Yes, she heard them right

Julie gasped as he heard their blatant request, their leers over her mostly exposed body apparently not enough for them. "...what?"

The guy on the left, a bushy redhead with a considerable beard, laughed. "You give us both a blowjob, we'll let you in. Two of them should cover the price of one ticket. But either you do them right here..." and he motioned to the area just inside the alley, where anyone walking by the sidewalk would see what was going on. Julie shuddered at the blatant exposure they were asking for, but little did she know it was about to get worse.

"...or you get naked, and blow us further down the alleyway." His partner had moved just behind a mottled green dumpster. While that would shield her from most prying eyes, anyone who took a good look down the alley would likely see what was going on, to say nothing of hearing it.

Still, Julie knew she had to control it. The events on the subway had been too close; the blackmailer's intended accomplice had come very close to pushing things too far, and letting a group of guys have their way with her. The degradation and humiliation of her mind and body were starting to take their toll, and affect her judgment. She was going further then she did on the video with Jason. To keep it from getting out, she was doing worse things with people she didn't know.

But she had come this far. As she felt the guys' eyes boring down into her, not satisfied with her skimpy clothing, she decided to try to hide things one more time.

"Okay."

"Okay what?" asked the first guy, a nearly bald fellow with stubble on his cheeks.

"I'll...do the second thing." Julie started to walk down the alley, but her hand was grabbed as she moved, and the guy shook his head.

"Strip out here." He motioned close to the sidewalk, where they had wanted her to give her 'clothed' services, just in the front of the alley.

"But anyone could see me!"

"You don't seem to have a problem with that judging by what you're wearing..." replied the redhead, and Julie threw up her hands.

"Fine." Julie started by dropping her purse off to the side, behind a box; she had no desire to take any chances with that. She reached behind her back and neck to undo the strings of her bikini top, the skimpy pink bathing suit floating to the ground like nothing as she pulled it off of her chest. The guy hooted at her creamy white breasts as her chest was fully revealed to them, her tiny shorts the only thing keeping her from being naked in a public alleyway behind a bar.

She started to look out into the street to see if anyone was watching, but quickly stopped, realizing that if she did, she'd be exposed longer in a more viewable section of the alley, and her hands quickly fumbled with the button and zipper on her shorts. They stuck to her ass briefly, and she remembered what her previous tormentor had done to her, his cum making the tight bottoms grasp to her figure. Still, she was able to **** them down her thighs, and daintly stepped out of them.

Julie started to move in, but Baldy motioned to her shoes. "Everything."

With a sigh, she took off her shoes, having to bend over to do so, giving Red a great shot of her ass as she did. Julie kicked her high heels to the side, feeling the dirt and grime on her feet, leaving her fully naked in a dirty alley way in front of two guys she didn't know, her body hesitant as her sense heightened in response to her body's full exposure, the touches and smells of this trash alley more clear to her now.

Julie bent down to try to keep her clothes in one pile, and to minimize the potential that someone might spot them and wonder what was going on; the pink top contrasted greatly with the dark, dirty ground, but she was grabbed from behind, as rough hands snaked over her midriff and thighs, pulling her backwards, as Baldy picked up her top, examining it - and Julie, as her entire body was now exposed to him with Red pulling her backwards. She was now pressed against him, her ass rubbing against his jeans while his hands squeezed her breasts.

This wasn't part of the agreement, but she was in no position to fight them, as she felt Red grab her hair. "Bend down."

They had only taken a few steps backwards, and were just besides the rear part of the dumpster, and not behind it. This was much close then she had thought they'd be. "But anyone-"

With ****, Red pulled her hair again, and **** her head back. "Here." He twisted Julie so she was giving a very generous front profile as she reluctantly bent down. She found a spot covered in newspapers to keep her from scraping her knees. The grime was smelly, and nasty, as Baldy quickly unzipped his pants.

"Hands behind your head." Julie quickly complied, as the motion arched her succulent melons for the bouncers, as Baldy's cock was now pointed at her face, and she quickly went to work on it.

Behind her, Red continued to thread his fingers through her long hair, and Julie quickly found out why as a new smell assaulted her nostrils. A moment later, she felt her hair being rubbed over a rubbery extension of some kind, but she didn't have to look back to know he was jacking off with her hair.

Her tongue rolled around the phallus in her mouth, sucking and swerving around it as she was determined to bring him to a quick finish, hoping that she could do the same to Red while he was hard, reducing the time of her ordeal. Her eyes darted down the alleyway, looking to see if anyone was watching their performance. They'd know that the guys had their cocks out, but it was her body on display with nothing hiding it. **** to strip her meager clothing for two men she didn't know, and servicing them just to get inside the building they worked in, to see a band she didn't want to see.

Her ample bosom jiggled as her head worked up and down, but Baldy refused to give, and started to thrust into her face. She felt Red pull his rod out of her hair, and feared the worst; Julie knew she couldn't be stuck with cum in her hair all day, as that would be impossible to hide. The ejaculations on her chest and ass had been bad enough.

Luckily, Red was way ahead of her, and sidestepped to aim his shot at her naked chest. She tried to grab his cock desperately with her hand, to swallow it, and he moved in as she briefly stopped gulping Baldy to try to finish Red.

Unfortunately, they both finished at the same time, meaning she didn't swallow any of it, and their money shots started on her cheeks, but finished as they each aimed at her breasts and cleavage, and she gasped as the sticky substance ran down her body, the sun heating it against her skin as she rubbed it off of her cheeks, attempting to gather it all in one spot.

She blinked slowly as the guys finished their first show, but Red grabbed her head and shoved it on his softening member, and she gagged.

"We said two jobs, honey. You just did him that time."

Her nose was shoved into his considerable public hair, and she had to suppress her gag reflex to keep from gagging from the smell. Whether it was from him, or the garbage surrounding her, she wasn't sure, but she sucked and slobbered over his dick as she tried to get it going again, one of her hands cupping his sack as her other hand was yanked into Baldy's soft extension. She felt their cum rapidly drying on her face, chest, and hands as she serviced the guys, loosening her grip on Baldy as she desperately tried to finish them quickly. The passage of time became irrelevant as their cocks grew to hardened status again, as they lecherously took in of her services and her body, her head bobbing around on Red, occasionally darting over to Baldy's cock to slurp it briefly, trying to keep them even so they came at around the same time again, with the hope of swallowing them this time.

As Julie serviced them both, licking Red's cock, she wondered if she'd ever recover from this. The blackmailer was making her go farther she ever had before, first at the minimart, exposing her body to the football team before giving Phil a ride. On the subway, letting the black guy have his way with her, showing her off to some random teenagers, before making her buy her way in to this concert.

While he'd told her to get in, Julie knew it was she who had first thought of paying with her body. She hadn't asked to see a supervisor, or demanded they let her in, or offered more money. They'd asked for something in lieu of the ticket, and she'd said yes without thinking it through. Was her way of thinking going to be permanently affected by this? Would she always offer her body as payment? Would her thoughts now always go to how she could use her body to her advantage?

Maybe it would. Here she was, totally naked giving blowjobs to two guys in an alleyway where anyone could see them - and maybe someone had. Julie had been so engrossed in her services that she hadn't looked out in a while.

Julie felt Baldy get close again in her hand, but he pulled away to spray her body again. Red at least had the courtesy to start in her mouth before he pulled out, the slurp audible as her lips left his member as his second and third spurts hit her in the eyes before his final shots landed, again, right in her cleavage, mixing with the dried cum already there from previous encounters.

As Julie gingerly wiped her face with her hands, feeling the inky river flowing down her chest, the guys quickly zipped up, apparently none the worse for wear despite having just been serviced twice in the past little while by her.

"Okay, you're in. Don't hesitate to come to us again if you need to get in." With a laugh, Baldy walked out as Red waved at Julie, who was preoccupied with getting the cum out of her eyes and face at the moment. This preoccupation led her to miss that they didn't head back to the bar, which was to her left now, but off to the right.

After a beat, it became very clear that the river of milky substance they had left on her would not just be wiped off with her hands, which were gooey and sticky with their deposits, so she looked around for a rag, finding a stained one hanging off behind the dumpster to wipe herself off. While she'd need to clean up to deal with the smell, that would be much easier then trying to remove - or explain away- the majority of the cum on her. The remains that was still left on her hands and chest could be washed away in the bathroom.

Satisfied with her work for the moment, Julie discarded the stained old rag, peeking out from behind the dumpster to make sure nobody was looking in. While this street was usually fairly busy, for the moment, she was clear to step out and dress again.