I'm a young kinky male switch, living up in Northeast Wyoming after moving from Florida a little while ago. Before the move, I had been meeting with someone on a regular basis, and I was heavily exploring (and heavily enjoying) my submissive interests. At first, I was being pushed to improve myself. Unfortunately, that pushing started to go further, beginning with simple encouragement to try something I didn't really want to try, eventually reaching the point that it was leaps and bounds beyond anything we discussed for even CNC. I have always had, and always will have, one line that cannot be crossed, which is that I won't do anything which carries a significant risk of being arrested. Well, that line got crossed pretty hard at the beach one day. We would go to the beach with a couple of other kink friends each weekend. One submissive would be chosen as the group slave for the day, while the other submissives and switches relaxed with everyone else. This entailed the usual getting food, drinks, and keeping everyone happy, though it also often meant being humiliated in public, in a variety of ways. Once the beach started clearing off, the tradition was to send the slave into the water, or under a pier, with someone (usually a dominant or switch, but not always) to accompany them. The other person would humiliate the slave out there, sometimes even make them strip and go towards other swimmers (but keeping everything hidden under the water). One day, it was my turn. The beach stayed crowed later than normal, but we were almost ready to go. I was sent out, along with the person I was seeing, and the usual humiliation took place. I knew it was about to get worse, though, from a look in their eyes. Well, rather than being told to take the suit off, I had it ripped off. I then watched while they got out of the water, still carrying my suit, and sat back down with everyone. At that point, it was terrible and humiliating, and I loved it. They sent a bunch of people I had never seen before to where I was,, with instructions that I let them enjoy me. That was something new to me, but nobody ever asked if it was okay. Fortunately, I absolutely loved it, it is easily in the top 5 things I want to do again, more on that later. Things went bad pretty quick, starting just before that group left. All but 1 got out,, and that 1 made me get out and go under the pier. I was in plain view for just a second, and I was still super turned on by the group that I went, even though I wasn't okay with it. My group brought some rope and a blindfold, bound me to a post so I couldn't move, and blindfolded me so I couldn't see. I tried to make it stop, using safe words and signs from both private play and group play, so they gagged me with a wire gag. I was fucked through the gag and in the ass, with everything imaginable from cocks to strapons and other toys to (I think) food. There were both guys and girls there, but I didn't recognize all the voices. I lost count of how many loads I received, but my face was covered so much globs began falling onto my chest, and filled my ass until it was dripping down my leg. The blindfold was taken off and I was untied from the post, once everyone but my group left. My hands were immediately tied behind my back, leaving me covered in cum with no way to wipe it off. I saw someone grab my suit, figuring they would bring it to me, since people were still on the beach. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Instead, they showed it to me, then took it home. I can't get mad at him though, he was told he could take it as a souvenir. That's when I knew I had to walk away, it had gone way too far that day, and the worst hadn't come yet. When we finally left, they made me walk 3 blocks back to the car while naked, arms tied, and cum covered. After that, I decided to take a hiatus, which led me to end up in Wyoming.

Don't misunderstand me, there were a lot of things I enjoyed. Actually, most of what happened that day I look forward to doing again, hopefully soon. If, instead of a normal beach, we went somewhere that nudity, sex, and kink were permitted in public, and if I was asked before new things were done to me, that day would have been some of the best fun I ever had. But, since some lines were crossed to the point that I could no longer trust any of them, I took a break. The good news is that break is over, and I am trying to meet people. But, since CL shut down personals and the kink community in my new town is very underground, I'm having trouble finding anybody with similar interests. If you know any sites, places in my area to go, or if you are near me, let me know. Hell, I have a hotel room to myself tonight, so maybe you can come over or we can do something online. I'm up for almost anything on either side of switching, with guys, girls, or even a group.