Bad Bitch [ HeyThereLittleBear & Spyke Lion ]

"You stupid bitch," He'd snarled the words at her as he drug her from her bed, startled and confused. She'd fought at first, mostly trying to defend herself. After a swift kick to the ribs that knocked the breath out of her, she lost the urge to fight. Instead, she went limp in their grasp, letting them drag her down the stairs and out the door. "That's a good girl."

They put a blindfold on her so that she couldn't see where they were going, but she still had her other senses. She knew they made her walk into the middle of somewhere busy, then felt the sunlight go away, blocked by something. The sounds told her that she was still outside. Rough hands forced her down onto her knees, the cold steel of scissors sliding down her back was followed by a sudden breeze.

Instinctively, her arms leapt to cover her ample breasts, her nipples perky from the sudden breeze on them. "What's going on?" For the first time, she pleaded with her captors. Instead of a response, she felt a rag being shoved into her mouth, the cold of the scissors sliding down her pants making her shiver though the air was rather warm. She didn't fight anymore because she knew that it wouldn't do any good. Struggling would only make things worse for her.

Mia felt someone grab her hair, gentler than they'd been before. Rather than tugging it as she was sure they would do, she felt it secured back with a ponytail, taming her loose curls away from her heart-shaped face. The rough hands were back, dragging her over to something that was cold and hard, and was pressed on her hip. She felt the hands bend her over the item, which her mind guessed must be a bar of some sort.

Her arms were pulled from behind her back to in front of her, handcuffs clicking into place around her wrists. She tried to pull her hands back, finding instead that she was not just secured with her hands together, but secured to the ground. There was no give. Mia struggled with her gag enough to find a way to spit it out, coughing at how dry her mouth had become. "What's going on? Please..." She begged again, desperately trying to get the blindfold loose.

It wasn't until after she felt the warmth of sunlight on her bare skin again did the blindfold come free, revealing a street full of people gathering around. Staring at her. Naked. Her cheeks grew hot at the same of so many people seeing her so vulnerable, the fight back in her. "Please, no..." She fought with the handcuffs, but there was no give. "No...."

A circle of guards surrounded her, holding back the front lines of the crowd that was forming. This park, once a beautiful place to take a daily stroll, had been practically turned into an infamous museum where vicious punishments were put into place. Ranging from public beatings to horrendous displays of humiliation, the men of today's society were as brutal as the rules they had put into place, especially against women. If you broke a rule or went out of line, they made sure to make a quick example of you, and they didn't forgive you easily.

A few people in the crowd already began to holler at the girl, raising their fists and yelling obscene names. Some of them held phones into the air, making sure to record the moment so that they could all upload it later. This was a public event, and there was no reason to try and hide any of it. She wasn't the first example made, and there was no way she would be the last.

"You should have known this would happen." An officer guarding her chuckled, looking over her body with a glance. "Though I do have to say, I don't mind the view." He motioned to a few of the officers, signalling that she was in place. "You know the punishments for acting like you had." The officer said to her, something pulling his attention away. "Now you have to face the consequences." A vehicle pulled up not too far away, and a few more officers emerged from inside.

One had a rather ravenous-looking german shepherd on a leash.

"Okay, people!" The officer with the dog raised his hand, looking to the crowd surrounding them. "Once again, a woman thinks she has the right to say what she wants... to a man, no less." A few boos called from the crowd, making the officer chuckle. He walked over to the girl chained to the ground, the german shepherd barking and snarling at her, pulling roughly on its leash.

"Punishment is simple... " The officer chuckled. "If you act like a bitch... you get treated like a bitch." He led the dog closer to the girl, the canine barking furiously now, trying its hardest to break off to run over to her.

"I'd like you all to meet Samson!" The officer motioned to the dog, his muscles tensing from having to hold the beast. "Samson has been specially bred for this kind of punishment. Notice that he's a little bigger than the rest of his breed... and a little more vicious." The officer smirked, looking back over to the girl.

"You brought this upon yourself." He practically spat.

Mia felt the crowd's eyes on her like a thousand ants, crawling over her exposed skin and some even daring to take pictures and video. The murmurs were mostly amused though some were outraged that she had dared to treat a man as horrible as to get punished. Among the crowd she could even see people she knew, her accuser a grinning figure with dark glee on his face. He was one of the few with their phones out, his spare hand making sure her eyes were on him before grasping his groin, where he outlined his erect cock through his pants.

Tears welled in her eyes at the injustice that was being dealt to her, her arms pulling hopelessly at the chains that bound her to the ground. "Please, you don't understand... I'm innocent..." She begged, pleading with the nearest guard of the event, though he wasn't even looking at her. Her eyes were drawn from the crowd as another vehicle pulled up, the officers being led out from it by a large dog.

"No... Oh god no." The shame turned to horror as she put the pieces of the puzzle together, finally understanding why she was bent over the bar that kept her hips up -- she was being held up to be mounted even if she resisted. "I swear! I didn't do it!" Her cries became more frenzied, tugging her restraints so hard that her wrists were beginning to bruise.

Rather than acknowledge her cries, the heavy-handed officer bent over her, greedy fingers moving over her exposed sex. Her thighs tried to clamp together but it didn't stop him from sliding two fingers in, fucking her with them until she was wet against her will, the man sliding out his digits to rub her liquids over the lips of her pussy. With a vicious smile at the crowd, he leaned forward and shoved his fingers into her mouth, filling her mouth with the taste of her own sexy. "Enjoy it, bitch. He won't be as gentle."