Sheila's Turn

I have to wait, time passing slowly, as the college males, who I was supposed to be serving, sat above me. Naked, with a secure ballgag in my mouth, I had little choice but to wait. I felt pleasure on my spine as I find myself being made a footstool for some, while my casual heckler sat astride my shoulders. I moaned again, feeling someone slap my ass hard as they walk past. Another hand soon rubbed my already red, sensitive ass, before it grabs me tightly, and after goosing it, slapping me hard enough to push me forward a few inches. Laughter and catcalling are all that result as I manage to put myself back into place, even as I notice how close my cheek got to one of the table legs.

I felt the weight keenly, my ass exposed, and my shaved mound visible to the world as I moan once more. I find myself enjoying it all, even as I did my best to remain in place, standing on all fours as they ate. Knowing how exposed I am, I found myself rather excite by the whole experience. As I wait, I find myself left to wonder how many people may even now be looking, and maybe even taking photos of my exposed mound. I find myself wondering how long it will take, before disregarding the thought, as I gasp and moan, feeling another hand rubbing upon my exposed backside.

Once they are done eating, my heckler declares, "I think it's time we took our good play slut out and around once more, lest the guests forget how fun our little plaything can be.", to which I gasp through the ballgag, as the collage males laughter seems to fill the room. I felt another slap upon my already bright red ass, and I let out a moan at the sensation. Remaining on all fours, I slowly walk back out from under the table, feeling him slowly moving himself down my spine, and I submissively play along. "Let 'em get a good look at you, my hoe."

I moan as I'm made to slowly parade around the room, naked and exposed for everyone to see. Not that I minded, truth be told. My body was awash with pleasure, and I was aware that if I could put a hand to my puss, it would come aware wet. As I made my way around, Sheila returned. I felt her hand rub softly upon my shaved mound, "My, it seems you must enjoy being put on display. What a submissive slut you are, aren't you?".

I gasped, still on all fours. I gasped aloud, surprised, as the college-age man grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. My view rose in time to see Sheila walk around on my right, and soon attach a fabric collar around my neck, with a matching lead going from it to her hand. "Want me to show you off, Slut? I think you do!". She practically cooed as she spoke. I found myself enjoying the idea, as she pulled me close.

The college guy moved to the side, intrigued at what she had in mind. Quickly, Sheila singled for me to rise, and I obediently did. Once standing upright again, she gave my lead a playful tug, and I followed her, a smile appearing on my face. I was led to a table, and I managed to remain casual, as my all too exposed nakedness was placed directly in front of a trio of young men. "Look at this naughty little slut. She insisted on playing the role of a naked submissive and pleaded that she get to meet new people that way. Can you believe that? Would you believe she wants you to reach out and touch her exposed skin?"

With that, she whispered into my year to put a foot up on the seat, and make my shaved pussy that much more visible. I smiled a naughty expression back, before slowly doing just that. "Go on... you can touch her. She's likely getting wet just at the idea, that's how dirty this slut is." As I wait, I can tell they are interested, though they appear to be apprehensive, as if they are unsure this is real ...