I receive a merciless spanking.

Giving a vile chuckle in response to my protests, the Indian lady with my shorts yanked up painfully in her puissant grasp, slaps me hard on the exposed flesh of my round ass, eliciting a surprised yelp as the sting of her hand sets in. The other girls that have me held in their strong, invasive hands all begin chuckling at the sound of the spank I received, and within a couple seconds another one of my **** assailants gives my ass a powerful swat. This prompts me to squeal again as my toes curl.

The titillated audience cheers at the impact her hand makes on my butt, and the half-dozen drunk athletes holding me in place take that as a cue to do it again; three lightly calloused palms raise skyward, priming themselves to strike, and their owners laugh in unmitigated delight as they bring them down, full ****, onto my **** ass.

Smack!

Smack!!

Smack!!!

"Aiiee!!" Holy shit this hurts! My poor ass is getting outright attacked now, and with every punishing slap it receives, SMACK!! the audience just keeps cheering the girls SMACK!! on louder as they spank me mercilessly SMACK!! laughing in glee as they do so, although the leader of these evil women has another method in mind to make me shriek.

"Aaaahhh!!!" I scrunch up my face and cry out in pain, the Indian woman holding my shorts has redoubled her efforts in giving me the wedgie of a lifetime, and I'm lifted off of my boot-clad feet with the sheer **** of her Herculean pull. The stretchy fabric digs even deeper into my ass, and I begin flailing and kicking my thigh-high sock covered legs in a feckless attempt to escape, I get several more painful spanks for my troublesSMACK!!SMACK!!!SMACK!! but my friends are finally back on their feet, and jumping in to save me from this horrible SMACK!!! nightmare.

"Ack!!! Get 'em off!!" SMACK!! "Get 'em off!!" I shout, agonized, as another SMACK!! powerful hand drives itself into my ass, which has begun radiating heat from all the SMACK!!!! horrible slaps. Natalie's eyes are stricken with terror, arousal, and concern, she's lunged over and grabbed a solid hold of the brunette wailing on me, but, despite my shy friend's massive strength, she can SMACK!!! only get one person in her arms, leaving four others to continue SMACK! whaling wrathfully on my bubble butt, and to my absolute mortification, keep my ass facing the myriad laughing bystanders.

"Holy crap! This hunk's going commando! Amy, help me pull!" The hallmark popping sound of ripped stitches rings unwelcome in my reddened ears as the Indian woman receives assistance in pulling me up by the waistband of my micro-shorts, which are beginning to tear apart at the seams from the immense **** of the wedgie. No longer able to touch my toes to the ground, and terrified of a wardrobe malfunction that would leave me buck-naked in the middle of a horny, rapacious gang, I plead, with renewed desperation, "Aaahh! Let me go, you perverts!!" My best friend Raquel, and the small man I call Boss, begin wrestling with one of the intoxicated women hoisting me up by the seat of my pants, to no avail.

Even as I writhe and flail, the drunken mob keep me in an iron, inescapable grip, spanking me relentlessly; my face and ass are both burning bright red, tears are streaming down freely in response to the stinging pain and abject humiliation, Natalie, Raquel, and Alan are all trying their hardest to pry off the women spanking me mercilessly, but their efforts just aren't enough. Another full-**** swat connects with my sore, reddened ass, and unable to take any more, I beg for providence, I scream in desperation, as loud as I can, "Help!!!!"