Page 39 of Single Girl Rules: Auctioned

Chapter 11 – Pin the Tail on the Bridesmaid

Sunday, Sept 22, 2013

The bathroom door swung open and Poker ran out. He was completelynaked except for his mask, his combat boots, and a white washcloth draped over hiserection.

Oh hell yes.

“Ladies,” yelled Poker. His voice sounded the same as all theother strippers thanks to the voice modulators in their masks. But I knew itwas him from the royal flush tattooed on his arm and the yellow bracelets onhis wrist. “Let’s try this again. I’m looking for three very naughty girls. Hasanyone seen them?”

“There!” yelled some of the girls, pointing to Chloe. A fewother girls pointed at Sloane. And the rest pointed to Autumn.

Autumn looked around for some furniture to hide behind, but therewas nothing suitable near us. “I haven’t been naughty,” she said. “If anything,you’re being naughty, because you seem to have lost your pants, sir.”

“Do you like what you see?” asked Poker, thrusting his hipsto make his cock bounce up and down. The washcloth slid a little lower with eachthrust. But his cock was so big that the cloth still had plenty of length tocling to.

Autumn ran away and hid behind the couch.

“Playing hard to get, huh? Guess I better call for backup.” Pokerwhistled and the bathroom door swung open again.

The other five guards all came running out. Just like Poker,they were dressed only in masks, boots, and washcloths. And they all had 8 absand at least 8 inches. There was one more black guard, so that must have beenBandit. And then the beefiest one was definitely Sarge. And the skinny one wasRookie. The other two were a beautiful mystery. One was heavily tattooed –definitely a bad boy. But the last one may have been my favorite, because hiscock was so big that the washcloth was struggling to cover it.

Although…I was really craving some black cock. So maybe Pokerand Bandit were actually my favorites.Gah! So hard to choose!

“Spread out, boys,” said Poker. “We need to canvas the entireroom. I’m certain our three naughty girls are here.”

“Oh no,” whispered Ash. “They’re onto us!”

“Shhh,” I hissed back. “They’re not talking about us. It’s justpart of the act.”

“Are you sure? He literally just said he was certain we werehere.”

“What are you two whispering about?” demanded Sarge.

Ash screamed and ran to go hide with Autumn, leaving me alonestaring up at over 200 pounds of pure, delicious beef.

“Nothing, sir,” I said.

“It didn’t look like nothing. I’m gonna have to ask you to comewith me.” Sarge picked me up and slung me over his shoulder, giving me a lovelyview of his muscular ass.

Poker grabbed three chairs and put them all in a row. Sargeput me in one. They put the black bridesmaid in another. And they put Chloe thebride in the middle.

“What are your names?” demanded Sarge.

“Charlotte,” I said, using my fake name.

“Chloe,” said the bride.

“Indigo,” added the black bridesmaid.

Sarge took a beat to let our names hang in the air. “And wherewere each of you this morning?”

“Don’t answer that, girls,” I said. “Until we have a lawyer,our lips are sealed.”

“Your lips are sealed, are they?” asked Sarge. “Well luckilyfor me, I think I have just the thing tounsealthem. Snake, they’re allyours.” He snapped and motioned to the guard with the humungous cock. It was afitting nickname for a man who looked like he had a literal snake in his pants.Or under his washcloth, in this case.

“Ladies,” said Snake as he danced over to us. “Is Sarge givingyou trouble?”

We nodded.

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