You open the box from Victoria's secret, and find the slip dress you tried on when we were there, the one where your niples are very clear even when they aren't hard. The note tells you to go to a local dance club, where you will smile at all comers and dance with all who ask. The secret is that when you dance with someone, they are allowed to touch you anywhere, inside or outside of your dress and body. Anywhere you feel a hand, you are to move your body toward the touch. You put on the dress. Like in the store, any panties show a line, so you go without, like I knew you would. At the club, you look around for me. I am at the bar with a drink. You walk toward me, but a guy asks you to dance on the way. You smile and say yes.

The song is fast, and the guy is staring at your bouncing breasts.

You smile at him, and notice all the other guys staring at them too. At the end of the dance, the guy gives you a hug, which you melt into, to follow the rule. The guy looks a little stunned, and another asks you for the next dance. It is a slow one, and you press your body against his, like the rule says. He gets bolder and bolder as the song goes, and has both hands on your soft place as the song ends.

You are pressing your soft place into his hands. At the end of the song, the first guy asks you again. Yes. He has caught on. Despite the fast music, he holds your body and gropes you everywhere. The crowd presses as they watch. I walk behind them, and suggest to one guy he ask if he can join. He gloms on to your soft place and starts humping you.

I speak aloud that the party shoud move outside before everyone gets thrown out.

You say yes. Outside, The alley has puddles in it from a shower.

The guys hold your arms, like to help you and also to keep their place somebody has both his hands up the back of the slip with his thumb up your soft place. Everybody can see. You look over the shoulders of the guys sucking your tits at me on the other side of the alley, leaning back and watching.

After a while, I say, "Seems she is saying yes to anything. Someone give her something to kneel on and offer her a length." A folded box is pulled from the trash, and several firm hands help and urge you to your knees. The note didn't say anything about being touched with their lengths. You try to remember, was it with their hands or just touching? You can't remember when the first hard thingy comes into your face.

"Want to suck this?" he says. You decide the rule was any touching, and say yes to everything. You suck the first one, who comes fast. The second is in your mouth instantly.

You feel hands take your hips and pull them around so he can get behind you, and a hand slap some spit on your soft place.

As the second length in your mouth hits the gag pooint in the back of your throat, you feel the thick head of another press into your tight sensitive place. As it pops in, I kneel down beside you and read back the actual note: The secret is that when you dance with someone, they are allowed to touch you anywhere, inside or outside of your dress and body. Anywhere you feel a hand, you are to move your body toward the touch.

I never told you it applied to lengths, just hands. I guess you really are a true slut.

Well, take care of these guys, since you kind of promised them. I will see you at home.

This will be useful for our gangbang ad, the one you said you didn't want to place.

I snap a polaroid of you taking it both ways on your knees in an alley, and walk away.