Great. Doesn't that sound like fun. Joe wandered off while Roxy was undoing all the knots, and that gave Roxy a chance to whisper in my ear. "And no getting yourself off. If I catch you sneaking around somewhere and doing yourself --I'll make this payback ten times worse. Do you understand me? You acted like a little slut one too many times and now you're gonna look and feel like one for a whole weekend, hear?"
I just glared at her. It felt so good getting out of those damn cords and feeling the circulation return to my hands and feet. Shaking, I stood up and walked over towards the grill.
I had a problem. I was still really turned on from being so exposed in front of all the guys. Not only was that adding to the shaking, but every step I took made my thighs rub together and sent little shock waves right to my clit. It made walking almost unbearable. When I got up to the patio table I grabbed on for dear life.
Roxy gave me a look. She knew what was going through my cunt--er--mind. Not good.
Maybe if I thought about something other than my clit. "A-anyone want a beer?"
"Sure," several voices responded. I headed into the guys' kitchen. I could see their bathroom down the hall. Nobody would see me slip in and--uh--relieve myself. Wouldn't take long given my current state.
I took a chance and headed down the hall. Just as I was closing the bathroom door, a hand appeared above the doorknob. It was Joe! What did he want?
"Um, Roxy said I have to watch."
"What?"
"To make sure you don't--um--get yourself off."
This was unbelievable. Thanks to Roxy I was supposed to let this asshole watch me go to the bathroom?
I finally got him to look the other way and managed to pee. That didn't really take care of my problem, but it helped a little. Until I slipped past him in the doorway and my boob brushed his arm. More tingles right in my crotch. Judging by the front of his shorts I'd say it was nice for him, too.
The burgers turned out to be delicious. Being horny all afternoon gave me an appetite. Once I had a couple of burgers and a couple more beers in me, I settled down a little. I started noticing how much attention I was getting from all the guys. Which continued to infuriate Roxy. Really--what did she expect? It seemed like every few minutes one or another of the guys had to rearrange his pants a little. And every time I noticed, I felt that yummy little tingle between my legs again.
After everyone had finished and I had rounded up all the dishes and trash, we noticed it was only about 8:30. The guys started talking about going out somewhere to hear some music and drink more beer. I thought that was a great idea. I still wasn't that comfortable with three sets of male eyes constantly fixed on my tits and pussy. If they all took off, I'd finally get a break.
"We're headed for the Loose Caboose. You girls want to come?"
"Sure!" Roxy answered.
"What about--uh--Susie?"
"She'll come, too. It'll only take her two seconds to get dressed. Come on, hon."
The Loose Caboose. Great. I started getting a really bad feeling. Sure enough, she hauled me back to my bedroom and started going through my closet.
"This'll be perfect." She pulled out one of my favorite outfits--a matching skirt and top with big round buttons all the way down the front. I put it on. I guessed she wasn't going to let me wear any underwear, and of course I was right about that, but I started to feel better. The blouse didn't show too much and the skirt wasn't that short. She handed me some strappy sandals with big wedge heels, and I got a little makeup on while she was in her room changing.
Suddenly she reappeared holding some big scissors and before I could even react she snipped off the top button of my blouse.
"Roxy, why did you do that?"
She held out her hand. "Put it in."
"What?"
"You heard me. Put it up in that hot little pussy of yours."
"You're joking, right?"
She pulled the scissors out of nowhere and snipped the bottom button off my skirt.
"Honey, I'm going to explain tonight's rules and if I were you I'd listen carefully. Every time you disobey me, you lose another button. And guess where the button goes. And if you waste time getting it in, I'll either snip off another button or ask one of the guys to help you with your little problem. Now if I were you I'd spread those legs and get busy."
Damn. Where does she come up with all this?
I hesitated, but when she flashed those scissors at me I put my foot on a chair, spread my labia with one hand, and pushed the first button up my pussy with the other. I guess I was still pretty wet and turned on from being naked all afternoon, because the button slid right inside me. After I pushed in the second button my vagina definitely felt full. Plus now my fingers smelled like pussy. I reached for a Kleenex but Roxy grabbed my hand and yanked me into the hall and out the door.
I still had three buttons on my top and two on the skirt, so I was pretty well covered, but I couldn't afford to lose any more buttons, especially down below. Plus, I could feel those buttons slipping around inside me every time I took a step. They were acting just like Ben-wa balls. So that's why she was so intent on my wearing this particular outfit! It took a total bitch to think up such diabolical ways of torturing another woman. No problem for Roxy.
Joe had this awesome Z sports car. Great to look at but not much for room. We had to work at it, but finally all five of us managed to squeeze in. Roxy sat in front with Joe, and I was in back between Steve and DJ. Roxy got the guys excited by telling them all about the rules and how I wasn't wearing any underwear and what I did with the buttons. She even made me hold out my hand so the guys could smell the pussy juices on my fingers. I have to confess hearing five other people constantly talking about my pussy started to get my motor going.
Then Joe said, "How do we know for sure she didn't slip a bra or anything back on when you weren't looking, Roxy?"
Brother.
"Good point," she answered. "Susie, just to make sure, you'd better unbutton your top so we can all double check that."
I looked at her, then at Joe. "Are you kidding? Right here in the car in the middle of South College?"
It was dark in the car but I saw a blur and felt a snip. What the hell was that? I realized Roxy was reaching around and over the front seat with those damn scissors in one hand and my button in the other. Crap. Now I only had two buttons on top and I was showing a LOT of tit.
"OK, hon. Better get unbuttoned PDQ."
I undid the two buttons I had left. My blouse fell open. My boobs were completely on display in a car on a very busy street. Good thing it was dark and I was in the middle.
"Damn! This is great!" The guys were loving this.
She held up my button. "Are you forgetting something?"
"Here? You really want me to do that here in the car?" She waved the scissors at me so I quickly took the button from her. Slowly I scrunched down in the seat, spread my knees, and propped them against the backs of the front seats.
Of course it had to be Joe who got the ringside seat. He turned all the way around and looked right up my scrunched-up skirt. I tried to keep my crotch covered with my left hand but he saw a lot.
He licked his lips and said, "Who opened the tuna fish?"
I gave him a killer glare. Like that made any difference.
"It does smell like total slut back there," Roxy said. "You boys be sure to check real close and make sure that button goes all the way in."
That was all the urging DJ and Steve needed to lean over till their faces were practically in my crotch. I clamped my left hand tighter over my now not-so-secret places and as fast as I could I pushed the button up inside me with the fingers of my right hand. If my vagina seemed a little full before, it definitely felt crowded up in there now.
I sat up straight just as we pulled into the parking lot, and frantically tried to straighten out my clothes.
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