Ruby’s New Life Part 2
When we arrived at the bar, my heart was racing and I was dripping wet again. The sensation of both holes being filled was something I had never experienced and I couldn’t decide whether I liked it or not. Grandpa had me clean the dildo when I got out but I was left to show off my wetness as we walked inside. Grandpa greeted the bartender and told him I was reporting for a shift. The bartender looked me over, pausing at my crotch. “The guys will love her.” They filled out paperwork while I surveyed my surroundings. The bar seemed what would be typical, though I’d never been in a bar at 18. Tables, barstools, everything was black and stainless steel. Then I saw the cages. Huge, tall, black birdcages suspended from the ceiling …