At the bar

An hour later, Jack and Melly entered a bar named The Debauchery.

Loud electro music was playing, people were swirling on the dance floor and drink at tables that were chest high with stools as chair. Jack went to the bad with Melly on his toes. He could see the look everyone was giving her. While a lot of girls were dress provocatively, non was dress as whorishly as Melly and the women around looked at her with disgust and disapproval when they passed next to them but the guys were all having the same look in their eyes... They all wanted to be inside her.

Jack ordered two beers and they went to a table. He sat on one of the stool chairs and took his beer to his lips. When Melly went for the second beer he stopped her by lifting one finger while finishing his swig.

• "Before you deserve this, get on your knees under the table and give me a good blowjob", he ordered but didn't use his power to compel her. Jack wanted to see how she would react after a week of slavery.

She looked astonished and gave a glance around the crowded place.

• "Please, don't make me do this here", she pled
• "You're my ****, you do what I ask, no one will care", replied Jack
• "Fuck you! I will not!", she cried out in anger and spat at his face.

Jack washed his face with his sleeves and got up, picking the beers, he walked slowly towards the toilets, and this time, he used his power to make her follow him. They entered the men's room and, without any words, Melly sat between two urinals, her back against the wall, with her mouth stuck open.

• "You wanted a beer so much you didn't want to suck my dick, well, you'll have some beer... you'll have beer all night, but it will be a brand called Piss On Me."

He walked out without looking back at his ****.

Every guy who walks into the washroom to piss tonight will think all the toilets and urinals are broken safe from Melly, they will see her as just another urinals albeit, one that is working fine.

Jack made his way back to his table with his two beers for himself. Slowly drinking he thought he could still use a good blowjob, so he looked around for a girl who could do it for him.

He spotted a cute girl standing near the stage where he guessed, bands would play on other nights. She wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world but, he found himself wondering what her cute face would look like with his dick down her throat.

With a simple push of his, the girl ditched her friends without them saying anything, made her way to him, and once next to his table, dropped under it. A few seconds later, his dick was engulfed in her mouth and down her throat as she bobbed slowly from tips to bottom looking at him adoringly. No one around paid any mind. He kept drinking his beers slowly while looking at her cute face empaling itself smoothly on his manhood. Soon he ordered more beer and kept drinking.

Looking in direction of the toilet, he saw that a line of guys was waiting outside... it was sad that only one urinal was working he thought with a smirk.

An hour later, he was down his fifth beer and hadn't cum yet. The girl was still dutifully bathing his dick in pleasure with her mouth. He pushed his stool back, getting up with the girl's mouth still on his cock. He took hold of her head and start fucking the shit out of it. Brutally fucking her mouth so hard her gagging sound was almost loud enough to get over the cover of electro music. He was using the slut face as a fleshlight of pleasure.

After five minutes of the most brutal face fucking he had ever given, he got his dick out, jerk for a few seconds, and jizz all over the cute cum dump face. A minute later, after giving him a piece of paper with the name Frida and a number, she was back with her friends, his jizz still plastered on her face and he knew she wouldn't wash it until waking up tomorrow, not remembering from where it was. Every week from now on, she would seek to find the most disgusting hobo she can stumble upon. She would search for him without realizing it, just feeling the need to go out and take a walk until she could find a good specimen. She would seek dirty, unwashed-for-month guys and she would beg them to fuck her face without any restrain. If the lucky bastard would show any concern for her well-being, she would push them to go harder, to use her as a fleshlight for their pleasure. Inside, she wouldn't want it but she would not be able to stop her mouth and body to do it. She would look happy while they fuck her face as a flesh hole without soul. A mouth meant to relieve all the frustration of their life. When they would be ready to cum, the choice would be for them on where to do it. And afterward, she would clean their dick with her mouth until it was shiny clean. If that cleaning session would make them ready for another go, she would happily comply.

He walked back to the washroom, pass the line of guys still there, and went in. A reeking smell of piss hit his nose and he looked at Melly. A guy was finishing taking a piss in her mouth, making a mess all over her face in his drunk state. Jack got behind him, cutting in line with the three other men already in the room waiting. When the guy was done, he got out his dick and proceed to do the same as his predecessor. Melly was in a stupor, her eyes not really there but when he talked she looked at him with a look of defeat and he could see that she was drunk on piss too.

• "Time to go home, ****"