Keith asked me to join him and I walked to the center of the game room. "Yesterday," Keith began, addressing the men, "Heather promised she would dance on the pole for me tonight." The men applauded politely. I could feel my face turn red and I wasn't even sure what was going to be done to me. I hoped this wouldn't be too embarrassing, I wasn't a very good dancer but, knowing Keith, he would make it as humiliating as possible for me.
"Shortly, we'll all go to the next room where Heather will fulfill her promise." he continued. "But first, she must be prepared; and the lovely Tina", he nodded to Tina who was still flushed wearing only a blue g-string and high heels, "will help get Heather ready."
Keith took a step away from me and said, "Tina, will you strip Heather naked, please?"
There were ten men and Tina in the room and I was going to be stripped by the other woman. Ten minutes ago I was humiliated because of the skimpy underwear I was being made to wear and now I was humiliated because the skimpy underwear was going to be taken from me.
Tina walked up to me and whispered, "I'm sorry, baby, if I don't do it, Phil promised I'd be tortured by these guys all night." She unsnapped my bra and slid it off my arms dropping it at me feet. I gasped as she caressed my breasts and tweaked my nipples for the entertainment of the men and to increase my humiliation.
Tina, being a woman I guess, knew exactly how to tease my tits to have the greatest effect on me. My nipples got hard and I could feel my pussy get damp. Tina sure did have great hands. She ran those hands slowly, lightly, down my sides tickling me and played with the strings on my tiny panties. The guys were encouraging her to go ahead and take them off, some even suggesting what she should do to me after they were removed; mostly involving her tongue and fingers and my hairless pussy.
She took the strings at my hips in each of her hands and slid the panties down as she knelt down in front of me. All of my charms were now fully displayed for the men who had been undressing me with their eyes for the past hour. They were cheering and saying things about my body and what they'd like to do to it when Tina leaned in and put her mouth on my hairless pussy lips. It was like a French kiss; her lips on my pussy lips and her tongue teasing just inside the entrance to my pussy without actually penetrating my, now, very excited little hole.
I groaned and grabbed Keith's arm to keep my balance. I even spread my legs a little more to give Tina better access much to the delight of the men gathered around enjoying the impromptu show. She put her fingers inside my pussy and I moaned as she reached into me and pulled out the cylinder that had been the source of my torment for most of the night. Tina stood up taking her lips from my wet pussy and I moaned again, this time in frustration.
Phil stepped up behind Tina, reached around and grabbed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed causing her to yelp. "Keith said he wants her naked," he said squeezing her nipples even harder and giving them a little twist, "Take off her high heels, too." He let go of her and I could see tears in her eyes but she didn't touch her angry red nipples. I could see that she'd do whatever they told her to do to me to try to avoid punishment.
She knelt down in front of me again and unbuckled first one, then the other five inch heel and I stepped out of them. Tina was a couple of inches taller than me; and, with me barefoot...all over... and her in her five inch heels, she towered over me. Keith handed Tina padded white ankle cuffs. She knelt in front of me again and put the ankle cuffs on me. When they were buckled tightly, Tina stood up.
"Now that Heather is ready," Keith announced, "Shall we go into the next room where Heather will entertain us?" He took me by the hand and we all walked to the next room: me, naked as the day I was born; Keith, Phil, and Tina and eight men most of them strangers to me.
The room was as big as the game room and there were very comfortable chairs and sofas set up in a circle around a round a stage about five feet in diameter lit by spotlights leaving the rest of the room in semi-darkness. Most alarming to me was what was on the little stage.
In the center of the stage was a pole sticking up about three and a half feet. The bottom half of the pole was metal; the top half was a hard rubber inserted into the metal portion of the pole so the height could be adjusted. On the top of the hard rubber pole was a dildo about seven inches long and about six inches around. I knew exactly where Keith intended for that dildo to go.
I squeezed his hand and looked at him, pleading with my eyes not to make me do this. He leaned down and whispered, "Trust me, Kitten, before your little dance is done, you will be enjoying it. You may even thank me."
I did trust him. But looking at that dildo, my cuffed ankles, being totally naked, and ten men and Tina watching; I didn't think I would be thanking any one. He took me onto the stage and led me up to the pole. Tina came on stage and knelt at the pole and lowered it until I could stand over the dildo. She raised the pole just enough so the dildo was rubbing against my wet pussy lips.
The dildo rubbing against my pussy felt good and I moaned and the guys began to laugh and make comments about my being so excited. What could I say; they were right, between the stimulation from Tina and now the dildo and the humiliation of being stripped naked in front of all these men, I was excited – very excited.
Tina put a little lube on the dildo and then raised it until about five of its seven inches were buried in my bare and very vulnerable pussy. I gasped and Tina ran her fingers up and down along the inside of my thighs getting me even more excited.
Tina told me to spread my legs until my feet reached the clips in the floor. I hadn't noticed them before; the clips were about thirty-six inches apart with me in the middle which spread my legs fairly wide and gave the guys a great view of the dildo going into my pussy. As I spread my legs the dildo sunk a little deeper into my exposed pussy and I was starting to feel really stretched and full.
Tina locked my ankle cuffs to the clips on the floor and now I was trapped on the dildo with my legs spread. I could move my hips because the rubber part of the rod holding the dildo was flexible enough to allow some movement but as long as my feet were locked in place I wasn't getting off of the dildo.
Keith was standing back a little watching Tina work on me. Now, he came forward and put a leather harness over the front of my shoulders. The best way I could describe it is to say it was like wearing a backpack, but there was no backpack. In place of the backpack was a leather pad with a D-ring attached. Keith attached a chain from the ceiling to the D-ring; it was not holding me up, but I could not lower myself. Basically, it would prevent me from losing my balance and falling.
While Keith did this, Tina raised the dildo until a ball at the base of the dildo was resting against my already excited clit. I hadn't noticed the ball before but it had long fine rubber bristles all over it to tickle my clit. Tina made another adjustment; the dildo was deep enough and wide enough in my poor pussy to make me feel full but not uncomfortable.
Keith stepped behind me and attached leather binders to both my upper arms. I couldn't see what he was doing but he attached my left wrist to the binder on my right upper arm and my right wrist to the binder on my left upper arm. This effectively crossed my arms behind my back pushing my breasts out highlighting my now hard nipples and keeping my arms and hands up high enough so as not to obstruct the guys' view of my cute, bare, little ass that they hoped would soon be wiggling and shaking.
I could hear the guys talking about my body and how being naked, shaved and spread made me look. They noted the position I was in and described, in great detail, some of the things they would like to do to me. Their comments, while embarrassing, were getting me even more excited.
Being completely naked, spread and unable to stop anything from happening to me had me so excited and humiliated I unconsciously started rotating my hips on the big dildo. I was rubbing the dildo against those oh so sensitive spots inside my wet hole. This was not missed by the guys sitting around the stage and the things they said to me got me even more excited and I could feel wetness leaking out of my stretched pussy.
I found that if I rose up on my tip toes, I could move my clit away from the ball with the long bristles which helped stopped the stimulation to my clit, at least. However, going up on my toes caused my legs and ass to tense up making them look even sexier for my audience's pleasure.