Toyed With

I feel the last rays of sunlight then, as it slowly turns dark ... save for the deck lights, anyway. I resist the urge to shiver, as I rather not give them the satisfaction of seeing me move from the cool seawater. All the same, I'm quite aware of the rather obvious goosebumps all over my body. My nipples stand out from my mammaries quite stunningly .. far more so than normal, given my aroused state and the chill of the seawater coating my skin.

They chatted a bit, sitting around the desk, clearly enjoying the sight of me so naked and helpless before them. I try to spit out some of the seawater that somehow got into my mouth, but find it difficult due to the ballgag still pressed hard into my mouth. It was then that Heather spoke up, her words caught my attention as different than what they had been speaking of before, "Hey, need a footstool? I have an idea ...", her voice smug.

I heard her stand up, casually walking over my way, followed by silence for several seconds, with just the sight of her silhouette moving toward me giving any indication of movement at all. I gasped then, my muscles tensing as I felt her hands rubbing over my body, followed by a hand brushing through my hair, softly across my face, and then down my side. I hear her giggling, as she makes me wait for several seconds before reaching around and disconnecting me from the pole. I feel her hauling me up forcefully, but before I could get a good footing, I found myself getting yanked around, almost dragging me along as I'm shoved before her. I submissively move along ahead and find myself led into the center of the cadre of friends. she gives me a shove, before speaking in a rather smug, authoritarian tone, "Get down on all fours, Servant. Common, be a good Slut for your mistress, and you may get on our good side." They all laugh at that, harsh to my ears.

Shocked, I nonetheless nodded, submissively going on all fours before them. In movements, I felt one pair of feet, followed by another, and then two more, being placed upon my back. I gasp, feeling the weight on both shoulders now have a pair of feet on them, along with several upon my spine. Heather spoke up again, quiet but commanding, "What a good submissive little whore ... you are ever so much fun to play with, you know?"

With that, she casually turned, sitting down slowly, before putting her feet on the small of my back, warm instar contrast to the sea breeze, or for that matter, the salt water I was drenched in. I gasped softly as I felt her feet digging into the small of my back along my spine, eliciting a soft moan from my lips. My legs threatened to buckle as she groped my ass, giving it a slap hard. I moaned as she cupped my ass then, even as her heels dug into the small of my back. She giggled softly to herself, smacking my ass again hard, before leaning back, pressing her feet hard into me.

She giggles softly as someone puts their legs and feet up and on my ass cheeks, followed by a guy placing his feet n my shoulders, and another pair of feet on my ass. I gasped under the strain, made worse by their feet pressing into me, quickly leaving me with everyone using me as a footstool. I gasp again, managing to hold myself on all fours, even as they press themselves into my back. Heather's amusement was clear, and she took a sip of her drink, putting it down before smugly declaring, "There, that's much better, isn't it?" They all made a sound of agreement, including Ashley, "Oh, indeed. I knew she'd have a value somehow."