You are out of sugar.

"Jake!" You shout before he gets too far. "We are out of sugar."

"Seems like you aren't allowed to cum then until we get more." He replies.

"C-can I go get more?"

"Yeah."

"Can I wear clothes?"

"You would get arrested if you didn't. No Underwear though."

"Ok..."

You go back to the men at the door.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any sugar, but I am going to get some now." You say.

"oh, oh! We will go with you." One says.

"Uh... Ok, but I gotta get uh... dressed first... I will meet you out front, give me five minutes."

You close the door and go to the bedroom As you are cleaning off your face, Jake grabs you and fingers you to the edge again before he rips your panties off. He hands you a shirt and a skirt. You notice it is new, he must have bought it without you knowing, same with the shirt. You pull the skirt up to where you normally would but your whole ass and pussy ore on display. You pull it down until it covers you but your pubic hair is showing out the top. You have a thin strip that rises above your pussy, Jake called it a 'landing strip'. The shirt seems to be a standard button up blouse. When you put it on it feels a little tight. You manage to button the buttons up until the ones for your chest. Either your breasts are too large for this or the whole shirt is too small, either way you can't button all the buttons. As long as no one looks down your shirt, you should be fine.

Jake comes up to you and hands you your phone.

"I set an alarm on here to go off at semi random intervals. You are to bring yourself just to the edge of climax everytime it goes off no exceptions. No cumming until they have their cup of sugar. And You must give it to them while they are here. good luck." He says.

You put your phone in your purse and meet the guys outside. Their jaws nearly hit the floor when they see you. You understand why when you glance down, your breasts jiggle obscenely as you walk. You think they think you are a huge slut, but you try to ignore your embarrassment.

"Let's go." You say as you walk past them.

You unlock your car and step into the driver seat. The three men follow shortly after, two in back and one in the passenger seat. You start driving. You turn on music to dissuade conversation.

Your phone alarm sounds.

"Dammit, so soon. " You mumble to yourself.

You take your right hand off the steering wheel and place it between your legs. You stop at a red light and close your eyes and imagine something sexy. Something that will make you cum quick. The image of theses three guys taking turns fucking you pops in your head.

"Oh god." You moan as you almost cum.

You put your hand back on the steering wheel as the light turns green. You are pretty sure they didn't hear you over the music. You arrive at the grocery store. You rush in speed walking. You ignore your breasts definitely spilling out of your top as you stroll right to the sugar aisle. You pause and see the three men have kept pace with you. Your phone alarm goes off.

"Guys can you block me from view for a minute." You ask.

They look confused.

"Just surround me until I say to stop." You say.

They do so, thankfully with their backs to you. You slide your fingers inside you once more. Your nerves and embarrassment are keeping you from getting there. You up your game and slide a hand to your breasts. You feel a button pop off but you ignore it. You do manage to eventually get close, and then stop in frustration. You tell them it's time to go and they follow you to the checkout. You buy the sugar at the 5 items or less self checkout and head to your car. Once inside your phone alarm goes off again. You reach between your legs as they enter the car. The one getting into the passenger seat looks at you but before he speaks you say.

"You can watch if you stay silent."

You don't hear a peep from any of them but you hear the two in back trying to see. You try to make it a good show for the guys and spread your legs as much as you can in the car. You pull your breasts free from the shirt and pinch and roll your nipples between your fingers. You get close, and stop. You are breathing heavily now.

"Why did you stop before... you know?" Your passenger side guest asks.

"I'm not allowed to... you know." You reply breathlessly.

"How come?"

"It's the rules of the game. Now please this is embarrassing, let's go." You say, starting the car and the music.

You drive home without incident. You hear a sound from your phone. You think it's the alarm at first but then you recognise it as your ringtone.