Duty Bound Part 2

The red stilettos, though new, were surprisingly comfortable as Hannah stepped out into the warm evening air; her cock bulged with excitement under her tight leather pencil skirt, her black silk top with chiffon sleeves capturing her sweet feminine shape perfectly. She met Simone and Babs at a bar close to Transcendence; the other two equally sexily dressed. They had a few drinks and then walked the short distance to the new venue.

Inside, the girls were not disappointed with the new club; it was all tastefully appointed and the music and lighting were soft. It had the feel of a gentleman’s club rather than a nightclub and the patrons there in numbers all seemed very well turned out; many gurls and males all looking the part, gone was the shabby raucous feel that the old venue had had; the girls felt immediately at home, secure from the teasing rabble who had frequented it before. They could not know that there were eyes on them that belonged to far more dangerous adversaries than drunken males on stag nights. From a secluded corner the man who had been at Fifi’s earlier spied the three sweet t-girls; his cock swelling immediately he viewed them; they were special, Hannah particularly, and he and his accomplice who sat next to him, had designs on the pretty girls.

“See what I mean? The blonde and the black haired ones are sweet, but the auburn one with the red stilettos; phew! Imagine the price we’ll get for her. I want to sample her before we ship her out, my cock has to have her!” The other man stared fixedly at the trio as he chuckled his confirmation; his cock was rigid too in anticipation of ‘packaging’ these three, and yes, the stiffness of his cock was in no small way, mainly down to Hannah; he’d want those sweet red lips around his cock too, before she was shipped out. He smiled.

“You say all three are baggage free? No one will miss them?” The man from Fifi’s was rubbing his crotch as he looked longingly at Hannah.