Mistaken Identity

"Guys, the stripper's here!" yelled one of the twenty male actors.

"What? I am NOT a stripper. I'm here to see my son, Mikey."

"Wow, she's really into character," said another boy as he and a few more surrounded her.

"Please, I'm just here to see Mikey."

"No Mikey here!"

A moment later, the boys jumped Christina, ripped her clothes off and gagged her with her own panties. She struggled as they pushed her on her hands and knees, brought her lower legs up and tied her calves to her thighs then tied her wrists to the ends of a metal bar.

Christina was bound and gagged on her hands and knees. She was acting like a woman who was about to be gang-**** but was very horny, and her pussy was already dripping in anticipation of getting coated with the young men's cum.

"Now, bitch," said one of the actors. "I'm going to pull those panties out of your mouth so we can stuff your mouth with cock while others stuff your pussy and ass."

"MMMHPPMMPPHH!"

"But first..." The boy brought out a paddle with Greek letters cut out of it.