'Yes.' I replied, all the fight having left me.

'Terrific, then thanks so much for clearing that up. You may charge his card for whatever amount you want.' The VISA clerk said suddenly, my humiliation complete.

'Is it ok if I add a hundred dollars for club money for me when I ring him up?' My sales lady asked, smiling at me.

'I don't see any reason why the pathetic little slut should have a problem with that, and if she doesn't then neither does VISA. Jaime, are you still there?' The VISA clerk asked.

'Yes' I mumbled.

'Well Jaime, VISA cares about your safety, please remember to use a condom when getting fucked up the ass like a little faggot whore. Its been a pleasure doing business with you. Thank you SO MUCH for using VISA, and have a nice day.' She hung up the phone.

I looked around the store and the crowd that had gathered outside. They started to cheer in unison as my sales girl handed me my bag with the black g-string panties and the beaded, semi-corseted bustier. As I pushed my way out the door, the women made cat-calls and called me names, while the men pinched my ass and asked my if I wanted their cocks. Only the presence of the security guard insured I wasn't raped right then and there. I made my way to the parking lot and sat in my car. I was incredibly aroused, and the night was just getting started.