"Tell you what, Tony, why don't you call some of your friends. I'll bet they would enjoy tonight's festivities as well," Dave said. "Tony then disappeared into a back room. "Monique, you'll be well-used tonight."

I stood there numbed at the course of events. In my disheveled state inside the filthy garage, I tried not to think about how lewd the scene was and how I was about to sell myself for a set of tires. Actually I was allowing myself to be used as a sex object, teased and taunted and humiliated. My breathing came in short gasps and my stomach fluttered nervously. Usually Dan controlled my actions, and...