She told me to come home dressed in my prettiest, sissiest stuff.Heeled, caged, plugged, gagged and locked, like I was delivered to themto that motel ...ast night. And to bring in all my sissy things. So, hereI am, sitting uncomfortably on a greedily inflated butt plug, drivingitself deeper into me with every bump, making me moan and bite down on alarge white ball gag, pushing the pedals with hot pink five-inchstiletto fuck-me pumps locked on my feet, struggling to breath againstthe corset,. I was lying on my back with my eyes closed, when I could sense someone was looking at me. Slowly I opened my eyes and saw Enzo and his friend Marc hovering over me. Raising myself slowly, Enzo and Marc waved and said hello. Both had big smiles on their faces.All I could do was wave back.As they laid their stuff out, they took positions to my right and left. When they were settled, they asked if I wanted to go for a swim or maybe have some suntan lotion put on me.Feeling the heat, I said,. While one bent down to look on one side, the other guy whipped out his dick (sorta flaccid but getting more erect by the second) and pissed in the toilet.Something about seeing that anonymous cock through that cum encrusted hole made me tremble with excitement. A gasp escaped my lips, and I groaned as the other guy started stroking his cock by the opening for me. I think the third stayed by the door to watch for people.I lifted my hips off the toilet, and grunted to the glorious sight of two. There were patches of dry rock which were ideal for nude sunbathing. The girls and I stripped off and after a short walk on the snowfield lay back on a rock to admire the breathtaking views of the snowy ridges on the horizon. I found the scene soporific enough to doze fitfully. My awakening was the huge shock of being pelted with snow by the girls who ran off laughing and screaming . I dashed across the snowfield after them only to be repulsed by another barrage of snowballs fired with.