Absolutely, and they relish every second of it.

I don't think I've ever seen a woman more ecstatic than the bespectacled one ogling my body right now, her mouth agape in an aroused daze as she gropes the air in front of my rock-hard cock; I brace for impact, but I can't just prepare myself to get ravished, emitting a humiliating vocalization when she manhandles me against my will.

The hunky M.C. beside me grunts as a group of giggling ladies start fondling and groping his beautiful penis, lean thighs and balls. After a beaming woman grabs hold of his dick, he turns to me, face burgundy. "Listen man, If I *ughh~*" she strokes him faster, "if I don't make it out of here, my name is Parker."

"Ahab." I reply, wincing at the treatment his penis is getting from two salivating nerd girls.

"Good luck." He squeaks out, his ass groped that same careless way.

I yelp when my manhood gets kissed, a statuesque Samus cosplayer smiling mischievously at me before dragging her tongue across my long, sensitive cock; forcing a moan to escape my lips. She slurps my length into her mouth, eagerly and over-enthusiastically sucking me off as I beg her, "Stop! let me go, Ah!~ wait, please— Stop!!"

The six-foot stunner sucks, tastes and licks my cock until she's satisfied, ignoring my cries like everyone else. While I kneel there, violated and mortified by her dominance, Samus laughs and backs off; her hand slaps my saliva drenched love-rod as other, nerdier women get their ravenous mitts on me.

It's humiliating beyond imagination to be so helpless to these girls' whims— naked and bound, my genitals within their merciless, voracious grasp. Molested further by the horny mob, and moaning as another lady's gloved hand finds my cock, I'm not prepared to hear Macy to speak again, "Want a little more fun, ladies? How's about getting your hands on the rest of these sexy snacks?"

A Chun-li stops sucking on Parker's balls long enough to scream with the rest of the horny mob, "YES!!!"

"That's what I like to hear, Darlings!"

Macy kicks the bottomless hunk into the audience, laughing hysterically as he gets swallowed up in a throng of handsy nerd girls; a pair younger women tear his jacket open, wolf-whistling when the handsome man's body becomes totally exposed to their salacious desires. I moan and break into a cold sweat, for those geeks aren't giving him any semblance of mercy; groping his lean body everywhere they can reach, kissing his lips to silence his **** protests, and taking turns sucking his dick… simply worshipping Parker's body in the worst possible ways.

I'm playing a losing game of keep-away with a gang of drooling, cosplaying women agog to pull me into their clutches; they already have hands on my ass, thighs and penis, so when I feel Macy's boot tease between my scapulas, my pulse skyrockets.

Just when I've lost hope to escape this nightmare, just before I break down and go catatonic from the overwhelming humiliation, a voice thunders from stage left, "YOU!!!!! Y-you're hurting my friends— my Ahab! Back off of him, you, you, witch!"

Turning my scarlet face, I see who screamed, and smile. It's Natalie! Clad in her green body paint, daisy dukes, tube top, and irate, face-melting scowl; she's glaring at Macy with intent to kill—even if she still won't swear—and I couldn't be happier to see that sexy mountain of muscle.

"Natalie!!"

My Amazonian admirer is here for the rescue! But…