin black line of mascara gives your bright green eyes the look of a cat. You come to the bar and your boyfriend orders drinks and then asks to speak to me. I tell the bartender that the drinks are on me and then invite you to dance. I can tell he doesn't approve but your eyes light up so he doesn't object as I take you by the arm and lead you off into the crowd.
We find a secluded corner of the dance floor and we start to dance to the club beat. As we turn I motion for the DJ to slow the music and as the next song mixes in the beat slows down and you draw closer to me. You put your arms over my shoulders as I pull you closer and slide my hands down over your tight ass. I breathe in the scent of your hair and your cheap perfume and realize that you are actually turning me on. I ask you if you know why your boyfriend has brought you to my club tonight. You admit that you don't but I can tell you had some suspicions about that too. I tell you that he owes some very nasty people a lot of money and I have been the one keeping them off his back but even I can't help him much longer. You are stunned but somehow you knew something like this was going on. You move your hips against me and look into my eyes, asking if there is anything you could do to help him. I think for a moment as my hands ride up under your short skirt and caress your bare ass, spreading the cheeks and probing between them. You don't move and close your eyes as you allow me to paw you. I smile and tell you that I just had an idea how we might work something out but you have to be willing to do exactly what I say. You agree without hesitation and I take your hand and lead you off the floor.
Your eyes grow wide as I lead you quietly into the men's room but you don't say a word. I lead you into the end stall and undo your blouse and bra, groping your big soft tits for a moment and roughly pinching the nipples. I turn you around against the wall and pull the blouse off, tying it around your eyes as a blindfold. I remove your tiny red bra and use the bra straps to tie your hands behind your back. I turn you back around, blindfolded and bound with your big tits hanging free and placing my hands on your shoulders I push you down to your knees. I tell you just to relax and to stay right where you are until I come back for you. I go back out to the bar and find some of my friends, the ones your boyfriend is indebted to and send them back one by one to the men's room.
You stay where I left you and one at a time the men I sent back take turns using your mouth. They enter the stall and roughly shove their cocks into your mouth growling for you to suck it. You do as you are told and hungrily suck those hard cocks, licking and sucking for all you are worth until they cum in your mouth or pull out and cum all over your face and tits. They grab your hair as they fuck your face and call you a "slut" and a "dirty fucking whore". You are humiliated and crying at being treated this way but somehow the thought of being a slut for all these anonymous cocks has your pussy dripping wet. After my friends have used you I send a couple of my staff in just for good measure. Finally, after about the sixth guy has taken a turn I decide to give you a try myself.