I case I haven't mentioned it enough, being totally naked in front of clothed people has never been my happy place. I love my body, and have put many hours a week my entire life into making it as beautiful as it can be, as modeled by both of my parents. And when I've happily taken off its clothing while with a handsome man who was matching my nudity and taking open delight in my undraped charms, I've not felt a whisper of modesty. But being paraded en deshabille and in shackles before five fully clothed people each of whom had good reason to delight in my humiliation, and each of whom apparently was to be granted carte blanche to spank my poor tender buttocks...Well, this was about as embarrassed as I could ever imagine being. And of course, the great likelihood that my most intimate respo
