This is the first of what will be a series of "Nasty Bits" - short stories to get you acquainted with my writing. Should I not have pouted, complaining about the tough biker girls swaggering through our bar? Not have yelped when one grabbed my boob? So now I'm pinned to the floor as they pack cloth into my crying mouth. Stretched and tied, I'm at their cruel mercies.
This is the first of what will be a series of "Nasty Bits" - short stories to get you acquainted with my writing. Should I not have pouted, complaining about the tough biker girls swaggering through our bar? Not have yelped when one grabbed my boob? So now I'm pinned to the floor as they pack cloth into my crying mouth. Stretched and tied, I'm at their cruel mercies.

Packed
