The game on the television finished and my fears were realised. A pair of hands grabbed me from behind holding my breasts at the same time two other women grabbed my legs and I was carried to a nearby table where I was dumped on my back. In vain I wriggled trying to keep some dignity, buy my skirt was around my waist totally exposing me to the laughing women.
Out of th corner of my eye I could see that my colleagues were in a similar predicament. The cloakroom boy was pinned down over the lap of a woman who was spanking him ferociously. Crystal and Ruby were both in the middle of a group of women who were molesting them mercilessly.
My head was pinioned by a pair of trousered legs which I realised belonged to George’s friend. George herself had forced my legs apart and was cruelly groping my restrained peenie.
“Strip the bitch Val.” George said, tightening her hold on me.
I felt the front of my dress being dragged down, at the same time George ripped my thong off me, leaving me dressed only in my corset stockings and heels with my peenie encased in its lacy glove.
I was pulled to my feet, my hands pinioned behind my back and with Ruby and Crystal who had also had their dresses removed was dragged to the centre of the room surrounded by the drunken and laughing women. We were pushed in to a line, Crystal was at the front, I was in the middle and Ruby behind me. A leash was tied around Crystal’s balls, then pulled between her legs and tied around my balls and then through my legs to be tied around Ruby’s balls.
The women had formed two lines, and led by George holding the leash we were forced to mince down the corridor formed by the women. Every step was awful as the excited women groped and molested our already abused bodies. We pleaded and begged or mercy but to no avail..
Eventually we were flung face down over some tables. We waited for what was going to happen next, terrified we each had a woman holding us down with a hand on our neck. What had already happened was far worse than any of the humiliations we had previously experienced as men.
George’s friend Val stood in front of me two of the other women stood in front of Crystal and Ruby. Encouraged by the rest of the women they unzipped their trousers and revealed they were all wearing a large strap-on.
Of all the humiliations heaped on modern man, to be taken by a woman with a strap on was possibly the worst even though it gave women obvious pleasure and that was our role in the modern world.
