The bar was packed tonight. It was full of smoke, talk and loud music. I really wasn't up to it. At least not tonight. It had been a long, boring day at the office and I was feeling tired. My colleagues had asked me to join them for a drink and now one drink had already become three or four.
I was between relationships a.k.a. horny as hell but too lazy to do anything about it. I'm an OK looking, 29 year old guy. I usually get girls but also manage to keep them for awhile. I've got a nice amount of money and good manners. That really wasn't the problem. For me, it's hard to find women who interest me. Airheads and bimbos just don't have that affect on me. I like someone who has courage – balls, if you want to put it that way – someone who isn't stuck on one place but ready to try new things. Actually women like that got me into that bar. I had broken up with a French woman named Monique and she wasn't ready to leave my head just yet. I guess needed a couple of drinks to do that.
My friends were getting drunk a lot quicker than me so I thought it was time to call it a night. I left that laughing and yelling pack and headed back home. It was a warm and clear night so I decided to walk. It was the best decision I have ever made.
The bar's music still banging in the background I started to walk through the empty street. My mood had improved and for the first time in a long time I wasn't thinking about Monique. I was humming some old song when I heard giggling. From behind a corner walked three women towards me holding hands and therefor blocking the whole sidewalk. I had to go through them. Just when I was passing them, the ones right beside me grabbed my hands and the third one put a knife on my throat. At first I thought I was been mugged and got scared. The women made me walk into a corridor leading to another building's backyard. They opened a door in front of me and shoved me inside. It was some kind of garage but there was nothing in it except a chair. The women forced me to sit onto it and taped me with duck tape. Now I was really scared. I kept thinking which one of the women I knew I had pissed so badly. Then one of the women, a dark one with a miniskirt and boots, took the knife and placed it back onto my throat.
'Well girls. It looks like we have some company. At last. (laughing) This one didn't put up much of a fight. Too bad. Because you know what, mister? We like a good fight' she whispered into my ear.
'What should we do with it? Hmm. Should we... kill him?' the dark one continued. 'Maybe not quite. We'll just toy with it a little.'
She slipped her hand firmly into my crotch. I trembled. The women laughed at me. Then they all came around me and put their hands on my chest. They moved them around and before I noticed they had torn my shirt off. The blond woman in a tight red skirt kissed my stomach. I got immediately aroused. I wanted to touch her but I couldn't because of the tapes. Then the other brunette with a black dress sat on my lap and ripped the tape off of my mouth. She licked my lips and sank her tongue into my mouth. You couldn't hear me complaining. The blonde rubbed my thighs and I felt like I was bursting. Then the one with the black dress got off of me and opened my trousers. They loosened the tapes on my feet enough to get my pants and boxers off. I was sitting there naked in front of three beautiful women. I was living a dream but couldn't do anything about it.
The black dressed woman took my cock into her hands. She looked at it like a price object.
'You would like me to take it into my mouth, wouldn't you?' she said in a soft voice. I nodded.
'Well, I won't do it then. And I suppose you wouldn't want me to put it inside me, either?' I was starting to get the hang of this so I shook my head.
