He turns it into a public session

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story path was written for AmanOnfy Mous, who wanted Nancy to experience something public. I hope you enjoyed this, mate.

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Watching Nancy get fucked like a little whore, a sudden idea struck Fletcher. It certainly was mean, but at this moment, his anger and arousal clouded the big man’s mind and he was taken by the allure of the thought. Making a quick decision, he quickly checked where he had left the elevator stuck. Twenty-first floor, just a level above the terrace of the bar area. Perfect!

With a smirk spreading across his lips, he let his fingers dance across the keyboard, making a few key changes to the program that controlled the elevator while keeping an eye on the fucking couple via the security feed.

It took him less than a minute to get done what he wanted.

“You like to pretend you’re all prim and proper, huh, Nancy?!” he said, knowing she couldn’t hear him. “Well, there’s going to be a bunch of people finding out the truth now…”

With that, he hit the ‘enter’-button, putting his changes into effect.

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WHAP!

“Fummm! Mmmph! Hnnngh!” Nancy mumbled and moaned into her bikini bottoms as Kateshi pounded her from behind, his youthful stamina seemingly unrelenting. He was rough with her, showing little regard for her own pleasure, but in a certain, perverted way, this was what made it all better. Her eyes rolled as he drove into her, sending wave after wave of incredibly pleasurable sensations through her frame. With her head forcibly pulled back by her hair she stared at the milky glass right in front of her, pushing back against the thug behind her.

Then, all of a sudden, the glass turned see-through.

“MMMMMMMMH!” Nancy screamed with shock, the realization taking a second as it seemed too horrible to be actually happening, but from one second to the next, the elevator’s window walls turned completely clear. She bucked instinctively, away, but Kateshi’s grip on her hair and her hip was tight and his constant thrusts knocked her off balance repeatedly, making it impossible for her to free herself.

“Oh shit!” she heard Fletcher’s voice in her ear, “I have no idea what happened there, Nancy. This elevator is an utter disgrace…”

To her utter terror, she realized that the cabin had been stuck just merely a couple of feet above the terrace of the hotel’s restaurant, where a few dozen people were sitting in the sun and having drinks, which meant that she was located almost like on a stage. Facing them, a slightly elevated position, she was completely exposed to the patrons with no possibility to hide.

“MMMMMH!” she squealed again, trying to get Kateshi to stop, but the young thug made no attempt to do so. Having closed his eyes and thrown his head back in bliss, he was completely oblivious to what was going on and continued fucking her undeterred.

Eyes wide and utterly petrified, Nancy stared at the people below, begging against chance that they wouldn’t look up. It barely lasted a couple of seconds before she was spotted. A young man, taking a few drinks with his buddies at a nearby table, glanced in her general direction and his eyes went wide as he spotted her. Looking straight at him, Nancy felt the blood rush to her cheeks. He could see everything: her face, her swinging tits, her fucked pussy… She hoped that he would keep it to himself, but it was a foolish hope.

She saw him shout something and point in her direction and felt utterly embarrassed as heads swiveled and more and more people saw her naked, getting pounded. Completely stunned, she couldn’t even bring herself to look away, watching as people saw her nude body, some reacting shocked, but the vast majority of people were young men that laughed and acted amused, watching her getting fucked, pointing and grinning.

She tried to get loose again, but was knocked off balance and helpless and Kateshi gave her ass another stinging spank, causing their audience to cheer and holler. This caused the young rapper to finally become aware and open his eyes.

“Huh?!” Kateshi gaped down, his feeble mind struggling a second to comprehend that he was being watched. However, once the realization dawned, his reaction was completely contrary to Nancy’s, adrenaline flooding his blood stream.

“Fuck yeah!” the mumble-rapper grinned, pushing out his chest and posing for the crowd watching in awe as he fucked this gorgeous slut. Redoubling his efforts, he pulled harder on her hair, forcing her back into a vicious arch, and fucked her with renewed energy, eliciting a humiliated, yet pleasure-filled whimper.

“YES, BITCH!” he shouted enthusiastically, spanking her ass again before flexing his biceps, loving to perform for a crowd who was absolutely appreciating his performance, cheering and hollering as he fucked the Latina bitch hard. Reaching around, he grabbed a big, swinging tit and squeezed the malleable flesh hard, causing a stifled groan and cries of appreciation from below.

Nancy was in hell. The young prick seemed to have no plans to let her cover up and was in a completely dominant position. Being seen like this – not only naked, not only having sex, but having sex with a lowlife like this – was like a nightmare come to life. Yet she couldn’t look away. Horrified, whimpering, she stared down at the male-dominated audience, who were making a viewing party out of this, loving the show. They loved seeing her naked and exposed, humiliated and fucked.

She mewled as she felt a shudder run through her body. No, she pleaded mentally as she realized what her body was ready to do. The fucking, the adrenaline rush, it was all getting to her. A drawn-out whine of denial came out of her throat, turned into a muffled yelp when her thick booty was spanked once more.

“Fummmm!” she moaned, closing her eyes in a **** attempt to stop the pleasure from rising. Briefly, she wondered how all this could have gone so wrong so quickly, but a second later, Kateshi had fucked that thought right out of her head. Looking down again, she saw the lust and greed in people’s eyes. They wanted her, wanted to fuck her. The idea sent another shudder through her body.

“Nmmwooo!” she whined into her gag, feeling tears rise in her eyes, blurring her vision. Her knees started to shake. How could it be that this – being seen like this – was a turn on for her? She bit down on the bikini bottoms, clenching her eyes shut as she felt Kateshi grab her nipple between his fingers and roughly twist it, pulling it down. His other hand moved from her hip around her body and he bent over her to reach between her legs to find her clit, still fucking her with hard, stabbing thrusts that made her ass jiggle.

“Cum, you slut!” the young thug hissed into her ear as he toyed with the small bundle of ultra-sensitive nerves, “Cum in front of all these people!”

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Fletcher watched incredulous as Nancy twisted in pleasure, the public humiliation seemingly setting off some unknown freakishness inside her. While she had initially been predictably shocked, it seemed all the attention now drove the poor Detective all the wilder, her body twisting and shaking in front of her audience. Seeing Nancy McKenna like this was still surreal, but certainly welcome. What a whore.

Feeling resentful, Fletcher decided to one-up himself and make it all a little bit sweeter. A few, small alterations to the hotel’s security code and all of a sudden the big screen in the lobby displayed a life stream of the security cameras, adding another fifty people to Nancy’s audience. Amused, he watched as phones were pulled out and videos were taken, surely leading to some imminent social media fame for the beautiful Latina.

Watching her shudder and buck, he realized that she was about to succumb to a very public orgasm, pushing that firm, golden booty back against her fucker. It seemed like she had forgotten about her shame and her attempts to cover up, now carried away too far and pushing for more. Fascinated, he took in her pleasure-twisted face as she threw her head back. A vein protruded on her brow as Kateshi's movements against her clit became more urgent, driving her further towards release and he could see her desperately fight to keep her composure, a battle that she quickly lost.

“Cum, Nancy!” he whispered, mesmerized by the show.

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It was all too much! Fighting her own orgasm with every fiber of her being, Nancy felt in her inner core that it was hopeless. That fat, hard cock stretching her sensitive flesh, those fingers against her clit, the hand groping her tits, all those people watching her… she just couldn’t hold out any longer.

“Fummmmm!” she moaned into her bikini bottoms. Her eyes fluttered open, but her vision was blurred as she went cross-eyed from the strain and the intensity of the experience. Somewhere she registered the activity below, her audience sensing her climax, but there was nothing she could do as Karteshi mercilessly sent her over the edge.

“OHGOOOOOOPH!” she shrieked as she came with a sudden ferocity. Her resistance was broken and pleasure flooded her body. Her knees trembled and all but buckled as she was barely held on her feet by Kateshi, who continued to pound her cumming, spasming pussy through her release. The people below cheered, glasses were raised, pictures were taken as Nancy’s breath was taken away by the power she experienced.

“Fuck yeah, bitch!” Kateshi grunted, himself about to reach his orgasm as he had reached his goal of making the little slut cum. She was too out of it to object when he pulled his cock from her dripping, clenching cunt and it took almost no **** at all to push her down to the floor. With a smirk towards his fans below, the mumble-rapper stepped forward and positioned himself, grabbing his cock and pointed it right at the reeling woman’s face. Three quick strokes and he came.

“FUUUUUCK!” he roared, throwing his head back as the first lance of white cum burst from the tip of his tattooed dick, hitting Nancy’s right cheek and plastering her eye shut, quickly followed by a second one that was aimed too high and went into her hair. The audience cheered again as he adjusted his aim and placed his next shots across her left cheek and her chin as Nancy recoiled in disgust. Kateshi’s firm grip on her hair kept her from retreating too far, however, so the remainder of his load splattered across her bare tits, marking the perfect caramel skin with creamy, white lines.

“Shiiiiiit, bitch!” the young rapper gasped for breath, leaning against the glass wall to catch his breath as he was done. The crowd cheered. Nancy sat shivering on the floor, her mind struggling to comprehend what had happened, now that the cock-craziness was leaving her mind he smirked, then jumped in surprise when the elevator started moving again.

“Well, then, right on time!” he laughed, wiping the sweat off his face and pressed a button, pulling his shorts up over his softening cock.

Breathless, Nancy watched him through one eye. Reaching up, she retrieved her spit-soaked bottoms from her mouth with her fingertips. Surprised as the doors slid open at the restaurant level.

“Wait!” she stuttered. “This… isn’t your room!”

Kateshi turned to her and smirked. “Why would we go to my room now?” he chuckled. “I already fucked you, bitch. Now I’m grabbing a drink!”

Naked, cum-plastered, Nancy cowered on the floor and watched flabbergasted as the rainbow-haired rapper exited the elevator, greeted by a rowdy crowd of people cheering and congratulating him as he made his way to the bar. She was utterly speechless, couldn’t even grasp the situation as the doors already closed again. The noise of the crowd turned silent as the cabin began moving again.

In a daze, she realized that the young rapper must have taken her bikini top with him as a trophy of sorts, leaving her with nothing to cover herself as she arrived on her own floor. The doors slid open and she stepped into the hallway, naked and with a thick load of cum dripping down her face and tits. It was like a dream as she made her way over to her room’s door and knocked. She had failed! Utterly failed. Not only had she not fulfilled her mission, she had been publicly humiliated, fucked and made a slut by some lowlife thug. As she stood there she could feel her self-perception change.

As the door opened, the huge hacker barely suppressed a grin. “How did it go, Nancy?!” he asked as she silently walked past him to the bathroom. She couldn’t bring herself to reply.