Raw Disbelief

Smiling, the crowd seemed to talk over each other, making it hard for me to pick out everything being said, but the gist of it was clear; they did not believe, or at least, did not want her to stop. I gasped, smiling even as my eyes watered. I kept begging anyway, playing the expectant role, even as an exuberant expression gleamed on her face. After letting the crowd chat and cry out loudly for several minutes, she held up my leach before me, looking down at me, a smug, nasty expression clear on her face. "Looks like the crowd does not believe you. You do want to find forgiveness, don't you? You want to earn it still, don't you?"

Naked before them, I made the best of my body language to play the part, knowing the ballgag made anything I tried to say be mush-mouth at best. I watched as she landed down, **** me before then before dragging me along, pulling me from my kneeling position, and forcing me to follow behind her. I gasped as I obediently followed behind, walking on all fours now behind her. I followed beside her, doing my best to make me look submissive and speaking forgiveness. She smiled as she walked, leading me around, stopping by the glass and making a show of spanking me roughly before the glass, the crowd openly excited as my ass bounced before them, as I clearly responded to the pleasure and pain the impact brought.

After a bit, she resumed moving me around, and I felt her hand on my neck, I looked up at her, catching her smiling, enjoying humiliating me, leading me slowly around, stopping before them on a regular basis. Soon, she leaves me naked before them, rubbing a hand through my hair, before standing before me and **** me before them. I dare not to resist, finding myself oddly enjoying being so dominated. She looked at me and the crowd, cupping my breast before letting go of my neck and resuming her trek around me

Eventually, we're back in the center, and as I obediently wait before her, feel her pulling on my leach, casually chocking me with it as the crowd cheered...