Once again i’m just surprised by her. I feared the worst back in that bar, like Charon ordering me to go with the two guys and give them a blowjob, or even offer them my body. But no, she took dismissed them and led me to this club. It’s loud, it’s crowded and if it weren’t for Charon i would never be here. But here i am, wondering what will follow. I don’t have to wonder for a long time, Charon instructs me to go and flirt with four guys and get their names and phone numbers.
Hmm, strange task. But also not such a big deal, not that i’m any good at flirting or hitting on guys, but it could definitely be worse. I don’t have a time frame so i take my time to pick four guys who look decent, aren’t drunk and look like they look after themselves. Once in a while i look at Charon, just to make sure she’s still there. She is, and usually i see her looking at me too, a bemused smile on her lips. I also see several guys staring at her, but she doesn’t seem to notice them. I think if i were a guy, i would be staring at her too. Oops, i’m a girl and i am doing much more than just stare at her...
I’ve no problem to talk the four guys out of their phone numbers, ending the conversation once we’re talking proves to be a bit difficult, though. Two of them seem to be genuinely nice blokes, the sort i could imagine to have a date with. The third is even more timid than me, he’s almost afraid of me. Ha! As if i’m a maneater. If he only knew that i’m just as uncomfortable here as he is. He tells me he’s here because a couple of friends dragged him out for the evening, saying he needs to meet people.
„And what are you doing here, Zoe?“ he asks. I’m tempted to reply with „I’m doing a task my Mistress has ordered me to do“ but i think it would be too much for him. All i say instead is „about the same as you, trying to figure out why i am here.“ I promise to call him (and feel a pang of remorse, because i very likely won’t) and look for the fourth guy to talk to.
This one proves to be an asshole of the grandest kind, full of himself. He more or less expects me to beg him to be allowed to go with him and let him fuck me. At least that’s the impression i get. He keeps touching me, his hand ‚accidentally’ brushes my breast and he has me back away from him until i’m against the wall, getting closer and closer. Finally i can shake him off and head back to Charon.

After pointing out the guys and telling her the names we head for the restroom. There are several girls in there, doing the usual stuff girls do in the restroom, some of them probably just powdered their noses. They take no notice of Charon and me. That is, not in the beginning. As soon as i start to strip, obeying Charons command, standing in the middle of the room, they sure start to take notice.
„Bra and panties too, and also the shoes.“ What? This is a public place, she can’t have me stark naked in here! They’ll throw me out, probably even call the cops. I look at her, but her eyes are cold and her expression is stern.
„Now!“
By now several girls are watching us, or rather they look stealthily at our reflection in the mirror. One of them turns around, crosses her arms and leans against the sink, watching me openly and with a huge grin as i unhook my bra and step out of my shoes and panties.
Charon just shakes her head when i try to cover my tits and my pussy, so i’m standing there, hands at my side, hands balled to fists, shaking all over from the shame and humiliation.
I’m so ashamed, my face is burning. But the worst is, i feel myself getting wet. I guess my pussy is already glistening, or will be in no time. That can’t be, i don’t like to stand in a restroom, completely naked, being stared at by strangers! Yet that’s exactly what happens; i’m getting aroused by the humiliation.
Then Mistress gives me instructions to go out and kiss all the four guys in six minutes and meet her at the entrance. I’m dumbfounded, i feel the my heart racing, the blood rushing to my head. Oh my, what have i gotten myself into? Is all that worth it? And where the hell is the nice, well mannered woman i was a mere two weeks ago? Is it possible to turn from a decent woman into a complete slut in a week? Into a slave who humiliates herself beyond anything she ever thought of just to appease her Mistress? Obviously it is, because the only thought that sticks to my mind is ,i must not fail, i must not disappoint Charon’.
I run through the crowd, finding the first of the guys, one of the decent ones. He’s completely taken aback when i appear in front of him and fling myself at him kissing him deeply and passionately.
I feel people touching me, but it doesn’t register with my awareness. Timig guy is next. He of course doesn’t even try to touch me, i think he’s as shocked and disturbed as i am. I give him an extra long kiss, playing my tongue over his lips. While i kiss him i feel someone’s hand on my buttock, kneading it. I guess that’s what comes with being a slut, that everyone touches your most intimate parts. Second last is the other of the decent guys. He reacts quickly, embracing me, one hand on my butt, kissing me back, but then releasing me to thank me.
That leaves Mr. Fullofhisself aka asshole. While i try to spot him i’m being groped by more guys. I try to locate Charon, but can’t see her. There is a commotion at the entrance, maybe a bouncer throwing someone out. Or coming for me? Doesn’t matter, i have no time to think. There! Asshole is staring at me. He probably knows what’s going to happen, having seen me kissing the other guys. Yeah, he’s coming towards me, a sleazy grin on his face.
He catches me with his left arm around my shoulders, pulling me close and pinning my arms between our bodies. He immediately thrusts his tongue in my mouth while he forces his free hand between my legs. He actually inserts a finger in my pussy! I just wanna die, i feel so dirty and humiliated. He breaks the kiss. „Like it, you dirty cunt? Huh?“ I want to scream ‚no, no i don’t like it, you bastard’ but he’s already kissing me again, fucking me with his finger. I try to wriggle free, but he just pulls me closer. I start to bite on his tongue. Finally, just when i taste his blood, he lets go of me. „Fucking whore! You’re a fucking cunt!“ he shouts after me when i run to the entrance, praying that i’m not late and that Charon is still waiting.
She's leaving! I scream "Mistress" at the top of my lungs, and luckily she leaves me. She looks to be both pleased and proud of me while she holds out my coat for me.

Back in her apartment we’re snuggled together. While Charon plays with my hair, all i can think of is that i’m glad i came back. I’m completely relaxed now, the happenings in the club are but a distant memory. I feel a warmth streaming through my body. And i know; here is exactly where i wanna be, here is where i belong.

There is no more doubt about that.