Walk on all Fours

. . .is walk on all fours." after a moment of silence, he continued, "You heard right. We want to see you lower yourself onto all fours, walk to say the kitchen and back, And put yourself down real low, such that your shaved mound is rubbing against the tile floor and you can feel the grout with your nipples low. Think you can do that?"

By now I'm completely naked, outside of my shoes, and very much dazed by the suddenness of the event, but decided it's best if I just played along at this point. I didn't before, and now I'm naked, so who knows what will happen if I act like it's not there now? I smile at them, trying to keep it as casual as I could, despite the oddity of the situation. "Sure ...Yeeea, I can do that." As I speak, they all become quiet as they intentionally watch me, and my every moment. I shoot them a casual smile before turning around and bending over until my knees hit the floor. I feel a slap on my ass, followed by a holler of excitement from them as I lowered myself toward the tills below. I put my hands out before me, and once on all four, start to slowly inch forward on my forearms and lower legs.

I barely get a few feet before I heard from behind me, "Common you can go lower than that. Rub it!" I let out a sigh, even as my smile broadened. I lowered myself further to the ground then, and soon I could feel the chill of the tiles upon my shaved mound. Goosebumps, already present to some degree, form to a much greater extent upon my nipples and pussy lips now that they are in direct contact with the floor. Speaking of being aware, I was also quite aware of the additional eyes watching me, as I moved myself along. I had some attention before to be sure, with me being naked and all, but when I toss in crawling close to the ground? Yea, that's going to get people to pay attention. One of those was Sheila, who was giggling from the greeter's station. She looked at me, then the college males, watching me, and then back to me. "Well, at least you're willing to play along this time. That's a good start."

I let out a gasp, part in surprise but also in pleasure, as I start moving slowly forward, my sensitive nips and mound all too aware of the coolness they were touching. I could feel each groove of tile as I brushed myself upon them. I moaned then, as my nipple suddenly passed over a corner edge of a tile, its sharp point poking me as I made my way across. It seemed to take forever, but I finally made it to the kitchen. At least one of the back staff grabbed a photo of me, as I squirmed about on the floor, naked. I moaned again, as the change in titling surprised me, the older flooring made each corner stand out that much more prominently than the lobby's floor ever did. I slowly turn around to make my way back. As I re-enter the lobby, I see many of those there, both staff and guests, are staring my way. I try to remain casual, even though my naked body is plainly visible to everyone.

It's by then I wonder if the college kids were trying to humiliate me, but it's too late now. Not seeing a better choice, I remained on all fours, my body pressed against the tile floor, and slowly moved back to their table. I heard chuckles from several directions at once as I moved along the ground on my hands and knees. I felt a slap on my as from Sheila as I passed by the Greeter station. She wasn't the only one who sought to rub, slap or pinch me as I passed by. It continued until I reached their corner booth. Many more eyes were watching me this time, which did not change when I returned to their table. When I got there, I felt a hand rub across my cheek.

Soon after he got up and moved around to stand behind me. He rubbed his hand on my ass, before slapping it. I gasped in surprise, eliciting more laughter from his friends. I was almost compelled to press tightly against the tile floor, from head to tail, and yet wondering what did they have planned next.