Young Slut Comes Into Full Bloom in City of Public Nudity

Jodi walks San Francisco with her ass out like an open invitation. The wind hits bare skin. She drifts past the crowd until she spots the nudists sunning themselves and laughs, half-nervous, half-daring them to notice. A block later she’s in a flower shop that smells like damp earth and cheap perfume. The door shuts behind her. Ropes circle her wrists before the bell stops ringing, pulling her arms behind her, tying her to the counter. A thick cock sinks into her cunt, splits her open while two women in leather aprons watch, fingers pinching her nipples hard enough to leave bruises. One customer kneels and starts licking her clit, sucking like she’s starving. The other slaps her across the mouth, spits, then pisses over her tits and hair. Cum spatters her face next—thick ropes landing on her tongue, dripping down her chin. She’s left shaking, soaked, and still tied, the scent of flowers mixing with sweat, piss, and sex.