"I know I know but it just seemed easier this way and I was running late anyway. So whats the plan anyway, I assume we aren't doing a show given that you are only carrying your satchel?"

"Correct. We are here to help generate some interest on the client's stand "

"When you see we….?  Why do I have the feeling I have been stitched up again"

Matt chuckled "You will see shortly"

Lisa looked around as they picked their way through the maze of stands having their finishing touches applied. There were all sorts of vendors setting up, food, drinks, electronics and furniture. Everything you might possibly need running a bar or restaurant she guessed. She was still clueless about what her role would be but she could sure see how one of Matt's special effects might help someone stand out from the crowd.

Finally somewhere near the centre of the cavernous room Matt stopped as they reached a stand set up to sell beer. Their green and silver logos seemed to be a good match for the dress Lisa had on under her winter coat and the unusual make up scheme Matt had requested. It was a bigger stand then many and was set out a bit like a mock bar, with a long counter backed by racks of branded glasses, with a few tables chairs and bar stools completing the effect. 

Matt was deep in chat with a mousey looking guy in an ill fitting suit who seemed to be in charge of setting the clients stand up. Lisa guessed the slick sales types wouldn't  arrive till opening time, but she still had no idea what they needed her for. Matt was inspecting one end of the bar while Lisa was directed to a small cubicle which would probably act as a kitchen once the place was open to get herself ready. 

Slipping out of her coat revealed that she was wearing a rather unusual tunic dress. The front was a kinda rectangle with a V plunging down to an apex below Lisa's navel revealing generous amounts of cleavage, the lower hem finishing way up her thigh, while the back was a similar shape with the apex just higher than the top of her butt. The sides of the dress were made  up of entirely of laces all the way from arm to bottom of the skirt. Lisa thought it looked stunning, almost worth the struggle to get it on. It certainly didn't leave almost anything at all to the imagination. Including the complete impossibility of wearing any underwear. The whole ensemble was in the same shimmery green and silver, but weirdly didn't include any shoes to replace the boots Lisa had arrived in. At least it was pretty warm inside she noticed.

Lisa padded over to a waiting Matt, still not seeing any clues as to her role. 

"Ok I am as ready as I will ever be, where do you want me boss?"

"You look awesome Lisa, you are gonna be a big hit"

"That's what I am worried about"

"All you need to do is help serve free beer, it will be fun"

"Hmm…."

Matt just grinned and beckoned his gorgeous colleague over to the end of the bar. Guiding her attentively Matt had her step into low box that formed the end of the bar. Working carefully Matt added two more pieces of highly glossed wood, which worked together to form a top for the box and snugly fitting stocks griping Lisa's legs just below the knee. Her calves and ankles were now concealed within the low rise end of the bar.

"Guess thats why they didn't spring for shoes " Lisa smiled as she adjusted to her new position, legs trapped about shoulder width apart."Still got me boss, not a clue"

Matt carried on enigmatically, disappearing behind Lisa for a few moments, then returned with 3 highly polished chrome poles and a step ladder of all things. Working in his usual focussed and efficient manner he fitted one a pole into the woodwork about a metre either side of Lisa. They were about a metre taller than her and a branded flag flew from the top of each. 

Next Matt selected a stainless steel cuff. Without a word he took Lisa's left arm and locked the shiny manacle around her wrist. Lifting the wrist he stretched her arm out to the pole flanking her and locked the cuff to the pole with a decorative but effective lock. Lisa decided not to comment as the procedure was repeated on her right hand side leaving her stretched slightly uncomfortably into a taut T at the end of the bar.

Lisa tried to get less uncomfortable, still having no idea what to expect. She was drawing quite a crowd of exhibitors and workmen, who probably didn't realise she was as curious as they were. Her dress, if you could call it that, was certainly catching the eye it seemed. Her confusion wasn't helped in the slightest when Matt approached with the remaining pole and the step ladder. He climbed the first few steps. Got a safe hold on the pole and raised it up.

"Lisa I need to you to look straight up and open wide".

For reasons she couldn't fully explain, Lisa did just as she asked without either question or hesitation. She trusted Matt and knew no harm would come to her however hair brained the scheme he had imagined for her. Matt knew her limits and knew she liked a surprise, and was all too willing to push her buttons. 

So she tipped her head right back and looked up into the lighting gantry way above her with her mouth agape. Matt didn't waste a moment in threading the pole down into her Lisa's waiting mouth

"MMph!!"

"If you swallow a bit it will definitely be more comfortable" Matt gently twisted and pushed, concentrating hard.

Lisa could feel the pole slide past her teeth and tongue, and start to slide into her throat. As Matt continued she moaned louder, feeling the end of the pole travel down her throat into the top of her chest , then sink lower and lower. By the time it had reached waist level she was composed enough to start to wonder just how far Matt was going to go and if her fears were realised, where the pipe would be exiting.

"MMmpph". The pole slid out of Lisa's barely covered pussy, causing a stir of murmuring and a little applause as it appeared into view below the hem of her very mini hem line. Lisa flushed and took a deep breath, that felt so … oh lordy. Matt now fitted what appeared to be a kind of right angle bend to the top of the pole , now right in front of her eyes , and then fed in some more. As the bend reached her mouth Lisa's head was gently forced back to the straight ahead, leaving her looking directly forwards with the end of the pipe sticking out of her mouth. 

Unable to look down Lisa could only guess at what was happening down at knee level, but every pull tug and adjustment to that end of her metal impaler caused her pussy to light up like a switchboard . Meanwhile Matt was still at it, attaching some weird thing to the end of the pipe still sticking out of her forced open mouth.

He took tidied away the ladder and took a couple of steps back.  

"Any ideas yet  ?"

"MMMPPH?!?!"

"I guess not " he chuckled. Well we are about ready for a test, so let me explain. Like I said , you are gonna be helping to serve beer, the new brew is being launched here. We just connected the pipe between your legs to the beer kegs over there" He waved vaguely to the back of the stand. Lisa's eyes grew wide." The beer comes along there, up here …" he ran his finger up Lisa's dress and "

Rather than continue with the explanation Matt grabbed a beer glass from the counter beside Lisa and pulled on the lever on the contraption just a few inches in front of her face. Amazingly she felt the pipe inside her tremble and vibrate and the passage of the cold liquid as it chilled the pipe as it ran up her body before bursting into an amber torrent to fill the glass in front of her. If every pint had that effect on her, Lisa wasn't sure she was going to last far into the evening.

By now the makeshift crowd had formed all around the living beer tap, inspecting her from all angles to make sure she really was real as they waited for their free samples. The constant tingle from the tap's operation had Lisa on the very edge of an orgasm she by now desperately needed, it was driving her mad, every glass keeping her on the brink before a pause until the next customer was served. 

By now a couple of very pretty promotions girls had arrived, wearing dresses similar to Lisa's without the daring V cuts, to take over serving the customers. It seemed they would be using Lisa for the show proper. She began to suspect they had worked out the effect each pint the pulled was having on her as they seemed to start and stop a few times as the topped off each glass and made sure to chat a little between customers, as if to maximise Lisa's frustrations


Matt was satisfied the test had been a success and left without a further word to Lisa. People started to tidy up and lights dimmed. Before she realised what was happening the girls had covered her with a silver and green sheet and were making for their hotel . She was left there with the other exhibits to await the grand opening.