The Trip Part 3

I walked over to the men's door. My bladder was full and I had a sudden urge to take a whizz. As soon as I pulled on the door to go into one of the cubicles I heard the main door opening behind me, I hitched up my skirt to take a piss a hand reached around and grabbed me by the waist.

"Hey, what the?" I exclaimed

I blindfold was quickly secured over my eyes, I couldn't see a thing but I could hear several voices chuckling, my sodden cum filled panties were pulled down exposing my cock and ass to whomever was in the room. They were still gripping me around the waist and I could feel a hard cock grinding against my ass cheeks. A hand lifted my legs and removed my panties, then stuffed them into my mouth, I could taste the cum that was soaked into them. The door opened again and I heard Joe’s voice.

“Anybody mind if I film this” Joe asked.

“Just as long as we get a copy,” a voice responded.

I could feel my face blushing, I was totally helpless and they knew it. The guy that was gripping me put something around my right wrist and f***ed it in front of me. It was a pair of handcuffs. He then pressed my left hand to my right hand and secured them together.

I could feel hands rubbing up and down my naked ass and legs followed by the cold hard shock of a slap across my bottom. My poor little butt cheeks were slapped again and again from every angle.
They pulled me out of the stall and against the wall where the urinals were. One of the guys adjusted the cuffs and chained them to the pipe above the urinal. He bent me over and I felt a cock head spread my sore butt cheeks apart I was expecting him to thrust; instead I felt a warm feeling filling my ass. Then it hit me, He was using my ass as a urinal.

I could hear the door opening and closing behind me as one after another a steady group of guys from the car park all came in for the show, some of them followed the first guys lead, and my ass started feeling uncomfortably full.