Take the deal and do what he orders
From Create Your Own Story
"Please don't give those pictures to anyone," you plead.
"Alright then," he says. "First things first, I think my shoes need a shine. Why don't you rub yourself real good on 'em?" He proffers a boot, cocked up in the air. You move to it and crouch over it, the toe in your pussy, and begin to rub. Another flash. You work yourself up and down the top of the boot, the toe touching the baton still in your ass. The exhibition is making you wet, making your task easier.
Grabbing your chin with two fingers under it and his thumb in your mouth, the guard pulls your head up. "Cute little thing, isn't she?" he says. He spits in your face. "You like that baton in your ass?" he says.
Not wanting to disappoint, you reply, "Yes, sir."
"That's what thieves get," he says. "Send you to jail, you'll get a guard's baton up your ass there. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Not wanting to get sent to jail, you reply, "No, sir."
"Tell me you love the baton in your ass," he orders.
"I love the baton in my ass, sir," you parrot.
"That's a good little slut. Now look up and me, and stick out your tongue." You do so, and he takes a picture. "That's the before picture. Now, get off my boot and suck this guy's dick." He points behind you, at the other guard, who already has his dick out. You scoot over to him and begin to suck his dick, letting him bounce your face on his crotch. The guard behind you pushes on the hilt of the baton with his toe, admiring you from behind.
Soon, the guard you're sucking on gets ready to deposit his load. He pulls out and holds your head still by the hair. "Tongue out," the other guard says. You comply, and the short guard ejaculates onto your face and outstretched tongue. Turning your head around, the skinny guard takes a picture before the short guard sticks his deflating dick back into your mouth, letting you suck the remnant of cum left in his dick.
Of course, now it's time for the other guard. There's much of the same, followed by a second layer of cum on your face and another picture. "Alright," the guard says. "If you want these pictures, come to this address," he writes something down on a piece of paper, "tonight at six. Otherwise, everyone in the town will love to see this baton in your ass." He reaches down and slides the baton out. "And be thankful we're not tying you up in the bathroom naked and leaving you there."
He wipes the baton off with your panties and tosses the other guard the rest of your clothes, he orders, "Get her clothes on and escort her out. I'm going to keep the slut's panties." Then, with a devious grin, "And leave that cum on her face." The taciturn guard nods as the skinny guard leaves the room. De-handcuffing you, he slides your clothes on, making sure to leave the cum in place, and then re-handcuffs you and walks you out of the mall. A few people notice, mostly because you're being escorted handcuffed than because you're covered in cum, but you're sure a few people knew. By the time you get to the exit, you're in tears from the humiliation. The guard releases you with little ceremony, and no pat on the ass or anything like it. A group of boys hanging outside the mall see you and make catcalls. What do you do next?
Quickly duck your head and head home
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
