She asks for assistance

Frustrated, Julie saw no other option than to call out to the two men. She could not stay trapped in the hot sun like this all day. Still, it was a terrifying idea to invite these strangers over to her. She was totally helpless, naked, sweaty, ****. It took her some time before she could get the words from her lips, but she ultimately committed and asked them over.

The two guys looked at each other, smiled, and began walking over. Julie gulped. They walked right up to her, standing very close. They were a good bit taller than her, making her feel even smaller and more ****. She felt her nipples harden. Was she getting more aroused? It had to look pretty odd for sure. She was bound in such a way to accentuate her perky breasts, lifting and slightly squeezing them. With her nipples hard, they stood out front and center.

"What are you doing here? How did this happen?" One guy questioned.

"Well... It is sort of my fault, a little bit. I was trying to get these ropes off. Do you think you could help?"

"Yeah sure but why are you tied up?"

"I got caught by... well it doesn't matter. Can you untie me?"

They looked at her for a moment, then at each other. One said:

"Man, I'll leave it to you. My girlfriend would kill me if she found out I even saw a girl like this."

He told his friend they'd catch up later and walked off. This left Julie alone with this one man. He looked back at her and began stalling. Of course he was in no hurry, so he asked her a few more questions. Julie tried her best to give brief polite answers, hoping he would hurry up. She told him as much, saying she was afraid more people would see her. The man grabbed unto the rope wrapped around her chest. Julie held her breath. The grazing touch of his hands gave her goosebumps. She shivered a little, it felt good to be touched.

The man noticed her reaction too. He fumbled with the knots for a bit, but then placed on hand on the side of her chest. Julie said nothing. His hand slowly crept over, up the side of her breast and then gliding purposefully across her nipple. Julie gasped a little. His hand stayed there, now massaging her boob, softly at first, then harder. Julie still said nothing. She felt like a real slut, but she couldn't help but feel lust. She was bound up, in public, being fondled by a stranger. It was a fantasy she didn't know she had, but she was getting very, very aroused. The guy turned her a bit so he was positioned half behind her. He kept playing with her nipple with one hand, while the other wrapped around her as he grabbed unto her hip.

Julie was facing the open square. Anyone might walk in on this scandalous scene at any moment. His hand moved from her hip and across her lower belly. She let herself rest against his body presses behind her. His fingers reached for her pussy, beelining for her clit. Julie let out a stifled little moan. As soon as he touched her there, he let go of any reservations and went at it hard. His movements were strong and clumsy, but in that moment it felt so good. The sudden and intense stimulation after such a period of building arousal, humiliation, and public exposure had left her already on the edge, and this was almost too much. He rubbed her clit hard and fast. She was already wet when he began, but now she was soaking. She closed her eyes and let it all happen.

His other hand now pulled on the ropes behind her, freeing her from the fence and loosening her arms while keeping the rope otherwise wrapped and draped around her. He guided her to turn her around, facing the fence and bent her forward with a firm hand in her back. She grabbed unto the top of the fence, and felt his hand grab unto her ass. Next, two of his fingers penetrated her. First only shallow, then slow and deep. She felt her eyes roll with every thrust. She was gonna cum any second! She wanted it so bad.

But suddenly he stopped. She heard him mumble something and suddenly speed off. She turned around, out of breath and dripping wet, to see a small group of tourists staring at her with shocked faces. She quickly covered her tits and began running too. She fled into the alley and ran in between old houses and passageways deeper into the village and back up the hill. Her pussy was sensitive as hell, and she was still ready to cum. But she didn't dare to stop running. When she finally made it to a decent hiding spot overlooking the beach, she was trembling hard. Fuck. She wanted to get herself off so bad, but she was playing a very risky game. She should really get back to her hostel before she was going to get caught for real by the police or even more people.