You take a seat on the spanking stool.
Scarlett stands before you, eyes downcast, her short green dress clinging lightly to her lithe body.
"Come on!" You say, patting your knees and enjoying the cheer from the crowd. "You're about to tell everyone about our little bet!"
Scarlett blushes.
Kay has moved to the front of the stage for a better view. She grins at you mischievously.
Red faced, Scarlett lowers herself gingerly onto your lap, pressing the weight of her warm body into your crotch. Her short green dress rides high up her legs, and you can barely contain your smirk when she reaches behind her to tug it down into a more modest position. Dignity is something this girl may as well just forget about!
She sways uncomfortably, trying to balance herself in her undignified position.
"Was it thong up or thong down, Scarlett? I can't remember your preference," you tease, placing your hand on her ass. Her curves feel fine under the thin fabric of her dress as you trace the visible outline of her underwear's elastic waistband.
"Do your worst!" She says, voice wavering slightly.
You pause to lift her dress over her ass, to wolf whistles and cheers from the crowd. Her skin is pale but smooth, and her little white thong is uncomfortably stretched up her ass. You give her a little wedgie by pulling at it with one finger, delighting at her frustrated grunt.
Alexis glares at you from her table, clearly furious at her friend's humiliating position. You wink at her. She mouths something back, but you can't make out the words.
You give Scarlett's exposed ass a friendly rub. "I'll stop when you tell the room exactly what you're going to do to Kay after the spanking," you whisper to her. "How much your looking forward to licking her pussy."
" Not. Going. To. Happen." Scarlett's response comes through clearly gritted teeth. "I'd rather die!"
We'll see, you think.
"Your time starts.... Now!" Says the compere.
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