Like They Let me Choose!

After a moment of silence, one of the young men in their group declares, "No offence, but we pulled our money to get her as our perk, and she'd better look the part. Let's go the whole way," to which they cheer, and the other gal moves behind me, wrapping my arms up tightly with some garland, tying them together casually behind the small of my back..

I gasp, smiling back at them, enjoying the attention, as they all agree, giving a cliché "here, here!" amused at the whole goofy situation. She giggles as she works, binding my arms tightly behind my back, my shoulders being pulled back, making my ample bosom standing out even more so then they already does.

Her pulls my hair aside, placing the ball gag before me, and I submissively open my mouth, smiling back at them. I soon feel it being roughly pushed in, my mouth being yanked open wider as she works on it. I felt his cord pinch my lips, pressing down on my cheeks, as my tongue is driven deep into my mouth.

I moan softly as my jaw is pressed open wider, far more than I'd expect I'd ever could. Once there, finally done, I'm surprised how tight it all feels, and I gasp through it, finding even that sound coming out muffled and odd. The bondage collar is placed on me last, and someone gives it a playful tug, and they laugh as I moan once more.

Satisfied, she declared aloud, "Off to our next adventure, with our latest member... naked ginger harlot!", to which they agreed once more, shouting agreement, though this time they are not speaking in unison.

I gasp, feeling myself being pulled forward, almost being knocked off balance as I'm led about. My breasts bounce euthatically as I move, my hips pivoting wide with each step. I felt a pair of hands grabbing at my ass as I'm walked out of the room, pushing or perhaps shoving me forward, pressing and stretching at my ass seemingly all at once. "She's easy on the hands, and on the eyes." he declares, pinching me tightly, as they laugh at the snide comment.

"Don't worry, my dear, plenty of time to find out her every weakness and quirk." she declares, her grip on my short leash forcing me to follow close behind.

As I'm led about, I soon find the crowded hall outside, leaving me to be squeezed, grabbed, and prodded more than a few times, as hands seem to make a regular motion to accidentally reach for me, naked and bound before them. Left to gasp and moan, I'm made to endure each one... though, I'd it, it's at least surprisingly enjoyable.

They lead me out to a convertible, which will already be packed enough without adding me to the mix. They look around, looking for one of their number to speak up. I'm left to wait, exposed before everyone, as the event's large crowd seems to walk right by us on every side all at once. I let out a soft moan, feeling the cool spring breeze blowing across me, noticing how dark it would be if not for the parking lot lights.

I felt goosebumps forming across each inch of my skin as I'm made to wait among them, and then the gal holding my leash inquires, "We could put her in the back? I doubt she'd mind riding in the baggage compartment. We can put a camera back there to make sure she's safe.

"You mean so you can watch her nakedness bounce and shake as we go down the road, right?" to which they all laugh, amused and surprised at the discussion. He looks them over, letting the myth die down before resuming, "Or, hear me out, let her ride on one of our laps... hey, she could lay down flat on everyone's lap in the back... I doubt anyone would mind.

I watch, unable to speak, seeing them nodding and shrugging along, quietly debating the merits of each, as I submit to their whims, whichever it is, as I enjoy my sudden extended exposure...