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Part 2

Sarah sat in the car, terrified. She had pretty much owned Katherine for the past months, keeping the girl under her thumb and entirely controlled. What had happened? Was it just because she was now the naked one and Kathrine was clothed? Did clothes really decide who was the dominate one?

Sarah hadn't been naked in public like this for over a year, since Katherine's mother had stripped them both and put them through humiliating exposures. Though she never spoke of it she had lived in terror that she would once again find herself in this situation. She had nightmares constantly of being naked and helpless. Now it was all to real. True, they were in a car, but she still cupped her firm round breasts and crossed her thighs, wedging a hand over her crotch. Where were they going? What did Katheine have planned?

Finally, after a horrid and suspenseful car ride they stopped. Cautiously, trying to keep hidden by the door Sarah peaked out the window. She recognized where they were instantly. It was the coffee shop where Sarah had taken Katherine after her release from jail. She realized instantly why she was here.

"Katherine, please..." She begged.

"Oh, you're trying to plead with me?" Katherine said coldly. "What about all those time I pleaded with you? Begged for mercy? You never listened, you kept humiliating me. Now it's time for me to return the favor."

With that Katherine hopped out of the car. Sarah could've tried to lock her door, but her mind was mush with fear. Vanessa swung open her door, grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. She reached behind Sarah and grabbed her other arm, pulling it off her crotch. She pulled both Sarah's elbows together behind her back and turned her to the late night crowd in front of the busy coffee shop. Then Katherine whistled loudly.

Heads turned. In one moment everyone looked. Sarah stared back at them, fully exposed. From head to toe, nothing hiding her body. She looked down, seeing her pointy nipples, large mounds, leading down to her shaven crotch and smooth legs.

Instantly the crowd erupted. Laughter, catcalls, pointing and jeering. Sarah watched as people tripped over themselves trying to pull out their camera phones. She stood helplessly as flashes began, videos and photographs being taken, which would instantly be all over the internet. She turned her faces away, realizing that she could be identified.

Katherine wasn't done yet. Not by a long shot. She had suffered and been driven past her breaking point. Sarah had been her partner, her lover, and had fully betrayed and humiliated her. Now she had to show her what it was like.

She swung Sarah around. Sarah twirled on her bare feet, helplessly flopping on her bare chest against the car hood. Knowing her ass was now on full display she threw her hands over it, boney fingers hiding nothing. Katherine grabbed her wrists and put them on the small of her back. Then, To Sarah's absolute shock Vanessa kicked her heels out, sending her legs out at a 45 degree angle. Though she couldn't see it this meant she was fully spread, her crotch now visible and probably her asshole. Katherine used her own booted foot to hold one of Sarah's legs out, keeping her from clenching up.

Sarah was breathing heavy, knowing what was coming next. Worse, she knew she deserved it. She had done the same thing to Katherine, and maybe even wore. Shame filled her, both at her exposure and the knowledge that she deserved this punishment. She waited. Then, out of nowhere...

WHAM!

She felt the first of Katherine's spanks. She screeched. It hurt, it really hurt! She felt fire on her butt cheek. Before she could recover Katherine brought her hand down again. Sarah started tearing up, unable to stay strong. By the third spank she was sobbing. She blubbered incoherently and tried as Katherine rained down slaps, not even doing it hard, but fully breaking down her tormentor.

Finally Katherine stopped. She released Sarah, who slid off the hood of the car and fell on the ground, landing on her wounded butt with more tears. She sat legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She looked back at the coffee shop. Some people didn't know what to make of all this, sat in confusion. Some women stared in disgust. All the men were torn between lust and hilarity, laughing and filing.

"Katherine, please." Sarah said, her voice a broken whine. "Please, don't leave me like this! Don't leave me naked!"

"I wouldn't dream of it." Katherine said calmly. She reached into the car and pulled something out. She threw it into Sarah's lap.

Sarah picked it up. It was the adult diaper she'd bought to try to force Katherine to wear! She moaned in disgust. But what choice did she have? She rose shakily to her feet, shoved the diaper between her legs. As she brought it over her butt she sighed in discomfort, feeling it clamp over her inflamed skin. She stuck the sides together, feeling it seal around her.

Sarah looked down. She was in diapers! She was nude except for this heavy hot sack around her midsection! Bare, large breasts swaying, standing on bare feet, waddling in place as the heavy plastic wedged around her middle. How could she ever have tried to do this to Katherine? She hung her head in shame, twiddling her thumbs, hiding nothing. She didn't even look as Katherine got into the car and drove away, leaving her half naked in the road, shamed and infantile, knowing that this was her just fate.