A Choice? Not Really

After a moment, she looks at me shyly with a naughty grin plastered on. "Common, Put it on. I'm sure you'd enjoy it. I bearly manage to resist letting out a sigh, accepting the outfit. I placed the bottom on first, noting how it left the entirety of my clit exposed, along with all of my ass. I had pulled the top over down my legs and place the cords in place behind me. I look down at the top I just put on, noting how it highlighted my breasts with thin strands of fabric circling them, whille leaving them entirely bare, highlighting my large exposed breasts in the process.

She grabs onto my writs then, rotating me around suddenly, pulling my writs back behind me, connecting the cuffs that went with them behind me, binding my arms together behind me. She pulls me close to her, whispering into my ear, "We've got a good crowd for this. I wonder how they will respond if I haul you around, with you so exposed? Why don't we find out?"

She pushed me gingerly forward, and I find myself being pushed forward several steps before her. She giggled from behind me. She led me to the first table, and I notice a trio of attractive males, who at the time were busy ogling one of the female staff. As we approach, she pushed me gently toward them. She pushes me as we got close, and I find myself leaning agent the table.

All three switched their attention my way, erotically looking at me. "My, my... whos this we have here?" asks one, whille quickly another speaks up, "Yeah, take a look at this hottie babe!"

The manager smiles, watching silently. After a moment, one of them reaches about, pulling me close by my thigh. They stare, and I find myself blushing, and I let out a soft giggle at my own embarrassment, given the attention I had on myself before, and how I have been naked before everyone without being bothered before.

It's then I feel hands on the inside of my knees, and I gasp, wondering what they may be up to now.