[PHOTO][STORY] RAPED by 36 DRUNK Men in a Pub…

I had to pay a debt… the owner hired me as a waitress but I never imagined such a thing… 🙁

My daddy pretends to be an entrepreneur but the times he makes big blunders far outweigh those in which he earns… so I often find myself in the position of having to accept any type of job…

This is one of those times…

For a transgender like me it is difficult to find normal jobs, however… when I had lost all hope, I get an ad that asks for a waitress in a pub…

I phone and talk to the owner… I tell him that I am very willing and helpful… and above all, I tell him about my sexual orientation…

From here the oddities begin…

He says to me: “Ah but it’s fantastic! I love ladyboys very much, I have also been engaged to a Thai girl… someone like you… with the thing underneath… listen… come and have a trial…”

I am a bit annoyed by the way he deals with the subject but after all, I have no choice… I pretend nothing has happened and ask him about the working conditions… he talks to me about big money… pointing out that as pub, they also organize special periodic limited number parties where, “if I behave well”, tips are extremely high…

I don’t know…

I have some doubts but being forced to pay my daddy’s debts, I accept the meeting…

Arriving there, I find a very nice and well-maintained medieval-style pub, all in wood… the impression is good… the owner appears nice and friendly…

He travels between the ages of 50 and 60… he is tall, thin with an unkempt beard and gray hair tied up… definitely ugly…

I immediately set to work to try to look professional (even if I am totally inexperienced)…

Despite my efforts, however, I make a lot of trouble… broken glasses, wrong orders… and yet he hires me…

I do damage and he never tells me anything, on the contrary, he treats me better than the other waitresses… the strange thing is that with every disaster I make, he takes a diary and writes something…

My fear was that he wanted to subtract from my salary what I was doing wrong… so, to avoid surprises, I took courage and asked what he marked on those sheets…

The answer left me very perplexed… he told me not to pay attention to it… it was just a “game”… a sort of ranking of the most careless waitress… with a kind of penance to be done on the special parties…

What a mystery…

A week goes by and apart from a few spanking and sexual jokes from tipsy customers… everything was pretty good… all until I happened to break the coffee machine…

Actually, I barely touched it… I don’t know how I did it…

I was really afraid of an outburst but instead, the owner did something completely different… he runs to the cowbell (located near the cash desk) and starts to ring it with great joy… thus attracting the attention of all the people…

Then the announcement: “Attention folks! Let’s give a big round of applause to Sally who, at the top of the top 10 of the list of the most careless waitress, has just reached the limit score! At the party on Wednesday night, she will have to serve a nice penance… is Sally okay?”

Caught in total confusion, red in the face with embarrassment, I try to smile and nod my head…

At the end of the work shift, the owner calls me aside and explains, in a friendly and joking way, what I have to do: “Sally, we are happy that you have taken your penance willingly, this is a game to entertain the customers… on special evenings they pay to enter and only the customers who spend the most come… we make them drink and eat at will and then we pluck them… you will not believe it but in the end, between entry and drinks they spend in average almost 1000 each… ”

1000???

Amazed, I ask: “1000 each? But how is it possible, as a rule…” – But he immediately interrupts me: “You Sally don’t worry, they are special evenings, we serve imported drinks, limited series, we do medieval pantomimes and we call a chef… bullshit like this… and then… there’s the incentive of your presence… “- And I: “What do you mean?”

He looks me straight in the eye and says, “Sally, don’t worry… nothing special… it’s just about getting dressed a little sexy and playing the game a little bit… attracting a little bit the idiots so to speak… make them dream… it’s no secret that you made a certain impression on them… you will have understood it, right?”

A bit confused, I ask for more explanations: “Yes, I understand but… sexy? How exactly? They groped me at every opportunity… I didn’t come here to do the…”

He smiles, then with a good-natured but assertive tone makes me understand: “Nothing strange Sally, just shorten the skirt a little… maybe a fan skirt and… widen the neckline a little… that’s all… and then… ” – Staring me in the eye again -” With all the mess you’ve done… you saw we didn’t charge you anything… well… you can also satisfy me a little bit, right?”

Then the wink… had I just been blackmailed? I don’t know… the fact is that instead of setting the right stakes… I accepted… like an idiot…

If only I understood what would happen next…

The fateful evening arrives and the place is packed with people… about thirty rather mature men… no women…

Everyone pays the participation fee in advance, after which… the shutters are lowered, the windows closed and above all… the entrance is bolted with several bolts (castle type) that I had never noticed…

We are in the outer hall, the other (underground) is unusually closed…

Another nonsense: apparently I’m the only waitress serving at the tables…

The party begins: everyone wants to drink and order but I really struggle alone…

After serving the first beers, those present begin to get impatient and… rude… very rude…

Some insult me ​​with indirect phrases like: “So? Does this trans bitch bring me a drink or not?” – Others speak directly to me: “Idiot, okay you’re cool but I ordered 15 minutes ago!”

It’s not like other evenings… time passes and I feel more and more humiliated… but the worst was yet to come…

The more alcohol circulates, the worse the behavior gets… until one of them pulls me by the leg and says, “Slut! Where did you hide my fries? In this whore neckline?” – Then he slips his hand inside me and squeezes my tit vehemently: “How did you dress today? Did you want to impress me?”

Furious I scream: “Pervert, how dare you?” – I’m about to slap him but behind me, from another table, someone lifts my skirt and with impunity… kisses my butt!

The situation degenerates…

From the back of the counter, a guy stands up and staggering, runs towards me…

There is a big mess, these are moments of fear but…

Here comes the tall owner to save me: “Gentlemen, calm down… that’s not how it’s done… Sally is here to work and even if she is very patient, rules must be respected…”

I breathe a sigh of relief and smile at him as if to thank him… but then he continues: “Now that we’re late in the evening, it’s the long-awaited moment of Sally’s little penance…”

I’m a little upset and I don’t feel like playing games… in fact, I really want to go home…

I go to my employer’s ear and try to say: “Look sorry but I don’t feel like tonight… let’s do it next time… I’d like to go home…”

But he, in a low voice, minimizes: “Come on, don’t do that, it’s just a funny picture to hang on the bulletin board…” – And I: “What photo?” – And he: “Nothing, you know that this place has a medieval style, don’t you? It’s just a question of taking a picture with your head and hands in the fake pillory we have in the other room, you know that one that’s all broken? A photo with the word ‘stupid’ on it… ”

What? It definitely seems to me to be in bad taste…

However I know that that pillory is a shack that breaks down just looking at it… so I answer: “If it’s just that…” – And he is satisfied: “Yes, yes it’s just a joke… just to laugh… then, let’s not say anything to the others, I’ll pay you for the whole evening and I’ll send you home… I’ll replace you, most of the work has already been done…” – Then almost paternally: “One last effort… I see that your eyes are bright… you look exhausted… come on… you know I am your friend right?”

After all those bad behaviors, these kind words heart me so… like a fool… I agree to participate…

Everyone follows us into the other room singing and making noise… opening the door I realize that, contrary to the usual, the environment is dimly lit…

The owner, between whistles and jokes, guides me towards the pillory… in the meantime I: “But how can you take the picture in so little light…” – He is silent and slips my hands and head into the wooden block…

Only when he closes the safety do I realize that it is not at all the fake pillory that I have always seen! It is real… very solid!

I’m really stuck!

The lights go on and I… I’m going to start having the first fears: “But what is this? It’s not the usual! Release me, I don’t want to play this game anymore!”

As I speak the owner begins to laugh out loud… but what is worse is that those present surround me!

I’m in a panic and instinctively I start screaming: “Leave me! Free me now! I denounce you!”

The room, however, is very underground and without windows… my voice cannot reach the outside…

While I practically want to cry, the owners announce: “Let the game begin… whoever paid to touch can step forward!”

What I discover to be nothing less than a mass of perverts begins to touch me from all sides: who lifts my skirt… who squeezes my thighs… who grabs my breast… who pulls my nipples… who is cheating my ass…

I feel an indefinite number of hands abusing me everywhere… I don’t know what to do and so I turn to the owner: “Help! Leave me! You can’t do this to me, I’ll sue you!”

But it is precisely the tall man who replies (grabbing my hair): “You’re wrong stupid… here it’s all right! Do you remember all those documents you signed the other day? This is a private club and, according to law, you have contractually accepted… of your own free will… to be subjected to specific BDSM activities… so you know what happens now?”

Dumbfounded, I interrupt him: “That’s not true! I’ve never accepted anything like that! Leave me bastard!” – But he repeats (with a grin): “You should have read what you signed… asshole… but do you know what happens now?”

I look at him with hatred and he: “Now… bitch… we tear your bra and panties… ha ha ha!”

I can’t believe it: it’s a nightmare!

The light goes out and I scream in terror but… a thousand hands grab my underwear… they pull, pull until they tear it off me… the light comes back and I still wear my clothes but at the same time… my breasts, my ass and my… penis… are… naked…

Everyone looks at me with extreme desire…

And here the light goes out again… this time I hear everywhere noises of cerning that are lowered… pants that fall!

Then… someone sends the signal: “Let’s rape her!”

I scream at the top of my voice but people come at me from every direction! I feel tongues, lips and… hard cocks everywhere… all over my body! Even in the face!

I struggle with all of myself, I try to free myself… but it’s all useless, I’m stuck! Between the blind screams of pleasure, I even get a hot cumshot on my face… this is too much… that’s when I explode…

I start biting, scratching and kicking with extreme violence in every direction… I’m like a wounded tiger… I attack and hit anything: knees, heads, genitals to the point that… someone gets hurt and… rape stops…

The light returns and the owner, not expecting such vehemence, does not know what to do… no one has the courage to approach me again…

We are in a stalemate: they risk getting hurt by approaching and I cannot leave…

After almost a minute… I scrutinize all those beautiful cocks and I understand that there is only one solution: “Listen to me… I will make you a proposal… if you free me and… imprison the owner in my place… “- And he: “What? Are you crazy?” – And me with a voluptuous look: “Well… I… I will let myself… ass-fuck… raped… without resisting… by all of you… no one excluded…” – Then licking my lips: “But first… you have to let me screw the anus of this great son of a bitch…”

I try to look confident and… it works!

The parts are reversed, all those excited big men make me understand with their eyes that they accept the exchange…

Now… the scared to death is the owner who, while being overwhelmed, looks for useless loopholes: “No please, I never did! I pay you! Please!” – Nothing to do, they are all too enticed by my offer…

In a moment I am free and while I massage my wrists… in my place the man who had previously called me stupid is put to the pillory: “Now who is the stupid eh? Get ready to receive the same medicine you wanted to give me, Dr. Sally is going to give you a special shot… you’re about to see the stars jerk!”

All those cocks at my orders and the man who deceived me under my complete domination… I get very excited… intoxicated by the power my cock straightens up like a marble column and I start giving orders: “Lower his pants. Take off his underpants.” – Then I approach his ear and humiliate him: “Block his legs wide open… you must have said this… stupid…”

I put it on his anus… I make him feel it, bounce on his buttocks… but…

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