Naked Toy Trail

I find myself being led down the path, feeling the intermittent buzz of the toy buried deep within my shaved mound, each time not enough to give me any relief but more than plenty to shake the salty solution they left in me about. I felt it move a bit, even as I held my legs tight together, doing my best to hold it in; at least I made myself even more of a sight than I do now.

I find people aiming at me, as I'm left naked, bound and agged before them, enjoying the exposure, yet not wanting to have the embarrassment of something sticky and while being seen leaking from my folds down my thighs. I felt myself being shoved forward, and I lunge forward to keep my balance, my breasts bouncing erratically as I'm forced forward along the path, and the woman from before giggled, "Oh yes, you guys have a handful to deal with now. She's a naughty hoe."

More than a few laugh at that, and someone slaps me hard on the small of my back, and I have to move swiftly not to lose my balance. "So, she's a man's dream girl. Able, willing and always down for getting fucked."

Another man speaks up, this time from my left, "Yea, I don't see the problem. What's the worst that happens? She gets pregnant?" he lets out a 'shhhigh', shaking his head before speaking up once more, "Then she really has to stay with us then."

Others agree, and I felt myself being slapped, pinched and groped at random intervals, all the while I'm paraded about.

They soon get to a house, and they pause outside. After a moment of silence, I see a few bulges remain as they glance at each other, as if willing someone else to speak up...