Rebecca spanks her in front of the crowd

Originally written by Bluefish at writing.com

Isabel's breath caught in her throat - Rebecca still wasn't done humiliating her? What more could she possibly do to her?

Rebecca grabbed her arm. There was a gleam in her eye as she began walking and pulling Isabel with her that gave Isabel a sinking feeling that Rebecca knew exactly what to do to make things even worse. "You've been a bad girl, Isabel," she said. "And you know, I think I know just the way to punish bad girls."

Isabel stumbled along with her, trying not to fall over as she was pulled along in her unfortunate state. She could barely believe this was happening to her - it seemed like only a few minutes ago she had been wearing, you know, clothes.

Rebbeca stopped suddenly, having reached a bench. The pretty smirk was on her face again as she turned to Isabel. "A spanking."

The crowd cheered. Isabel squeaked.

The brunette sat down, yanking on Isabel's arm. Terrified of the prospect of a public naked spanking, Isabel tried to twist away and resist, but having her wrists restrained was terrible for her center of gravity, and she wound up losing her balance instead. Rebecca seized the opportunity to manhandle her onto her lap, facedown, with her naked ass positioned perfectly in the middle of the other girl's lap and her feet kicking impotently in the air. "No! Stop! Please!" she begged. "Don't do this to me!"

"You pulled down my pants! And my panties! In public!"

Isabel was tempted to point out that Rebecca had been parading her around in the buff after forcing her to undress, so she had no real claim to the moral high ground, but thought better of it.

Rebecca was still talking. "I told you you were going to regret embarrassing me. Now? You are."

Smack! Rebecca landed a ringing slap on Isabel's bare butt. She gasped from the stinging pain and humiliation. "Now," said Rebecca, "apologize! And do it right!"

"I...I..."

Smack! Another hard spank, making Isabel flail her feet. "Say you're sorry for pantsing me!" Smack!

"I'm sorry for pantsing you!" Smack! "Ow! I'm sorry I pulled down your pants in public! And - and your panties too! It was an accident!"

Smack! "You also ripped off my bra! People saw my breasts! Apologize for that!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I ripped off your bra!"

Smack! "You deserve to be spanked!"

"I deserve to be spanked!"

Smack! "You should have just let me have my fun! Say it!"

"I should have just let you have your fun! I should have just let ma - march me around naked!"

"Yeah you should have! When I'm humiliating you, you let me! You don't try to fight back. Or," Rebecca stopped spanking her for a moment to caress her buttcheek instead, "I make it ten times worse."

So saying, Rebecca unleashed a storm of rapid-fire spanks on Isabel's reddening ass, making Isabel howl in protest, and the crowd howl with laughter. It seemed to go on for an eternity, every moment pure misery. Isabel had thought just being publicly naked was bad - that was nothing compared to this kind of humiliation.

Finally, Rebecca paused in mid-spank, punishing hand still half-upraised. "All right," she panted, out of breath. "Get the message?"

"Y-yes," whimpered Isabel.

Rebecca raised her voice to address the crowd. "Everybody get the message?"

There was a chorus of hasty assent from the female onlookers, all of them suddenly doing their best not to catch Rebecca's wrathful eye.

"Well then." Rebecca got to her feet, pulling Isabel upright, her body fully exposed for the crowd once again. "I'd say that settles that, then. I'm getting bored of this anyway." She tweaked Isabel's nipple, making her flinch. "Have fun getting home like that."

The furious red blush drained from Isabel's face and she blanched, making Rebecca chuckle. "What, did you think you were getting clothes after this? Dream on. I'm keeping your underwear too - little trophy to remember you by. Oh - and have fun with your newfound fame too. I'm positive this incident is going viral."

Rebecca reached for Isabel and she cringed, but Isabel only spun her around and unfastened the belt that was tying her wrist. "I'll do you this favor, though," she said. "I'll untie you. But that's just because this if my favorite belt and I want it back."

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou," gibbered Isabel, irrationally grateful as for the ability to cover herself with her hands again. In an instant her arm flew back over her breasts and her hand dropped down to hide her crotch - not that there was much point, since everyone had already seen everything.

"Whatever, Isabel," said Rebecca, rolling her dark eyes. "Now get out of here. Oh - and if I ever see you again, I'll strip you again. Got that?"

"Yes ma'am." Not waiting for her to change her mind, Isabel took off running, streaking past the spectators with her arms still doing their best to hide her privates.