Playable Plaything

I gasped, the sound still muffled from the ballgag, as I did my best to hold my naked body, exposed openly before the growing number of guests, on Liz's lap. I felt the slap rather intently, even as I heard the crowd shouting in excitement, looking up as the crowd as pain and pleasure rushed through me once more. I find myself seeing the smiling faces of the crowd surrounding before me, wearing a rather typical Zoo-tight suit.

I noticed Liz smiling my way as she spanked me hard, giggling as I felt my ass once more being spanked hard. I gasped and moaned loudly, even as the ballgag muffled and distorted the sound. I cried out loud, knowing Li'z would be the only one who would hear, as I orgasmed once more as she spanked me, each impact seemingly to hit harder than the last. I felt her free hand clenching my best, tightly giving it a squeeze between impacts on my very red and sensitive ass. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I remained obedient, holding on tight to her even as the pain rose higher. I moaned out loud, or as well as I could, as she kept at it, my body seemingly becoming ever more sensitive by the moment. She pinched my nipple hard then, clearly enjoying herself, and for that matter, so was the crowd around us.

I managed to sneak a peek at my reflection, my ass a deep, dark red shade, Just then, her free hand moved from my breasts to my neck, sightly chocking me before them, and I gasped, even as I saw my cheeks taking on a deep reddish hue. I gasped aloud, moaning as my back arched back, "You're going to be a good girl, won't you? You don't want to make me man, do you?", to which I found myself nodding vigorously, as if a young girl who had been caught in some trouble, rather then the naked young woman I was.

Not that she let off then, either. I felt her spanking even harder than before, the crowd letting out cries of excitement, feeling her grip on my neck tightening, **** me hard, making me feel every ounce of pleasure and pain pounding through me even harder than before. I felt my muscles tighten then, moaning and gasping, nodding as she asked once more, the question the same as before.

Suddenly, she let go of my neck and pushed me off her lap, and I landed in a heap before her. Quickly, I went to a pleading position before her, as if asking for forgiveness from her, the crowd shouting and cheering, a nasty smile plastered on her face, clearly enjoying the experience. I made my begging as apparent as I could, hoping to sell my penance as hard as I could. Putting a hand to her right ear, Liz cried out, "Well, what do you think, Zoo goers? Do we believe her? Do we believe her plea for forgiveness? Or is it all a ruse?"

She stood up then, excitement on her face, sauntering around me, as I shuddered softly before them, feeling her hand softly brushing across my cheek, all the while holding my leach in her hand as I wondered what fate would befall me now...