Eddie reached up and started to trace a finger over my panty covered pussy. I gave a little squeal and closed my threesome legs. Almost in unison Bill and one of his friends each grabbed one of my ankles and spread my legs straight out going past spread eagled towards a splits. Eddie reached back up and traced his finger back down my crotch over my little sensitive button and across my vagina. “Does your pussy hurt.” I thought it blowjob was impossible but now I was even more exposed with my legs spread and only a thin scrap of cloth protecting my final modesty. I really am flexible and can do a full splits and more masturbation so spreading my legs didn’t really cause my legs any pain but somehow in seemed to intensify the pain by causing my panties to pull harder into my vagina and over my clit. This new helpless exposure spurred a new round of clicks from the amateur paparazzi surrounding me. I twitched as Eddie’s finger retraced over my sensitive spots and shouted “yes damnit my pussy hurts. Please let me down.” “No” he said with finality. “You have a job to do, get use to your new position.” He winked evilly and walked away. Eddie looked across the floor to where Tina hung by the door. The day had gone better than he could have hoped. A steady stream of patrons were making their way over to Tina to taunt, fondle, take pictures, and even, it appeared, to tuck a couple of singles inside her tightly stretched panties. Eddie knew that tonight’s activities and word of mouth would keep his club filled and the money flowing into his pocket. That is if he could maintain his control of the hot little teen that fate had dropped Tranny into his lap. My time hanging from the pole Hardcore was terrible. I have never felt so helpless. Patrons came up to leer and make fun of me. Every time the front door opened the cool night air washed over my naked breasts keeping my nipples pointy. I dutifully greeted each guest with a “welcome to the Stuffed Pussy,” not wanting to be taught any additional lessons. As the night went on, the patrons became bolder; taking turns fondling my breasts or running their hands up my thighs and over my panties. She had never noticed it before and liked the smell. “Ooh, yes, yes, ride the president's cock,” Branka moaned, blowjob grinding her twat on my face, her juices spilling down my chin. Before he even got the camera on the tripod, I had bounced Tranny up onto the bed and was already strumming my clit through my soaked shorties in anticipation of the orgasm I was about to receive. What’s do you say, Katie? I could see her juices flowing out of her pussy. For the first time she kissed a woman. He saw the expression on the old Duke’s face change, and for a second Cameron thought he had actually managed to convince Lord Remington to stop Hardcore trying to penetrate him. "Why not?" Evan laughed, “no way mom frankly I threesome can’t wait to see them and you together again”. Reaching out his arms, he placed his forearms on Mr. Brennan's shoulders and straddled his lap, leaning back and grinding his clothed ass against the very large lump he found himself sitting on. I pulled back and pulled Amy off my cock by her hair, but gently. “Now sit on my cock and keep sucking his huge cock. “Mm, this pink pussy is masturbation so good! I swear her pussy lips felt hotter after I said that. "Done staring or can I put my towel on?" “Hey, good for you, Dad.