You convince yourself that everything is going well... Obviously, the Queeny plan is the best option for you.

You convince yourself: “Nothing will be bad... Queeny knows better than me what I need to do... It is better for my interests to maintain friendly relations with Queeny. And one more thing: if I try to resist Queeny's wishes, she may make my life unbearable! Out of an abundance of caution, I have to do what Queeny says! Yes! I do all this only based on rational motives!”

You offer a reduced price of $70 and the man agrees. He tells you to come to his pickup truck.

You fearfully move closer to the pickup truck, which is parked on the side of the road.

The man says in a hoarse, excited voice: “Put your hands on the door of the pickup truck...”

You are following his orders. Your palms feel the coolness of the metal of the car door.

The next moment, the man’s hand lowers your shorts. Then, you feel the man’s strong palms spanking your plump buttocks.

Out of surprise, you let out a feminine squeal: “Ayy... Ohhh... Eee...”

A commanding male voice orders: “Arch your back like a cat... Raise your plump buttocks higher, bitch!”

You would like to object to something, but... Slap! Another slap! Your buttocks feel pain...

You are **** to fulfill the man's demands. You arch your back. Your face drops lower. At the same time, you continue to stand with your feet on the ground and your buttocks rise higher.

You did as you were told... You hope that... Slap! Second slap! Third!

The severe spanking of your buttocks did not stop, even though you did what the man wanted you to do... You begin to cry due to the pain and humiliation. Your tears run down your cheeks and drip onto the ground.

You say in a weak, effeminate voice, “Please, sir...”

You don't have time to finish your sentence. The reason for this is quite predictable: a series of hard spanks on your plump buttocks.

You are practically crying because of the painful sensations and the awareness of your own powerlessness. Your tender and hairless buttocks are probably reddened right now from those merciless spankings.

You hear the man say as he gets closer to your ear: “Cute underwear you have, slut! Ha!Ha! I believe that sexy bitches like you can always benefit from vigorous spanking. The reddish tint really suits your plump bitch buttocks..."

The Queeny voice in your head says: “I’ve always loved spanking too! It gives such a thrill!”

After these words, you again feel a series of slaps on your buttocks.

You are crying like a weak girl. Physical pain is mixed with feelings of your psychological humiliation.