She was being held in place by several other men, and Karen's photo clearly showed her clitoris nestling between her parted lips. Another showed Debbi's bare backside with the letter W drawn on each buttock, with her cheeks pulled apart to spell "WoW" (with her anus as the O). Without a scrap of dignity left, Debbi could only stare out helplessly at the melee around her. Tied and gagged, she was at the mercy of everyone. Although she'd not (yet) been actually sexually assaulted, the men signing her body had copped a feel in the process. As far as she could tell, the other hens had been sidelined, with only Karen taking an active role in her continuing debasement. Back in Coventry, her distraught fiance wondered how much longer his future wife would remain on public display... Sarah tried to shield her eyes against the strong Mexican sun as she walked down the steps at Mexico City airport, wondering if this was such a good idea. Here she was, a few months into the swinging nineties, just a few weeks before she was due to get married to the man of her dreams, in the middle of a foreign city, and all at the whim of someone she hadn't seen in four years. 'I must be mad,' she thought to herself as she remembered how the conversation had gone with Julie a few weeks earlier. "Oh my God it's you!" Sarah shrieked down the phone, as she answered the call from Julie, a close friend she hadn't spoken to in over four years. "Of course it's me, in the flesh, naked, and thinking of you," Julie purred in response, "and I hear you are finally getting hitched. See japan you are going to manage it before your 30th birthday as well." Julie paused before she went on, "and to a man as well, now there's a surprise for an old dyke like you." Sarah blushed at Julie's words and could feel herself getting wet, as Julie could always push her buttons, and her sexy voice seemed to permeate Sarah's soul. Sarah was ecstatic to hear from her old friend, who had vanished out of her life four years earlier, despite Sarah's best attempts at staying in touch. "Ain't gonna be able to make the big day short stuff," Julie said bluntly, causing Sarah's heart to sink, "buuuuuut," Julie added dramatically, "surely you must be having a hen party somewhere, and I wouldn't miss it for the world." "Yes," replied Sarah happily, "the bridal party, including my mother and aunts, are all flying down to Acapulco in Mexico on the 26th for a few days of partying and sunshine." Then, remembering to whom she was talking to, Sarah added, "and please be discrete, no one knows about our past, and I would like to keep it that way. They all think I am respectable." "Awww, no pussy licking then, or trading tequila shots for blow jobs in some amateur dodgy bar?" Julie giggled while teasing Sarah with some of their past antics before offering, "Tell you what... why don't we have a private party before we cumshot join that lot of bores? You can fly to Mexico City on the 23rd and I will get you down to Acapulco for the 26th. Send your stuff on ahead as I have a little surprise treat in mind for you, so you won't need more than a spare pair of knickers, in fact you probably won't even need those... but kisses... gotta run." "But, but, but, the cost, the details, the times..." Sarah stammered into the disconnected phone as Julie had hung up and disappeared, as quickly and abruptly as she had four years ago. The next day a courier arrived at Sarah's house with an envelope containing a tits first class ticket to Mexico City, with a asian hand written note that said, 'Short Stuff -- My Treat. I had a real problem getting her to let me gave a go. 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