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You’re going to assist our female customers with their… feminine needs.” Her tone was playful. I thought to myself, “surely she isn’t serious, am I going to get these women off somehow?” I felt my dick start to tingle. My little fantasy was interrupted when the bartender told me to follow her. As she led me towards the back of the club, Katrina said, “good luck,” and both cheerleaders started laughing. We walked passed the washrooms, and next to the women’s room was an inconspicuous locked door. The bartender unlocked the door and led me in to the dark, warm room. She shut the door behind me, and I couldn’t see a thing. Suddenly, she got close to me and whispered erotically in my ear, “strip for me baby.” She traced a hand down my chest towards my dick, teasing me slowly, until she brushed juicy my dick with her hand. I was instantly erect, and her touch radiated throughout my body. She stepped back and I started taking off my clothes in the dark. Once I was naked, the bartender told me to lie down on the bench. She guided my body to a padded bench that seemed to be sticking out of the wall. Horny out of my mind, I didn’t think twice about this unusually placed furniture, or the situation I was in. My ignorance was quickly punished, as I felt my wrists become cuffed by the bartender. My feet were then forcibly put into stirrups above me, locking me in a spread eagle position. In a amateur panic, I realized there must be more people in this room, because there is no way the bartender confined me so quickly. I felt my head locked in place by metal clamps, and with that, I was completely immobilized. The bartender said, “we got him girls,” in an accomplished voice, and dread washed over me. The lights flickered on, burning my eyes. When I recovered, I was shocked at my situation. The bartender and two girls I have seen around school were smiling over me. “Hey loser, welcome to your new job.” The bartender said. I was shook, my anxiety had taken over leaving me paralyzed. Completely incapable of reacting to my predicament, I lay silently as the bartender continued. “This is a special club—a club where powerful women can come to exercise their dominance. One way they do that is by using human toilets.” I wasn’t sure I heard that right, things were so strange that I had difficulties understanding her words. “You have unwittingly signed up to be one of these human toilets, and so it’ll be your duty to eat or drink whatever our customers produce for you. Whether that is shit, piss, vomit, or whatever other nasty things the human body is capable of, you will consume it without so much as sexy a peep.” The other ladies in the room smiled as the bartender explained shower my new job. I flinched when I felt something babe slick touch my asshole. One of the girls spoke up in an unfittingly sweet voice, “oh honey, I see you felt our little friend. This is an automatic fucking machine. It is a big dildo attached to a motor. If a customer is dissatisfied with your performance, she can press a button in the stall. Every time that button is pressed, the dildo slides forward an inch. - Beth Wilson aka sexy Beth, Lizbeth Jon told me to wear my black ‘pencil’ dress for dinner and we got a table to ourselves in the restaurant. She opened her eyes and saw him sitting there. You think you know James and I, but...well, I don’t know, maybe I shouldn’t say anything.” Amanda couldn’t understand what was on her friends mind. You can push your slave to their very limits, but juicy if they safe out, you amateur have to honor that.” Brad reached up and fingered me as his wife rode him. She brought my sullied finger to her lips, and watched me from coy eyes as she sucked each one clean. The babe tiny claws digging, scraping, and pulling at my sensitive flesh. I lay on the mat, opened my legs and looked at my little audience. She kissed his chin and replied, “You will be small enough to slip back through my cervix when your penis shrivels back to unaroused size.” She then removed the towel slowly bringing my cock into view. Amy was looking like she was bored as she usually is here. It isn’t on the ground but up in the air, which means it must be in the shower trees around me. Then, a large hawk bursts out of a tree about 15 feet from me. It has something trapped in its claws. She freed her other hand (from in between her legs), and using both hands, opened his belt and the snap of his jeans.