Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 MESMERIZED

   by Amy Ho

   MMF, MDom, Prost

   I have to admit, I did "dress to kill" on purpose.  It'd been a while
since I'd had a man take me to bed so that night, before heading to the
bar, I had dressed in a mini-skirt and halter top, and wore my Fredericks'
panties just in case they were seen.  I hoped.

   Upon arriving at the bar, I took a stool and ordered what I hoped would
be the only drink I would have to pay for and sipped it waiting for the
band to start and for the men to size up their potential conquests for the
evening.  It wasn't long before a black man sat on a stoll next to me and
ordered himself a drink.  It was fairly unusual, blacks didn't often come
to this bar.  Not that I'm prejudiced or anything, it was just unusual.

   Soon the music started and I turned in my stool to watch the band.  The
did a few fast numbers, but then a slow tune started.  Then the man grabbed
my hand and practically pulled me off the chair as he said, "Let's dance."
He led me out onto the floor and I put my hands around the back of his
neck. He put his hands at the top of my hips and, as we started to sway to
the music, lowered them until each hand was cupping an ass cheek and he was
pulling me into him.  I could feel his hardness growing against my belly as
he used his hands to rub me against him.  As the music progressed, he
started to lower his hands further and then up again as his hands gribbed
my ass under my skirt, lifting my skirt so all cound see my panties.

   When the music finished, he gripped my arm again and steered me to a
booth in a corner of the bar.  He stopped with me penned between him and
the booth and said, "take them off."

   "What?" I replied.

   Through clenched teeth, as if angry with me, he said, "Take off the
panties."

   I don't know what came over me.  It was as if I was mesmerized or
hypnotized, or maybe just intimidated, but, there, in full view of everyone
in the bar, I reached up under my skirt, pulled down my panties, stepped
out of them and handed them to the man.  "Sit." I sat and slid over in the
booth as he sat beside me, blocking any escape and set my panties on the
table.

   He signalled to a waitress and instructed her to retrieve my purse from
the bar, ordered himself a drink (but not me) and took my wallet from my
purse and paid for his drink with my money!  and then stuck the remainder
of my money along with my credt cards into his shirt pocket.  All the while
he was sliding his hand up my skirt and playing with my now naked pussy.

   After finishing his drink, he picked up my purse and grabbed my hand,
pulling me out of the booth, and said, "Let's go."

   What could I do?  I let him tug me along by the hand.

   Once out in the parking lot, he tossed my purse into a dumpster as he
led me to his car.  Outside the car, we stopped and he reached around and
untied my halter, pulling it from my body and exposing my tits to view. 
Then he pointed at my skirt and said, "Strip." I stepped out of my skirt
and handed it to him as I had done with my panties which, as far as I knew,
were still laying on the table of the booth.  I was now completely naked in
the parking lot of the bar.  He dropped my halter and skirt onto the
blacktop and said, "Kneel down and put your knees on your clothes." I did.
"Unzip my pants and take out my cock." I did.  "Suck it." I did.

   Naturally a naked white woman sucking a large black cock in full view
out in the parking lot of a busy bar attracted attention so it wasn't long
before several guys had stopped and were watching.  The man looked over at
them and asked, "Want some of this?"

   "Sure, man," one of the men replied.

   The black man said, "The whore told me she gets $20 for a blowjob, $30
for pussy, and $50 to fuck her in the ass." I most certainly did not!  But
could hardly object with a large black cock making it impossible for me to
talk.

   One of the men said, "I'll take some of that," and pulled out a $20. 
The black man man pulled his dick out of my mouth, bent over and told me,
"You better give him the best head of his life, and don't forget to
swallow." The man with the $20 handed it to the black man, who pocketed it,
and unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and shoved it into my mouth.

   Another one had $30 and bent me over the hood of the car and fucked me
from behind as the audience watched.

   All in all, I lost count, but I gave a dozen or more blowjobs, several
men took my pussy on the hood of the car and a couple men bent me over the
car and fucked my ass, "the other pussy," one of them called it, regardless
it hurt.  None of them took long enough to make me cum.  All of the money
went into the black man's pocket.

   After a few hours of this, he ordered me to pick up my clothes and get
in the car.  I didn't have enough time to actually put them back on.  It
did occur to me as he drove that he hadn't cum yet and I wondered what that
was about.

   He drove into the black section of town and eventually stopped in front
of a tattoo parlor and ordered me out of the car.  I got out still
clutching my clothes in a feeble attempt to cover myself, he grabbed my arm
and pulled me into the tattoo parlor.  All this time, it was like I was a
zombie, too afraid to tell him, No."

   Inside, he greeted the tattoo artist, an older black man, and order me
to get up on a table.  Telling me it was for my own good, the tattoo artist
strapped my hands to the table at my sides and pushed my legs up and apart
exposing my pussy to his customers.  "I like to mark my property," the
black man said to me as the tatto artist left to return a minute later with
a tub of water and other items and then proceeded to shave all the hair
from my pussy.  Then he pierced both my nipples and clit (I really screamed
at this one), placing jewelry in the holes.  Afterwards, the tattoo artist
got a $30 doller tip (my pussy).

   Afterwards, I was finally allowed to put my skirt and halter back on and
was led to the car and he drove until we pulled in front of an adult book
store.  There were three other women standing around in shirts and halters,
a car would stop and one of the girls would walk up to the car and tell
them, "For $20 I'll suck your dick, my pussy is $30, or for $50, you can
fuck me in the ass." If the customer agreed, they went back into the alley
and did whatever the man paid for in the alley behind the dumpster.

   When the black man got out of the car, all the girls ran to him and gave
them their money.  Then he turned to me and said, "This is my corner.  Like
you, these whores are my property.  You'll work this corner from eleven in
the morning until three the following morning.  The one who brings me the
most money gets to spend the night in my bed.  You've probably been
wondering why I haven't cum inside you yet.  You'll have to earn it,
starting now.

   Just then a car drove up and I walked up to the open window and told the
man inside, "For $20 I'll suck your dick, my pussy is $30, or for $50, you
can fuck me in the ass."