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There was a disco in the Spider club's basement. Each night young well paid professionals like IT workers enjoyed the mix of music drink soft **** and the excitement that came with knowing the club had connections with the street gangs.
Tonight it was packed.

"Hey Becca" Andrew said, just loud enough for her to hear over the loud pulsing disco music and the other noise in the crowded nightclub "pull your skirt down give them a flash"

Becca, her just slightly plumpish body clothed by a low cut tight black top which left her midriff bare and a very short green skirt, flushed red "What did you say?" she hissed.

"Slip your skirt down it hides nothing anyway" he replied, looking intently at the 23 year old girl he had known for a few months now. "Go on show your self- you know you want to -you’re an exhibitionist"

"Get stuffed. I’d have to be drunk to do something like that," she said

Never taking his eyes off her face he spoke very slowly and distinctly "You were drunk when we danced an hour ago. Now you are very drunk – your speech is slurred, you’re unsteady on your feet. Now do it- pull your skirt down" He remembered the dance-she had been all over him- kissing him, her hands pawing at his body and she had simply shot her tongue in his mouth when he had run his hand under that top and played with her nipples. He had watched her behave the same with other men who had danced with her after he had and he had watched her drink steadily when not dancing.

As if obeying him Becca grasped the top of the skimpy skirt between the thumb and fingers of each hand the palms resting on her hips but then she stopped, mumbling "but everyone will see-I can’t do it"

"You really want them to see you like that. You want people to see you half-naked. Anyway they are all drunk like you. No one will remember. Go on Becca", Andrew commanded in the same determined tone, still staring at the brunette before him.
Her will overborne by his, her mind weakened by the drink she had consumed, she quickly slid her skirt down to her knees and just as quickly pulled it up again.

"That’s not what I wanted and you know it. I want you to pull your skirt down and keep it down for a minute at least and I want you to show off" He stepped closer, his body seeming to Becca to tower over hers. He slid his hand under her skirt and touched her panties. "As I thought, you’re soaking wet. You want to show off. You love being dominated. Now do it the way I want or I’ll pull the skirt down myself"

Becca pouted "get your hand away from there. What will people think?"

"As if you cared." Andrew withdrew his hand and raised his voice "Rebeca Amanda Murray pull down your skirt and show your assets to the room"
Even so Andrew was a little surprised when Becca meekly complied by dropping her skirt to her knees then rolling her hips and swaying in a drunken attempt to keep in time to the music still blaring over the speakers. "I thought she’d complain more" he thought then he spoke in that same determined voice "Good girl. You can pull your skirt up now Becca" He kissed her cheek and more softly said, "I’m pleased with you. You’ve got a great ass and nice thighs. Let me buy you a drink"

He returned to a red faced sullen girl, standing legs apart, arms folded, glaring around her. "What’s wrong Becca?"

"All these people are talking about me they are calling me a slut a couple of guys have asked me to put out for them" She took her rum and coke, gulped it down and handed the glass to Andrew. "Fuck them. I do as I fucking well want to" Saying this she slid her skirt down to her knees again, rolled her hips and wiggled her ass .

Andrew whistled and muttered "You mean you’ll do what I tell you or suggest to you" then to test his comment commanded in the same loud deliberate voice "Becca pull your panties down too".
"God no that’s too much. I’ll be butt naked".

"Yes" Andrew smiled "Isn’t that what you want. You want to show these people here you don’t care if they call you a slut. You like showing off don’t you Becca"

She gulped "Um sorta but this is too far".

No Becca its not too far at all. Its what you want. Go on show them your lovely ass. Show then you don’t care at all for what they think of you. Rebeca Amanda Murray pull your panties down" Andrew glared at Becca willing her to obey him.

She did so but as her panties were tighter then her skirt she found it difficult to move as much. She pushed her legs together and looked round. "Fuck you" she hissed loudly to the onlookers "Just cuz I've got something worth seeing and you don't"

Andrew smiled thinking "how much further will she go?" and looked round himself. "Hey Becca you sure are attracting attention now. Does it make you feel good, are you hot knowing your half naked in a crowded night club with people looking at you? You know at least half the men are thinking what you'd look like with your top off as well. That really turns you on doesnt it?" He paused "Well Becca?"

She nodded.

"Some of them are wondering what a good screw you'd be. You like that don't you? You like that because you can tease them. You won't let them do you but you like showing them don't you?. You're all horny aren't you? You need some relief don't you? How will you get that relief Becca? Look at your body crying out for something isn't it? What else can you show these guys. Look at them all lusting after you. Go on put on a real show for them"