Exhausted, I collapsed onto your lap, my breathing heavy over the ball gag. I flinched as I felt your hand smack down on me one more time. Just as quickly, a moan of appreciation formed in my throat as I felt your nimble hands snake down between my cheeks and into my ready pussy.

I was surprised to realize that despite my complete horror at being punished in front of all of these people, and my hatred and disgust of the other girl who had been pleasing you and torturing my tits, that my pussy had once again responded to your ministrations and was sopping wet with anticipation.

I felt light headed as I lay across your lap and enjoyed the feeling of your fingers toying with my flesh. Small sighs escaped around the confines of the gag as I felt my body relax completely. As you continued to manipulate my pussy with your fingers, I grew more and more relaxed until suddenly, I felt you push harder, stretching me almost uncomfortably wide.

A moan stuck in my throat as I heard the lady's voice, urging you to give me more. My eyes flew open and I began to struggle once more with the realization that I was still being watched and that you were trying to insert your entire fist into me! I whimpered and squirmed in your lap, shaking my head as an indication that I did not want this. But my movements only seemed to give you more access as I felt your hand pushing further.

My whimpers turned to outright cries of shock and pain, still muffled, and I thought that surely I would stretch no more. With all the strength I had, I lifted my head from the ground and straightened myself across you, twisting to look directly at you. My eyes were full of questions, fear and pain. I held your gaze for only a moment and then collapsed once more.