You Can Stay

. . Against my better judgment, you can stay. Apparently, some of the men here in question can't get themselves to turn you away 'this late', and want you to at least stay the day". She paused, and let out a deep sigh before continuing, "The fact you also happen to be a naked whore who's quite willing to have sex with them may have played a role in that choice, but they did not bring it up. Big surprise there. So common, get inside."

I nod, not saying a word, as I was concerned the decision may change at the last moment if I did, and made my way up the path, and in the front door. Quickly, I was provided with something to eat, and I found myself being watched quite intently as I ate. I tried to be casual, as I sat there, my exposed breast quite visible to all assembled there. Soon as I was done, I swiftly felt my arms being grabbed, and soon I felt my arms being bound behind my back. I looked back and saw several well-tied knots holding my armed crossed over themselves in an 'x' pattern. I gasped as they did it, but dared not to resist, lest I find myself kicked out. My breast, already distinctive due to their size before, stood out that much harder now, as my shoulders were pulled back in the process of binding my arms.

Once my naked form was bound to the chair, they stood back and stared at me for a second. The girlfriend from before, who was standing by her boyfriend (Wasn't he the guy who pounded my ass before?), looked a bit more put together, and maybe a bit smug about herself. "We don't have a bed for you to sleep, though we'd allow you to stay the night with one of the 'boy's. Thing is, we want it to be his choice, and I don't trust you enough not to muck around with that. As such, if I guy wants you to spend the night, we want him to do it freely, rather than under duress from an attractive whore pressing herself upon him. And if no one chooses to grab you, I'm sure you'd survive the night naked and bound to that chair. Got it?"

I nodded once and soon saw her walk over, producing a gag. Quickly, as she brought the gag toward me, I obediently opened my mouth, and quickly it was bound in place, forcing my jaw open wide in the process, and making any attempt to speak next to impossible. I groaned through it once, and it came out 'muh mughh mughhhugugh?". She tested it, giving me an ample view of her bosom in the process, before standing back up. She smiled a naughty, predatory grin my way, before she said, "Now, let's see if anyone wants to spend the night with a whore." With that, she waved, jokingly kicked the chair leg a bit, before turning and walking behind me.

Naked, bound, and gagged, I was now completely exposed and helpless before a group of attractive, and possibly horny young men.