Stripped and whipped

Nico led him to a stage that had been set up in the ballroom. The guests had all moved here and were seated at round tables scattered around the room. Nico approached a microphone, "Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen. We hope you have all been having a wonderful time tonight. Before we continue with the rest of our program we need to apologize. We pride ourselves on impeccable service but tonight we have fallen short. One of our waitresses spilled wine on a guest, ruining her dress, and quite possibly her night. Said employee will not be welcome back for future events, but dismissal alone did not seem to be an adequate punishment. We've decided to leave it up to the aggrieved party. The server will go and apologize to her. If she accepts the apology then we will allow the waitress to resign with grace. If she does not, then we will administer behavioral corrects to ensure this never happens again," Nico turned to Will, "If you would."

Will nodded then walked off the stage. Nico had told him where the old woman was seated ahead of time so he was able to head straight there. As Nico had told him he kept his eyes down and avoided looking at the other guests. Nico told him there was a 99.99% chance she rejects the apology, but maybe if he seemed genuinely sorry...

Will stopped in front of the old woman. She had changed her dress but was still scowling. He dropped to his knees in front of her and bowed his head, "Please forgive me for spilling your wine. I am so sorry."

Will kept his eyes down as he waited for a response. It seemed to take forever. Then he felt something cold and wet hit his head and start rolling down. She'd dumped her wine on his head. Will stayed kneeling and the other guests at her table all got up and one by one dumped their glasses over his head. The wine ran down his face, ruining the make-up Nico had **** him to wear. It stained the white tank top and pooled in his cleavage. He felt gross and sticky.

The old woman sneered, "Apology not accepted. Get away from me you filth."

Will expected that, but he didn't expect the genuine hate this woman seemed to bear. He stood up and turned to leave when something hit the back of his knee and made him fall to the ground. Looking over his shoulder he saw it was a man who'd been sitting beside the woman. He must have kicked Will, "Sluts like you don't deserve to walk. Crawl. Crawl away."

Nico hadn't told Will to do that, but in that moment he felt he had to obey. The crowd seemed very eager for his humiliation, he didn't want them against him any more. He slowly crawled away towards the stage. The skirt was too short and everyone behind him must have a clear view of his pussy. He didn't know why that mortified him so much more than the idea of being totally nude.

Eventually he made it to the stage and Nico came over and grabbed his hair. She'd warned him she would do this so when she pulled he quickly got to his feet to spare himself the pain. Nico pulled Will's hair back to **** him to look up and she addressed the crowd, "Did you know this slut doesn't have the right to wear clothes?" Nico grabbed Will's tank top with her other hand, "This shirt? She can only wear it because of her job here." Nico pulled her hand away, ripping the tank top from Will's body. Thankfully all of Will's clothes had been designed for this and it tore away without hurting too much. Next Nico grabbed the bra, "She might be a klutz, but she does have beautiful tits don't you think? She doesn't have the right to cover them up, so why is she wearing this bra?" Nico pulled the bra out until the snaps broke and the bra came free. Nico dropped the bra and grabbed one tit and squeezed. Then she moved down to grab his skirt, "And a skirt? No, she only has the right to wear panties, isn't that right slut?" Nico pulled the skirt down, leaving Will naked. "Oh, but she's not even wearing any! What a slut!"

Nico now pulled Will over to a pillory that had been installed on the stage. She **** Will's torso into the first hole and locked the bar on top, finally letting go of his hair. Then she pulled his hands back and set them in holes on the middle bar, then locked a third one on top. Will was trapped, bent at the waist, with his arms **** to reach up behind him. Nico grabbed a pair of nipple clamps and attached them. Will let out an exaggerated cry at the pain. It did hurt, but not that much. However Nico told him it would be better if the audience could hear him suffer. If he could cry out without making it sound fake, he was supposed to try.

Will knew what was coming next and he wasn't ready for it. She was going to whip him. Like actually whip him. He couldn't believe it. She had promised it would hurt more than he expected, but also less. Which made no sense. He couldn't even see what she was doing now, but she was obviously playing it up for the audience. When it finally came the scream he let out was genuine. The whip bite his ass and he felt like it was on fire. However after he caught his breath and refocused he realized it had been more surprising than painful. Like a stubbed toe maybe. Still, that was just the first of many, it wasn't going to be an easy night for him.