Upping The Ante

I gasped, naked before them, helplessly bound, gagged, and on a short leach from a professed friend of a guy who worked at the lost-'n-found desk at my new condo. I gasped, as I stood next to her, and it was not long before one of them paid to get a few shots of me naked. "Ok darling, you going to be a good hoe and pose for the man who's paying for these photos, and maybe get me a drink?", to which he laughed, a leatchous grin on his face, as he stared over my way.

I tried to speak, the sound so distorted I had to remember what I was trying to say, before letting out a sigh and nodding back her way. With that, he quickly walked up, handed her some cash, and the next thing I knew, I was being felt and moved to fit as a pin-up for him. I gasped, moaning softly as I was made to stand naked and exposed before them, enjoying every moment either despite or maybe because my nakedness was so exposed. I felt him grabbing at me then, holding himself next to me with a hand on my bosom, as he posed next to me, joining in on the shot. His hand moved to my waist, and then he bent me over as if pounding me.

Once he left, others took his spot. Some took photos and had me change how I stood before the camera like playdough,, though more than a few grasped at me, groping and pinching my helpless nudity as they took photos of us together, and all the while she made all the profits. I soon found myself hoping no one noticed the wetness forming between my legs, as my bound, helpless nudity was grasped, pinched, slapped and groped by a crowd of complete strangers.

It did not take long before, as she took a shot before they wanted me to drink, to which she agreed others could buy me booze. The ballgag was soon removed, but only long enough to give me a sip of something clear... and burned on its way down. I gasped once I swallowed it, the ballgag swiftly going back into place, and at least as tight as it had been before. In what felt like no time at all, though it was sometime later, one of the patrons inquired, "How much for a bit more than a chance to look at her?"