A "Public Humiliation"-Shoot

„Okay, Jack stop the van over there!“ Gina told the driver of the van before she turned back towards Max, who sat in the backseat next to Fisher, “You ready to do this, hun?”

Max glanced out of the van’s tinted window at the crowded marketplace of sector 5. It was early evening, the sun beginning to disappear behind the wrecked buildings of Seattle’s skyline and the streetlights flickered to life around them. It was a small marketplace, fifteen to twenty stands where a few handlers did their best to sell their wares to the tired crowd. There still were at least a hundred people out there.

“I am ready…” she whispered. During her rides for Jam Pony she had crossed this spot at least a thousand times to deliver packages, had bought lunch several times at one of the stands, but now she wasn’t here to get something to eat. Now she was here to shoot her most daring video so far.

“People are going to love this one, hun!” Gina winked at her, “And don’t worry, we have a few guys in place in case anyone gets too eager…”

Max took a deep breath and bit her lip. She checked her refection in the van’s back mirror. Dressed in her usual clothes – a red top, black leather jacket and tight jeans along with her fingerless leather gloves and sneakers – she looked like she usually did, an ordinary, if smoking hot, girl. “Okay, let’s do this!”

“Great,” Gina grinned. She grabbed her camera and turned it on, then turned to Fisher, “Okay, go!”

Fisher reacted, picking up a dog collar from his lap and quickly fastened it around Max’ tender neck, then attached a short leash to it while Max grabbed a pair of handcuffs and used them to bind her hands behind her back. She nodded and Fisher pushed the van’s door open.

Quickly he stepped outside and with a sharp yank of the leash he made Max follow, forcing her to stumble out of the car. Gina came out behind, her camera fixed on Max’ butt as she did her best to keep up with Fisher.

Fisher walked fast as he led her into the bulk of people, mercilessly dragging her after him. For the moment few people saw the stunning girl who was paraded across the place, but a couple of heads turned. Quickly he made his way over to a stand where a middle-aged black man sold vegetables, his dog dozing at his feet.

“Excuse me, sir!” Fisher spoke up loudly, catching the merchant’s attention, “My bitch is thirsty. I was wondering if she could have a drink from your dog’s bowl…”

The man looked at Fisher, confused, before his eyes wandered past him to Max and widened as he saw the stunning, leashed girl who stood behind him with a submissive look on her face. “Um… uh… sure,” he stuttered, gesturing towards the small plastic bowl that was filled with clean water.

Fisher turned towards her with a grin. “Go ahead, bitch!”

Max bit her lip before she nodded. “Yes, master!” Slowly she dropped to her knees on the dirty asphalt, aware that more and more people gathered around. Gina jumped around with the camera, doing her best to capture the humiliation from every possible angle.

Carefully she leant forward over the bowl, moving slowly to keep her balance with her hands tied behind her back. She heard people snigger around her and she felt her cheeks blush a little as she obediently lowered her lips to the water, Fisher using his tight grip on her leash to help her keep her balance. The slurping sound rang loud in her ears as she took her first sip.

“Good bitch!” Fisher mocked and patted the back of her head before he turned around to face the crowd, “This is Max, my little pet! We are going to give you guys a show and make a nice little flick about it. Anyone who is offended by this, feel free to leave!” He made a small pause. One or two people left, but the vast majority stayed, eagerly staring at the girl’s enticing butt. “If you stay, you are allowed to touch, slap and pinch as you please… but no penetration! That is just for me, understood?”

The crowd mumbled, accepting the terms if it meant they could get their hands on that girl. “Good!” Fisher smiled, “Then let’s get started!” With a big gesture he grabbed the waistband of Max’ tight jeans and roughly yanked them down to her mid-thighs. Max closed her eyes as she heard the crowd gasp at their first view of her ass. Her cunt was on full display: dripping wet, freshly shaven and her clit engorged, but what really got people’s attention was her ass, or rather the blue glass butt plug that Gina had pushed up her asshole just before they had gotten into the car!

Her ears burned as she heard the reaction. “Look at that whore!” “I’d like to shove my tongue up that ass!” “Look how wet her cunt is, she loves this!”

Fisher was right in his element. He placed his hands on her buttocks to spread them, giving the crowd an even better view. Max groaned, basking in the feel of shame she felt as more than two dozen people were given a good look of how her sphincter clamped down on the blue glass plug, holding it tightly in place.

Gina grinned as she watched the show from behind the camera. This little bitch was in for an experience she would never forget!!!