"Fifty?" Sarah gasps, her eyes going wide with horror. "No... I don't think that could be..." She shudders violently in your arms, trying to banish the image from her mind. "I-I don't remember it being that many people..."

But even as she says this, she knows deep down that there might have been even more than fifty people who saw her helpless and took advantage of her during those terrible moments in the pillory.

"Oh..." Sarah whispers, looking away as she processes this new information. "I-I didn't even think about a camera..." She pales further at the thought of how many people might have watched her humiliation. "I... I can't believe that..." Tears well up in her eyes once more as she buries her face in your chest, unable to bear the weight of shame and embarrassment any longer.

"It was horrible," she manages to choke out between sobs. "

"Oh yes, dear... Clean me up nicely, so the next gentleman may enjoy himself." She smiles sweetly, not caring that her words imply she wants to be used by multiple partners in succession, leaving you to deal with the aftermath. The thrill of being desired by others seems to override any concern for your feelings.

As you clean her, Sarah lets out soft moans of pleasure, enjoying the intimate contact even though it's not coming from the person she truly desires. Her legs tremble, and she arches her back, offering herself to you. Despite feeling hurt and angry, you can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as you realize how much these strangers are enjoying her body. You wonder if she feels the same way about you or if this is just some game to her...