Into the bar

"They're all so tempting I can hardly decide," Kyle said ruefully. "Fortunately I know what our last event will be, and I think we'll have just enough time for one of those activities before our final stop of the day."

Jill cried out with an involuntary orgasm, making a head or two look her way.

"Your orgasms should be much louder, almost screamlike," Kyle advised conversationally. "And when you play with yourself it should be much rougher."

Jill's fondling fingers turned from soft rubbing to pinching and clawing at her breast and pussy.

"You know, I have both fond and not-so-fond memories of college. I mean, I met you there after all. It's so recent I feel sympathy for these poor guys," he gestured to the small pairings and groups of guys that wandered into the bar across the road. "So much work, so little time for hot babes. Well, they've got you."

Jill let out another earth-shattering wail as she stabbed her long nails into her reddening cunt.

"You're going to go into that bar. You're going to find a group of guys who're looking at you like you're meat, and you're going to go over and ask them to buy you drinks. Act flirty but be bitchy with them when you get the drink. If they pursue things ask in your nastiest way if they thought you'd give them a blowjob. And if they say yes or suggest it you can shrug and say 'why not, so long as you keep buying me beers'. Blowjobs, nothing else, unless of course they **** you, in which case you can goad them into being rougher and act like some porn star. Got it?"

Jill nodded, staring in horror at him for a moment before letting rip with another loud orgasm.

"Oh," he smirked. "You can stop playing with yourself. And of course you can't tell them about me, you can't act in anyway that would spoil my plans for you. Have at least five beers before returning, and bring a full bottle back with you. Now go get em, tiger."

Free of her own rough fingers at last Jill bolted from the car, dashing across the street to the bar, relieved to get away from her tormentor. All her thoughts were focused on escape, but when she entered the bar she found herself following her instructions.