Fine Dining

[AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality]

(This is a world with any race that you can imagine in it.)

It was a greasy spoon at a truck stop out in the middle of nowhere late on a Tuesday evening. The place was filled with tired drivers and their partners getting a bite to eat before retiring to their rigs for some much-needed sleep. Two waitresses scurried about, taking orders and delivering them to the single harried cook in the kitchen. Except for small talk or driver partners, everyone kept to themselves as they sated their hunger before retiring. Business as usual for this little corner of the world.

 

Tonight was different, though. The door slammed open, and a group of burly men wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night entered. Two carried submachine guns, obviously guarding the men carrying heavy burlap sacks of the sort that armored car drivers used to transport cash. One man walked to the nearest bit of clear wall and slapped a timer onto it. The bright red LED digits on it read '12:00.'

All conversation had quickly died at the point that a man and woman entered. Everyone instantly knew who they were; both were A-listers who were both hotter than hell and had made millions doing movies, Roy Nelson and Cindi Wagner. The man boldly walked up to the counter, stepped onto a stool, and stood on the counter. He helped the woman up and, completely ignoring the dinners that they'd either pushed to the side or were standing in, looked out at the small crowd.

Wagner was the first to break the stunned silence. "Listen up!" she shouted. "I'm only going to say this once! Beside the guards if every single person in this place is naked and either makes one of us cum, or cums on or in us in the next twelve minutes, everyone gets twenty thousand buks in cash!" Two of the guards opened a sack and showed that they were filled with glorious money. "And we don't give a shit about being gentle or nice or our clothes being neatly folded. Shred the shit! Get naked and FUCK US!!! Starting now!" A guard punched the timer, which flipped to 11:59, and 11:58. 11:57 ...

(Restrictions: 1-the two movie stars can only have their positions changed after three replies have been posted before yours. So if the first reply has Wagner doggy-style and is going in anal, you've got to figure out how to get in there and what to do that fits the scene if you're the second or third reply. On reply four, seven, ten, etc., you can flip Nelson on his back and feed him your cock while your partner rides him rodeo-style. 2-all clothing is there until someone says it isn't, so pay attention. 3-Wagner and Nelson are both human, but your character can be anything that floats your boat. 4- get in and get out! The clock is ticking.)