" Chris still had his arms tied behind him and was being propped up by Dump and Snotty so could offer no resistance. He soon found the cock completely...down his throat and he coughed and sputtered in response. Tears streamed down his face and ropes of saliva drooled down his chin onto the floor. Lines formed up at his head and rear, guys waiting to pierce one end or the other. Some were impatient and chose to slap his face or buttocks until they were a bright pink. Several guys leaned down into. I react by brushing my hand down the middle then tickling her stomach then unbuttoning her shorts as she exhales, down the belt my finger detect warm moist then a jerk as my finger parts her pussy lips. Pulling her close I whisper to her that it appears she has a need and I tell her she is a good girl putting me first, she say's thank you Master as my fingers enter deeper as I tell her "Still" only for her breathing to turn to panting. Guiding her head down to my rejuvenated member I command. I joined her, pulled out my racquet, and we got started. The first strange thing I felt was reaching under my skirt to put a ball in the pocket of the panty. It felt so weird! And as I moved and bounced around, I felt the skirt lightly touching me; again a foreign sensation.But there was one thing I had not expected: whereas shorts felt constraining, I felt somehow freer in the skirt. I felt like I could stretch out further, run better, and get to more balls. In fact, I don't think I ever. A number of the women murmur their agreement.The grubby men that have been guarding our little group look up, startled that a captive has spoken."Quiet, you," snaps one of the bigger ones.It is hard to tell if he was one of the ones whom captured me or not. They are all dressed in greasy bear hides, that look like ponchos or capes. Badly sewed together leggings and they all have lanky unwashed hair and beards."What?, It is a simple request. Some Wa-ter-for-Us," I enunciate out my words.