Shake your head and get out of here!

You shake your head rapidly side-to-side. The bouncer sighs, swears, and shakes his head.

"Fine," he snaps.

He uncuffs you, and you struggle to put your clothes back on with hands and feet prickling with pins and needles.

The car-ride back to the city is in silence, and you're terrified that at any minute he's going to turn on you. But he drops you off back at the bar, and you walk home, shaking, and not just a little bit horny.