Their (Parents?) Apartment

As one of them drives the car, the other keeps the camera aimed my way. It’s not long before he quizzically asks, "Since you're going to be serving our desires, why are you still dressed? It's not like it’s going to help you where we are going."

I let out a sigh, my submissive side taking over completely. I mean, I've just left work with a pair of strangers, travelling who knows where, and I'm going to let a few pieces of clothes bother me? I put my hand on my top, near my nipples, and casually lifted it over and off. I felt my breasts bounce free, aware that the very moment was being captured on his camera. I shot him an alluring, felicitous look, blowing a kiss at the camera, hoping his enjoying it as much as I felt.

I smile his way, finding myself enjoying it, pulling my skirt down slowly, starting with a tug on my right, then on my left, as I pulled the micro-mini down my thighs, past my knees, and to the floor. My thatch came into clear view, and soon I had the skirt pulled down and off. I tossed them on the seat next to me, placing my purse on top of them. I spread my legs before the camera, touching my shaved mound with my hand, rubbing it up and down on its exposed lips and shaved flesh, all the while staring at the camera. I moaned softly, playing with the cameraman more than anything, paying close attention to his arousal as I worked.

Suddenly the car stopped. I looked out and saw an apparent block. Soon, The driver parks his car and was walking around to my door, his buddy recording the whole thing. I made a flirtatious look his way, putting one leg out of the car, spreading my legs wide, and giving him a clear view of my most intimate folds, before slowly putting my right leg over and out. His buddy got out soon later, never taking the camera off us, and soon I'm being led around, my arms grabbed and brought behind me, quickly being cuffed before pushing me forward.

As his hand spread on my ass, pushing me forward before him, I moan, my body excited at the idea of being naked near him. I tipped forward slightly as he pushed me on, before walking up the path before him.

I smiled over my shoulder at him, my arousal all the more obvious. He tied my hands up in a red ribbon, soft and yet tight on my body. It was not long before he had me pushed along with them, toward the lift.

More than a few dirty and aroused looks were aimed my way, sometimes perhaps lingering on my body more than I would have preferred. I smiled at the attention anyway, as they pushed me toward their first-floor apartment. Quickly the door opened, and I was pushed inside. It was more forceful than before, I fell forward before regaining my balance. They walked in after me, the camera always aimed my way as they led me into the living room, and I felt myself being shoved in. I fall down onto my knees and find myself leaning forward, for all practical purposes on all fours before them. I moaned, regaining my balance, as I felt a strong hand on my shoulder.

I pause, the silence becoming deafening, as I become aware of every sound around me. As I look at my new surroundings, I see what has to be additional cameras on the walls, the telltale light of a recording being made quite evident.

I feel a quick spasm of pleasure hit me then, as my naked body reacted to the erotic nature of the situation I found myself in. I felt a pressure on my shoulder, holding me prone, and as I looked I saw the cameraman slowly recording me from behind, before slowly panning around and before me. I moaned as my face got into clear view, a naughty and felicitous look on my face, my arousal evident to them as it was to me.

I paused, submissive before them, waiting for what they may want of me next.