Yes, and no

Luckily, the train left quickly, and she can hear the sweet sound of the plastic being crushed under the unrelenting forward movement of the carriage. While some people did get off with her, the guys didn't, and she sighs in relief as the passengers take no more then the usual leers and stares at her exposed body, as she felt the wetness under her ass and pussy from her latest adventure.

She saw the pay phone, and went to wait near it - unfortunately, it was in full view of the trains and stairwell, so everyone coming down to get on the train, or getting off of it, could see her. There was nowhere concealed nearby to hide, so everyone passing by took a chance to ogle her, or make some crude comments as they passed by, and Julie shuddered, feeling a tingling sensation as she realized her last tormentor hadn't gotten her off.

After what seemed like forever, the phone rang, and in her haste to pick it up, Julie almost dropped the phone.

"Don't be so excitable!"

Julie looked around nervously, and while some people were looking at her, none of them had cell phones or were staring at her. He could see her, but she couldn't see him - how?

"Anyways, nice job getting here. So that's two tapes, and I have your last two tapes placed already, so there's no choosing the order. The good news is, if you do what I ask of you, you'll have all of the tapes."

"And that's it? You don't have any more copies?" asked Julie nervously.

"Yes. I have no more copies of these tapes."

Julie sighed in relief as Mark continued to explain her next task.

"Leave the station and cross the bridge to get to the other side of Main Street. Walk three blocks to the west, and you'll come to a bar where a band is playing a small private show. Get into that bar, and head to the coat check room, and say "I'm here for Danny's stuff." They'll have message waiting for you there.

Julie frowned. "Why don't you tell me-"

"The show starts in 45 minutes. Don't dawdle."

click

With **** but to obey, Julie hung up the phone in disbelief, and started to walk out of the train station, up the escalator, along the hallway. She walked across the bridge, and she felt like every car that was passing by was taking a good long look at her.

As she walked off of the bridge and began her journey down the sidewalk - her feet were starting to hurt from all of the walking - she noticed that the once overbearing heat of the day was starting to chill a bit, and while it was still plenty warm, she was starting to feel the dried cum on her skin, and her nipple coming to full attention. She also noticed she was no longer in a nice section of town, and the quality of the buildings and the people was decreasing. It wasn't like a train station attracted the high classes of the world anyways, but still she shuddered as she wondered what the blackmailer had in mind for her.

She came to the building that was mentioned - it had to be, as it was the only bar and it was cleverly titled "Joe's" - and saw an entrance, with a sign advertising a concert happening on this day. Two guys were leaning near it and chatting, and she walked towards the door. Before she could open it, however, one of the guys rose from their stupor and grabbed her.

"Sorry. No entrance without at ticket." The other guy moved to block the entrance, as if she could get by them, and she went for her purse.

"How much?"

"We're all sold out." Julie gasped, and her hand went to her face in shock.

"I need to get in! I'm...a really big fan!" As he said that, she saw the guys looking her over, and had an uneasy feeling as to where this was going.

"Well...maybe we can make an exception. " While these were guys around college age, they were fairly dirty and unkempt, and they looked at each other. "Follow us."

They walk just to the side to an alley way, and Julie followed them gingerly. Before she got too far into negotiate terms, one of them stopped her with a motion of his hand, leaving the other standing behind her.

She appraised them uneasily, looking back and forth as the one in front of her spoke for the first time.

"Take off your clothes."