Crowed Around & Played

I heard Michael chuckle then, looking down at me, smiling before he declared, "Sure, I don't mind and one can be sure she'll won't mind it. She may even enjoy it.", to which they laughed, before the new trio grabbed the rings from, as the crowd laughed and chatted. The new ground was made of a dark-haired woman in a revealing one-piece, a blonde in a string two-piece and a young man.

They started playing a round, though the first few shots were misses. I felt one bounce off my breast, another off my shoulder, and a third of my hip. At least they're having fun... well, so am I, I thought with amusement. They got better quickly though, and once more, I felt the weight slowly. increase on the suction cups of the pegs, which are clinging tightly to my exposed skin. I managed to hold myself in place, even as I felt the bonds of my arms keenly, making it hard to remain balanced. Naked, bound and gagged, I found myself enjoying the attention, hearing the overlapping conversation as a crowd slowly coalesced around us.

I moaned between some of the shots, keenly feeling the impact. Once their turns ended, another trio took over, as the crowd watched on, amused at the game being played. I managed to stay casual, and in place as they games, and they tossed the ring harder than those from before. I felt it more, though managed to remain casual as they slowly earned more points,

Several more rounds go on, as my new friends and the beachgoers begin to chat, having fun and making light of the whole thing, having fun at my expense, though I find myself rather enjoying it regardless. One of them pulls me up onto my feet, suggesting, to move me to make it harder. Michael nods, "Sure, whatever works. Doubt she'd mind."

With a cheer, I feel myself being moved. A few rounds are played with me standing, and once more just inches from the beach towel. After that, a group wants me to sit down, and kneel again, and I agree, amused as they help move me about. After that, one of them wants me to be in the water, to 'make it harder.", and with a cheer, they agree.

With that, Olivia took my leash and led me back out into the cool water, and I found myself kneeling... at chin height, the cool water lapping at my ball gag. I gasp but manage to keep my head up as they try to play the game, laughing as the rings float. It takes them a bit to give up, though at least they're having fun. Meanwhile, I'm left to feel the cool water once more, enjoying the attention.

I'm pulled out and placed in shallower water, so it's 'only' laps on my shaved mound as I kneel there, feeling keenly the cool spring breeze, as once more the water dries upon my naked and exposed skin. I still felt the waves splashing across my imimate folds, as they tossed the rings at the poles attached to me. If they miss though, the little rings amusingly float around me.

Several more rounds carry on this way before my friends are encouraged to play once more. With a small, they take back the rings and start tossing, much to the amusement of the collected crowd. I wonder how so many gathered. This time, Michael wins it, and everyone is happy to have seen it. With that, they all cheer, and share numbers, and soon I find myself alone with Michal, Nate and Olivia. The ring toss is soon placed in her bag and Mochael once more takes hold of my leach. Nate collects the beach towel. and soon where headed back to the car.

One of the crowd, naming the blonde in her revealing black one-piece and her friend in the string bikini, walks up, asking, "Hey, I know it's getting later but could we... take a few photos with your sub first?", to which they laugh, and I find myself amused with them. With a smile, Michal casually responds, still holding my leach, "Sure, we can spare a few minutes."

They cheer, and soon they are standing next to me, I feel them crowding around me, my nakedness being casually handled as they pose next to me. They take a few photos, using not only their phone but Michael. Oliviia and Nate's also. I do my best to remain calm and casual, even at times they grope and pinch at me. After a bit, several groups go through the process, taking photos to remember their time with us.

Finally, they take off. Meanwhile, I'm still naked, bound, and gagged, and I follow behind my new master and when we get there, I notice Oliva just happened to have pulled out a strap-on from her bag, looking at it. over, and quickly I notice I'm not the one only to see it...