For the theatre and patrons, of course!

"She sure is making a mess of the place," a newcomer says.

"And I completely lost track of the storyline because of the distraction," another adds.

"It's shameless! She's naked!" the third exclaims, and you're horrified to see more guys drift over.

The usher frowns down at your sternly, and your heart sinks, knowing what will come next. What always seems to happen.

"I... I have money," you say, looking around for your purse.

The guy beside you shakes his head. "Nah, you spent your last twenty buying us drinks," he says.

The betrayal slices through you, and you stare at him in hurt. "But... I had forty..." you say. He just raises his brows and looks innocent, letting you know that they'd taken the other twenty from your purse.

"This is quite a mess," the usher says, motioning to the popcorn. You open your mouth to object, only to notice that the floor has somehow been littered with yet more popcorn, hot dogs and spilled pop.

"But... I didn't do that..."

"You bought it," one of your 'friends' says.

"We saw he throw it down. That's why we grabbed her hands," another lies.

"That and she ripped off her clothes and started fingering herself."

"N... no! They're lying!" you protest.

"All of them?" the usher asks, striving for a skeptical look but succeeding only in leering hungrily. He looks around quickly, then reaches toward you.

One of the men let go of your wrist, the others pushing you toward the usher.

"Judging by her looks there's only one way she can pay," he says, grinning widely as he captures your small wrist, pulling you out from between the chairs.

"I'd be careful where you lean her," one of the guys says.

"Yeah, she was rubbing popcorn all over herself. She's kind of dirty right now," another says.

The usher chuckles at their words, dragging your defeated body behind him to the short aisle overlooking the entrance. He shoves you forward against the railing, kicking your legs open.

"Please..."

"You want it, don't you?" he hisses in your ear. A yank on your hair turns a protest into a gasp that he takes for pleasure. "Here you go."

"Oh!" you exclaim as a dick sudden parts your lips, sinking relentlessly into your pussy as you stair down at the entrance where your boyfriend could appear at any moment. Would he think to look up? Would he turn and see you? Would he join the others and hear them saying those horrible, rude things about you?

"That's it, fuck me back," the usher says, startling you. Surely you're not... "Harder!" he snarls, and you realize it's true. Somehow your petite hips have started thrusting back at him as his modest dick plunges in and out. His belly smacks against your firm buttocks again and again.

Your eyes stray to the five boys you came in with and see their number has doubled. Most of the people in the theatre seem to have become aware of the live action taking place in the corner and have gathered to watch the usher slam himself forward again and again while you brace yourself against the railing.

Finally it ends with one last surge, the man holding himself balls deep within you as he unloads his cum deep within you.

At least it's over, you think. Until he straightens and pulls away.

"Next person needing compensation," he says, motioning toward you. You gape up at him and the crowd, which has already selected its next lucky fellow.