Sanji spying on women

Sanji bit his lower lip as he stared through the gap in the fence.

There were so many girls. So many beautiful naked young women. Sensually washed their bodies slowly and carefully. He bit down harder to stop himself from making noise as his hand slipped down the front of his trousers. At the first stroke to his cock, he almost came just from the image of the beautiful women in front of him. But he took a deep breath to steady himself. Knowing the reward would be sweet.

Suddenly a large hand grabbed him by his collar, yanking him over the fence.

“Well, look what we have here ladies!”

Sanji felt himself hit the ground hard. Screams from the woman around him erupting. He shook his head, screaming himself when he saw the large, naked woman in front of him. Grinding down at him maniacally.

“Look at this little pervert,” She cackled. “Enjoying yourself were you?”

“No! I was just…” Sanji protested, quickly folding his legs. “I was just… Admiring the beauty of the female body.”

The large woman cackled again, a small crowd forming around the panicked blond.

“Oh yeah?” She snatched Sanji up again. “Well, perhaps they should do a little admiring too!”

Sanji’s cheeks paled when he realised what she meant.

“What! No!” He quickly went to cover up but another woman, wrapped in a navy blue towel, ran to grab his wrists and keep him still. “You can’t do that.”

“Can’t I?” His belt was snapped open. The broken leather was thrown to the side. “You certainly didn’t ask permission before you peaked on the women here. This is only fair right?”

Before he could protest further she ripped open the button and zipper of his trousers. The fabric fell to his ankles and exposed him to the crowd.

He closed his eyes tight at the gasps that followed.