Alexia's sexy tanlines

Alexia's heart raced as she tried to maintain eye contact with Roxy, her cheeks flushing even deeper with humiliation. "I-I'm not enjoying this," she lied, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm just trying to obey your rules, Your Majesty."

Roxy smirked, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight as she tightened the leash around Alexia's waist. "Oh, but you're doing such a terrible job, Princess," she purred, leaning in close. "I think it's time for a little punishment." forcing Alexia to bend over, her bare ass pointing towards the crowd. "Present," Roxy commanded, her voice echoing through the convention center.

Alexia's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she slowly lowered herself, her hands pressing against the cold convention floor. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she felt the heat of embarrassment wash over her. Unconsciously, she spread her legs, her bare pussy exposed for all to see. The cool air brushed against her sensitive skin, sending shivers down her spine.

"Such a pretty little display," Roxy cooed, her voice thick with mock admiration. "But I think the audience deserves a better view, don’t you?" With a sharp tug, she yanked Alexia’s hips higher, forcing her to arch her back until her shaved pussy glistened under the convention lights, lips parted in helpless exposure.

Roxy’s fingers traced the faint tan lines along Alexia’s thighs, her smirk widening as the contrast between pale and sun-kissed skin became glaringly obvious under the convention lights. “How adorable,” she purred, dragging a sharp nail over the sensitive border where flesh met stocking. “Even your tan lines are begging for attention, Princess.”

Alexia's heart raced as she felt Roxy's cold fingers brush against her skin. She tried to keep her breathing steady, but the feeling of being so exposed was overwhelming. She could feel the heat of embarrassment wash over her body, leaving her trembling with humiliation.

Without warning, Roxy reached behind Alexia and unclasped the bra. It fell to the floor with a soft thud, revealing her perfect breasts for all to see. The pink lace bra had done little to hide her tan lines, and now they were on full display.

Alexia's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she felt the cool air brush against her bare chest, her nipples hardening under the gaze of the convention attendees. She knew she should be embarrassed, but something about the attention made her feel a strange thrill.

"Stand up, Princess," Roxy commanded, her voice echoing through the convention center. "Show them what a perfect little servant you are." Alexia slowly rose to her feet, her body trembling slightly as she stood tall. She could feel the eyes of the crowd on her, drinking in every inch of her exposed skin. Roxy's fingers traced the tan lines on her breasts, her smirk widening as she admired the contrast of pale and sun-kissed flesh.

"Look at this," Roxy said, gesturing to Alexia's body. "Notice the delicate tan lines tracing along her breasts and crotch? It's as if they were painted there, isn't it?" The crowd murmured in agreement, some of them even whistling and clapping. Alexia felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement as she stood there, exposed for all to see.

"Now, let's see those beautiful tan lines in action," Roxy continued, her smirk widening. Alexia hesitated for a moment, her heart racing in her chest. She didn't want to do it, but she knew she had ****. Slowly, she began to perform a series of jumping jacks, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. The crowd cheered as they watched, their eyes fixed on her exposed body.

With each jump, the tan lines became more pronounced, tracing along her skin like delicate paintings.