Loving the shame

The votes poured in on the screen and if loving the shame was on top, it wasn't with much advance. But it didn't matter for Ali as all the options were terrifying for her. And in the end, as the countdown ended, the result didn't really matter for her.

"And, time is up folks ! It seems that after that tight battle, you mostly agreed to make her love embarrassing situations." Jack announced.

Already, Ali was feeling warm radiating from her crotch and she was starting to get wet between her legs. She tried to keep her mind focused on terrible her situation was and how her life was ruined, but it only made her even hotter... and hornier.

"So, Ali, you seem to turn quite red, are you okay ? Maybe you have something to say ?" Jack asked her.

Ali shacked her head, she was trying to keep her breathing under control, but the more she was trying the harder it was.

"No ? And did the situation earlier would make you horny, now ? You know, the one where everyone saw me put a large butt plug in your ass." Jack continued.

Remembering the terribly humiliating situation, Ali's arousal cramped up even more. "Oh... fuck !!" She shouted unconsciously.

Her crotch was soaking wet, and her hand was so close, just one finger, just touching herself a little bit... Could she do it without anyone noticing ? And fondling her breasts ? Her mind was getting foggy and her body started moving like it had a mind on its own. In front of everyone, she couldn't stop fondling her breasts and fingering herself. With her oversensitive blossom and the further humiliation she was experimenting, the pleasure rose like a fountain drowning her brain in lust.

"It seems that our dear Ali love her new gift, look at her enjoying herself." Jack commented as she couldn't stop her moaning.

Ali was now on her knees and wasn't hiding anything anymore, she played with herself for several minutes and came not once, but twice. The humiliation of having an orgasm in public pushed her further into pleasure and like that she got her strongest and fastest releases of her life. She was now out of breath and was feeling incredibly weak. But she managed to let a "Fuck y'all" under her breath.

Jack crouched next to her, grinning.

"So, Ali, do you continue to at least have some money out of this, or do you leave now and deal with what your life will be from now ?"

Ali raised her head, still confused with what she went through. From where she stood, Jack looked like a demon, maybe even the devil. She never wrote him like this... Was someone else writing her story ? No matter what she had to decide, stopping or continuing. There was less and less risks to get a punishment case, but the game seemed rigged from the start. Maybe she should just give up before she went further down the rabbit hole.