Fireman

I look up, and with a start, I find a fireman standing before me, his gaze shifting from my naked body, exposed without recourse before him, to the leech hanging limp between my breasts. I manage a giggle through the ball gag as his eyes go wide at the sight of me naked, bound and helpless before him. I let out a gasp as he reached out and grabbed it in his hands. After a bit, he smirks up and me, and in a jovial tone, "Here I thought it was just a small kitchen fire, but dang, you're hot on a very different level. Better make sure I do the right thing and get you to safety ... um, mam". With that, he waves his hand for me to follow, leading me through the crowd and down to his firetruck. I quickly find myself having to rush to keep up, my breasts bouncing merrily with each step, as I do my best to follow.

He ties the leach to the firetruck's door, Once he knows I'm secure, he nods to himself. He smiles my way, momentarily mesmerized by my naked body so openly exposed before him. I turn my head to one side as I look back before he blinks, and before turning and stating, "Don't worry, it won't be long. Just need to convert with my fellows first." With that, I make a soft sound of surprise at being left, once more, naked and bound, though this time I'm bound to a firetruck. Within moments, I felt someone goosing my ass, and I turn to look, catching another firefighter, his hand squeezing my exposed ass's cheek, even as he spun me around slowly with his free hand. "Some men get all the luck ... or, in this case, the best rewards. Never had a naked woman through themselves at me quite like this." Only then did the newcomer notice me looking back, and he winked, before heading off to look into something else.

Maybe it was my sound of surprise, but the moment he walked away, the crowd was here, snapping photos of me from nearly a foot away. I turn to look their way, my arms still bound behind my back, and I'm left to deal with the curiosity of the crowd. I blink radially as a rather bright flash catches me off guard. Soon after, I feel a hand rubbing down my right side, followed soon after by someone grasping me from behind, their hand on my hip. I feel them slowly closing closer, followed soon by someone slapping my ass, and another pinching my nipples. I felt the space between my legs quickly grow damp, a fact made clear to all as I spread my legs open wide, making it that much harder to remain balanced. In fact, I find myself falling into one of their arms, and they all laugh as he holds me tightly, clearly amused by the misstep. I moan softly, and the crowd hears it clearly, laughing at their antics and the response I've provided.

The crowd paused as the firemen returned, and soon I was untied from the side, and I heard him whisper, "Guess you have to wait a bit longer, as we got another call about a fire." I could only nod, as I was led to the back of the fire truck. While they funded the bindings on my arms, I soon had to hold on tight as the firestick quickly went to high speed, and I found myself having to cling on hard to remain on the truck at all and thus left with **** but to leave myself exposed to all who happened to glance my way. I felt the cool spring air more than ever now, my nipples standing out hard from my bosom.

Bouncing side to side, forward and back, we soon reach the sight of the fire, and they quickly get to work. One of the firefighters, a woman, casually bound my hands to the firetruck, with just an amused, "Nothing personal, love. Just ... We just don't want you running off and getting lost like you did our last visit." With that, they were off to fight the flames. Meanwhile, I was left, my ass facing the world, while my hands were bound to the truck and thus unable to cover my nudity, even if I wanted to.

The crowd was always there, of course. Some were from the nearby buildings, while others were no doubt drawn by the siren and wanted a look. Either way, I was left exposed before them, held close by and quite naked before them. The draft made the cool spring breeze all the more noticeable, and my breasts were quite hard by the coolness. Or, at least, that's what I told myself.

I looked over their way, as casually as a naked woman could manage anyway, and found more than a few eyes aimed my way, along with pointing fingers, and of course, cameras. I gasped, the ballgag once more deadening the notice to be nearly auditable. It was all I could do to stand there, turn their way, and wonder how long my nudity would be so openly on display. While I waited, I heard a few words from the crowd, such as "Look at those curves! I'd love a .... ", "So the firemen got themself a pet slut, huh? Wonder where one gets ... ", and "Which I was as brazen as that slut!"

After a bit, they returned, the small-ish kitchen fire had been put out, and I was hauled back onto the fire truck, which was soon off again without warning ... including the man holding on behind me, my body pressed hard against his.