Ruby dives in for a taste.

The wicked camerawoman tosses her bowl of confections aside, and ogles my naked body like it’s the tastiest treat she has ever seen. Not hesitating a moment longer, Ruby pounces to straddle me on the couch; licking all across my chocolate-coated abs for the camera.

Despite the shame of nudity and debasement, I can’t resist from laughing as her tongue tickles my naked body.

The cameras continue flashing as the tiny woman manhandles in my candy coating— my blush not abating in the slightest while Ruby gropes, tickles and sucks at my sugary skin.

Envy coats Camilla’s visage, and she silently fumes at her bestie for getting to have all the ‘fun’ in molesting me on camera. Beatrix fans herself, growing wobbly on her long, slender legs as her lecherous smile turns hysterical.

Ruby goes too far south in her psychotic lust, and I involuntarily wrench my arms to follow her head to my crotch while she nibbles down towards my privates, but something around my wrists stops me cold: A pair of handcuffs, fastened impossibly well to the settee.

I’m handcuffed, buck ass nude, and I’m getting a boner too— all while Ruby’s an inch away from my stiffening cock. The color of my visage must be a shade deeper than burgundy as the packed roomful of women gawk over me being sexually assaulted.

I let out a pathetic squeak while she simply ravages my nude body with her lips, sucking and kissing at the sensitive skin I had a vested interest in keeping private. When the redheaded pervert pinches one of my buttcheeks in her blind lust, the worst happens; my penis sticks out rock-hard like a beacon, and the napkin falls right off of me.

A loud gasp rings through the studio as every last woman sees the final few inches of my naked body. Unbidden tears well up in my eyes while I watch their jaws drop—or the girls giggle into each other’s ears—with absolutely no way for me to cover up, or hide my cock.

I gaze around the studio in embarrassed horror to a cavalcade of wolf-whistles, ladies mockingly sticking their pinkies out at me, and those horrid giggles… even Wanda can’t help but laugh as I try and categorically fail to break from my handcuffs— to end this God forsaken, naked nightmare.

The only thing that changes as I thrash and wither with shame is I knock Ruby off my chest, but sending the depraved redhead to the ground gives the room an even better view of the throbbing rod between my thighs. Fareehah flashes an enthusiastic thumbs-up as Beatrix’s tongue finds a new home outside her mouth. Tess fights a losing battle to keep her hands away from her crotch, and Wanda bites her lips like arousal is going out of style.

My face is scarlet, my swollen penis is bared to the world, and a fucking battalion of sexy women are leering down at me like I’m the sexiest object alive.

This must be the most humiliating day of my life.