Roxy taking Alexia's panties

Suddenly, Roxy gave the leash an experimental tug that made her pink lace panties come a little loose. Alexia gasped, feeling the cool air brush against her sensitive skin. She tried to pull her panties back up, but Roxy tightened her grip on the leash and pulled hard on it..

With a soft moan, Alexia felt her panties slide down her legs, revealing her shaved pussy to the crowd. She could feel her cheeks burning with shame as she crawled across the floor, her ass on display for everyone to see.

Alexia gulped, her cheeks burning with shame and humiliation. She knew she should have never agreed to this bet, but now she had **** but to comply. She slowly slid her hands forward, reaching for her panties with trembling fingers. She pulled them up, trying to cover her exposed pussy from view, but Roxy tightened her grip on the leash, preventing her from doing so.

"Not so fast, Peach," Roxy purred, her amber eyes gleaming with mischief. "You still have to beg to do it.."

Alexia's heart sank as she realized there was no way out of this humiliation. She looked up at Roxy, her cheeks burning with shame. "Please, Roxy," she begged, her voice quivering with emotion. "I'll do anything you want. Just let me cover myself."

Roxy's smirk widened as she circled Alexia slowly, the leash still taut between her fingers. "Oh, I'll help you," she cooed, her voice dripping with false sweetness. She knelt behind Alexia, her gloved fingers tracing the delicate lace clinging to Alexia's trembling thighs. The crowd's murmurs grew louder as Roxy hooked a finger under the waistband panties, now around Alexia's ankles.

Roxy's fingers lingered teasingly, tracing slow circles against Alexia's inner thigh before finally pulling the panties free with a sharp snap of elastic. The crowd erupted into cheers as she dangled the delicate pink lace in front of Alexia's flushed face.

"Oops," Roxy murmured, her breath hot against Alexia's ear as she leaned in. "Looks like you're not getting these back anytime soon." She tucked the panties into her own corset, the lace just barely peeking out over the curve of her cleavage—a deliberate trophy.

"Now," Roxy purred, tilting Alexia’s chin up with the leash, "beg properly on your knees, with your ass in the air, and spread your legs for everyone to see."

Alexia's heart raced as she knelt down, her legs trembling as she spread them wide. She bowed her head, her cheeks burning with shame as she felt the cool air brush against her exposed pussy.

"Please, Roxy," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I'm sorry for challenging you. I'll do anything you want, just please let me cover myself."

Alexia begged, her face burning with humiliation as she knelt on all fours, her legs spread wide in front of the crowd. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she had agreed to the bet and now had **** but to comply. The crowd around her erupted into cheers and whistles, their cameras flashing as they captured the embarrassing moment. Alexia closed her eyes, trying to block out the noise and the shame, but it was impossible.

Roxy let out a dark chuckle, running the leash between her fingers like a cat toying with its prey. "Oh, Princess," she purred, circling Alexia slowly, "if you don’t want them to see, you’ll have to work for it."