It seems to take years until I am at the end of the throne room, kneeling before the Queen.Keeping my head down, I say,'my Queen. You have summoned me...?'I peer up at the Queen, sitting on her majestic throne. She smiles down at me, a beautiful smile.'Rise, Jenna of Ellinia,' she commands gently.Slowly, I stand up, my eyes level with hers. I take in her perfect complexion. Her long brown hair cascades down beyond her shoulders. Atop her head rests a silver tiara, a symbol of her royalty. I cannot. Max in turn had fully unbuttoned her vest, exposing her cleavage and waist. Max finally shouted, ‘Let’s go finish our drinks, cool off, and head back to your place. Then we can talk some more if you’d like.’ The ladies received more attention on their walk back to Denise’s apartment than they had on their way to the Quad Club. Because they were warm and sweaty they didn’t wear their jackets, but that wasn’t the primary reason for the attention they received. Instead, the attention was due to. ..that thedancers were abused?" No...But I only saw them dance...I never actually saw anything else.The dancers I saw seemed to enjoy what they were doing." And what if I told you that it is true that sometimes men do take them,the bachas, to bed?" Even here?" asked Abdul."Yes, even here in America. And have you heard of anyone complaining?" No, no I haven't," he replied. "So they are all willing participants?"There was a laugh."Not at first...but just like a young horse fights the first time. “ look at the lady who wants to be a public convenience”. The man from the next stall was just as filthy and just as big. His green teeth made me want to vomit as he too grinned at me standing in my suspenders with my tits hanging loose and piss and cum dripping from my body.“Oh look she left shit on your dick Bob that wasn’t nice” said Jack as he grinned even more. “Make her clean it” and before I knew what was happening they had forced me to sit back on the filthy toilet and Bob’s dick.