More than I bargained for

I sat there for a few seconds, trying to feel any differences. Everything felt normal. Then, slowly, my vision began to distort. My hands and feet started to tingle, and then become numb. It felt like I was getting drunk, but much more acutely. Jack watched as my body began to sway back and forth. I turned to Jack, and with slightly slurred speech I said, “Honey, I’m feeling kind of strange. Maybe we’d better get going to somewhere more private. What do you say?”

Jack smiled at me, rubbed the back of my head, and said, “Don’t you worry, babe. I know what I’m doing. You just sit there a little while longer and leave everything to me.”

I was getting a little nervous. I didn’t want to pass out completely in this kind of place. I had expected that by now we’d be in his car, driving towards his home or a motel. Still, in my condition there wasn’t much I could do but trust that Jack knew what he was doing. I put my head down on the bar, to try to stop the room from spinning.

“Honey?” Jack said.

“Yes?” I tried to reply. But I couldn’t quite get the words to form in my mouth. I tried to lift my head to look at Jack, but my head wouldn’t cooperate. I tried my arms, my legs... nothing. I couldn’t move! I began to panic a little, but then I felt Jack’s comforting hand on my back, and I calmed down. Jack lifted me off the bar, and picked me up in his arms. My eyes were open and I could still see around me. I watched as the other bar patrons stared at me as Jack carried me towards the door. Finally, we were getting out of this hole.

The movement stopped. Why weren’t we moving towards the door? I felt myself being lowered, and then I was lying face up on a table. Jack?!? Jack?!? Why were we no leaving? I can’t stay here in this condition! But the words wouldn’t form, and all I could do was just lie there and wait.

Jack stood over me, and took my face in his hands. I think he could see the fear in my eyes. “Don’t worry,” he said. “There’s just been a slight change in plans.” What???? What did he mean? There can’t be a change in plans. Not now. Not with me in this condition!

Jack gave me a kiss on the lips, and released my head. My head fell to the side, and I could see the bartender and a few patrons staring at me.

I felt Jack’s hands start to caress my breasts through my blouse. Then he began unbuttoning my blouse. This can’t be happening! He unbuttoned my blouse completely and pulled it aside, leaving me lying there in my bra. His hands roamed over my bra covered breasts, squeezing and kneading the tender flesh. He dragged his hands across my stomach, down my legs. I felt Jack grab the bottom of my skirt and lift, and then I felt the cool air on my thighs and panty covered pussy.

Oh god! Every pervert in the place could see my underwear. I could just imagine the filthy thoughts going through their minds while I watched them watch Jack feel me up. Jack gently caressed my pussy through my satin panties. Up and down, with a little extra pressure over my clit. Despite myself, I was becoming turned on.

Jack reached up and took hold of the front clasp on my bra. He bent down, and with his lips next to my ear, Jack whispered, “Can you see them? Can you see the desire in their eyes? They all want you. They want to see you lying here, naked and helpless. Do you want to give them a show? I think you do. I think you want everyone here to get a good look at your tits and pussy. You’re such a dirty slut, you want to show your body to every horny guy in here. Well, you’re going to get your wish.” And with that, I felt my breasts spring free of my bra.

The bartender was clearly getting turned on by this show. When my breasts came into view, I watched him reach down behind the bar. I could guess what he was doing by the look on his face and the jerking motion his arm was making. Jack leaned down and sucked on first one nipple, then the other. He sucked them into his mouth, and rolled them around with his tongue. My body tensed, and I wanted to scream in pain when jack bit down hard on my right nipple, but I could not react.

The next thing I knew, Jacks fingers were hooked in the waistband of my panties and he was pulling down. Over my ass, down my legs, and off my feet. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I was lying completely naked on a table in some dove bar, with everyone watching me. Some of the other bar patrons were now clearly rubbing their cocks through their pants, and one sicko sitting at the bar had taken his cock out and was stroking it while he stared at my hairless pussy. A wave of nausea washed over me.

Jack slid my body down, so my legs were hanging off the edge of the table and my ass was right on the edge. I could hear the sound of a zipper being lowered, and then my legs were pulled apart. Now everyone could see my shaved cunt, and the cool air made my body tingle. I mentally braced myself for what was about to come. Jack’s fingers spread my pussy lips, and I felt his cock rest at my vaginal entrance. One quick push and he was completely inside of me. Jack began thrusting inside me, almost exiting completely when he pulled back, and slamming his hips against me, his balls slapping against my ass each time he thrust in. Jack worked himself into a fast rhythm, bringing himself closer to cumming with each thrust. I could do nothing but lay there and let it happen.