She needs to use the restroom.

As the adrenaline of her indignity started to wear off, her bladder began to remind her of the cocktails she’d consumed earlier in the evening. With the pressure building, she could no longer stand motionless.

“I need to use the bathroom,” Roslyn whispered loud enough for the Man in Green to hear but no one else.

“You may go.”

Her tattered pride flared up at his words. The renewed shame at her decreased status as a spectacle gave a sobering window of how completely she had degraded herself for this stranger and she snapped.

“I don’t need your permission.”

Unflinchingly he responded in his low dulcet tone.

“Then why did you ask?”

Roslyn’s cheeks and chest flushed red and the fight went out of her.

“I… I…” she tumbled over her sentences before he cut her off.

“Go and come back.”

With this, Roslyn began making her way to the bathroom. She moved gingerly through the crowds to find the sign for the ladies room. Now that she was moving again she was attracting new attention. While in line of sight of the Man in Green she kept her hands by her sides. Her breasts bobbed in step and her areola beamed at passers by. But as soon as he could no longer see her, her hands fell upon her breasts and crotch and clamped down. Her paced slowed as protecting her body became a priority again.

Her hands made contact with her clit, which was now poling through the parting curtains of her labia, **** for some of the attention the rest of her body was receiving. As her fingers landed on her clit she immediately shuddered with the sudden stimulation. She had been dripping wet, her crotch afire with only the capacity to stay motionless. She now understood how desperately her pussy was begging to be touched. A small moan escaped her as her eyes rolled back. She remembered where she was. People were all around her staring. A part of her that scared her, wanted to keep going. That didn’t care she was lightly fingering herself and had moaned in erotic pleasure for a crowd of strangers. Their eyes fell upon her like a bucket of cold water and she pulled away from her momentary pleasure. Roslyn coughed lamely to pass of the moan as something less sex-crazed, but she wasn’t sure if anyone bought it. She withdrew her hand so it hovered slightly in front of her pussy without touching it directly, and picked up her pace to find the bathroom.

Outside the context of standing at a poker game her condition appeared even stranger. Instead of some crazy card player, she now was just an absurdity. A naked woman wandering around the casino. The people at the slot machines who had not been in attendance to the pre-show looked up confounded as to what she was doing. Why was this young woman strolling shamelessly around with her tits out? Why was she flaunting her scruffy pussy with a fuzzy heart carved in? Many conversations about her started anew.

“Is this a sex thing?”

“It must be, look at her she’s dripping through her hands.”

“Did she lose a game of cards that badly?”

Once she found the bathrooms she locked herself in the cubicle and took a deep breath. She was thankful she could at the very least pee without an audience. With her first experience of privacy in the past hour, the insanity hit her like a truck. What the fuck was she doing? She wondered how long she could stay in the cubicle for and what she would do when she left.

Would she return to the Man in Green’s side? Or try and make her escape? He had her house keys and she didn’t know how far she could get without a stitch of modesty. But if she went back to him what was she saying? What would happen? What did did she want to happen? The walls began to tighten around her and claustrophobia gnawed at her. For her whole life she had been a picture of dignity and professionalism. A young PhD student on the cutting edge of science, a socialite, a well mannered and beloved friend and relative. Who was this other person who stripped and exhibited her body before a crowd of strangers? Who would present herself for inspection and sought the approval of a man she did not know the name of? This person who almost masturbated in a crowded casino?

And why was she so fucking horny?