I lay still, naked, exposed, excited.

People are bustling around, taking no notice of me.

The smell of food wafts through out the room.

A mask is slid over my eyes. My arms rest down by my sides.

Leaves and flowers are placed on and around my body.

Covering my shaved pussy, my thighs and my stomach.

Small portions of food are now placed on my waiting body.

My breasts are left bare, for all to see. Nipples hard.

It's almost time. I can feel my body humming with excitement.

The room is now empty of people. All except me.

Time moves slowly and I try to breath evenly.

A door opens and I hear voices.

A small intimate party of 6 men sit in chairs around the table that I am displayed on.

I try to calm my racing heart and keep my body still.

All the preparation has been for this night.

My fantasies are coming true.

The men begin to talk. Business. Numbers. Meetings. It's a whirl of sound all around me.

I feel a slight pressure as someone takes food from my body.

Then again. And again.

An accidental brush of skin on skin. My lips twitch and a smile spreads.

I lay there and I feel weightless, invisible but sexy and desired.

Someone's hand rests upon my arm. Their fingers are slowly moving. Stroking.

They're not supposed to touch me. But I want them to.

My lips part and a slow shaky breath escapes. I wonder if they heard.

I feel another hand at my right knee. Fingers sliding up my thigh.

Their business talk continues. No one acknowledges me.

I feel someone's hot breath blowing the leaves that cover my pussy.

The leaves fall to the table top and I am exposed.

My hands almost move to cover myself. But I stop. I want them to see me.

The powerful feeling washes over me. I am theirs to use as they see fit. It's what I wanted.

It's what I want.

More hands touch me. It's almost overwhelming. So many different ways of touching, rubbing, stroking, sliding.

My breasts are touched, my nipple pinched and twisted slightly.

I can feel wetness pooling between my thighs.

Fingers are at my hips. Moving down. Touching me there. Rubbing my clit. Oh.

A moan slips out of my mouth as my legs spread and a finger slips into my folds.

My mask is pulled away from my eyes.

What I see around me has me squirming on the table.

The men are standing, cocks in hand, stroking, jacking, looking down at me.

Two sets of fingers rub at my pussy and I am so close to climax.

I watch them with their cocks in hand. I lick my lips. I want them all.

My back arches on the table and crying out I shatter in front of them. Wave after wave of orgasm takes me.

They watch me as they stroke. Their cock heads glistening.

One looks into my eyes and says "beg us'.

I know just what he means. Please, I beg, please cum on me.

They smile and increase their movements.

One after another empties their loads onto my body. Groaning, grunting, calling out.

I am in heaven.