A look at the goods and a test of flexibility to get them started

Rachel smiled as seductively as she could while downing a third drink. It sizzled down her throat, landing like burning oil in her stomach before spreading downwards like a fiery rush to warm her loins. The men stared at her lustfully, smiling appreciatively as she licked her lips.

"Yummy," she lied, then giggled a little tipsily. "I swallow," she winked, and they laughed.

"How about showing us what you've got to offer, Rachel?" Bobby asked, running his to the top of her dress.

"Oh!" she cried out as he pulled it away, her breasts stretched outward as he pulled.

"Oh ho!" he exclaimed, eying her pierced nipples and the loops. "Clever girl. Her top is held up by loops attached to her nipple piercings," he told the men, reaching in to fiddle with the loops from the collar.

"I like it better without the collar straps," he told her as he undid the straps from the collar.

Rachel smiled bravely as the weight of all the sequins tugged on her hard little nipples. "Whatever you want," she winked, making Bobby laughed in delight.

"Hey, you look like you're pretty athletic. Were you a cheerleader?" one of the guys asked.

Rachel shrugged. "I was a gymnast for awhile, and a dancer, but I never got into cheerleading," she told him. Seeing his disappointed she added impulsively, "But I can do the splits as well as any of them!"

"Oh really?" he perked up. "Both kinds? How about showing us?"

Rachel smiled, raised her arms above her head and sank abruptly into a forward split. It wasn't until she was doing it that she remembered the stockings attached to her labia rings, and the sudden splits yanked on each lips harshly, bringing a scream she barely concealed as a grunt.

"Damn!" the man exclaimed, a couple of other guys making similiarly appreciative noises. Rachel tried to keep the smile on her face, allowing herself to duck her head so they wouldn't feel the grimace of pain. It felt like she'd torn her lips from her body, but if it impressed them then maybe it was worth it.

"Now the other way," the man said eagerly.

"Looks like you've got a fan in Earl," Bobby chuckled.

Rachel bit her lip as she rotated slightly, placed her trembling hands on the sticky floor and pushed up, managing to rotate her legs from front-split to side-split. The pain in her lips remained, but seemed to lessen as the stretch was spread more evenly. Even so she wondered if the holes of her piercings might have been pulled out of shape.

Regardless she looked up with a fixed smile and a triumphant expression. She even accepted one of the drinks and downed it gratefully, willing the **** to dull her sensations.

"Since you're down there," one of the guys said, stepping forward with his hands unzipping his pants.