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A day at the Stone Wall Mall | Matuga | 7

 

The first thing that occurs to you is that you don't have a very accurate throwing arm, as your balled up panties end up missing the other guy's hand and landing in the trash can near the door. The guy shrugs, as if he couldn't do anything about it. "Well, if that's where you want them to be..."

The rational part of you wanted to raise an objection. The realistic one, however, reminds you that you're naked in the men's washroom, one guy holding your dress, and both of them eyeing your body, even though it'd been exposed to them for the past few minutes. Chances are, part of you wanted the panties to be thrown away. Again, your thoughts turn to what you think they want to do to you, and you shudder, knowing that you weren't in a position to argue with them. You did what they asked, but would they play along.

As your mind races,, the door opens behind them and a cleaner comes in, wheeling a cart with cleaning products. Suffice to say, his eyes bug out when he sees you, and one of the guys hands him some greenbacks.

"Take this and scram, buddy."

The cleaner nods. "Just here for the trash, sirs." You don't give him another look, as the guys come towards you, leaving your dress by the sink for the moment. You want to back up, but there's nowhere to run, as you've hit the wall between the two urinals. Your meet the two guys' eyes again, and they're filled with lust as one of them grabs your arm and yanks you forward, roughly pinching your breast as he does.

"It's time to pay up, girly." You're not really sure what you're paying, as he uses your breasts to make you bend over as he forces your face on his crotch. With a quick zip and tug, his cock is exposed and he pushes it through your opened lips. The other guy goes behind you and starts spanking your ass, eventually entering you from behind.

It's not a comfortable position for you, but the hands on your hair and spanks on your ass convince you that resisting would be a bad idea, and the guys push you back and forth as their cocks piston through you. Your thoughts race, as you just came here to tease, not get near-raped. But the same part of you that wanted to tease is being sated by this - the tease is only fun with the threat of punishment, and right now you're getting punished.

Eventually, the guy fucking your face pulls out as he's about to cum, and he sprays it on your face and tits - as much as he can facing downwards, as some of it doesn't stick and goes to the floor - and a few seconds later, the second guy pulls out and flips you around to do the same, and again most of it doesn't manage to stick as you're facing downwards, although your hair gets a healthy dose of sperm as well. Although they hadn't formally talked about a plan of attack, they seem to be on the same page.

"Let's use her again. I could fuck this teasing slut all day."

The other guy enters your pussy this time, roughly grabbing your ass and spanking it, as the first guy enters your asshole, mashing your tits and nipples. This time, the guys seem to be trying to abuse you, and again you find yourself somewhat turned on by the pain, the dominance of two mostly clothed guys taking one nude female and turning her into their toy, and the fact that the female is you, someone who came here intending to toy with men like that.

The back and forth motion between your ass and pussy is much more pleasurable for you, and the one in your pussy occasionally yanks your hair and kisses you, apparently attempting to rape your mouth as well as your pussy. You feel yourself orgasm, and soon after that the guys pull out again, and push you to the floor near where a few stray drops of cum landed, apparently wanting to accurately spermglaze your face and tits.

They spray you again, and this time they do a much better job, and the cum drips off of your mouth and tits down your body. The guys laugh and zip up.

"Thanks for the show, girly. See you around." The guys leave, and you find yourself trying to recover, cum drizzling down your tits and legs, as you slowly push yourself to your feet and get your bearings again.

The following two thoughts occur to you. One, that your dress is not where they left it. And two, that the bathroom doors are opening again....

 

Who's coming through this time? Is your dress still here?


          Mall security, and no...

 
 
 

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