I was jerked out of the car and was shocked as my clothes were ripped off of me followed by cat calls and wolf whistles.
I was blindfolded, my chest ached, and my back was tender not realizing they had tattooed on my back the outline of a women's body completed with breast and nipples at my shoulder blades, a navel on my lower back and curved creases at my buttocks resembling a women's pussy at my anus,
Miley chuckled, we need to get a number of full-length mirrors set up so that when he wakes up, he will see the permanent new him or her or whatever and we can shout surprise as we barge in holding up our camera phones.
Peggy Sue said, "We still have his charge cards and I think we should look at wigs for him after we splurge on dinner for us."
"Garcon a magnum of Dom Pérignon for the lady and glasses all around", Jayne said in her best movie star fake French accent.
As if in perfect harmony, all three said, "Oh we're just beginning the celebrate" and broke out laughing.
Miley smiled and said to the other two as the waiter in his tight black pants walked away "Nice ass do you think he is of the persuasion that he'd like an invite to the party as part of his tip?
Peggy Sue perked up and said, "From the bulge in the front of our waiter's pants he is either caged already or hung like a horse."
Miley took the lead and said, "When he comes back to pour more champaign let's each gently cup his crotch with our hands and hope for the best."
As the waiter was using both hands to pour the magnum of Dom, Miley copped a feel of his crotch while Jayne ran her hand up his ass.
They were both shocked at what they felt, it was some sort of a full belt and there was a gasp from the waiter.
Miley not being shy said, " Sorry we were hoping you were a well hung gay or bi guy into the rough stuff for a party we are planning ."
Jayne proceeded to fill the waiter in and about their ex-boyfriend's cumming out party at a private BDSM club when the sultry voice on the phone said, "We need proof pics from this waiter that he has what it takes for an invite."
Before the waiter could respond all of the girl's phone alarms went off and the in-room cameras from their ex-boyfriend's room came to life.
After seeing their Ex-boyfriend freaking out at his new tits and tattooed back the waiter said, "As soon as I can get this employer required chastity belt off, I'll come join you at the party in a New York minute,"
"Yes, ever since he caught the waiters were going in the men's and women's bathrooms with customers and found gloryholes cut in all the stalls."
The waiter smiled and said, "As a matter of fact yes because the owner only discovered them a couple days ago."
Jayne looked at Miley and asked, "You still have your lock picks for the lock on our waiter's chastity belt I presume, assuming he behaves and has a talented tongue."
"Well Jayne said, in order to get his invite to our Ex's party he first has to prove using our video phone just how Bi he is in the restroom gloryholes here and then with his tongue under our table's linen tablecloth here afterwards."
When their smiling waiter returned Peggy Sue picked up a section of the tablecloth for him to sneak under and said, "It's our turn now and oh please take this napkin you've got a glob of something running down your chin."
Jayne was busy laughing her ass off at the streaming video of their ex she-boi friend locked in his mirrored room but managed to blurt out, "that's okay I don't mind being our waiter's thirsty third."
The three were more than satisfied, promised the waiter an invite, but were more than anxious to tour the club's infamous devices, furnishings and specialty rooms before visiting their ex in his room of mirrors.
Miley smiled and said why don't we dress him as a schoolgirl, blindfold him, cuff his wrist behind his back and let him meander around the club until he bumps into his device du jour for these leather clad gentlemen to demonstrate.