To buy the silence of women for CFNM

One sunny day, you are pushed into an alley downtown and a man shoves a gun into your face. He demands your wallet and watch. You give him what he wants.

Then he says, "You clothes. Take them off."

You protest but he points the gun at your head. You strip completely and he leaves with every scrap of clothing you had. Now you are completely naked downtown. You can't call out for help or you'll be arrested for being naked. Nobody is going to listen to anything a naked man says. You know you will just cause fear from the public and end up being arrested.

You have to get out of sight because now you take notice at the end of the alley, all the men and women going both ways along the sidewalk. You back up and feel you have bumped against something. You turn to see two woman in their thirties. They look a little rough and their hair is long and messed up. The dark eye makeup on the dark-haired woman is smudged, while the red lipstick on the dirty blonde is smeared on to her cheek. That's the one you bumped into and starts speaking.

"Where you going cutie?"

"Please can you help me. I was just robbed and he took everything."

"Sure. No problem. But first, what are you going to do for us?"

"What do you mean?"

As if to answer you, the blonde unbuttons her dirty jeans and unzips her pants. The dark-haired woman pulls you over to the nearby dumpster to hide from the sidewalk. She then kicks you in the back of the knees and you drop to knell before the dirty blonde.

"You want our help? Then take care of us first."

She stands close to you and pulls down her jeans and her pee stained dingy panties. The sweaty stinch hits you in the face coming from her groin, thick with curly hair. She palms the back of your head.

"Get in there and don't take too long. My friend is horny too."