Close Scrutiny

I soon found my gaze meeting his, but I submissively looked down and away moments later. I had caught him leering intently at me, slowly looking over my naked body, and not caring. He had a nasty smile planted squarely on his face, and he cackled loudly as I looked down at the ground. His laughter only became louder as I shivved a bit in pleasure, and I felt orgasmic pleasure shooting up my spine just then like lightning.

I gasped in surprise then, as I felt his hand roughly cup my breast, but I kept my gaze faced downward. His grip tightened upon my exposed breast, squeezing it tightly, and eliciting a moan from me.

He laughed loudly, holding his hand upon me for several seconds before letting go. "That's the submissive little trollop I knew was in there somewhere ... and you'd keep behaving if you know what's good for you, skank." He kissed my cheek then, just before my left ear, before getting up. I dared not look, all but feeling his gaze falling upon my exposed flesh. Suddenly, I felt him slap my ass swiftly, and I just barely managed to keep my balance then, and he laughed loudly before walking away. It was then I felt a drop of moisture run down my thigh, reminding me how this public exposure aroused me, though I'd expect it would be best if they didn't know.

Quickly, I could others watching my direction, starting from both sides of the street. It was not long before someone drove by, and I'd swear I caught them staring in my direction the whole way. I caught more than a few wolf whistles aimed my way, and more than a few were women. Young adults seemed to be the least discrete of the bunch. I caught quite a few, some in groups, openly gawking at me, snapping photos as they loudly gossiped about me.

I heard more than a decent share of activity behind and around me, but I dared not look, and chose to seem as submissive as I could, hoping not to get the attention of their ire.

Time seemed to pass slowly, as I remained quite naked and exposed, kneeling before them. I could feel some discomfort in my knees from remaining on them for so long, but I dared not move. The sun slowly set in the sky, and the winds picked up around dusk. I could feel the cool spring breeze swirling around me as if the hands of those who stared at looked at me before were caressing my naked and exposed body.

I felt goosebumps forming on my skin as the temperature dropped, reminding me it was still spring. My nipples quickly stood out further before me, becoming hard as the breeze picked up. My curves, already quite apparent, would only stand out more, as my body reacts to the lowering temperatures.

As it grew dark, I started to wonder if it would be better to simply leave and strike off on my own. I could risk it, but then again, given what I've already been put through, I dare not invoke their ire by being caught trying to leave now ... and besides, I've been enjoying being theirs...