Discretionary Redirect

I stand surrounded by the college males as she supped her tea, "If you really want to see me naked just ask, but it may be more fun to play around with our naked waitress. She seems quite interested in the attention you've paid her already.", and within moments, the college males cheered at the suggestion, as if forgetting their interest in her. I felt my ass getting goosed by one of them, followed by the vibrator going off then, causing me to moan softly as pleasure rushed through me.

Someone cupped my right breast then, as they hooted and hollered around me, leaving me to feel pleasure race through my very being, even as I did my best to remain casual. I felt the vibrator turn off just moments before I could get any real pleasure out of it, as Sheila took up. the mantle of teasing me ... oh, and putting me on the spot, naked, before the crowd. Not that they seemed to mind, as I felt my legs being spread wide. I heard my usual heckler inquiring, "What you have in mind then, Tiff?", to which she returned a large, toothy grin his way, clearly happy to be taking charge.

"Well, It seems you enjoy her company, and she yours, but why not take that to your advantage and goof around with her? Have her go onto all fours and entertain? Take her to tables and ask the guests how they feel about a naked server. So many choices, to which they shout exalted. happy cries." for my part, I smile along, but choose not to speak up, not sure what to say, and expecting it may not even help much; I found myself being carried along with their enthusiastic, gasping as several of them groped me at once; one grasping my ass, another my breasts, even as they held on tightly to me, half distracted by the ideas Tiffany brought up. I felt my arms being pinned behind me, and I gasped in surprise, my mind was not expecting this outcome at all, even as I found it seemed obvious and pleasant.

I found her standing before me, the college males all but waiting at her beck and call, several making wolf whistles in excitement, and some seemed to come from around us; including possibly, Sheila. "Why don't we take her around and see how the guests feel of a naked server?", to which they laughed at that, and without a word, I found myself being yanked around, hauled and pulled swiftly to a nearby table, my naked body all but helpless before them. My breasts bounce softly with each step, my mind is all too aware of the fact, as I'm brought around, Sheila laughing from the greeter's station, only pausing once more guests show up, her smile seeming natural to the role.

Tiffany waited, letting the dating couple pause and notice me, naked before them, my arms still pinned behind my back, thus making my breasts all the more notable. I was left to stand before them, noting them looking me over closely, interested and inquired by my sudden appearance before them. Tiffany spoke up after a few moments of Silence, "Meet Bridget, she's new here. Now, would you prefer her to wait on you naked or wearing the standard outfit?"

The pair share a glance, smirking, before responding at the same moment, "Naked!", which was followed by laughing as they released what just happened. I remained before them, my nudity clearly exposed to everyone present, as Tiffany chortled, "Thanks. Now, would either of you want to grab, grope, fondle or spank the server? Don't worry, she's amenable to it, believe me."

I watch as they share a glance once more, before the woman gets up, and proceeds to stand before me, even as Tiffany holds my arms behind my back, emphasizing my already generous breasts before them. I watch silently as she cups them softly, squeezing them in the plans of her hand as she giggles, her yeses switching from my face to my chest. I smile back, doing my best to remain casual as her plans rub across my nipples. a hand moved down then, rubbing across my belly to between my legs, as fingers problbled along, finding my shaved mound and rubbing across it, pressing upon my sensitive folds. I gasped aloud as her fingers pushed themselves into me, an energized, fisty look, now taken over, smiling broadly as she rubbed her fingers in and out. I moaned softly, despite my best efforts, It did not take long this time before I orgasmed before them, my body squirting a bit as pleasure raced through me. She laughed a bit at that, her left hand now moving around to my ass, cupping it softly, rubbing upon it roughly, before grabbing it tightly in her hand, hard enough to hurt.

My back arched then as she laughed aloud, enjoying the experience, before pulling herself upon me, kissing me on the lips, even pressing her tongue into my mouth as she made put. My eyes fluttered shut, as the college males let out wolf whistles and cat calls. She let it last for several seconds before separating her body from mine, and I swayed her way when we finally parted. "Oj, I look forward to having her serve me... in so, so many ways."

With that, some moved slowly, shaking her rear as she sat back down. "Thanks for that," she called as she sat back down, far more excited and confident than she had been moments prior. Tiffany smirked back her way, "Don't mention it.", and swiftly I was hauled to the next table, and the next, my nudity being presented before them like a trophy, always being asked if they preferred me to serve them clothed or naked, and always they preferred naked.

After a while, she had me hauled back to the greeter booth, where Sheila smiled our way as I approached, and Tiffany inquired, "Hey, would you believe it? All your patrons would prefer if she served them naked. So, what do you say to her never wearing a stitch of clothes while she served the guests? Hmm?