So a couple of weeks ago a security guard caught me having a lunch hour jerkoff in my car in a public parking garage. It was as horrifying as you can imagine. Taken out of my car handcuffed the whole deal. I felt like I was going to puke and have my life be over, be on the s** offender list, lose my job, the whole nightmare. As I am getting walked to the security office or so I had assumed he instead walks me to a corner of the garage and forced me to my knees and opens his pants and tells me it is my choice. Desperation in that kind of fear is nauseating as well. So I did what I had to do to survive. He took pictures with his cell phone with his c*** in my mouth while I was still handcuffed on my knees. It was so fucked up to feel a sense of relief when it was over and he let me go, which was even more fucked up to feel relieved walking back to my car with the taste of him still in my throat. And thanks to my fear and desperation I have now only set myself up for being trapped in the nightmare because he kept leaving notes on my car and I am having to do it every few days. I have not even been able to get hard or m********* in my own home because it is such a nightmare that is my fault and no way out.