Mackenzie begs for her freedom

As Mackenzie nervously stood, still tied to the tree by her leash, she could feel the eyes of the green team on her.

She shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, nervous energy radiating from her. Her gaze remained fixed on the ground, unwilling to meet the eyes of the greens who had gathered to enjoy the return of their naked captive.

She flexed her hands frustratedly in their restraints and shivered as they chafed against her tender skin. She tried to angle her body away from the eyes of the greens and felt the coarse texture of the collar rub uncomfortably against her neck.

These were the only two parts of her body that were covered, a single inch around her throat and an even narrower strip across her wrists. Beyond that, nothing but bare skin from head to toe.

She tried to push that thought from her mind and focus instead on Emma and the green leader's conversation. Whatever they were discussion, she doubted it would end well for her.

After several long minutes of hushed conversation, the two women seemed to reach an agreement. Makenzie couldn't hear a word they were saying but saw them conclude their discussion with a handshake as if some kind of deal had been struck.

Definitely not a good sign.

Emma turned and began to walk back towards her nude captive, a look to smug satisfaction plain to see on her face.

She reached Mackenzie, wordlessly untied the end of the leash attached to the tree, and began to drag her towards the green leader.

"What's happening? Where are you taking me?!"

Desperation surged within her as she struggled to resist, but the merciless tug of the leash around her neck pulled her forward, forcing her to lurch awkwardly towards the assembled greens.

"Emma please I'm begging you don't let them take me" cried Mackenzie.

Emma stopped in her tracks and turned to face her captive, a cruel look in her eye.

“I don’t see you begging. I see you asking. I think I’d like to see you beg.”

“What!?” Mackenzie asked.

“I mean that I want you to beg. Like a dog. You’re already wearing a collar so it shouldn't be much of a stretch for you. You can start by getting down on your knees”

Mackenzie hesitated, her eyes darted nervously around the crowd of greens watching the exchange, eager to see her submit and humiliate herself yet again.

"I... I can't..."

Emma yanked on the leash and pulled her closer "If you won't do as you're told, I think I'll let them keep you"

Mackenzie swallowed hard, her cheeks burning with shame "No, please... I'll do it."

"That's what I thought. Now, down on your knees."

Mackenzie couldn’t bear the thought of all the eyes on her naked body, or being at the mercy of the greens again. She just wanted this to be over. Maybe Emma would protect her if she pleased her by doing what she was told?

Reluctantly, she lowered herself to her knees and looked up at her tormenter, her cheeks burning with humiliation as she assumed the submissive posture before the prying eyes of her assembled audience.

There was something truly unbearable about meekly kneeling naked in front of her crush's girlfriend (and the assembled greens). She'd never felt so small or pathetic in her life.

"Please, I'm begging you Emma"

“I don’t think that dogs speak when they beg, do they? I think they beg more like this.”

Emma demonstrated exactly how she wanted Mackenzie to beg, she began to energetically pant and bounce up and down on the spot, her tongue wagging out from her mouth.

Mackenzie bristled.

"That's how I want you to beg for my help Mackenzie"

Surely Emma didn’t expect her to humiliate herself even more than she already had?

“Please, Emma, haven't you embarrassed me enough already?” she started. Casting another glance at the watching greens, all of whom were eager to see what might follow.

The other woman glared down at her.

"I'm not the silly little slut who managed to lose all her clothes. You've done plenty to embarrass yourself without any help from me."

That stung her pride, but it was true that Mackenzie had brought some of this on herself by indulging her exhibitionist steak so recklessly.

"Now I'm telling you that if you want my help you're going to have to beg for it"

Not knowing what else to do, Mackenzie did what she asked. Copying Emma's impression of an excited begging puppy as closely as she could, she began to pant and bounce up and down in faux-excitement.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, as the sound of her panting filled the air.

She imagined how she must look, meekly begging for mercy with her exposed body jiggling up and down in front of all these strangers. She wished her hands were free so she could cover her bouncing breasts.

The assembled Greens oohed as their redheaded capturing continued to humiliate herself for their amusement. Mackenzie could feel all their eyes on her bouncing breasts, ass and thighs, examining every inch of her.

Inwardly, a voice screamed for her to stop, to defy Emma and reclaim her dignity. But another voice, quieter but no less insistent, reminded her of the consequences of disobedience. The threat of the greens loomed large in her mind.

And so, with a heavy heart and sense of resignation, Mackenzie continued to bounce and pant, her body moving in a humiliating rhythm. Each movement sent a fresh wave of shame coursing through her, but she pushed aside her feelings and focused on fulfilling her captor's cruel commands.

“Now bark,” Emma commanded.

"Woof!" shouted Mackenzie, lacking the resolve to defy the command.

"Again!"

“Woof, woof!”

Emma patted her head.

“That's great. You’re such a good dog.”

Mackenzie looked at her tormenter with wide, pleading eyes. There was no sympathy in the look that Emma shot back. Instead, she saw excitement in her eyes, and knew that Emma determined to do everything she could to maximize her humiliation.

Emma moved away from Mackenzie for a few seconds, leaving the naked women kneeling alone in the center of the clearing surrounded on still sides by the Greens, but quickly returned with an object in each hand.

One was a bottle of water and the other looked like a shiny metal dog bowl.

She placed the bowl on the ground in front of Mackenzie and emptied the bottle into it.

The naked woman felt dozens of eyes on her, as I took a deep breath and tried to control her panic.

She heard snickering coming from the gathered Greens as she stared down at the bowl. "Have a drink dog," Emma said.

Mackenzie whimpered, feeling her skin flush with hot shame as she caught sight of her naked reflection in the shiny surface of the bowl.

"Do I need to give you another spanking or are you going to be a good dog?" chided Emma, malice dripping from her voice.

Oh god! Please no more spanking! Mackenzie didn't think her ass could take any more.

She flipped her head to the side, to keep her hair from falling into the bowl and began to hinge forward on her hips. It would have been much easier to put some of her weight onto her hands or elbows, but with her hands still cuffed that was impossible.

As her head dipped toward the bowl, her feet and rear end rose into the air, giving everyone standing behind her one hell of a view. Her breasts dangled and swayed as she continued to hinge forward. Her entire body was trembling in shame as she began to lick the water from the bowl.

"Wow," she heard a male voice say nearby.

"What a good dog," said another.

Their remarks and laughter rang in her ears as she continued to lap at the water with her tongue.

Without warning, emma touched a hand to one of Mackenzie's bare ankles and pulled. Humiliated, Mackenzie realized that Emma wanted her to spread her legs wide.

At first, there was a slight resistance, a fleeting moment of defiance as Mackenzie's muscles tensed against the intrusion. But the relentless pull of her Emma's grip proved too much, and gradually, her legs began to part.

She shuddered as she felt a breeze run across the delicate folds of her labia that were normally nestled protectively between her upper thighs.

With her legs **** wide open and her hands still bound behind her back, she felt utterly exposed and ****, her cheeks burning with humiliation as she realized the extent of her degradation.

When Emma finally released her foot, Mackenzie found herself kneeling with her legs spread wide in a humiliating display of submission. She could feel the eyes of the onlookers boring into her exposed flesh, their laughter and jeers filling the air as they reveled in her humiliation

The greens jostled for position to get a good view between the naked woman's legs.

"Yeah it still doesn't look like a heart dude"

As she continued to lap at the water, Mackenzie could feel a dozen sets of eyes on her, their gazes filled with amusement and desire. She could feel her whole body burning with shame, but she **** herself to push through the humiliation, and focus on the task at hand.

Surely this had to be it? The final humiliation before earning her freedom.

Not quite.

Emma circled the debased girl and bent down by her side. Mackenzie lurched backwards as Emma yanked hard on the dog collar around her neck, water dripping from her chin.

She returned to her kneeling position, red faced with shame and finally noticed the phone camera lens that Emma had been pointing at her exposed body for the last minute.

"Emma what the hell!! Tell me aren't recording this!?"

Emma flipped her phone around so Makenzie could see the screen. She shuddered. Emma had been recording her the whole time! The video started from a high angle and circled around the naked Mackenzie as she knelt on the ground lapping water from the bowl. Her face was clearly visible and recognizable. She blushed as the video reached the point where Emma had made her spread her legs wide, she'd never seen herself from that angle.

"Mackenzie Fairbairn" began Emma, "Yes, that's right, I know your full name. With that, I can find out a lot about you. Who your friends and family are. Where you live. Where you work. With a little bit of effort, I can find the contact details of your entire social circle and make sure they all get sent a copy of this video."

"Emma no! You wouldn't!" if she hadn't already been on her knees, Mackenzie would had dropped to them to beg for mercy.

The threat was real; Mackenzie had a lot of her personal information on social media. Lists of her friends, family, and coworkers were right there for anyone to see.

"You said if I did what you said you'd help me!" protested Mackenzie.

"Hmm, sorry I don't remember saying that. I said I'd think about, and I've decided I want to keep you just the way you are for a while" retorted Emma.

Something about the look in Emma's eye made Mackenzie feel with dead certainty that the other woman wasn't bluffing. She'd absolutely follow through on that threat and send everyone she knew a video of Mackenzie naked, handcuffed, and lapping water from a dog bowl with her legs spread wide.

"Anyway, I won't have to send it to anyone, if you keep cooperating with me and our new friends" smiled Emma.