Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 9.5

I was hoping to any onlooker, they wouldn’t notice that I wasn’t wearing a shirt and that the string was so transparent that they wouldn’t notice my predicament either. But a somewhat, sexy girl, walking into a seedy bar like this is obliviously going to grab everyone’s attention either way and I can feel the burning stare of the few guys in there searing into my body and could only imagine what they would have thought if they knew what was going on underneath, especially with this evil clamp driving my clit crazy. I made my way to the bar and thankfully there were only a couple of old hairy guys sitting at the end.

One of the bartenders was just standing around, cleaning a glass, “hey, are you?”

Before I could finish my sentence, he stopped me, “just take a seat and I’ll be with you in a minute.”

I didn’t think twice before sitting on the stool but then realizing how tall they were and how short I was it became a very difficult and exposing task. When I first tried, I could barely get up and felt my thighs rub against the clit clamp as I did and the chair ended up getting pushed back anyways before I could sit on it making a disturbing sound as the feet pressed against the floor. On the second attempt I had to let go of my jacket and as I climbed up, I could feel the sides split apart and expose my chest and as my thighs come together pull a little bit on the clit clamp. Once sitting I was able to quickly cover myself again and shift myself around to ease the pressure on my poor little clitoris.

“So, what’ll you drink princess?”

“I’m actually not old enough to drink, I came here for a clue…”

“Oh, so you’re the one, I thought it was a joke or some prank, but I guess if this is legit, I was told that you had to give me some kind of payment, right here, right now.”

I didn’t know I was going to end up like here like this or I wouldn’t have given my bra away so fast and now, I guess whatever I did, it was going to exposing. I guess I had to figure whether it was going to be a quick embarrassment now or walk out and over to the next clue completely humiliated. I decided my best option was my panties and stood up, the best way was going to be taking my jeans and panties off in one quick motion, split them apart and put the jeans on as fast as I could. Looking around before I did it, I waited till I could tell that no one was paying attention this way and were deep into conversation or their drinks to see what I was about to do. However, when I bent over to drop my jean and panties my dumb ass hit the stool and knocked it over causing a large bang on the floor.

I threw my jeans onto the bar top and stood the stool back up and when I reached back to get my jeans and hand over my panties, all that was left on the bar top were my red, thin, lacey panties. I had no choice but to put them back on, although they didn’t cover my ass at all, at least it was covering my pussy…somewhat, still the red color was drawing the attention of everyone at the bar.

“So, about that drink princess?”

“No, please, just the clue, I just need the clue,” I was desperate and couldn’t believe I got this far into this game of hers, now having no other choice but to finish what I started.

“Go help someone in need, and they will help you in return.”

With those words I quickly made my way out but was called out to before I could reach the door, “may need this princess!” the bartender was holding my room key that were in my jeans.

Like a terrible walk of shame, one hand trying to keep my jacket somewhat shut and a hand in front of my pussy, even with my panties on, I walked back to the bar, grabbed the key and ran out without another thought of being outside was better or worst then being inside. Once I was outside, I was really starting to feel the air and the coldness on my skin and that only caused the fear inside of me to grow as I was now outside in a jacket and panties, needing to figure out this clue fast. Someone in need, someone in need, the homeless guy from the gas station? It was the only thing I could think of and walked back over to the bathroom in the back and knocked on the door to see if he was still in there.

“Occupied!” a man loudly grunted from inside the bathroom.

I was thankful that I was at least now out in the back, where no one was going to see me unless they needed to use the rest room.

“Sir, I was hoping, you’d have, a clue for me…” for all I knew I sounded like a crazy person to him and was praying that I was right.

“A clue, what the fuck are you talking about, a clue…” he was quiet for a second and then opened the door, “some girl gave me a paper but told me whoever came for it was going to have to fork over a piece of slutty clothing.”

I blushed at his words and the look he was now giving me as if he had just won the jackpot, licking his lips as his eyes scanned over me. My options were, the jacket, or the panties and I knew I really had no option, the jacket covered more and from a distance, looked like I was still clothed, somewhat. I took off my panties, hand over my crotch and held them out, but he wasn’t moving. I got closer and the smell was horrible, booze, sweat and what I can only imagine was vomit came off him and as I handed him my panties, he grabbed my hand as well, his grimy callus thumb stroking my hand as he took them.

“Oh, well, here you go,” he pulled out a piece of paper and as I was about to take it, he dropped it.

When I went to pick it up, my jacket spread open once again and then to make it worse the wind picked it up for a second and moved it behind me. Instinct taking over I quickly turned around, still bent over and grabbed it before it blew away, not realizing the view I was giving him. My ass and pussy now completely on display a mere foot from him, and thinking he was about to lose control and grab me and fuck me right there, I grabbed the paper and ran off.

“Go back to where the game started,” was the only thing on the note with a little wink smile face drawn on it.

I have to go back into the hotel lobby!! Like this!! After everything so far?!?! Then it all started flooding back in my head, taking off my bra in front of him, the guy cumming in front of me and the kiss the girl gave me with the taste of his cum still slightly on my tongue. The attendant as the gas station seeing my topless, the drunks at the bar seeing me naked from the waist down and finally the hobo who got a full view both top and bottom only imagining his thoughts if he noticed the clit clamp and the collar pulling on my nipples. I was lost in my little, embarrassing, exposing world and my current state, just didn’t matter to me anymore. I was so wet, so horny, my body tingling all over, being so exposed already and open to everyone. I walked across the street back to the hotel and right into the main lobby.

“Hello again Ms.! Welcome back!” the guy at check-in said with a huge smile on his face, holding up my bra on one of his fingers mockingly.

I walked up, no signs of covering up as I did, no act of being bashful, just as I did when I first came in or like any other fully dressed guest, “I think you have a clue for me.”

“You know the cost,” was all he managed to get out, before I removed the jacket and handed it over to him, which actually left a little bit of a startled look on his face, maybe he was expecting me to plead or be more embarrassed.

There I stood, naked, uncovered, my nipples at attention, my piercings shinning in the lobby hall light, my pussy and ass clearly visible and my cheeks red from the arousal going all the way down to my breasts. I can feel myself leaking down my legs, I was so turned on, I could barely stand it, I could barely stand as well. People entered the lobby and walked past, murmuring as they did, obviously about the naked girl in the lobby.

He typed a few things on his computer and looked up at me, “Ms. Maggie Hill, Room 302,” he put the key on the desk from my jacket and I took it.

“Thank you, Sir,” was all I could manage before I made my way into the hotel and to the room.

“You’re welcome Ms. and by the way, you could have just asked for the room number of the key!”

The elevator bell dinged and opened and all I could think before stepping in was, SON OF A BITCH!!