Yes

Renee felt the trunk drop jiggling her chest slightly. Her breath began to quicken as she realized she had gave her position away. She could hear the trunk unlock followed by a collective "Whoa" from the several guys now looking at the prize inside, a redheaded teenage female, with her treasures on display, bound and blindfolded.

"What do we have here?!" A squeaky voice teenager declared

"Pl..please...I need some help…" Renee softly let out before being interupted.

"You need some clothes…" an older voice spoke. Several snaps of a camera went off as Renee struggled only causing more attention to her unrestrained breasts swinging wildly.

"You ain't even trying to cover yourself." The older man shouted as he removed her blindfold. She could see three men. The squeaky voice teen laughed giving away his pimply face and brown hair, the older man matched his voice, a elderly silver haired man who was scolding Renee just kept shaking his head. The third was one of her oldest childhood friends, Zeke, whose jaw was still dropped seeing what he had only dreamed of.

"I'm cuffed and the key is…" Renee stopped looking Zeke in the eyes, which were clearly glued below her shoulders.

"The key is in my va…." She bit her lip looking down at her crotch then back toward the trio who were now leering down at her muff. The pimply boy instantly drove towards her but was flung back by Zeke with a simple push.

"You two. Leave. I'll handle this."

"Whatever...I'm going on my break. Kids these days into some kinky ass stuff..." The elderly one sighed walking off pulling out his pack of cigarettes. The sleazy one looked at Zeke, back at his phone, and decided to take a break of his own. Zeke turned back toward Renee as he lifted her out of the crate and against the wall.

"What happened?"

"Tracy. Her gang stripped me back in my happy place, and...and oh Zeke…" she started to shed a single tear thinking upon the past several hours of being **** to be naked. She had been crushing lately on Zeke, and her current display was the last thing she wanted. But she was happy to be in the hands of a friend for a change.

"And the key?"

"It's really in there…" she began to blush looking at Zeke who kept his eye contact with her own.

"Do you want me to get it out?"

She nodded vigorously, instinctually spreading her legs to her ever growing mortification. Zeke raised an eyebrow as Renee looked away in shame.

"Do this before?"

"You'd be the first boy to touch me there…" she winced remembering Vanessa's luring touch. Renee closed her eyes as she felt Zeke's fingers began to rub at her wet pussy. She let out a slight moan, thrusting her hips toward him, allowing his fingers to slip in with ease. He had secured the key and removed it as Renee let out an aroused shout of the objects leaving her body. "Thank..you…" she muttered, as she threw her head back with a huge smile on her face.

"Zeke, what the fuck?!" A tall lanky man who was Zeke's manager shouted as Renee shot up and tried to run away not wanting to her her friend in trouble. She instantly fell because her shoes were stilled tied. She managed to wiggle free of her shoes, getting away in her socks. Her hands were still behind her back and secured, as the sudden stranger appearing had sent Renee into a frenzy forgetting all about the key. Up ahead she could see a door to her right and a security guard barreling toward her. With ****, Renee slipped through a door on her right not caring about where it would lead.