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purred in my ear that she would help me learn how to use them and be there whenever I had questions. I was under Lydia's spell, anxious about wearing nothing but a bikini during poker night, then suddenly relaxed with the combination bodywash and lotion that Lydia used on me. As the tips flowed and my libido betrayed me, I was shocked when Mike put my bikini up for bid, surprised when Lydia helped me take it off then took it away from me, but humiliated when everything spun into a massive gang bang style orgy at my expense.

I think I collected 5 orgasms, 3 that I'm sure about, know that Jeff, Danny and Mike had sex with me, and awoke later, naked in bed with Lydia and Mike at 1:30 in the morning. After I peed, I stressed myself out because I looked around in the dark and could not find my clothes. None of them, not even the stupid bikini. I moved to lay between Mike and Lydia, trying to calm my nerves because I was worrying about being the prize at the golf outing later today. Lydia stirred, held me, purred "I love you Princess" and I sighed. Then I awoke at 8:34 and smelled bacon. I looked around, the room was empty, and I was still naked. After I peed, I looked for my clothes but didn't find any. I was standing there confused, concerned and conflicted about so many things when Lydia appeared and purred "Mmmm, morning Princess." I exhaled, she was naked except skimpy black panties and a silky rode that was wide open showing off her perfect body and large chest.

Lydia held me, eased back to kiss me softly, then took my hand and said "Breakfast is almost ready baby." I gasped "I'm naked" but Lydia smiled "Well I can fix that" and she slipped off the robe, took her panties off, and left them there on the floor as she led me downstairs. I was mortified and the look on the face of the man polishing the furniture said it all. Lydia led me to a huge kitchen I had not seen and Mike smiled as he said "Good morning sweetheart." I gasped "I can't find my clothes" as my hands came up to try to cover my large chest and bare pussy.

Damn, I used the word pussy again.

What was happening to me?

Lydia pulled at my hands and said "Relax baby, we're safe here. Learn to love your body." I swallowed and stared at Mike. Not only was he naked and buttering toast, but his thing was so big, so hard. I stood there inhaling, exhaling and realized I was getting wet, then Mike asked "Can I get a hug from my favorite person?"

I looked at Lydia, she had to be his favorite person, right?

But he was smiling at me.

Oh boy.

As I got closer I bit my lip because his thing was really big, thick, and so hard. He was so hard. I was nervous as Mike hugged me, and it startled me when his thing... ugh... his cock, okay? His cock was between my legs and he HAD to feel how wet I was. Mike held me and whispered "No one will ever know any of our secrets." Somehow as he held me his hard cock was rubbing itself against my wet lips and I tried to hold it in, but I moaned. Mike eased back, the tip of his cock pressed against my lips and I panted "Mike..." He smiled into my eyes and said "You are so beautiful Julie" and then he slowly pushed inside me. I felt my knees go weak, my body was warm, and I moaned as Mike sank deep inside me while he started kissing my face. I was lost to all of it, swept up by the moment, and he was moving inside me while he held me against the counter.

I swear Lydia was watching us while drinking coffee.

Mike moved inside me, slowly at first, then when I gasped "I need to lie down", he slipped out and lifted me, carrying me to a room with two huge couches. Mike laid me down then wasted no time moving between my legs and entering me again. Was this how it was now? Was I his plaything? Some kind of sex toy?

Was it possible to rewind a few days and decline modeling for him?

Mike was moving faster inside me now, seemed to really be into it, and despite so many concerns at the moment, I closed my eyes and held him. At least he was good looking, kind, treated me great, and his cock was big. I was lost in thought, wondering who was going to be at the golf outing? Would they like my cute outfit? Would they try to hook up with me? I was so mortified where my mind went that I was gripping Mike and screaming through a full blown orgasm when he stiffened, grunted, then came inside me.

I'm not sure how the pill works, but after last night and today, maybe I could double the dose?

Once he was finished, Mike kissed my lips, told me how special I was, then asked me if I wanted to take a shower. I was confused so I asked "With you?" Mike smiled and said "Sure."

Something tells me I talked myself into that one.

Lydia said "I'll keep breakfast warm" and just sat there naked because she was so hot, who would complain? She sipped her coffee and scrolled on a tablet, while naked.

Talk about confidence in herself and body!

Upstairs, Mike was very attentive and seemed more interested in my body than washing up. I'm not dumb. Sure I'm blonde and was a cheerleader, but I'm not dumb. I asked Mike "We're more than boss and employee now, aren't we?" Mike asked "What if we continue with the payments when you model something or are asked to do something outside your few duties?" I said "I don't know Mike, it feels icky sometimes." Mike asked "Okay, what if Lydia bought you a car, signed everything over to you, and made sure you were safe the few times we ask you to try something on or to be our distraction?" I sighed and asked "So the poker game and the golf outing are just the beginning?" Mike said "Since we're openly discussing it, yes, there will be more events, and you will be well compensated."

I was still standing there under the shower spray with my eyes wide, mouth open and my brain paused. Mike reached in to turn off the water, handed me a towel, then asked "Can you recall a point where anyone made you do anything you didn't want to?" I mean at least a couple times there was touching, rubbing and feeling in the office, not to mention the unwanted sex moments ago. I didn't say that though, I just stared at Mike who said "I love you Julie, but I never expected someone as innocent and pure as you to be begging Jeff and Danny to fuck you last night."

I gasped "WHAT?"

Mike was drying his legs off when I asked again "What?" Mike said "We were betting on a hand when someone touched or rubbed you, in fairness you were naked and frisky which surprised all of us, and then out of nowhere you leaned against the table and said "Fuck me." I gasped "Frisky?" Mike laughed "That's what you heard? You came out of your sweet, innocent shell last night and asked three men to fuck you, but you're worried that I described you as frisky?" I was so embarrassed that I asked "Can I have my clothes? I want to go home." Mike nodded, led me to the bedroom, and son of a gun if they weren't neatly folded on a huge chair along with the bikini and the envelope filled with cash.

I was staring at all of it when Mike said "I would never do anything to hurt you Julie and deep down you know that. More importantly, I have never seen Lydia take to anyone the way she has you. She's not being facetious or petty when she calls you Princess. She's really taken by you." I huffed "But I've never done any of this stuff before." Mike said "Relax and trust us, I do have to apologize for something though. I assumed it was okay to fuck you earlier. From now on, any intimacy between us has to be consensual, is that okay?" Besides feeling shame at hearing the ‘F' word, I gasped. What was the right answer? I was numb and overwhelmed, so I nodded and sighed. Something told me Mike, and probably Jeff and Danny were going to be expecting more sex from me after last night.

How did I get into this mess?

I got dressed as quickly as I could and didn't even realize Mike had left me alone in the bedroom. I went downstairs and both Mike and Lydia were still naked. Plus he was hard again. I mean Lydia is ridiculously fit and beautiful, so he should be hard if you think about it. I felt guilty and didn't know why as I stood there gripping my phone in one hand, and a bag Lydia gave me that had the gifted boxset of dildo and vibrator, the stupid bikini, my brand new pair of NEW BALANCE sneakers, and my wallet with the envelope of cash in it. Lydia smiled at me and asked "You don't want breakfast?" I said, "I need to go home." Frowning, Mike came closer to me. I really tried to ignore how hard he was, but he was REALLY hard. He said "I don't understand Julie. What are you not happy about?"

I swallowed and tried to talk but my mouth felt dry.

Mike shook his head and said "Take that bag over by the door and show up at the Country Club by noon. After lunch, we'll head out on the course and your instructions are simple. Be cute, beautiful and flirt with the men that will be with me. Distract them so that I can beat them and take their money. More importantly, I need them to do all their shipping through us. At no point are we asking you to do anything uncomfortable. Just smile, flirt and be you." I looked at Lydia who smiled at me and asked "Do you want to go look at cars on Monday?" I blinked and breathed "Uhh..." Mike shook his head and said "Please go home Julie. Your lack of gratitude concerns me. Lydia and I need to have a conversation."

I gasped then just took the bag by the door and left.

At home mom huffed "Oh, well look who finally came home" She narrowed her eyes at me and asked, "Since when do you stay out all night and not call me?" I was muttering "But..." as she said "Your father spoke to Mike and is not happy right now." I gasped and felt real fear. Mike told daddy the stuff we've been doing? Oh God. I was panicking and then daddy came into the room, handed mom an empty glass, and said "Nice of you to come home. I am not happy with you little girl. You didn't come home last night and left your mother to worry all night. Then Mike Clark calls me and says he doesn't understand your behaviour the last couple of days."

I gasped and ran to my bedroom.

I rushed to shove the box with the dildo and vibrator into my panty drawer and covered it with as many as I could. Mom came in and asked, "What is going on with you Julie? You have never walked away from your father when he was talking to you. Why didn't you call me? I texted you three times." I looked at my phone and exhaled. A missed call from mom, one from dad, one from my friend Jackie, a text from Shaina, and three texts from mom. I sat on my bed as mom said "Your father says you have a work thing this afternoon. I would like you home for dinner so the three of us can talk about your sudden change in behavior." Mom left my bedroom and I laid back to cry.

Everything was spinning out of control in my life. Mike, Jeff and Danny used me like a sex toy last night, and I can't even tell mom or dad about the incident with the skirt and sheer blouse or what happened with the lingerie at the office. I was confused now, because it felt like each situation had seemed to push me a little further each time out of my comfort zone. By the end of the week, Mike had almost gotten me comfortable being naked and exposed around him.

I inhaled as I sat up.

Could it be? Was he pushing me? Testing my limits? The discussion in his office where he turned everything around on me as if I were the one acting out at work, seeking or causing the exposure incidents? The sexual acts including being touched, fingered and even sex? Oh my God. Was the whole thing with poker night a test to see how far they could go? How far I would go? Oh God. My mind was racing when daddy came in and said "I'm sorry for being short with you baby, but letting your mother worry is one thing. We can get past that, but why is Mike confiding in me that the last couple of days you've been insubordinate, even sassy at work. Why would you talk back to your boss at work? Do you have a good reason for doing it?"

Yes.

But I couldn't tell daddy that. So I sulked and said "No."

Daddy frowned and said "Mike said this golf thing is important, so you will go, do everything you are asked without question, smile like you're having your best day, and when it's over, thank Mike for including you." I exhaled as I nodded but Daddy said "Later at dinner, listen to your mother and apologize. I think a Sunday afternoon shopping with your mother will be enough penance as long as you promise me no more issues. I just don't expect stuff like this from you baby." Daddy hugged me then left my bedroom. I put my money with the rest and sighed. It was a lot of cash. I felt dirty for some of it, but it was nice to have it. Even though I had taken a shower at Mike and Lydia's house, I got undressed, took a shower, and washed my hair. Mom and dad had left to run errands, so I sat on my bed in fresh panties and a t-shirt while brushing my hair.

Even though I had a lot on my mind, I couldn't figure anything out, so I went to the kitchen to get a snack. I had missed breakfast and Mike had been clear that I was expected to have lunch with him and whoever he was playing golf with. I had toast and an egg, so kind of a mini breakfast, and was back in my room drinking from a water bottle when Lydia appeared. I didn't even hear her come into the house. She had her long black hair back in a ponytail, and was wearing a cute blue miniskirt that was very daring and similar to the one with the zipper I tried on the other day. It was paired with a cute crop top that enhanced her large chest and I smiled as she said "I know it's been a tough morning so I came to help you get ready for the golf outing." I huffed "Mike told daddy that I was sassy and talked back." Lydia said "I adore you Princess, I always have, but more so now. I will only say this once to you because I think you want love not hate, happiness not sadness."

I blinked but listened as Lydia said "If you want the perks we're trying to give you, then you have to stop questioning everything. Trust us and stop doubting us, okay?" I sighed then Lydia pressed close to me, kissed me softly, then purred "Let's get undressed so I can help you get ready for golf." I hesitated and Lydia asked "Is this you listening and trusting?" I shook my head and then stripped off the t-shirt I had on. My nipples were stiff and achy and I realized the panties I had just put on were wet. Lydia wasted no time getting naked, and peeled my moist panties off me before kissing her way slowly up my body.

Wow, I was already wound up and she had just started.

After she kissed slowly up to my heaving breasts and teased both of my nipples, Lydia smiled at me seductively before licking me on the way back down to my soaked pussy. Yeah, it takes some getting used to thinking ‘cock' and ‘pussy', but thankfully I didn't have to say them out loud. Yesterday when Lydia went down on me it was amazing, mind blowing and mostly a blur. It was also my first time with a girl. This time I felt all of it and wondered if it wasn't the best orgasm I've ever experienced. As I lay there gathering my thoughts, I wondered, was I a lesbian now, or maybe bi?

Then I gasped for even thinking about it.

What was happening to me?

Lydia was very attentive in the shower, had me excited, aroused and wound up, my entire body was excited, but when we got out to dry off, she said "Take this bliss that you feel right now and channel it. I brought the lotion we used last night. I will pet you like a kitten, get you dressed, and you'll be done with the golf thing before you realize it." I was dizzy with arousal, Lydia sure knew how to get me excited, and all the attention she paid me was addictive.

Man, I want a boyfriend.

I stood naked and still while Lydia rubbed lotion seemingly everywhere. God I was so horny that I didn't care if I used the word ‘horny'. It felt like I needed sex and it was a warm, curious feeling. I was dizzy, happy and seriously aroused when Lydia dumped the bag and my brain froze. For a ‘cute golf outfit' there wasn't a lot of outfit. There wasn't a lot of anything. Lydia seemed happy as she handed me the smallest, thinnest, sheer light pink thong I could have imagined and waited. What was I supposed to do with it? Floss? I put it on carefully because it was snug, thin, and felt like it might tear.

I mean, the thong was so thin, tiny and see through, what was the point of it?

Lydia held the white skirt, if you could call it that, down by my feet and smiled up at me. Oh God, even with the total body bliss, simmering orgasm, and strong arousal, I had a really bad feeling this was going to be ‘poker night' part 2. I stepped into the lack of skirt, Lydia slowly, sensually moved it up my legs, settled it at my waist, and sighed as if content. In the mirror, standing still, I could see the thong. Oh God. That meant everyone would. This didn't look or seem like any skirt that would be worn on the LPGA, let alone a decent golf course. I shuddered as the thought that it was suited for a porn set crossed my mind. I panted "Lydia" but she stood, smiled at me, kissed me softly, then said "One look at you and those guys will be throwing their money at you and begging us to take over their shipping."

Why me?

Wasn't there a hooker or pornstar somewhere looking for work?

With no bra, of course, Lydia helped me slip into a ridiculous sheer white third sleeveless top. Not half top, if it was divided in threes, someone else had two of the threes. It was closer to a vest than a blouse, had two solo buttons, one just below my large chest, and one at about nipple height that seriously strained to stay buttoned. I couldn't move and for sure I could barely think. I looked like a stripper about to jump out of a cake or maybe about to surprise a bachelor party. There was no way I could go outside wearing this, they would arrest me and then daddy would disown me.

Mom would go to Church and never come home.

I fought really hard to breathe "Lydia, I don't think..."

She touched my lips with a smile, whispered "Shhh..." then said "You'll be fine. Everything fits you, if I wasn't already in love with you, I for sure would be now, and don't worry. The manager of the Country Club is on this. Maybe some men will stare at you and wish they could be with you, but Mike will make sure nothing happens."

Did I die?

Was I in Hell?

I don't remember stealing, lying or running over someone's cat.

Why was this happening?

Lydia said "So to keep the surprise until it's time to distract the men, I brought you an oversized hoodie. Just do everything Mike tells you, relax, and after the outing, I will take you shopping with no limit. You can buy as many outfits and shoes as you want. You're my first girlfriend and I'm going to spoil you."

So many questions.

I was her girlfriend now?

That's the one that rose to the top, but the words "Daddy is mad at me and I have to come home from golf to get talked to" are what came out. Lydia blinked then asked "Is that so? I told Mike not to call your father." She exhaled and said "Don't worry Princess, by the time golf is over, your father will tell you that you can spend the night with me and think it was his idea. I love you Princess, want me to help you with the shoes?"

My brain was broken so I nodded.

Lydia sat me on the bed, breathed "So beautiful" and I had a vivid image of when I used to play with my BARBIE's. Damn. I was her personal BARBIE. Is STAR TREK real? Maybe they could beam me up to one of the ships and fly away? With the shoes on, I stood there blushing, embarrassed and humiliated as Lydia took like a hundred pictures of me four fifths naked. Sorry for using math, but I just wanted to die. She opened a bag I hadn't noticed and the ultimate slap in the face was that the hoodie said "DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL" on it.

That's me whining if you're curious.

Lydia pulled my hair up into a perfect ponytail that made me jealous considering it's my hair and none of my ponytails ever looked that good. She fiddled with the hat, and aside from looking like a slutty pornstar hoping to get promoted, I did look cute. You have no idea what it took for me to say ‘slutty', but then again apparently ‘pussy' and ‘cock' are part of my vocabulary now, so whatever. Then, as if to add insult to injury, if that's the right phrase, Lydia pulled $300 in cash out of her wallet, handed it to me, and said "Just a little bonus from me." Then she asked me, "Do you have a safe or something?" Dressed as ‘Golf Slut' and feeling like complete trash, I went to the drawer, put the $300 with all the other money I've earned making questionable choices, and said "Thank you."

Lydia said "I'll put the sunscreen on when we get there, we need the lotion to work its magic and keep you calm. I don't know why you get so flustered, baby. If I had your body, I would want men's attention." I gasped "WHAT? Lydia, your body is twice as hot as mine." Lydia blushed, looked away, then actually seemed to pout when she asked quietly "Well then why don't you touch me? I know you're getting used to some of this, but..." She exhaled, looked down at the floor, then said "You know what baby, never mind, I'm being petty."

Now my brain was REALLY scrambled.

Sure, this was my first girl on girl relationship, but I was a bad girlfriend?

Damn.

With so much to think about I couldn't think and it didn't help that I was confused, distracted, conflicted, swimming in bliss, aroused and four fifths naked. Sorry for the math again. At the front door, Lydia helped me put the hoodie on. Then she said "I'm sorry Princess. I promise we'll have an amazing evening, just you and me, and if you want, we don't even have to go home to that stick in the mud Mike. After we go shopping and I spoil you like crazy, we can go to my beach house and just snuggle. I might even pretend not to notice if you have some wine." Suddenly we were kissing and I was thirty miles past wound up when Lydia pressed her forehead against mine and said "I have never felt like this for anyone, not even my husband."

I was dizzy, and I mean completely aroused, difficult to see shapes and colors dizzy. Lydia drove and I just simmered until she parked and smiled at me. God she was so beautiful. Lydia was fiddling with my skirt when she inhaled and her warm fingers were touching my sensitive lips through the wet thong.

I could feel the tingles of an orgasm building.

Oh no!

Even as I pushed past the haze and realized the thong was wet from my excitement, Lydia gasped "You naughty little girl. You've completely soaked that thong babe." I was mortified but Lydia laughed "Well, might as well give those jokers the full effect." Huh? Lydia said "Stand by your door and I'll apply the sunscreen. It has some of the same chemicals as my body wash and lotion, so you should feel good and relaxed." I sighed and panted "And horny" before I realized it. Lydia blushed as she nuzzled my neck and asked "Is my sweet little Princess horny?" I gasped "YES" and we kissed feverishly until she stepped back and said "Ok, let me put the sunscreen on." Again like her personal toy, I stood there as Lydia rubbed every inch of my exposed skin with the sunscreen.

If you've been paying attention, most of my skin was exposed in the ‘Golf Slut' outfit.

I was feeling really good, really warm and REALLY excited when Lydia walked me past the valet, the greeter, the concierge and whoever else made sure to stare at me in the hoodie. Just wait until they see me in the ‘Golf Slut' outfit! I was too far gone to worry about words and thought, maybe a week at Church could save me? But at that moment, I had vivid visions of being naked on the poker table and men taking turns...

Whoa.

Where did that come from?

As Lydia escorted me to the table, Mike stood and smiled while three men his age stared at me. There was a dark haired man, a sandy blonde, one with white hair, and they were very happy to see me. I sat down, Lydia nibbled my ear and breathed "Remember flirt and distract, get lots of tips, then quality time, just you and me." We kissed with no regard to who watched or cared, then she kissed Mike on the lips and said "Bye."

Hopefully you can remember because I'm worried I won't, but Mike introduced the men as Brett, John and Carl. Brett had dark hair and blue eyes, John had sandy brown hair and hazel eyes, while Carl had white hair and light blue eyes. A waiter put a plate in front of me, set what I assumed was a soda there, and left. Mike said "I ordered for you sweetheart. Our tee off is in about 20 minutes." While all of them started eating, I looked at the wedge of lettuce surrounded by cherry tomatoes, shrugged and ate. The blue cheese was good, I liked the real bacon bits, the tomatoes were juicy, and for a moment I didn't worry myself to death about silly stuff like values and morals.

Once we seemed to be done, Mike said to the men,"I'll meet you at the cart" and every single one of them took a long look at me, smiled, then left. Mike led me to restrooms and said "We could be out there for a while, so go ahead and go. You look so pretty today." I said "Okay" and went to pee. I sat there with my thong at my ankles and sighed. This might not be so bad. Sure I was dressed like a hooker who wanted to make new friends, but the guaranteed $500 with the prospect for more in tips was a pretty good motivator.

I ignored how wet the thong felt when I adjusted it into place, washed my hands, then sighed. I just had to get through this and then Lydia would spoil me. I didn't have a clue how to be a girlfriend. I mean, to a girl, so I hoped she would explain things to me when we were shopping, or maybe when we were snuggling. Mike crowded me when I came out of the restroom and he said "I want to apologize for calling your father. Not just because Lydia threatened to kill me, but because I mean it when I say you're special to me." I sighed, "It's okay, and thank you." Mike said "I've decided to increase the amount to $600 bucks for doing this, and told the guys they have to tip you. I'm pretty sure we're going to get their shipping business, and if we do, I will have the company pay you a thousand dollar bonus for your part in it. We'll get you a new car before you know it."

I almost fainted.

$600 instead of $500? Plus tips and a potential $1000?

I gasped "Thank you Mike" but he torpedoed my mood when he whispered "I would like it if these guys didn't find out we're sleeping together. I don't want them to think of you like that." It felt like someone punched me. I can't remember what that Renee Russo movie I watched with mom was called, but I understood the line she loved. "Damn, I'm a forgone conclusion" or something like that.

In my mind, Mike had sex with me last night without asking as part of the poker night gang bang orgy. When he pushed into me this morning I don't recall giving consent and I sure didn't agree to continue having sex with him, but I also resigned myself that he, Danny and Jeff were going to try to keep sleeping with me. I struggled with my emotions and forced a smile as I nodded and Mike said "Okay great. I want you to have fun, flirt and tease as much as you can, and the intention is to distract them from their game and while I'm discussing business."

I didn't want any more lectures, didn't want Lydia upset, and for sure did not want him calling daddy again. So I ignored my concerns and followed him outside to a beautiful golf course. People were everywhere and I frowned when I saw women in real golf skirts that had actual material and actually covered their private areas. Mike asked me "Are you okay?" I lied, "Yes, I just remembered something, but it's not important." We were standing by the cart with the three guys when Mike said "Get out your wallets. Time for the big reveal."

All three men were holding out what looked like $100 bills when Mike nodded and I was ready to unzip the hoodie, the one that ironically said "DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL." Mike touched my hand and said "Maybe a quick teaser for the guys." He beamed proudly as he announced a little too loudly "I got lucky when Julie came to work for me. I had no idea that the shy, pure and innocent daughter of my best friend was secretly an exhibitionist." I gasped, felt like I was on fire, and blushed bright red. Mike continued "She surprised me and some of my staff recently with modeling dresses, skirts, lingerie and bikinis. Some lucky young man will strike gold when he asks her out."

I looked towards the club house, then the parking lot...

Maybe I could make it if I ran?

Mike smiled, really proud of himself for diminishing my character, then said "Okay honey, unzip." If I hadn't felt shame and humiliation before then, when the lack of clothing, ‘Golf Slut' outfit was revealed, all three men stared at me as if I were their next meal, and we had just eaten lunch. Carl gasped "Jesus Mike, how do you find them?" He laughed "They just apply for work and I get lucky. Julie's special though, so none of you have a chance of stealing her away from me like you did with Kylie." John was smiling as I just stood there really close to being naked and wished a hole would open up.

The fun started right away though.

Mike collected the cash and promised he would give it to me after the outing. I didn't exactly have any pockets as you know. I also didn't have much material, so yeah. Anyways, the fun started right away as Brett laughed "How's this going to work? There's only seating for four on the cart?" Mike smiled and said "She'll sit on my lap of course, I can't trust any of you clowns." Carl said "I'll pay $20 to change your mind" but Brett laughed "$20 bucks? Are you nuts? Julie, how about $50 bucks and I'll make sure you don't fall off the cart?" I was blinking rapidly as Mike looked at John who smiled then said "How about this? There's 18 holes and three of us. Mike doesn't count because she belongs to him. I say $200 from each of us and she changes laps after each hole."

I gasped because I didn't belong to anyone.

Why did he say that?

Mike said "Let's see the cash. I'm in as well, you don't think I'm gonna let you three have all the fun do you?" I was both happy and sad, mortified and excited. I was making $800 dollars in tips for all four men to have me on their lap and very likely feel me up. I was suddenly worried when they would start trying to buy my clothes and whispered to Mike "Please do not offer anyone to bid on my clothes." He grinned and said "Thanks for the idea. No promises" and then cupped my ass firmly.

Oh God.

I sat on Mike's lap to the first golf hole, and just like I suspected, he rubbed, touched, felt and grabbed me as I figured he would. I was buzzing and that was not good as I stood there fighting my arousal while unsure what to do. They talked business, just like Mike and Lydia said they would, each hit a golf ball, then got back in the cart until we reached the actual flag and they all got their balls into the hole. I sat on John's lap now, but he just held me with his arms around my body. It was kinda nice. At the second hole, Brett asked if I would bring him his towel, and when I did, he handed me a $20. Nice. I gave the money to Mike who put it in his pocket, then gripped my arm. It didn't hurt, but it was a firm grip exuding control that I did not expect. Mike glanced at the guys discussing something and whispered "Stand across from the hole, find a reason to bend over, and count to ten."

I swallowed as I looked at Mike and a sudden wave of submissiveness that I cannot explain washed over me. I whispered "Okay" and Mike slipped his hand down between my thong and skin, rubbed then cupped my ass, and said "That's my girl." I went over and swallowed what may be the last of my pride, and well as my values, wondered when I became ‘his girl', then just bent over at the waist and counted to ten. Slowly. It felt like wave after wave of arousal washed over me, I could hear the gasps and deep inhales, and when I peeked between my legs, all four men were staring hard at me. Then I stood, my ponytail bounced, and even though I was blushing, I went and stood next to Mike. Brett just gasped "Damn" as John muttered "So fucking lucky" while Carl stared at me.

After they finished the hole, I sat on Carl's lap, he held my hips, but nothing happened. All through to hole five the men were subdued. Mike talked about business, and then at the sixth hole, Mike gripped my arm again. It was confusing because it felt like he was dominating me but he had never seemed aggressive before today. Mike whispered "I'm really close to them signing, so I need something drastic that you're not going to like." I tensed and inhaled "Wh... what is it?" Mike whispered and I froze in fear. It was that shocking. Mike stared at me and I withered, swallowed, then begged "R... really?" He nodded slowly, then said "Yes. When they're not looking, unbutton the top, act like it was an accident, and make sure it falls off. Toss it if you have to. Give them a good 30 seconds of staring, then act humiliated and put it back on"

Well... I wouldn't have to ‘act' humiliated.

I felt tears in my eyes, but Mike narrowed his eyes at me then said "Fine." He pulled a folded wad of cash out of his right pocket, peeled off a $50 bill, and handed it to me. I inhaled, exhaled, asked God for forgiveness, then asked Mike "30 seconds?" He smiled and said "At least." I exhaled and handed him the money. He put it in his left pocket, patted his right, and said "This is my money" patted his left pocket, and said, "And this is yours. I'm keeping track sweetheart and who knows, by the end of this next week, you might be at the dealership buying a vehicle with cash."

Was there a store that sold values and morals?

Mine needed to be replaced as of late.

As the men lined up for their putts, I faced away from them, fought my will and conscience hard, then unbuttoned the skimpy top. With a deep breath, I gasped "OH NO" and practically threw the top off my body. Everyone but Mike gasped, they stared at my bare breasts and stiff nipples wide eyed, but then I realized John was staring past me and seemed really concerned. I turned, saw what he was worried about, and felt true, real, deep fear. My top was floating in the murky pond, more than halfway across it already. I was mortified, humiliated, and it felt like my pussy was watering.

I was so upset and aroused that I didn't blink when I thought ‘pussy'.

All four men came closer and Mike said "That's too bad. None of us brought anything you could cover with either." Brett smiled as John and Carl stared at each other. I was stuck topless with like 10 or 13 holes to go? For real? Then I gasped "The hoodie." Brett, John and Carl looked towards the cart and there it was. Mike however asked "What's it worth to you boys for Julie to stay like she is and work on her tan?"

I gasped "Mike..." but he put his hand over my mouth and held it there.

For some reason it excited me, that's when I knew something was wrong with me.

After they discussed it quietly while I stood there topless waiting, it was Brett, the sleazier of the three men who came closer, smiling slickly. Uh oh. He had several $100 bills in his hand, and said "We came up with a compromise." Mike smiled and that worried me. Brett said to Mike "We would like to sign with you, run all of our shipping through you as of the end of the week." I was thinking that the only good to come from this humiliation and misery was the $1000 bonus Mike promised me if they signed. Mike inhaled, smiled and rubbed his hands together, but Brett said "There are two conditions." Mike swallowed and asked "And they are?" Brett said "We would like to compromise as to Julie's current predicament. Since she's into exhibitionism, we want to buy the rest of her clothes but let her put on the hoodie so that the Police don't end up involved."

I gasped and fell to my knees even as Mike said "Done."

OH NO!

Mike asked them, "What's the second condition?" Even as all three men stared at me in a lusty way that worried me, Carl asked, "Is Lydia available for the private consultation we had last time?"

What?

Were they...? Were they talking about sex with Lydia?

Like... like... like a prostitute?

What was happening?

How could my dad be such close friends with someone like Mike?

I wanted to scream that I wasn't an exhibitionist... as I knelt there topless and mostly naked in a pointless skirt and sheer, excitement soaked thong. Instead I watched as Mike accepted the cash, put it in his pocket, then shook all of their hands. He came over to where I was kneeling, reached down, and took my hand. He said "This is outside the scope of the original plan, so I'll add another $100 to your tips and pay for any outfit you chose, regardless of what you get shopping with Lydia later on." I gasped "Mike, why are you doing this to me?" My father's best friend glanced back at the happy men, stepped closer, and said in a seething, dark voice, "Choose right now. Continue to work for me and accept my help, or go home now and find another job?" I inhaled but Mike said very quietly "I would have no choice to disclose to HR the choices you have made and explain to your father why I let you go."

Lies and blackmail?

I gasped as I fell back to my knees and just cried.

While topless and mostly naked on a golf course.

Mike knelt, turned to the guys and said "Just need a minute here guys" and Carl waved in consent. Mike said "I do not understand why you have turned on me so suddenly, acting out, making me feel bad about everything I have done for you. Is this why you don't have a boyfriend?" I gasped "No" but Mike asked "Do you nitpick and complain about everything if it isn't your way? The way you want it?" I shook my head, and then out of nowhere Mike switched personalities, was sweet and caring as he said "These guys are so rich they could start their own banks, probably have trophy wives and fuck their personal assistants. You know what they don't have that I do?

I shook my head and Mike said quietly, "They don't have a beautiful, mature, 19 year old knockout blonde who is smarter than all of us, has the body of a fitness model, oozes charm and kindness, and has the curiosity of a dozen cats. You are walking perfection Julie and I cannot be the first person to tell you that. My wife would rather sleep with you than me." I gasped again as Mike asked "Can we get through today? You can spend the afternoon, evening and night with Lydia, and on Monday maybe we could have a private lunch and discuss your future. One that includes a brand new vehicle and more money than you can count."

I fought against every moral, value and bit of pride I have when I looked Mike in the eyes and asked "Do you promise not to let anything happen to me?" Mike looked me in my eyes and said "You have my word, nothing will happen that you do not want to happen."

I didn't exactly feel reassured.

Plus this whole time I had been topless and at least 50 people had seen me pretty much naked on the golf course, so yeah. Mike led me over to the guys. It was Brett who asked "Since no one is going to believe us, mind if we take a couple of pictures?" I gasped and seriously blushed but Mike said "Now boys, you nothing like that comes for free." Moments later Mike had at least $300 in cash and I had done it, I had finally sold my soul.

Sold my body for sure, and probably my soul.

Brett, John and Carl, as well as Mike, all had their phones out and took who knows how many photos of me as I slipped off the pointless skirt, swallowed as I peeled down the soaked thong, then stood there naked on a golf course. With seemingly no other choice, I let them take fully nude pictures of me. I even turned slowly while blushing bright red because, why not? Brett was breathing deeply as he picked the rumpled, soaked thong up from the ground, pushed a $50 bill into my hand, then smiled at me as he shoved it into his pocket.

Yeah.

Fully, completely humiliated, I put the hoodie on and I swear on my life all four men, including Mike, sighed. I sat on Mike's lap all through the next hole, but he mostly just held me. Carl tipped me $20 for bringing him his driver, but thankfully nothing else happened. Through the next hole I sat on John's lap, and of the three men, he was nicer, kinder, maybe even romantic. He held me but whispered "If I was younger, I wouldn't let you leave the bedroom, but for sure would not let other men see your masterpiece of a body."

I moaned. I don't know why, but I moaned.

John must have been feeling bold, I mean he spent a lot of time seeing me in the ‘Golf Slut' outfit, topless, and then naked. Now I was sitting on his lap completely naked except for the hoodie and hat I had on. My bare pussy had to be leaving a wet spot on his pants and to be completely honest, the strong urge to be naughty was overwhelming my usual choice to be proper and nice.

Sorry, I distracted myself...

John must have been feeling bold because his warm hands slipped under the hoodie to cup, hold, rub and squeeze my breasts. I moaned, who wouldn't, then his fingers worked at both of my sensitive nipples. I gasped "Please stop, you're making me so horny" before my filter had a chance to stop me. John was kissing and nuzzling my neck and shoulders as I writhed on his lap, and then...

John put his lips to my ear and begged "How much to fuck you?"

... yeah... to be continued!

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