All Right I'll Do It Chapter 2

Chips fingers rubbed my lips.

"Suck them slut,' he repeated

My pink lips parted and his grimy fingers slid in onto my tongue as he wiped his encrusted fingertips on my tongue feeling my mouth as if I was just some object.

"Good girl," Chip said while Robert poured the guys some Jack.

Dave just watched with a smirk on his face.

"You are a pussy aren't you," Chip asked?

He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and rubbed them on my thigh highs just above the hemline of my dress. His fingers rose a bit higher past the stockings and touched my naked skin above.

"She has smooth legs John," Chip said and as he moved his hand back to play with my butt I felt his fingers slide under the elastic of my panties. His fingers continued higher till he touched my privates.

"John, you are so right, I don't feel any cock just pussy she's so small," Chip chuckled.

"Tina the man asked you a question. When a man talks to you answer him," Robert toned in.

"Yes," I quivered.

"Yes, I am a silly slut girl Mister," Chip instructed me to say.

Whatever exhilaration I had felt before John and Robert had arrived was fading into humiliation and degradation. Chip had let go of my wrists but had told me to just stand there as he ate his sandwich and chips. I could see some of the crumbs accumulate in his beard

Dave still hadn't said much but he was the largest of the four with bulging muscles and tattoos on both his arms. He was wearing black leather pants and a Grateful Dead t-shirt. His silence was scary especially since he was bald with one of those terrible goatees. He looked just like one of those very bad guys you see in the movies. Even his dark eyes radiated manliness.

Chip took another bite of his tuna sandwich and a small piece of tuna fell out of the edge and landed on his crotch.

"Tina, bend down and lick that clean," Chip said.

And that was when I said, "NO."