Being led around on a leash was bad enough, but being used to advertise a chance to see me naked made it even more humiliating. This was another new experience for me, and I found myself very turned on by it. Damon thought of it as getting every bit of business advantage he could from my body, but little did he know he was giving me new adventures in exhibitionism, and I was loving every minute of it!
He made sure to have me back, and tied into the frame, well before the promised 4:00 start time.
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Another difference from the first day was that they didn’t tie my boobs up. I asked Damon about this, and his reply was that they wanted to take it a little easy on me since tonight was going to be the big end-of-show party.
After the first morning, I’d had frenzied, passionate sex with Eric, then been able to sprawl on the bed in our hotel room, reading and watching TV. Tonight would be a very different evening. After a quick break for dinner, I’d be off to the party, and a night of nothing but sex.
And wow, was I looking forward to the party. After two days of being naked and on display, I was beyond excited. I was really counting on all these horny businessmen to provide plenty of nice hard dicks to satisfy what had become almost an ache between my legs as the evening approached. Finally, the show ended, giving me just enough time to change and get myself ready for the party before needing to meet Damon at his room.
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Me being tied up and naked in the Roped Up booth on the show floor was just the “teasing” part. Tonight was where I got to live up to the promises that Damon and his crew had been making to all their old and new customers about getting to have fun with the booth babe.
The suite was full of horny guys when Damon ushered me in. There must have been a dozen guys, most of them wearing suits that had not been that impressive even before having been stuffed in a suitcase. I recognized a lot of the faces as ones that had stared at me lustfully during my time in the booth. They all looked anxious to get what Damon had promised them, which was the chance to actually have their way with the naked girl they’d been drooling over.
The suite was a large one, with a wet-bar that looked well-stocked with various types of beer, and enough liquor for every guy here to have his own bottle. Shiny pink and gold streamers hung from the ceiling, someone’s idea of gang-bang decor.
I felt a bit underdressed in that crowd. The second I’d stepped across the threshold, Damon had pulled off the voluminous rain-coat he’d had me wearing as we walked through the hotel’s hallways. Underneath I was wearing a lacy, see-through purple bra, and matching panties. Transparent five-inch heels were the only things I had on other than those two skimpy bits of lingerie.
A guy rocking a comb-over exclaimed, “Ho-leee shit. And we really get to fuck her?”
Based on their hungry expressions, he’d asked the question that was on the mind of every guy there.
Damon gave a laugh and made an expansive gesture, throwing his arms wide.
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