Unraveling Lisa

Juicy t**s bared

                                                                             Chapter-5

"Swallow this pill." The head priest gives Lisa a white pill. "This will prevent pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases for a year."

Grateful for this concession, Lisa swallows the pill immediately.

"Good girl," the head priest pats Lisa's shoulder. "Now let's get the tradition started."

He turns towards the crowd and says, "Gentlemen and women, now we are going to strip this girl and show you her every asset. Then she will be paraded naked to her house. You can touch her and grab her and assess her during that time. We will accept the applications for her service after the parade."

Lisa can't believe what is happening. He is speaking about her like she is some object to be tested. And there is nothing she can do about it. She closes her eyes and thinks about the golden future that awaits her if she endures this humiliation. Silence falls in the area again and every eye is focused on Lisa's juicy t**s and little p***y.

The priest takes Lisa's red hair and runs it between his fingers like he is testing a dog's hair before buying it.

"Red hair. Straight and smooth. I think her pubic hair will be the same. But we will see that sooner."

The crowd laughs and Lisa tights her fists in humiliation. The priest continues.

"Brown eyes, button nose. Ah! Look at that luscious lips. They are pink and perfect for a blow job. Imagine those lips tight on your c**k or p***y. " He says running his fingers on Lisa's lips. "This slut's mouth is ready for your use whenever you want."

The priest makes Lisa open her mouth and show her tongue and teeth to everyone like she is a farm horse.

He runs his hands on her chin and neck and stops just at the top of her breasts. Lisa is trembling with the humiliation combined with anticipation.

"Now comes the best part, men and women. The breasts. Oh! Just look at them under that top. Straining to come out and feel the fresh air. Poor little things! Pardon me. Rich giant things are more like it!"

He grabs Lisa's heavy breasts very adoringly like they have a life of their own. He can't contain them in his palm fully. He rubs her n*****s with his thumb over the shirt and Lisa can feel her n*****s harden under his touch. Desire unknown to her until that moment pools in her chest, added with humiliation.

The priest then removes his hands from her breasts and grabs the front of her tank top. Smiling at the crowd, he tugs it hard with his hand. The thin fabric tears apart in a second. He pulls the rags off her chest and Lisa is now naked up the waist. Her amazing breasts are fully bared. The crowd hold their breaths and gaze at those humongous breasts, their hands itching them to catch hold of those t**s.

Instinctively Lisa's hands raise to cover her naked breasts. With so much effort Lisa tries to cover her breasts but it is a futile attempt. Her t**s are so big that it is impossible to cover them fully with her hands. So much is still left for the people to ogle hungrily. They are overflowing.

"Tie her hands," The priest cries to his assistants enraged by Lisa's disobedience. The assistants grab Lisa's hands and tie them to the lowest branch of the tree so she is almost standing on her tiptoes. Her boobs are protruding forward begging for attention. Her little p***y is even more evident and everyone can see the shape of her throbbing c**t.

The priest smiles at Lisa. "Never try to cover yourself from our gaze. Every inch of you belongs to us now." He says. He slaps her both breasts with his both hands and they bounce. The crowd goes mad with this gesture. The priest shifts so he is now standing behind Lisa. Lisa can feel his erection through his clothes right in the crack of her ass. She whimpers but can't do anything about it.

Lisa cries out at her helplessness but instead of pity, she sees satisfaction in everyone's eyes. The priest's hands shoot forward and his warm hands hold the underside of her breasts, cradling them from side to side. Lisa squirms at his touch. No one has ever touched her naked boobs. She is saving them for the right guy. She never dreamt that the first guy to hold her breasts would be a strange, bald priest.

The crowd's eyes move along with the movement of Lisa's enormous breasts like they are entranced. The priest then circles his hands on her breasts until they touch her sensitive areola. He continues circling until he reaches her n*****s which are as hard as stone pebbles on her breasts. He presses on them hard until Lisa cries out.

"My people, these breasts are soft and heavy. You can use them as paper weights. You see these areola and n*****s here. They look like just chocolate to me. Do you want me to taste it?" He asks.

"Taste it!"

"Lick it!"

"Suck it!"

"Slap and squeeze the w***e's giant t**s!" The crowd shouts.

"I will." The priest shouts back. He dips his head and like a suckling babe he takes Lisa's n****e into his mouth and starts sucking on it. One of the two assistants takes another n****e into his mouth and starts sucking. The other assistant holds the both boobs up so they can suckle them comfortably.

"Yes it tastes exactly like dark chocolate." He murmurs against her breast.

Lisa's head spins with sensation as three men are handling her breasts at once. This is too much for a girl who has never been touched intimately by a man. Her knees buckle under her. If not for the rope binding her hands she would have collapsed.

The priest and his assistant are now rubbing their heads on her boobs like mad men. They lick every inch of her breasts until they are glistening with the bright sunlight.

"Look at those t**s, men. Imagine how they look with your seed on them."

Lisa can see men rubbing their erect c***s and gritting their teeth in desire. She feels a great fear as she imagines what would happen to her body if she falls in their hands. The priest squishes her both boobs together and licks her both n*****s at once. Lisa cries out in a mixture of disgust and desire.

"As much as I hate to leave those beauties we have to show you the other assets." He says running his hands through the passage between her breasts until he reaches her belly button. He kneels beside her. He rubs his hand on her soft and flat stomach and gives out sighs of pleasure.

"Look at this stomach. It is as flat as a washboard. You can use this stomach to play with and keep things on. Very useful for shopkeepers and hotel managers." He shouts.

Lisa is confused at his words. Why and how would she be used by shopkeepers and hotel managers?

"Look at this little hole in here. Everyone, focus on this belly button." He says inserting his index finger in her navel and rotating it like a screw. Lisa feels the intrusion foreign and moves vigorously. But the assistants hold her by her breasts and pinch her n*****s hard as punishment. She stays still afraid of getting her sensitive n*****s roughly handled.

"This hole can be used to hold pens, pencils and other little objects. Men who crave variety can plunge their c***s in here." He pokes her navel with his finger again. Then he inserts his tongue in the little hole and swirls it around, his breath warm on Lisa's belly.

After a few seconds, after driving his finger into her navel for one more time, the priest's eyes fell on the, only covered part of Lisa's body. Lisa knows what is coming next and she prays that he doesn't touch her s*x although she knows that's what he is going to do exactly.