Made To Cope

As I watch, My Master's smile broadens at the sight. I find a small smile of my own on my face, which is interrupted in surprise as he grabs the towel from my arms, and pulls it away. I'm now standing naked and surrounded by strangers. More than a few are around, grabbing, groping, and pinching. I gasp in shock as I feel my arms being swiftly spread wide, leaving me completely at their mercy

My exposure was made all the more prominent as I found my legs also being spread apart, making my shaved mound all the more obvious. It's then I feel a hand on my ass and notice she's taking photos of us together. The crowd shouts encouragement to its members, calling for more and more of the same, as some record the event, while others move in to play, at my expense ... of course.

I hear my master chuckling as my arms are held far apart, leaving me completely exposed and helpless before them. He watches intently, and soon I see him taking photos with his phone, clearly enjoying my humiliation at their hands. It's at that moment several of them at once are grabbing, groping, and pinching my body. I manage to keep my muscles from tightening up, though my cheeks grow a deeper shade of red. It's at this moment I felt one, and soon after a second, pair of fingers, reach into my pussy, stretching and rubbing at my clit. I feel myself orgasm swiftly then, hard as their fingers move deeper into me and along my clit. It's not long after that I hear myself orgasm before them, which is being captured by at least one guy with his phone. I feel hands on my thigh then, making my pleasure heighten that much higher. I feel my legs quiver every so slightly as pleasure rushes through me, and the whole time I hear amusement from more than a few.

All the while my master does not speak up but rather chooses to enjoy it, letting it play out freely from the sidelines. I grow aware of how my cheeks slowly become a deeper shade of red from my embarrassment to be touched, groped, slapped, and pinched by so many catches up with me, but manage to remain relaxed and casual. Eventually, he does speak up, though even that does not prove to be as helpful as I would have hoped. "I see you have met my slut. She's such a naughty thing, isn't she?", he paused, and I heard more than a few words of agreement. After a few seconds passed, he continued, "She doesn't mind being the center of attention; not even being grabbed. I'm sure she would not mind some company. In fact, I'm sure she loves it if you were rather forward with her. Isn't that right, Slut?" He spoke with an air of confidence, and with a hint of casual demeanour more appropriate for a news program. The hand full of individuals in the lift chuckled at that, and soon I found them crowding around more closely than before. Hands now also found my mammaries, rubbing along their sides, followed soon after by hands pinching my nipples.

I sheepishly nodded back, managing to smile back before saying, "Of course. Anything for you, Master." By now my cheeks were a deep shade of red, though I still submitted to them, and allowed my arms to be held far and away from myself. I glanced their way, even as I felt one of them slap my ass, before rubbing it softly with their palm. I heard myself moan softly, as fingers moved in and my shaved mound and along my clit.. I felt my legs spread wide apart, and someone comment about how damp my shaved mound was and how I 'must have been enjoying the attention.

Then, one of the crowd walks toward me, and as I turn my attention their way.