Naked Spanking

“Get those clothes off first,” Margaret said. “I want you completely naked.”

Cynthia’s eyes widened as the others giggled. She had **** but to comply as she stepped out of her pants and underwear that were pooled around her ankles. Doing this made her feel more exposed but it was even worse grabbing her top and pulling it up and off until she was naked, her minuscule chest was on full display. She was naked in front of everyone and it was absolutely humiliating as she let out an embarrassed whimper. Margaret sat down on a chair in the middle of the room where everyone could see while Cynthia stood next to her knowing what was going to happen. Margaret grabbed a thick white towel and draped it over her lap.

“P-please,” Cynthia whimpered. “I’m sorry.”

“Get over here. Stand on this side,” Margaret said pointing to her right side and Cynthia obeyed her back side facing the large crowd while her chest faced the other side. “Lay across my lap, and raise your bottom as high as you can. Spread your legs wide.”

Cynthia obeyed as she draped herself, laying on the towel and spreading her legs apart. She felt Margaret grab her and adjust her until her bottom was pointing high in the air while her crotch was pressed against her leg. Finally, Margaret began Cynthia’s spanking. It was a slow process. Margaret wanted to draw it out completely so she left pauses in between. This left Cynthia feeling very anxious and humiliated while everyone else watched.

Cynthia cried as she knew everyone was taking pictures and videos and would be spreading this all around. With Gertrude’s popularity, anyone who wasn’t here right now, would surely see it later. Margaret mostly slapped her in the middle drawing the most attention to her spread cheeks, peeking pussy lips, and bare slit. She also smacked Cynthia’s butt cheeks right where she would sit down. This ensured that Cynthia would feel the pain every time she tried to sit down. Cynthia didn’t even know how many spankings she was getting nor how many spankings she received. It just kept coming.

Cynthia also felt pressure building up and she knew that if this persisted, she would surely wet herself again and this time not on purpose. If she did that, it would truly be humiliating to wet herself while being spanked naked. Cynthia cried for forgiveness, begging Margaret to stop. “Please, I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll never disobey you again! I promise! Please. I’m sorry!”

Margaret didn’t stop. Cynthia cried. She didn’t know if she could hold it any longer.