it begins

Jill walked back to the bar. She worked on the beer, hoping that getting drunk may save her somehow. She took another swig, then there was a tap on her shoulder. She turned and saw one of the "losers" from the table. She looked at him and smiled, "Wanna by me a beer?"

"What, my buddy just bought you one, and you smirked and strutted off."

Jill wanted to scream at him to save her, but she just took another swig. She batted her eyelashes.

"Blow me, cocktease!" said the boy.

"OK!" Jill found herself saying.

The boy stopped in mid-turn. He looked over at Jill. "Seriously?"

"Yes, I'll blow you," Jill found herself saying...."if you buy me a beer."

"OK, I'll take the chance." He motoined to the bartender who nodded and grabbed a beer out of the cooler. He opened it and put it on the bar.

Jill got up. "Where, you fucking loser," she said involuntarily.

"Follow me, bitch!" the boy said.

Jill tried to resist, but followed the boy into the men's room. The men's room smelled faintly of urine and pine cleanser. There were two urinals and one stall. The man pointed to the stall, and Jill walked in and knelt down.

A few moments later, she was sucking the boy off. He grabbed her head and roughly fucked her face. After a few minutes, he shot his load, and Jill swallowed. He sarcastically thanked her, zipped up, and left her humiliatied on her knees.

Jill slowly got up and and left the stall. As she headed the door, it opened. The boy who bought her the first beer entered. "Hey, where's my blow job, bitch?"

Jill robotically turned and walked back into the stall.