Blindfolded offering

When I am blindfolded
my hearing and attentiveness is sharpened.
Every sound and sense of movement
or touch become augmented.
Being all naked and chained
to a urinal in the downtown gym
further heightened my senses
and the feelings of vulnerability and exposure.
The humiliation makes me blush in shame
and the self-esteem ground to dust.
The cash pushed into my purse
and bra before they had me strip
also clearly established my position.
And as the evening hours pass
and the unseen men pass and enjoy me
the tiled floor and walls feel increasingly hard and cold.
I don't complain as the lustfully use my mouth
and I taste and swallow their loads of sperm.
I feel the cum hanging from my chin, cheek and hair
and the smell and flavour fills the whole men's room.
After a long while I am helped up
and my blindfold removed in front of the mirror.
I look thoroughly fucked with my face red,
my hair, make up all a mess.
I am given a list of the names of those that
'were here' with some writing full names and other aliases.
Some write short greetings with references
convincing me that it must have been people
I know very well .. but not exactly who.
After a long shower I walk all the way home
taking in the evenings emotions and physical sensations.
I cannot but caress myself to a climax before falling asleep.
I know I will be there again the day after tomorrow.