Naomi is handcuffed to a lamp post for the night

The brunette woman continued to pull Naomi along by the chain, watching her hips sway as she walked with her hands up by her sides. It was early afternoon, and the streets of Kin-kee were packed with tourists.

The next place she was taken was the path beside the beach. There must have been hundreds, maybe thousands of people on the beach, and plenty of others having a late lunch in the restaurants on the sea front as Naomi was dragged along.

The sun felt so hot on her back, but it was the eyes that burned into her that concerned Naomi the most. She’d never sunbathed topless, not even when she’d travelled to Spain. Now she was completely naked, wearing only a yoke and ball gag, and being paraded around on a chain for the whole island to see. And they did see her, every bit of her.

She was **** to stop and stand for a while as a crowd gathered again for more photos.

The brunette woman laughed when a group of young men had a picture with their hands groping Naomi’s tits and pussy. They even turned her around so she could bend over for another picture, and while she was bent over, one of them stood in front of her, pulling a face and making it look like she was sucking his cock.

She got her ass slapped and groped by a few more people as she walked along the path, and the woman even asked people if they’d like to have a feel. Most did, even the women. A young girl with shaved hair and a **** on a leash gave both of Naomi’s nipples the most painful twists she’d ever experienced.

Once she’d walked up and down the beach, she was taken back towards the town, near to where the nightclubs and bars were.

A couple of police stayed with them as the yoke was removed, Naomi was allowed a drink of water, then the woman took her hands, and pulled them behind her back, handcuffing her to a lamp post.

“What are you doing?” Naomi asked, muffled through the ball gag.

“This, darling, is where I leave you. I’ll be back to collect you in the morning.”

“Wait, please.” Naomi’s mouth drooled as she tried to talk, tried to push herself forward, but the handcuffs just scraped against the metal of the lamp post as the woman laughed in Naomi’s face.

She was completely exposed, no way to cover herself up, or prevent anyone touching her. No doubt people would do worse than have photos taken with her or grope her when the security woman wasn’t around.

“Please,” Naomi looked the woman in the eye as she mumbled. “Please, I’ll wear the leash.”

“You should have thought about that before you refused to wear it. You can wear it for your master tomorrow. After you’ve spent tonight out here. Have fun.”

Naomi leaned against the lamp post for a while, more people posed for photos and she looked away when they did. People felt her exposed breasts and nipples. Some felt her ass cheeks. Her pussy didn’t avoid it either, soon people were putting a finger or two up there and trying to make her moan.

There was drool all over her chin that she couldn’t wipe off, and the sun was setting now. She felt like everything was going to be a million times worse when it got dark, and people got more drunk. Maybe Paul would come out and see her, he could get her out of these stupid handcuffs.

The woman with the shaved hair approached, and Naomi’s nipples hardened in anticipation of being pinched and twisted again. The woman’s **** crawled on a leash beside her—a girl who also had shaved hair. The **** was petite, and had boobs so small, they were pretty much just nipples.

“What have we here then?” the mistress asked in a post British accent. She wore a black dress, with shiny high heels. Despite the shaved hair, she had quite a pretty face. “Have you been misbehaving, ****?”

Naomi looked at the woman fearfully, her eyes tearing up at the thought of what this woman might do. The thought of having her hair shaved and looking like either of those two was terrifying.

“Do you want to know what I do with Lisa here if she’s been misbehaving?”

Naomi shook her head, looking down at her feet.

“Look at me when I talk to you, ****.”

Naomi lifted her head, meeting eyes with the woman and getting a stern stare.

“When Lisa has been naughty, she gets tickled.”

The woman raised her arms up by Naomi’s sides, Naomi’s eyes begged her no, but the woman dug her fingers into Naomi’s armpits, making her giggle uncontrollably. There was little she could do other than kick, but Lisa had hold of her legs, so even that wasn’t an option.

The humiliation didn’t stop there. As a crowd had formed, Lisa began to finger Naomi’s pussy, while her tongue teased the insides on Naomi’s thighs. Her knees went weak, and despite all the people watching, she couldn’t help but get wet. The woman removed Naomi' ball gag, and soon she was moaning out loud, looking up at the sky as Lisa licked and sucked on her clit.

She’d never been more embarrassed when the crowd started cheering, but there was nothing she could do as Lisa kept licking her, digging her little tongue inside Naomi.

Naomi didn’t want to make eye contact with the girl, and there were a bunch of people in a semi-circle watching her being eaten out, so she looked up, and tried to imagine she was somewhere else, anywhere else than this. People had their phones out, videoing it all, and Naomi knew those videos would find themselves online soon. Her cheeks blushed as she thought about her co workers or family coming across them.

The tongue continued to work her pussy, and her breaths became deeper and louder. She moaned loudly as she looked at the sky, then her legs tightened together as she let out some final loud groans and the crowd cheered and applauded. She gave them an embarrassed smile as the videos continued to record, getting a close up of her face while she got her breath back.

Once that crowd had dispersed, the night continued. Nobody paid Naomi much attention for the next couple of hours as the streets went quiet, most likely because people were getting ready to go out.

A few people passed her next, having photos with her and she just decided to smile and get this over with now.

“Do you give blowjobs?” one guy asked. There were a group of four of them, all wearing chequered shirts and denim shorts.

Naomi shook her head, a shocked look in her widened eyes.

They walked off, probably to a nightclub as the night went on. A girl passed with her **** on a leash: a big man with broad shoulders and shaved hair. She stopped when she got to Naomi and slapped her face a few times, then both of her tits, and squeezed her nipples. Naomi wriggled around, but was helpless as the woman continued to punish her.

Her hair was grabbed, and her head was tilted aside as the woman slapped her face again, over and over. They made eye contact and Naomi saw a huge amount of eyeliner around the woman’s eyes, dark, straightened hair and a sort of goth type outfit, with Doc Marten boots on.

A few more slaps on the tits, then the woman spanked Naomi’s ass. Then she left, pulling her **** behind her. Naomi could see his hard cock through those leather trousers.

A couple more quiet hours passed and people must have been in the nightclubs now. Then the guys who’d asked about a blowjob later came back.

“You sure you don’t give blowjobs?” one asked. His hair was short and blonde.

“I’m sure,” Naomi said. Though she felt a little scared at the way he looked at her now. There was an aggression in his eyes. He grabbed her by the throat, holding her and **** her for a few seconds. Then he slapped her already sore cheeks.

“You’re going to give me and my friends all blowjobs, or I’ll slap you around for the rest of the night. Got it?”

Naomi shivered, then nodded.

She crouched with her hands still cuffed to the lamp post, not kneeling as she didn’t want to hurt her knees on the rough stone ground.

The first one got his cock out, and Naomi sucked on it, not looking up at him as he pulled her head to make her head bob back and forth. It took a couple of minutes of sucking and licking—he held the cock in front of her and demanded that she lick the tip—until he finally exploded in her mouth.

“Now swallow it all.”

Naomi retched as it stuck to her tongue, but she gulped it down. She’d never really liked blowjobs and she particularly hated swallowing. The taste and the texture was so gross to her.

She barely had time to swallow it before the next man was on her. A scrawny man with brown hair and a small cock. The size of it made it difficult to suck, and Naomi got it all in her mouth, trying to get this over with as quickly as possible. Thankfully he didn’t take long and soon she was swallowing his come with a gulp too.

The next one didn’t taste too bad, or maybe Naomi was just used to the taste now. The blowjob wasn’t too bad, but when he was finishing, he squirted it all over her boobs and chest. She’d not be able to clean that up with her hands cuffed.

The last one was even more sadistic than the first. He had blonde hair in a mullet, and a nasty stare. He ordered Naomi to lick his cock, holding it nearly out of reach so she had to really lean forward with her tongue stuck out. He took a photo of her as she did it, come all over her chest.

“You’re such a slut,” he said. Naomi glared at him as she licked the pre come from the tip of his cock.

He shoved it deep down her throat, making her **** on it for a while before pulling it out. He must have done that ten times and Naomi when struggling for breath when he took it out and squirted all over her face several times.

The four of them laughed as they took more photos of her crouching with their come all over her.

Naomi stood, hoping nobody else would use her like that.