While holding my wrists firmly in his one hand, the man behind me, slowly unzipped my dress with the other.
My body was in an instant panic, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even struggle. I was much too scared, and yet, strangely elated, realizing that I was now on display before an unknown number of horny men.
With my dress removed, I wore nothing but a black garter belt and shear black hose. Hands pinned behind me, my breasts jut forward like two missiles, n*****s tightening as they hit the air. Beads of perspiration ran down my skin, down forehead, neck and sides. Between my legs, I was sure that my p***y gleamed with female nectar. The lewd pose forced on me was sure to provoke the carnal lust of my captors.
In front of me, a man attacked my crotch, quickly finding the dampness be
