The Spanking Couples

Chapter 1, The First Meeting

We were both nervous.   Two middle-aged, married lovers who finally had decided to try something new.   He always had a fetish side.   She was always a pure vanilla.  His name was Bill, hers Debbie.  Both were in their mid 50s, and had been happily married for over 30 years. 

One day about six months ago, after a long argument about Bill spending too much time on internet porn sites, Bill acquiesced.  In a fit of passion, he finally yelled, “Well, OK, then.   If you hate it so much, ‘Spank me!’  If it will make you feel better, then spank me!”  Also in a fit of passion, Marion immediately marched into the kitchen, grabbed a spatula, and returned.   She immediately sat down and said “OK, big boy.  Drop your pants and get over my lap!”   This was the last thing that he expected, but the die was cast.  And, thus began their experiment in the world of sensual spanking.   By the time she was done, they were both naked and horny as hell.   By the end of the evening he had a sore butt and she had a sore pussy.  

That began their trip into the world of fetish lovemaking.  Together they began reading the various sites dealing with spanking and other fetish lovemaking lifestyles.  And, they even included Domestic Discipline into their lifestyle, with her in control and him on the receiving end.  He got spanked every time he broke a household rule.  And, now all discipline sessions began with both of them naked.   And, Bill was also required to thank her afterwards – with his tongue.  After each session, he was required to service Debbie orally as a thank you.   Sex usually followed, but that decision was always hers.  She was always in control.

Then, one day when they were browsing the internet, they came across a Spanking Yahoo! Group.  They had always talked about possibly adding a third or forth person to their playtime activities, but never had the nerve to follow through on those thoughts.  The more they read about the spanking group, the more they realized that there were many others in their fair city who had the same desires--Spanking as foreplay.  Suddenly they both began to wonder if talking to others would give them some ideas.  Finally, they saw it:  An open invitation to the monthly meeting of the local Spanking group.   It was always held in a hotel on a three day weekend.   And, the next meeting was next weekend.   They both decided to give it a try.

Debbie was always the top, Bill was always the bottom.   Never reversed.   But, they also agreed that Debbie might want to try the bottom if they met the right person.  With that in mind, they walked into the room.  There were tables everywhere.  Actually, the room was set up like a restaurant – with a bar along one wall.  But, there were a few extras, too.  In the front of the room there was a spanking bench in one corner, and a St. Andrews Cross in another.   In the middle was a large, straight-backed chair.  Most of the tables were filled with people – some young, some older, some male, some female, some couples, and some singles.  All talking and having a good time.  

Suddenly, Debbie spotted the registration desk.  They explained that they were new to the club, and would like to give it a try.  The couple manning the desk both had red name tags.   They explained that the name tags also identified your spanking preference.  Blue signified a top, red a bottom, and green for a switch.  They also explained that there were some unwritten rules that said anyone alone is considered available.   But, if two people were together, then they should be treated likewise.   So, anyone wanting to experiment with a new partner really needs to roam around the room alone.   And, the Number One Rule is “No Means No!”  No exceptions.  Once you are told no, you must move on. 

With that in mind, Debbie placed her blue nametag over her left breast while Bill placed a red one on his chest.   They spotted a vacant table, and decided to set and observe. They went and got a couple of drinks from the bar, then sat down at the vacant table to watch.  Suddenly, a couple of people walked up on stage and walked over to the spanking bench.  He was carrying a paddle.   She was only wearing a sexy, black string bikini style bra and tong panty set.   And, the sting in the back of the tong was buried between her cheeks, leaving her ass totally naked. 

A second look revealed that she was one of the ladies working at the registration desk.  He introduced himself as the club president, and she was his girlfriend.  Suddenly he yelled “How Many?”   The crowd yelled back “20!”   She immediately laid face down on the spanking bench and positioned her naked ass towards the crowd.  The spanking bench had handcuffs attached to the legs, and he attached them to her ankles and wrists.  

“Count Off!”  He yelled.

Suddenly Debbie and Bill heard WHACK! as the paddle struck her white butt.

“One!” she exclaimed.

WHACK!

“Two” she shouted.

Her ass was getting a rosy red color now.

WHACK!

“Three!” she shouted. 

Suddenly, another couple appeared at their table, and introduced themselves as Ron and Marion.  Both appeared to be in their 50s, and Marion was sporting a blue nametag while Ron wore a red one.

As the paddling continued near in the front of the room, Marion asked if they were new to the club.  Bill explained that this indeed was their first visit to the club.  Marion explained that they have been coming for about a year, but she found very few couples where the lady was the top.  Debbie began to blush.  She was delighted to find another couple who might possibly tell them about their relationship, but she also was shy in front of strangers.   The thought of baring her sole to another suddenly scared her.

Marion explained that they were a true Female dominant couple.   She explained that they do use Domestic Disciple as part of their lifestyle, and that she never bottoms to anyone.  Ron, on the other hand is a pure bottom.   He has never spanked her or any other woman.  He has, however, spanked and been spanked by other men – always upon her orders.  Then, Marion shocked both Bill and Debbie by telling them that Ron also has been forced to perform orally on other men. 

That admission shocked Debbie.   Here face was not redder than the lady’s butt up on stage.   But, she looked at her husband and got shocked again.   She looked at his face and his eyes were as big as saucers.   He had a grin on his face.   Then she looked as his lap and saw a tent in his pants.   He was definitely turned on by this talk.  She suddenly got afraid of where this discussion was heading.

Then, Marion realized that she had gone too far and apologized to Debbie.   She admitted that sometimes she forgets that some couples are not as kinky as them.   She explained that she had not meant to embarrass anyone, but just sometimes tells others more than they want to know.   Again, she apologized. 

Debbie suddenly felt the need to change the subject, and commented that they could never perform a spanking in public.   She could never spank or be spanked with others watching.  Surprisingly, Marion agreed.   Marion also noted that Debbie said “…spank or be spanked….”  She said that they have played with others, but never in the center of this room.   She said that she has spanked her husband in front of others, but always in a privacy setting.  In fact, she refuses to bring her spanking implements down to the Spanking Club common area for that reason. 

Marion then switched the subject and began asking about where they lived, kids, family, jobs, etc.  All the boring stuff that new friends exchange.   Surprisingly, they learned that they now only are almost the same ages, but that the two couples live about 10 miles from each other.  The more they talked, but more they began to like each other.  The guys made several trips to the bar together, and by midnight all four were acting like long lost friends.   And, all four were feeling no pain.

All evening the conversation was periodically interrupted by the activities in the front of the room.  As the evening wore on, and the alcohol began to take its toll, both couples were curious where this evening would end.   Then at midnight, the club president got up front and announced “It’s time for the spanking contest!”   As the announcer explained the contest rules, Marion noted that the contest was a club tradition.  And, the winning couple received a free club membership for the next month.  The rules were simple.  Couples volunteered to perform a spanking.  When all the competing couples finished their spanking, the club members then would vote on who was the most entertaining.  No sex or blood was permitted.  If a spanker drew blood or demanded sex, the couple was immediately disqualified.  

Then, Marion commented that they have never competed, and that the room usually gets quite noisy during the contest.   She then invited Bill and Debbie to join them in their room for another cocktail and more conversation.  She then leaned over to Debbie and whispered into her ear “Ron is not allowed to wear clothes in our room, so don’t be surprised when he strips in front of us”.  By now Debbie was feeling no pain and replied “I can’t wait”.  Marion then asked Debbie to give them 5 minutes before joining them so that they could clean the room and Ron and Marion got up and left.

While they were alone, Debbie and Bill began discussing their new friends.  Both agreed that they had a lot in common, and that Ron and Marion probably could teach them a few spanking tricks.  With that in mind, Debbie then told Bill that Ron would be naked when they got to their room.   Then, in a move that surprised them both, she added “And, since Ron will be naked, I think that you should join him!”  Bill stepped back and starred at his sexy wife, then smiled.  This was going to be an interesting evening.

When the door opened, Bill and Debbie got another surprise.   They expected to find Ron greeting them in his birthday suit.   But, instead they saw Marion greeting them wearing only a sexy string bikini style tong panty.  The only other thing she wore was six inch stiletto heels.  (aka Fuck Me Pumps).    Her large naked boobs were still jiggling from her walk to the door.  When she turned to lead them into her room, Bill and Debbie saw that the string from the tong bikini disappeared in her ass crack.  From the back she appeared totally naked.  Then as they entered the room they saw Ron standing naked in a corner with a very red, freshly paddled ass. 

“Ron, why don’t you get our guests something to drink” Marion said to Ron.   Then, he turned and walked over to the mini bar.  Marion then turned to Debbie and said “That’s just a warm up.  In a few minutes I will give him his real spanking.”

Then, with a grin on her face, Marion said the Debbie “We have no rules here.  So, feel free to get ‘comfortable’.”  Debbie knew that Marion was asking her to remove her clothes, too. 

All the booze had taken its toll, so Debbie turned to her husband and said “Bill, ‘Strip’!  I want you naked now!”  Bill immediately stripped to his birthday suit.  “Now, go help Ron get us some drinks!” she ordered her husband.

While they were waiting, Marion walked over to Debbie and whispered into her ear “Why don’t you join me.   I want to see your tits, baby!”  That request scared Debbie.   But, it turned her on at the same time.  She then felt Marion reach behind her and unzip her dress, and then pushed it to the floor.  Next, Marion reached up and unbuttoned her bra and pulled it from her shoulders.   Debbie now stood in the center of the room wearing only a tong panty and heels – just like her hostess. 

Marion then turned to the two naked guys, took their freshly mixed drinks, and said, “OK, you two naughty boys.   It’s time for your spanking.  Lie down on the bed together.”

Once the guys were lying side by side on the bed together, Marion then turned to Debbie and asked if Ron had ever been spanked with a belt.   When Debbie replied that he had not, Marion pulled a belt out of her suitcase and handed it to Debbie.  “Go on.   Try it.  There’s nothing more exciting than listening to a grown man cry after a good belt whipping.” 

Debbie was once again nervous.   Where was this going?  When Marion saw the hesitation, she told Debbie “Do It! Or I will Do It to you!”  That comment scared Debbie.  But, she also was getting excited.   She could even feel wetness between her legs.  Debbie then reached out and took the belt from Marion and stepped over to the side of the bed.   She swung the belt and cracked her husband on the ass with the belt.   He let out the loudest cry that she ever heard from him.  She swung it again, this time hitting Ron.  Ditto.  She was now getting turned on.  She kept hitting them and hitting them until both guys were crying like babies. 

Chapter 2, The Bet

Suddenly, Marion stepped forward and took the belt.  She had a devilish grin on her face and announced “That’s OK for a start, but let me show you how it’s really done.”  She then stepped over to her husband’s side of the bed, swung the belt, and landed a vicious crack on his ass.   He screamed at the top of his lungs.  Then it was Bill’s turn.  Within five minutes both guys were lying on the bed begging her to stop. 

Marion then leaned into Debbie and whispered “OK.  Now let’s have a contest of our own.  I bet that I can make my husband use his “Safe” word before you can make yours.”

Debbie was now in the spirit of things.   She thought a bit, and then said “Well, what’s the stakes?”

“Well, for starters, the first guy to use his Safe word must suck the cock of the other guy, and swallow his load.  I love to watch guys giving blowjobs, and I think your husband is a natural.”  Marion answered.

Debbie was now getting a little POed at Marion’s overconfidence.  And, she needed to support her husband.  “Never happen!” she exclaimed.

“OK, how about a side bet?”  Marion replied.   “How about the wife of the losing guy eating the pussy of the wife of the winner?  If your husband is as good as you think, then he’ll get a blowjob and I’ll eat your pussy.   But, if he uses his ‘Safe’ word first, he gives Ron a blowjob and you eat my pussy.”

Debbie felt that she was backed into a corner now, and immediately agreed.  Marion knew that her plan was right on schedule, for she knew that Ron had never used his Safe word.  She also knew that once Debbie was forced to perform, her submissive side would come out.   What she really wanted was three, not one, bottoms to enjoy all day tomorrow.

Both of the guys overheard the conversation, and Ron began to grin ear to ear.   Although Bill wanted to see his wife eat her first pussy, the thought of giving Ron a blowjob to completion – including swallowing his cum – was not something he wanted to do.  But, if he objects now they would both be embarrassed, and his wife probably would disown him.  After all, she was participating in his fetish, not the other way around. 

“Ok boys, let’s get to it.  Ron, turn around and face the bottom of the bed.”  While Ron was turning, Marion reached into her suitcase and pulled out four sets of handcuffs.  She also had two pieces of rope.   She then told the boys to place their hand on the middle of their backs, and attached handcuffs to each.  She then tied one end of a rope to the handcuffs, and pulled their arms forward towards their neck.   She then wrapped the rope around their right shoulder down their chest, and back out from under the left shoulder.   She pulled the rope tight, pulling their arms higher on their backs, and then tied it off on the handcuffs again.

“That will keep them from covering their asses when the whipping gets serious.  She also handcuffs their ankles together, keeping their lets closed.   She explained that this is to protect their balls from the belt. 

She then pulled a fifth set of handcuffs out of the suitcase, and dangled them on one finger in front of Debbie’s face.  “These are for you after your wimpy husband submits.”  She had another evil grin on her face while staring at Debbie’s tits.

“OK, boys,” announced Marion.  She turned to Debbie and said, you stand on that side of the bed, and I will be over here.  As you can see, their asses are aligned, so that each swing of the belt will strike them both at the same time.  We will alternate strokes until one of them uses their Safe word.  Ignore everything else.  The belt whipping will only stop after one of the uses their ‘Safe word.

Marion then asked Debbie for Bill’s safe word, and learned that is was “creampie”.  Marion told Debbie that Ron’s is ‘cocksucker’. 

“Interesting,” Debbie replied.  Maybe you can eat Bill’s creampie from my pussy while Ron sucks his cock.”

“Be careful what you ask for,” Marion said. 

“OK boys, let’s see which of you is the biggest pussy and wants to suck cock the most!”  Marion yelled, then swung her belt forward and cracked both boys on the ass.  Ron yelled, but Bill yelled louder.  Debbie knew then that she would be eating pussy before the night was over. 

Whack!   Whack!   Whack!

Debbie was amaze.   Both guys were crying like babies, but neither wanted to give in.   The belt whipping was turning their asses purple.   Neither would be able to sit down tomorrow, but neither was giving in.  She was almost on the verge of submitting herself, when Marion delivered her hardest blow of the night.  Suddenly, she heard Ron scream “Cocksucker!”

“What did you say”, Marion replied.

“I said ‘Cocksucker’!”  He replied.  “I’m nothing but a pussy boy who loves to suck cock!”  he screamed at the top of his lungs. 

Marion was shaken.  She had never lost this bet.  She also had never eaten another woman’s pussy.   She did not know what to say.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”  Debbie asked.  “It looks like Ron is the loser, so get prepared to eat pussy.   But, first, drop those panties and put your hands behind your back.”

Marion, now staring at the floor in disbelief that she had lost, reached down and started to pull her panties down.

“Stop!”  Debbie shouted.   “I have a better idea.”  She then walked over to Marion, pulled her hand behind her back, and then attached the handcuffs.  “Marion, crawl over to your husband and have him remove your panties with his teeth!”

Now, Marion began to smile.  She was beginning to like Debbie more each second.  She walked over to her husband, whose head was now hanging over the end of the bed, and placed her twat directly in front of his face. 

Debbie now walked across the room, and picked up the paddle Marion had used on Ron earlier in the evening.  She walked back to Marion and announced “OK, bitch.  I’m going to give you one whack every five seconds that those panties are on your body.  So, you had better help your husband now!”  And with that, she smacked Marion on the ass with the paddle hard. 

The smack on Marion’s ass caused her to lurch forward, pulling the panties out of her husband’s mouth and causing them to spring back into place over her wet pussy.  She leaned forward again so her husband could get another grip on her panties with his teeth, then suddenly WHACK!  Another blow to her ass.  Again, the panties pulled out of his mouth and snapped back over her pussy.  This time, the panties landed directly on her clit, causing her to scream.  

“Pull the damn things off!”  Marion screamed.  “I don’t care if you have to rip them, just get them off!”

WHACK!   Another hard blow to her lily white ass.  This time, when she lurched, Ron kept the panties in his teeth and one of the straps on the side broke.   She still had the strap stuck between her cheeks, though, and the panties were still officially attached.  When her husband pulled, the string only went deeper into her ass crack. 

WHACK!   Again Marion lurched with the assult on her butt.   But, this time she got wise and guided here forward lurch to the other direction, causing the second of the two side straps to break.  Her thong panties now hung from between her ass cracks, between her legs, between her pussy lips, and over to her husband’s mouth.   She wanted to reach between her ass cheeks and allow the panties to drop to the floor, but the handcuffs kept her hands too high.  Finally, she spread her legs as wide as possible so that the tong string would come loose from her ass crack.

WHACK!   With her butt cheeks spread, this time the paddle landed directly on her rosebud.  Marion screamed the loudest she had ever screamed in her life.  Debbie had scored a direct hit on her asshole, and made it sting like nothing had ever stung before.   But, luck was also on her side.   The action of the paddle striking her cheeks also forced the tong panty string loose, and the panty dropped from her body, now hanging from her husband’s mouth.   

Marion quickly turned and stared at Debbie, then screamed “Damn, you!”   Debbie only smiled and said “Bitch, we’re only getting started!”

Chapter 3, Hogtied

Debbie slowly turned away from Marion, and reached over to where her husband was still laying on the bed.  She reached up and untied the rope from his handcuffs and pulled it free.   She then reached down to the cuffs holding his ankles together, and freed them, too. 

“OK, pussy boy” she said to her husband.   “Get up and make room for the Bitch.”   Bill then rolled over and stood up beside the bed.   Debbie then told Ron to rotate his body 90 degrees, so that his head was still facing down, but now was looking from the one bed to another. 

Debbie then turned to face Marion and ordered her to lay down beside her husband, face first on the bed and also facing the other bed.  She then took the ankle cuffs that had been on her husband and attached them to Marion’s legs.  Next, she took the rope that had been on her husband, attached it to Marion’s handcuffs, and pulled it down.   Next she pulled Marion’s ankle cuffs upward, forcing her into a hogtie position.   She took the rope, looped it around the ankle cuffs, and pulled the rope back to the handcuffs.   Finally, she pulled the rope hard, forcing Marion’s arms and legs upward and together.   She tied the rope off, pulling all the slack out between the hand and ankle cuffs.   This forced Marion’s shoulders legs, and feet off the bed and her arms and legs together.   Marion was now is a very uncomfortable hogtie – one the most commonly used positions in the BDSM world.  Ron quickly received the same treatment, so both were now hogtied and facing the other bed.

“Well, bitch, I told you that you were going to get to eat a creampie before the night is over, but first you owe Bill an apology for whipping his ass so hard.  Bill’s arms were still handcuffed together, so even he had to listen to Debbie’s demands.  He was ordered to stand in front of both Ron and Marion, and then bend over so that Marion could kiss his left ass cheek while Ron kissed the right.  Debbie then found Marion’s suitcase and discovered a small flogger style whip which is usually used to whip a penis or pussy.  

Debbie then walked behind the hogtied pair, and flicked both on their exposed sex organs.   “OK, let’s begin.  And, each time I see your lips come off his ass I will give you this.”   She then swatted them both on the genitals again.  Suddenly both Ron and Marion were reaching their tongues and lips forward, kissing Bill’s bruised ass cheeks. 

Debbie forced them both to kiss her husband’s ass for about 15 minutes, then walked over to Bill and told him to stand directly in front of Marion.  Next, she reached around her husband and pulled his ass cheeks apart, exposing his asshole.  “OK bitch, now it’s time for you to clean his ass.   I want to see that tongue working overtime.  And, I want to see it inside his rosebud NOW!”   With that she took the penis whip and gave Marion a hard swat directly on her tit nipples.  Suddenly Marion’s tongue reached forward and began to rim Bill’s brown hole.   Another swat on the tit, and Marion picked up the pace.   Soon Bill was moaning that he was about to cum. 

“Don’t you dare, and she pulled her husband forward, pushing him onto the bed.  Just relax, while I get some of that, too.   She then walked over to where Ron was lying, and reached around and opened her own ass cheeks – exposing her rosebud.   She then pushed her ass into Ron’s face, and told him that he better make her cum.  Ron had an evil grin on his face right before burying his tongue in her anus.  He continued to rim her asshole for about ten minutes, when Debbie began to moan.  Ron heard this and picked up the pace.   Soon Debbie was screaming with delight as Ron’s tongue brought her to her first climax of the night.

Chapter 4:  The Creampie

After coming down from her anal climax, Debbie looked over at the other bed and saw Bill laying face down. 

“What’s the matter, Billy Boy?”  she teased.  “You got a sore butt and a hard cock?   You need a fresh place to put that hard cock?   How about Ron’s mouth?”

Ron and Bill both moaned, then Debbie crawled up on the bed, and told Bill to get up one his knees.   Once Bill was in position, Debbie got on her hands and knees, and backed her ass towards Bill.   She reached behind her, grabbed Bill’s hard cock, and slowly began working it into her pussy.   “Common, Billy Boy.”  She teased again.  “You love creampies.   Well, let’s make one now.   I want Marion to taste one of our specials”. 

Bill began to bump and grind away.  Because he nearly came while getting his asshole reamed by Marion, it did not take long for him to shoot his load into his wife’s wet, hot box.  He pumped and pumped and pumped, until he was exhausted.  He then collapsed on the bed, and Diane rolled over onto her back, and reached down to pinch her pussy lips closed, thereby trapping all of Bill’s cum in her pussy. 

With one hand holding her puss closed, Debbie walked over to Marion and used her free hand to untie the rope holding her in a hogtie.   She then did the same for Ron, and told them both to roll over onto their backs, with their heads hanging over the side of the bed.   Once they were in position, she ordered her husband to stand in front of Ron while she positioned herself near Marion’s waiting lips. 

Then, to everyone’s amazement, Debbie made another shocking announcement:

“OK guys, we’re going to have another contest.  Ron, your job is to make Bill cum before I do.   If you do, you can fuck Bill in the ass while Marion sucks his cock.  IF not, you stay tied up all night.”

“Marion, your job is to make me cum before Bill.  If you do, I will trade places with you and be your sexual slave the rest of the night.   But, if Bill comes first, you get to suck my husband’s cock while your husband is fucking him in the ass.   And, I will be spanking your ass while you do it.” 

“Bill, your goal is to protect your virgin asshole.  If you cum first, then your ass is next.  If I cum first, then your asshole is safe.” 

Well, I knew my husband, and I was pretty sure that he would not cum before me.  Yes, I secretly wanted to trade places with Marion, and this contest was the perfect excuse.   I gave the command and, suddenly I saw Marion wiggle her tongue toward my slit.  Remembering that I was still holding Bill’s load in my pussy, I lurched forward so that Marion could access my hot hole.   I looked to the right, only to see Ron anxiously sucking away at my husbands cock.   And, it was getting bigger by the moment. 

I was feeling good.  Marion is an experienced pussy eater, and she was eagerly sucking my pussy dry.   She was lapping up all of Bills sperm and my cum from my pussy, and I was getting hotter and hotter.   I looked at Bill and saw that he also was getting hotter.   Feeling another man’s mouth around his cock was making him horny again.   But, I also loved the touch of another woman’s tongue on my pussy.  

I looked at Bill and Ron again, and I saw Bill begin to close his eyes and moan.  My plan was about to backfire, then………

“Yes!   Yes!   Yes!”   I screamed.   I had climaxed again.   And, it happened just before Bill shot his load into Ron’s mouth.   We both had cum only moments apart.   Marion continued to lap at my lips, while Ron continued to suck Bill dry.   Ron definitely loved to suck cock, but I had never guessed that Marion loved to eat pussy.   And, I was in seventh heaven.

But, only for another moment, for soon I would be wearing the handcuffs and licking her snatch dry. 

 

The Spanking Couples:  Femdom Spanking Poker Party

Chapter 1:  A Spanking Friendship

After their initial introduction at the Spanking Party, Bill and Debbie quickly became friends with Ron and Marion.  After all, they all loved spanking games and bisexual sex.  For several weeks, the two couples took turns hosting each other for private, bisexual spanking parties.  Bill and Debbie both began to love the taste of both cock and pussy – even when forced to “Clean-Up” partners of both sexes.  Bill, like his friend Ron, was becoming addicted to the taste of male and female cum juice and creampies.  And, he also loved it when the “Clean-Up” duties were conducted while he was bound and receiving a good whipping at the same time. 

Debbie, like Marion, preferred to be the giver rather than the receiver of both whippings and “Clean-Up” duties.  But, she also realized that receiving was part of the game, and she was forced to “Clean-Up”, she preferred to be bound face up, with her legs pulled tightly back and apart, so that her ankles and arms were anchored to the bedposts – thereby presenting all three holes for use and abuse.  She really loved it when she was forced to “Clean-Up” a cum-covered pussy or cock while the owner of that pussy or cock was spanking her ass and pussy.  Ron also loved that position, but he preferred to have someone fucking his asshole with a cock or strap-on while he was performing “Clean-Up” duties.  

And, every once in a while the private parties began with a quick game of poker.  The rules were simple:  They played Five Card Stud, with the cards dealt face up and no betting.  The cards did all the talking, and the loser of each hand had to remove an article of clothing.  First one naked was deemed the Designated Fluffer and Clean-Up Person for that night.  That person was not allowed to participate in sex.  His/her job was to fluff the other three – getting them ready for the main event – and to perform “Clean-Up” duties afterwards.  Becoming the Fluffier and Clean-Up person usually meant a night of constant spanking and sheer sexual frustration.

At a recent party Marion, the most demanding and aggressive of the four, lost the Poker Game and spent the evening as the Designated Fluff and Clean-Up Girl.  By the end of the night, Marion had a stomach full of cum and creampies, a very sore ass, and a very hot, but unsatisfied, pussy.  But, rules are rules, and Marion knew she lost fair and square.  Just as she and Ron were saying their final good-byes to Bill and Debbie, Marion leaned over and whispered into Debbie’s ear “Are you free for lunch tomorrow.  I have something hot to tell you”.  Debbie always loved hot, juicy gossip, and agreed to meet her friend for lunch the next day.

Chapter 2:  Hot Luncheon

During the luncheon meeting the following afternoon, Marion decided to tease her friend by not volunteering anything hot or juicy.  She talked about work, her marriage, fashion and normal girl stuff.  Debbie finally got tired of waiting for Marion to spill the beans and said, “So, what is so hot that you could not tell me in front of the boys, Cumface?”  (Marion always called the Clean-Up person Cumface when she was a top). 

Marion’s face turned bright red.  She was both slightly angry at her friend for such language, and she also was afraid that two gentlemen at the next table heard Debbie call her ‘Cumface’.  She looked around, but nobody was paying any attention to the two middle-aged, over sexed ladies.  Marion, feeling a need to get even, replied, “Well, if that’s the way you’re going to talk, maybe I won’t tell you anything.” 

Debbie quickly apologized, and begged for the info.  As a final act of proving her superiority, Marion ordered Debbie to go to the rest room and remove her panties and bra, then return and place them into Marion’s purse before she would tell her anything.  Marion needed to prove that she was the top dog, no matter what happened last night. 

By now Debbie was hot and horny, and decided that she needed the hot gossip more than her panties and bra and slowly trotted off to the rest room.  She returned with them balled up in her fist and slowly stuffed them into Marion’s purse.  Marion grinned from ear to ear knowing that her friend had just submitted to her desires.

“Debbie, I always thought you are a bit submissive.  Do you prefer the bottom during our games?”  This question surprised Debbie, for she always saw herself as a top.  But, she quickly replied that although she loves the role of Top, she also sometimes likes to bottom to another woman.  But that submission must be forced.  She never voluntarily submits to anyone.

“I never bottom to a man unless ordered to do so by another woman.  And, never when given a choice.  That’s why I like our games.  When I am on top of you and the boys I am in seventh heaven.  I love to have total control.  However, sometimes I also enjoy having you in total control – especially when you order me to do things to the boys or force me to let the boys do things to me.  I never will willingly bottom to the boys, but it’s different when you force me to bottom to them.  That’s erotic and always gets me wet.  But, not as wet as bottoming to you or having you bottom to me.”

Marion liked the answer, and then asked “Are you ready to take our games to the next level – one with more risk and rewards when you win, but more pain and humiliation when you lose?”

Debbie’s bra-less nipples were rock hard and her panty-less pussy was dripping.  She could not wait to hear more.    

Chapter 3:  The Next Level

Marion explained that she and Ron would be attending a Femdom Spanking Poker Party the next weekend, and asked Bill and Debbie if they were interested. Debbie had never heard of anything like that, but immediately got wet just thinking about the possibilities. 

Marion explained that the rules were simple:  “It will start out as a CFNM party – all the women will be clothed and all the guys will be naked.  The hostess of the party, a lovely lady named Jacki, has a special room in her basement for such parties.  The room consists of a regulation-size poker table large enough to hold up to six players and several various spanking implements.  Each player’s slot at the table also contains a swivel chair.  Behind the chair is a padded spanking rail, with ankle and wrist cuffs bolted to the floor.  All six spanking rails are mounted about four feet above the floor, and are wide enough to hold two people simultaneously. 

The guys will each be bent over the spanking rails, with their wrists and ankles locked in the cuffs and asses facing the poker table.  Each cuff is positioned so that it pulls each guy’s arms and legs apart and exposing his ass hole, cock and balls for all us girls to see, use, and abuse.  And, there is a second set of cuffs that will be used later as the game progresses.  In addition, all the guys wear ring gags and weighted nipple and ball clamps to remind them of their position in life.

Once the guys are in position, the Ladies Only Poker Game begins.  Each lady in is allowed 10 poker chips and four items of clothing. Each pair of shoes and stockings count as one item each.  Rings, bracelets, or other jewelry do not count.  The game progresses similar to our Poker games.  There’s no betting.  We play Texas Hold’Em, except that all cards are dealt face up.  Everyone gets the two cards for free.  Then there are three decision cards.  Each round of decision cards has an ante to play:  One chip for the first card, two chips for the second, and three chips for the final card.  Each hand has both a winner and loser.  The winner is the person with the best hand at the end of the final decision card round.  The loser is the lady who folds first or has the worst hand if everyone stays to the end.  If more than one player folds during the same round, the one with the lowest hand is the loser.

The winner automatically not only wins all the chips in the pot, but she also gets to spank the loser’s partner.  The loser must remove one article of clothing, and then give her man an erotic, hands-free blowjob while the winner is spanking him.  The spanking continues until her man shoots his load.  And, anything she does not swallow must remain on her face or tits during the next poker hand.  After he shoots his load, she has to “Clean-Up” her man’s cock but cannot clean her own face and tits.  Beginning with the second poker hand, the loser has an additional penalty – she must “Cleaning-Up” the face of the previous loser – with her tongue, of course – before moving to the Spanking Rail for the blowjob penalty.   

However, the game also has an additional incentive for all players to play their best.  Each player is allowed to continue in the game until she totally runs out of chips and clothes.  If she runs out of chips first, she can buy more from another player by selling clothing.  Five chips for each item of clothing.  But, once she is naked, she forfeits her rights as a Femdom and has to take a position on the Spanking Rail right beside her man.  Of course, that is only after giving her man a blowjob.  And, once again, anything she does not swallow she will be wearing the rest of the night.

The game continues until all but one of the ladies is naked and bent over the Spanking Rail.  At that time, the male partner of the winning lady is released from his bondage, and together they are allowed to have their way with all the losers and their mates.  Usually the winning lady dons a strap-on and fucks the men in the ass while her partner fucks the remaining ladies – usually also in the ass.  So, when the festivities are over, all the men usually sport bright red asses and all but one have a sore asshole. And all but one of the women also has a sore asshole. 

And, that’s when the group orgy begins.”

As Marion discussed the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Debbie became very excited and aroused.  Marion noticed that Debbie’s hands were under the table the whole time she was explaining the rules of the game.  Marion knew that Debbie was hooked, but Debbie also said that she needed to discuss the idea with Bill.  Debbie began to daydream about what it would be like to be forced to bend over the Spanking Rail, with dried cum on her face and tits, while another guy fucked her asshole as another woman used a strap-on on her husband.  She also wondered what it would be like to be the top in that scenario.  The more she talked to Marion, the hotter she got.

Finally, when Marion saw that she was ready, Marion told Debbie that she could get her bra and panties back in the restroom – but only after eating Marion’s pussy.  Debbie needed to taste that pussy and off they went.  About 30 minutes later, both ladies left the restaurant with the aroma of pussy juice on both sets of their lips. 

Chapter 4:  The Journey Begins

When Debbie got home, Bill met her at the door naked.  He explained that he had a minor traffic accident, and the car would need repairs.  According to their Domestic Discipline agreement, an immediate punishment of 20 cracks with the cane and 24 hours of naked servitude was mandatory.  They had never reached this level before.  But, Debbie also saw that Bill’s cock was rock hard, and there was wet with pre-cum. 

“Have you been masturbating without permission?”  She screamed.  He only nodded his head in the affirmative.

“Why?”   He responded that even though he was afraid of the pain that 20 with the cane would create, the thought of spending the next 24 hours as her naked slave turned him on.  He couldn’t help himself.

Debbie immediately saw the opening.  She then offered an alternative punishment.  She explained everything that Marion had told her about the Femdom Spanking Poker Party.  Then she told Bill that she would forgive the masturbation offense – one that normally requires 100 hand spanks and 30 minutes of corner time – if he agreed to go to the party.  He would be bound over the Spanking Rail the entire evening, but probably would receive multiple blowjobs and an ass fucking before the night was over. 

Bill was delighted, and agreed immediately.  Bill failed to realize that Debbie had just admitted that she planned to be one of the losers in the poker game, and probably would receive an ass fucking herself.  Debbie then looked at Bills cock again, and saw that it was even harder than before.  She knew the timing was right, and ordered Bill to go to their bedroom and prepare for his ass whipping.

An hour later, Debbie was screaming with delight.  She had given Bill 20 very hard cracks with their favorite toy – a rattan cane – while he was tied spread-eagled face down on the bed.  This was the first time that he had taken that many, and she was very proud of him.  Then, she rolled him over on his back, retied him spread-eagle style, only with a pillow under his now sore and red-stripped ass, then climbed aboard and fucked him cowgirl style. 

After they both reached a near simultaneous climax, she then turned around before scooting backwards and planted her cum-filled pussy and asshole right over his face.  He knew the drill.  Asshole over his nose, and pussy over his mouth.  If he wanted to breathe again, he had to suck the creampie out of her pussy and make her cum again.    Bill knew she was cumming again.  But, he did not know that his tongue action was only partially responsible.  For Debbie was actually fantasizing about being tied over the Spanking Rail while a strange guy was pounding her asshole with his rock hard dick.  She couldn’t wait for the party.

Chapter 5:  The Party

Marion couldn’t believe her friend.  She had been very specific to Debbie and Bill.  The Party always began with Cocktails at 9 and the festivities at 10.  It was now 10:30, but Debbie and Bill still were not there.  And Jacki, the hostess was pissed.  This was especially bad, because two of their regular couples were on vacation, and now there were only going to be four ladies in the game.  She had counted on Marion’s friend to be the fifth.  Four handed strip poker did not last long.  And her other two friends, Beth and Jenny, were equally pissed.

Finally, Jacki got tired of waiting and announced that they would start the game without Marion’s friend.  Beth and Jenny had been talking privately.  Suddenly Beth said: “What about Marion?  She promised us another player. Shouldn’t she be punished for lying to us?”

Marion’s face became flushed, for she knew that Jacki loved to whip women.  They both were not only tops, but could be sadistic at times.  Marion looked over at Jacki, and saw her grinning from ear to ear. 

“What do you suggest?”  Jacki asked Beth and Jenny. 

“Why don’t we declare her an immediate “Big Loser” and tie her over the Spanking Rail now?”  Answered Jenny.  Jacki and Beth both began to smile.

“Wait!”  Yelled Marion, trying to save her soon to be red ass.  “But it’s not my fault Debbie is late.” 

“But, if we do that,” Jackie replied, “Then the game will be over too quickly.  As much as I would love to spank that big ass (pointing to Marion), I also want to play poker. “

Then, Beth offered a compromise.  “Why don’t we play as planned; only Marion will be penalized two items of clothes?  The three of us will all start the game with four items, but she will only have two.”

Jackie and Jenny thought for a moment, and then turned to Marion.  “That sounds fair.”  Jacki replied.  Then, showing that she was usually the top gal at these events, added: “Marion, you have two choices.  Either leave now and forever be banned from these games – or accept Beth’s suggestion.  But, we pick which articles that you have to remove.”

Beth and Jenny both said they agreed to those terms.  Marion thought for a moment, and realized that she loved this game.  Such a penalty for tonight would be a small price to pay for their continued friendship and participation.  She then agreed to their terms.

“Well girls, what should she remove?” 

Marion was dressed for fun.  She was wearing a skin-tight, spandex halter top with no bra, a black g-string thong panty with the back strap buried deep in her ass crack, a micro-mini skirt that barely covered her pussy and ass cheeks, and six-inch “Fuck Me” stiletto heels.

The other three began to slowly walk around Marion, staring at her body top to bottom.  Suddenly, Jacki got that naughty grin on her face again.

“Everything but the g-string and the heels.”    Let’s make her show us those tits and ass all night.”  The other two girls agreed.  Marion agreed, and began to remove her skirt and top.  Soon she was almost naked, and knew she would be the first to be bent over the Spanking Rail.

Just then they heard the doorbell.  Jackie turned to the other three and said “This changes nothing.”  Then, she got that devilish grin on her face again, and turned to Marion and said “Marion, go get the door.  And if that is your friends, bring them both down here – naked.” 

She then handed Marion two paper bags – each containing one ring gag, two weighted nipple clamps, two other weighted clamps that normally attached to genitals, and a set of handcuffs.  And, Marion knew that the paper bags were for their clothes, which would be left on the front porch along with the clothes from their husbands.  Debbie would be treated like one of the submissive guys tonight.

Chapter 6:  Late Arrival

Debbie felt embarrassed.  She had promised her friend Marion that they would be there before 9, and it was now 10:30.  Bill’s car was in the repair shop, and her’s ran out of gas.  How could she be so stupid?  She and Bill had to walk three miles to a filling station and ask for help from some grease monkey.  And, she was dressed like a hooker.  Skin tight top, no bra, short, micro-skirt, no panties, black garter belt and stockings, and six-inch heels.  She dressed for a fun evening, but spent most of it walking.  She was actually surprised that the cops did not stop and accuse her of street walking.

Then, Debbie got her next surprise.  Her friend Marion answered the door instead of the hostess – and Marion was topless.  Not only topless, but only wore a g-string thong and six-inch stiletto heels.  Nothing else.

“Where in the hell have you been, Bitch!”  Marion yelled at her friend.  “Look at me.  I’m almost naked, and it’s all your fault!”

Debbie got defensive.  “Fuck you, too!  Tonight has been pure hell.  I don’t need this shit.  Either let me explain, or go Fuck Yourself!”  She screamed back. 

Marion knew that she was about to lose a friend – and one who loved to play kinky games just like her – and calmed down.  But, she was still POed about standing in the doorway showing the world her tits and ass, and wanted Debbie to do the same.  But, first things first.  She let Debbie explain everything that she had gone through.

After listening to Debbie, Marion explained what had occurred downstairs earlier. 

“There are some very kinky bitches downstairs.  Kinky – and fun.  I think you will love them once you get to know them.  But, right now they are pissed because two of our regulars are on vacation, and you are 90 minutes late.  All the guys have been bent over the Spanking Rail, but no one has a red ass yet.  They are ready to roll, but no longer trust you.  You have to earn their trust if you want to play.”  Marion explained.

“OK what do I have to do to make up for being late?” 

“Strip, and put these on.”  Marion handed both Bill and Debbie the paper bags.  “Strip naked right here, and put all your clothes in the bags over there.  Then turn around and let me cuff your hands behind your back.  I also need to put these on you” she said as she showed them the ring gag, weighted nipple clamps, and weighted clamps for their genitals.  “Or, leave and never come back again.”

Debbie looked at Bill, and noticed that he already had a woody from staring at Marion’s naked tits.  She knew that she had to agree, or there would be hell to pay from them both later.  She slowly began to undress.

Debbie’s next surprise came as she walked into the house.  Here she was – hands cuffed behind her back, weights handing from her naked tits bouncing as she walked, similar weights bouncing from the clamps attached to her cunt lips and clit, and her mouth forced open by a ring gag.  And, she could feel her juices beginning to drip down her leg.  She was hot and horny.  Maybe she was a submissive after all.

Marion led them both down the stairs, and Debbie and Bill could only stare.  There were three absolutely beautiful ladies awaiting their arrival.  Debbie saw that all three also looked very naughty.  What was she getting into?  They had forced her friend, Marion, to strip down to her g-string because she was late.  What did they have in store for her?

They also saw four absolutely gorgeous specimens of manhood.  All four were bent at the waist over a padded rail.  The rail was positioned so that their cock and balls hung below the rail and were accessible to whoever wanted them.  And, their arms and legs were pulled to the ground in an inverted cross design that allowed easy access to their ass and assholes. Debbie wanted to walk up and slap them all on the ass – or stick her tongue into their assholes.  But, her hands were bound behind her back, and her mouth was held open with a ring gag.

As they entered, Jacki told Marion to bring Debbie to them, and then put Bill over the Spanking Rail with the rest of the guys.   Jacki and Beth then began to circle Debbie – staring at her naked body.  Jacki reached out and played with her tits – making Debbie wince through her ring-gag from the pain of the nipple weights as they bounced with her tits.  Beth reached out and gave her ass a bit swat.

“So, this is your unreliable friend, Marion?”  Jacki asked.  “See how Marion is dressed?  That’s because of you.  What should we do with you to make things even?  And, what about ruining tonight’s game.  It’s almost 11, and we haven’t spanked an ass yet.”

Debbie did not know what to say – if she could.  She knew the evening was just getting started, and she would be going home sore.  But, she was also getting turned on at the thought. 

Then, Beth turned to Marion and announced “Marion, Jacki and I think that we needs some new rules for this club.  Beginning tonight, anyone who comes late will be penalized for their actions.  Anyone coming late must do the following:  give each guy a blowjob, and allow them to cum on her face and tits.  And, after blowing each guy, she will be bound over the Spanking Rail and receive a spanking from each lady that was on time.  Same rules apply, only the timer will not be a hot cock receiving a blowjob.  The spanking timer will be a hot pussy.  She will get a spanking from each of us while eating a one of our cunts.  Each spanking will continue until she makes the pussy climax.” 

Jacki and Jenny both nodded their heads in agreement.  “And, because she held up the game, she will be immediately declared a Final Loser, and will stay bent over the Spanking Rail while the Poker game is played.  She will stay there until after the game is over and all the penalties are paid.” Jacki added.

Marion knew she and Debbie needed to agree, too.  Debbie’s die was cast.  She could either accept, or leave and never come back.  And, Marion knew that if Debbie left she would be taking her place on the Spanking Rail.  Marion stepped forward, took Debbie by the arm, and marched her to the Rail.

Chapter 7:  The Game

Marion could not believe her luck.  She starred at the cards again.  She had a natural straight.  In this game it should be a winner, or not a loser.  But, Jacki and Jenny both had a full house, and Beth had four of a kind.  She stared at the cards, with cum drying on her face from the last hand.  She had bet her last chip, and now was losing her thong.  And, she knew the rules.  No clothes meant she just earned a spot on the Spanking Rail.  But, first, the mandatory blowjob.  Ron must be loving it tonight.

Debbie looked over at her friend in surprise.  Why was Marion giving Ron another blowjob?  She had just been here minutes ago.  Then, she saw that Marion was totally naked.  Oh, my God, Marion was the first real loser of the night.  Then, the other three ladies came into view.  Debbie could not believe it again.  All three were totally clothed.  Nobody had lost anything.  All had their heels, panties, skirts, and tops on.  Marion had lost the first two hands, and was now headed for the Spanking Rail.  That is, as soon as Ron shoots his load. 

Just as Marion began to suck on Ron’s big cock, Jenny walked up to Debbie.  She quickly lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside, then said “Marion, want to have a race?  I bet that this Cuntlicker can make me cum before you can make Ron?”

That got Jacki’s attention.  “Oh, yeah.  What’s the stakes?”

Jenny knew she spoke too soon.  Jacki loved games, and was very competitive.  She had no idea about what to say.  But, Jacki did.

“How about a good ass fuckin’?”  Jacki replied.  ‘If she wins, you take her place on the rail.  If you win, you get to ass fuck her now.”  Marion, with a mouth full of cock, loved those odds.  She pulled her mouth free and nodded her head in agreement.  Jenny was cornered.  She had to agree and pulled her skirt and panties off.

“What about them?”  Beth asked, as she pointed to Ron and Debbie. 

“Same rules as before.  You and I will be the spankers.  We will spank Ron and Cuntlicker while they go down on Marion and Jenny.  Their incentive will be to shorten the spanking.  And, I am sure Cuntlicker already has a sore ass, so she will do anything to make it stop.”

Ron and Debbie had no say in the matter.  The die was cast.  The last thing that Debbie saw before a cunt was forced into her face was Marion grasping Ron’s big cock with her lips.  Then, she felt a sharp pain on her ass.  The first of many more.

Chapter 8:  The Tide Turns

Marion could not believe her luck again.  This time she was loving it. 

First was the cum contest with Jenny.  She figured that she would lose that one.  Ron had already cum three times tonight, and she figured that he would take forever.  And, Debbie had become a good cuntlicker.  She also knew that Debbie could not take much more spanking, so she would do everything to get Jenny off.  And, besides, she had cum to love a good ass fucking.  So, she agreed to the contest because she saw it as a “No Lose” situation.

Marion glanced to Jenny, and saw that she was really getting excited.  Marion was about to submit, when she suddenly felt Ron’s cock begin to pulse in her mouth.  Just as she felt the jism begin to erupt, she pulled her mouth off his cock and shoved her tits directly under it.  The hot man juice poured from his cock onto her tits.  Everyone now could see that Ron was Cumming on her tits, and she was the victor!

“Ah Fuck!”  Jenny screamed.  She knew she was close, but she looked down and saw Ron pouring his seed onto Marion’s tits.  Just as Ron finished his eruption, Jenny came.  It was one of the hottest climaxes she had ever had.  Debbie was a good cuntlicker.  But, too little too late.  She had lost.  Now, she was headed for the Spanking Rail.

As Jacki and Beth were binding Jenny to the Spanking Rail, Marion looked at her cum covered tits.  She knew the battle was not over yet.  She was now back in the poker game, but she had no clothes.  And, she had a cum covered face and tits.  She asked Jacki for permission to have Ron perform a “Clean-Up”, but Jacki reminded her of the rules.  She was the last official poker hand loser, and therefore, had to wear the cum for at least one more hand. 

Marion took Jenny’s place at the table, and saw that Jenny was low on chips.  A quick count -- six chips left.  That’s only enough for one hand.  And, since she was out of clothes, she had nothing to bargain.  Either she was the winner of the hand, or she was on the Spanking Rail.  And, she also knew that Ron’s ass needed a rest. 

She also looked at the chips of the other two.  Beth was in the same boat as Jenny.  Six left.  Then she would have to sell clothes.  Jacki was the big winner so far.  So, she needed to concentrate on getting Jacki’s chips.  But, first things first.  She had to win or she was on the Rail.

Luck was on her side.  Beth was only ace high.  So, she folded after the initial deal, automatically making her the loser.  But, she still had her chips.  Jacki fought to the end, but Marion had a full house to her straight.  Marion had just increased her odds.  Beth removed her top, showing everyone her tits.  Jacki was now the only fully clothed player.  But, Jacki was down to only six chips left, too.  This was getting interesting.

Marion swiveled in her chair, and gave Beth access to her face and tits.  Part of the penalty for losing a hand was to “Clean Up” the cum on the face and tits of the last hand’s loser.  And, Marion was covered in cum.  Marion asked Jacki to handcuff Beth, so that she could only use her tongue.  Jacki agreed, to Beth’s dismay.  It took Beth almost 10 minutes to lick it all off Marion.  Then they moved over to the Spanking Rail, where Marion gave Beth’s lover a good hard spanking while Beth gave him a blowjob.  Beth returned with cum dripping from her mouth.  Marion was feeling better.

The next hand was a repeat of the first.  Except that Beth stayed in to the end, only to become the loser again.  She removed her skirt, revealing an almost non-existent thong.  And, it was pulled inside her pussy lips.  Beth made no attempt to pull it out, which made Marion even hotter. 

Beth now had two items of clothing and no chips.  Jacki had no chips, but was fully clothed.  Both girls had to buy chips to remain in the game.  But, an article was only worth five chips, and it took six to win a game.  Marion and Jacki reminded Beth of that fact.  Beth pleaded with Marion for one more chip, but Marion remembered that Beth was the one that suggested that she strip off two items of clothing earlier in the night. 

Jacki also reminded Beth of the rules, and told her she had two options:  either admit defeat now, give her lover a blowjob, then get bound over the Spanking Rail.  Or play another round that she could not win.  That would mean that her lover would be getting three spankings in a row.  His ass would be sore for quite some time.   Marion then offered a compromise.  She could give her lover a blowjob without the required spanking – for five chips.  She would be out of the game, but her lover’s ass would be saved two spankings.  Beth looked at her lover, and agreed.  She pushed her chips into Marion’s pile, and walked over to the Spanking Rail to pay her penalty.

After Beth was bound over the rail, Jacki and Marion returned to the table.  Marion was naked, but had most of the chips Jacki was topless, but had five chips.  Marion reminded Jacki that she would stay the entire hand.  Therefore, Jacki would be the loser because she did not have enough chips.  Jacki realized her case, and took off her skirt.  She was now down to her panties and heels.  But, she now had 10 chips, and only needed one win.  Marion was still in a “No Lose” situation.  She could not buy clothes.  And, one more loss meant the Spanking Rail.

But, luck was with her again.  Jacki had a full house, 10 high.  Marion had a full house, queen high.  Jacki was the loser, and removed her heels.  As they were walking over to the Spanking Rail where Jacki would give her husband a blowjob while Marion spanked his ass, Marion reminded Jacki that she only had four chips left.  It took six to win a hand.  Jacki must either give up, or buy more chips with her panties.  Then, with both girls naked, it would be a “Winner Take All” hand.

Because of the nature of the hand, both girls agreed to put all their chips aside, and play the hand face up.  No betting.  Winner take all.  Loser goes to the Spanking Rail.  Winner gets her man released, and gets her way with everyone else.  Marion could not wait.  She wanted to fuck Jacki in the ass for quite some time.  Last month Jacki was the Final Big Winner, and she and her husband both fucked her in the ass.  Now, was it payback time?

The cards were dealt.  Jacki had two pair.  Marion had four spades.  She needed one more spade on the last card.  She held her breath as she dealt the final card.  She closed her eyes as it hit the table. 

“Ah Fuck!”  She heard Jacki cry.  She opened her eyes, and there it was.  The Queen of Spades.  The infamous Black Lady.  The least popular card in several other card games.  But, it was her Victory Card. 

She picked up the paddle, and led Jacki over to her husband.  As she did she reached out with her hand, and slipped her middle finger into Jacki’s asshole.

“This belongs to me for the rest of the night!”

The fun was only beginning.

The Spanking Couples Weekend Getaway

Chapter One

Two weeks after the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Marion and Debbie had been invited to a luncheon at the home of one of the ladies who was on vacation the night of the party, Sara.  Attending the luncheon was all those in attendance that night (Jacki, Jenny, Beth, Marion, and Debbie, plus the two missing women, Sara and Gloria.  Debbie and Marion were unsure about what the topic of the meeting would be – just that Jacki called and said the group was getting together at Sara’s to discuss an interesting opportunity.

As they approached Sara’s door, Marion informed Debbie that Sara was different from the rest of the group.  True, she was a Femdom like the rest.  But, she also was a pure dyke lesbian.  Here partner in life was a lovely femme.  And, they also enjoyed a full-time BDSM lifestyle.  “So, be prepared for anything” Marion warned just as they rang the doorbell.

Even with that warning, Debbie was surprised by what she saw.  There was a lovely blonde dressed in a French Maid’s outfit.  Complete with the black, ruffled dress, puffy white ruffled slip, black fishnet stockings, and 6” stiletto heels.  Like most French maid uniforms, it included short-sleeves and a scoop neck opening that barely covered the shoulders.  And, like most French Maid outfits, the scoop neck was designed to show cleavage.  However, this one was designed to not only show cleavage, but her entire tits.  It scooped down below the bottom of her breasts, exposing both tits to full view of anyone interested in staring – or feeling – or sucking -- or whatever they desire.  And, like most French Maid outfits, the dress was cut short on the bottom, too.  Most French Maid dresses are designed to barely cover the ass cheeks.  This one was cut a little higher.  In fact, the bottom of the dress stopped above the top of her bald pussy.  Everything was on display.  And, whenever she walked, her entire ass was also open for viewing.  And, her jewelry consisted of ankle and wrist cuffs, nipple and pussy rings, and a leather collar around her throat.  And the nipple rings were connected with a Y-shaped chain that also formed a leash that hung down her chest to just below her waist.

“Don’t stare, or I may get you an outfit just like hers” Marion warned as Debbie stared at the blond beauty who answered the door.   The sexy Maid turned to lead them into the house, and Debbie noticed that her ass was bright red and probably freshly spanked.  Debbie also noticed that her pussy was tingling, too.  She wasn’t sure if she was jealous of the girl, or her mistress.  But, something got her juices flowing.

As they entered the living room, Debbie noted that they must be the last to arrive.  Everyone seemed to be there, including the two ladies that she had never met.  After introductions, Sara, the hostess, told her live-in femme slave to get the drink orders and then begin preparing lunch.  Again, Debbie stared as the beautiful French Maid turned and wiggled her red ass as she walked towards the kitchen.

Marion made a mental note of Debbie’s reaction, and then turned her attention to Sara, who was beginning to explain the purpose of the meeting.

“I know that most of you know that Denise (her French Maid slave) and I belong to a group of bisexual partners – some with male tops, some with female tops, and all who like same gender sex.  Once a year, we rent a Nudist Colony for a private retreat.  Denise and I both went last year, and had a blast.  I never had my pussy eaten or my ass fucked by so many people in my life.” She explained.

“This year, we decided to make a couple of changes in the retreat.  First, there actually will be two retreats -- one with a Femdom theme and one with a Maledom theme.  The first one is in one month, and will have a "Sadie Hawkins" theme.  All couples attending must be female dominant couples.  No male tops permitted.  Any male attending must be a submissive or slave.  All subs will have a “safe” word for their protection.  And, once the “safe” word is used, the top must stop that activity.  But, other than that, it will be a Femdom “Anything Goes” weekend.  Tops can expect to have their pussies eaten as much as they want, and subs can expect to have their asses whipped and assholes fucked a lot, too.”  She also explained that the highlight of the long weekend retreat would be a “Slave Auction”.  Every Femdom attending was expected to put her sub up for Action, with the proceeds going towards financing next year’s activities.  And, any guest attending could also apply for membership to the group, once they signed a pledge that they would be open all forms of bisexual contact.

She went on to explain that because of the “Sadie Hawkins” theme, some of the club’s regulars have opted to pass on this retreat, or wait for the Male dominant version that will be held later in the summer.  That meant that there were openings for six more couples.  Therefore, it is now a member-guest retreat.  All of us are allowed to invite others, as long as everyone is in agreement beforehand that it will be an "Anything Goes" weekend. She was inviting everyone in their Femdom Spanking Poker group to attend.

Jacki and the rest were delighted.  Even Marion could picture Ron being lead around by a cock leash.  Debbie was trilled, too, but she was not sure if she wanted to be the Lead or the Leader.  But, she definitely wanted to attend.  (Debbie was soon to realize that she is not a natural Top, but a Switch).  Soon the verdict was in.  All six were interested in attending, but they also needed to talk with their subby partners before giving a final a commitment.  “Well, I guess we will see which of you has truly ‘pussy whipped’ your guys” Sara concluded.

Just as she was finished with the explanation, Denise, the pretty French Maid, announced that lunch was ready.  As they followed Denise’s bare wiggling ass into the dining room, Marion caught up with Debbie and whispered “You would look lovely in that outfit”.  Debbie began to blush, and her pussy lips also began to get wet.  Debbie knew in her heart that she probably was jealous of Denise, and not Sara.  But, she also loved the idea of leading Bill around by a cock leash during the “Sadie Hawkins” retreat. Just before the group sat down for their luncheon meal, Sara took off her skirt, revealing that she wore no panties and exposed her bald pussy.  She then announced that this was a panty optional lunch, so anyone who wanted to bare her mound was permitted.  And, anyone who wanted to make use of Denise’s talented tongue was free to do so.  As she sat down, Denise crawled under the table, and began to lick Sara’s clit.  Sara then told the group “Enjoy the meal.  I will be with you shortly” as she closed her eyes and began to enjoy Denise’s tongue action.    Before the lunch was over, everyone in attendance had at least one orgasm.  Only Debbie was fantasizing what it would be like to be under the table with Denise.

The next day, Marion and Debbie met for their own private lunch to discuss Sara’s invitation.  Debbie had explained the idea to Bill the night before.  Marion had not mentioned it to Ron yet.  In fact, Marion was not sure she wanted to take Ron.  She was waiting to see Debbie’s reaction first. 

“Well, what did Bill say” Marion asked.

“He was all for the idea, until I mentioned the part about the ‘Slave Auction’”.  She answered.  “He’s a little bit worried about what could happen if the wrong person bought him during the auction.  He knows that Jacki can be a bit sadistic at times.  And, he’s wondering what would happen if some of the ladies that he’s never met were even more inclined.”

“How about Ron?”  Debbie asked.

“I haven’t asked him yet.”  Marion explained.  “I’m not sure if I want to take him, or someone else.”

“Why would you consider anyone else?”  Debbie asked.

“Well, I have always fantasized about what it would be like to live like Sara.  Maybe not full time.  But maybe for a Fantasy Weekend.  I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a dyke Femdom with a femme sub.  This might be the time to find out.” Marion explained.

“Oh, my God!”  A surprised Debbie replied.  “Who would do such a thing with you?”

Marion reach over and began to twirl Debbie’s had with her fingers.  “Maybe someone who would look great in that French Maid outfit.”  Debbie began to blush.  She knew that Marion was referring to her. 

“No Way!”  Debbie yelled.  But, deep down, Debbie was wondering.  And, her pussy was getting wet again.  “I hope you’re not thinking about me.  There’s no way that I would do something like that in public.”

“Are you’re panties wet?”  Marion asked.  “I think you would love to do it.  OK, you say no.  Prove it.  Stand up, take off your panties, and let me feel your pussy.  I bet it’s already wet thinking about it!”

Debbie knew that was a losing proposition.  She could never agree to that, or she would end up as Marion’s slave.  She was not ready for that commitment.  And, besides, she wanted to see Bill naked and on a cock leash for an entire long weekend.  How humiliating!  And, how interesting!

“No, I am not going to take my panties off!”  She told Marion.  “And, if I go to that retreat, it will be as Bill’s Mistress, not as your slave.  Just forget it right now.  That is, unless you want to go as mine!  After all, we both know that you love a good ass fucking as much as me.  I’ll bet that you also love to eat pussy, too.  You just don’t want to admit it.  I bet you’d make a great French Maid.”  Debbie knew she was pushing her friend, but needed something to deflect the conversation away from her desires.

“I’ll be right back.” Marion said, and she went out to her car.  When she returned to Debbie’s house, she was carrying a French Maid’s outfit.

“OK, I’ll take that bet.”  She replied.  “Let’s both take our panties off.  If my panties are wetter than yours, then I’ll put this outfit on and serve as your French Maid the rest of the day.  But, if your pussy is wetter – and I think it is – then you put the outfit on and serve as my slave for the rest of the day.  Nothing public.  Just you and me, and whichever lucky husband who gets to see the loser’s TPA (tits, pussy, & ass) for the rest of the day.”

“No Fuckin’ Way!” Debbie yelled.  ‘I’m not going to be your slave – today, tomorrow, or ever!”

Marion knew she had pushed Debbie too far.  Debbie was about to leave the room, when Marion once again knew she could be losing a kinky friend.  “Ok, Ok, I apologize.”  Marion said.  ‘Please don’t be mad.  I’m sorry.”

Debbie saw the opening.  She wasn’t really mad, but she knew that Marion hadn’t realized that.  She decided it was time for her to see how far she could push her kinky friend.  “Yeah, I bet you’re sorry!” she said sarcastically.

“I really am.” Marion said apologetically.

“OK, prove it!”  Debbie was getting bold now.  “Get on your knees and eat my pussy!”  Debbie then pushed her chair back, stood up and removed her skirt and panties, and sat back down with her legs spread wide open for Marion.  She also knew that the panties were wet, but could blame that on the thought of Marion eating her.

Marion knew that Debbie was opening a door for the future, but she had to step back for now and take it one step at a time.  And, today that step would be for her to eat Debbie.  She then dropped to her knees, crawled over to Debbie’s chair, and began to lick Debbie’s clit with her long tongue.  But, she also knew this was a sign of better things to cum.  At least Debbie had forgotten about the French Maid’s uniform.

Chapter Two

Later that same day, Debbie called Marion and told her that Bill had just agreed to go to the retreat as her sub.  She was going to call Sara and formally accept her invitation. “So, Marion, if you want to go, you had better either talk Ron into it, too, or find some lesbian to be your bitch!”

“Shit!” Marion said to herself.  Then, she told Debbie she had to go, and then told Ron to stop licking her asshole because they had to talk.  Later that same night Marion also called Sara and told her that she and Ron would love to attend.  But, she also was planning now to get Debbie to submit when the time was right. 

The following day both Debbie and Marion got an email from Sara, with their confirmation for the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, and driving directions to the facility.  Both were surprised to discover that it was not far from their neighborhood.  They had no idea that a Nudist Colony was so close to them.  Along with the map was a sketch of the facilities and a set of rules for everyone to follow?  And, there were some descriptions of things that would change before the Sadie Hawkins group arrives.

Among the changes, all the cabins would only have screened walls.  No curtains or sold walls.  Everything would be viewable from the outside.  And, there would be a set of chains at the foot of each bed.  The instructions explained that each cabin would be shared by two dommes, and their subs would be chained at the foot of the bed during the sleeping times (if there were any).  The chains will be long enough to allow the subs to climb onto the bed for “service”, but not long enough to leave the cabin.

And, the public areas will be modified slightly, too.  There were all the normal things.  Volleyball court, swimming pool, dining hall, walking areas, etc.  And, all the public areas also would have a slave chaining area, so if the domme was more interested in other dommes, she could chain her sub up for safe keeping.  But, the thing that surprised Debbie the most was the stage in the center of the complex.  It would double as an auction block for the Slave Auction on the last night of the retreat.  But, it also contained a medieval style wooden pillory, a whipping post, and an X-cross.  This area was labeled “Disobedient Slave and Mistress Area”.  Debbie wondered what was meant by “and Mistress”.

And, Debbie also saw that the shower and latrine areas were unique, too.  Each was labeled either ‘Normal” or “GS”.  Debbie knew what GS meant.  The normal side would include the normal stuff, except there were no privacy stalls around the toilets.  But, the GS side was unique in that there was no running water.  That is, no running natural water.  The water was all supplied by either the Mistresses or specially designated subs.  And, these subs all took turns anchored face up in the specially designed toilets.  Some were designated GS only, and others “Anything Goes”.  Debbie was getting wet again just thinking of the options.

Her question was answered when she began to read the Rules of the Retreat.  All the normal stuff:  Subs were to be naked at all times.  Chains, gags, etc., were at the option of his/her Mistress.  Clothing was optional for all Mistresses.  But, it also explained that there were a set of “Play Rules” that everyone must follow.  It explained that everyone attending would be issued a color-coded collar.  Most Mistresses will be issued a Black Collar.  That signified that they were a Mistress, whether clothed or not.  The club’s officers, (Sara was one) will be wearing a white collar, which designated them as a Rules Judge.  It also explained that the color of the sub’s collar designated his/her “sexual availability”.  At check in, each Mistress would designate how her sub would be sexually available.  A red collar meant “Private Property:  Do not touch”.  An amber one meant “Ask for Permission Only.”  And a Green on means “Anything Goes.  No Permission Required.” 

And, there was an explanation about the sub’s rights.  Basically he/she had none if wearing a green collar.  But there was a universal “safe” word, and once that “safe” word was used, the Mistress was required to stop her actions.  If another Mistress observed her ignoring the “safe” word, it was her duty to report her to the nearest Rules Judge. If found guilty by a Rules Judge, she would immediately taken to the Punishment Area for a public whipping and time in the pillory.  She could, however, claim that the sub used the word unnecessarily.  But, that also was risky.  If she was justified, the sub would be taken to the punishment area for a whipping and pillory time.  But, if the sub was found innocent, then the Mistress would be guilty of two offenses, and earn her two trips to the Punishment Area.

Also, the rules do permit sexual contacts between Mistresses.  But, between Mistresses “No” means ‘No”.  No exceptions.  If one Mistress tries to seduce another and is told “No” one time, she must stop asking and move on.  Any violation of the “No” rule could earn the offending Mistress a quick trip to the Punishment Area. What Debbie found the most surprising was the “Two Strikes and You’re In the Auction Rule”.  That rule was designed to keep everyone honest and in line.  It stated that anyone found guilty of breaking the rules a second time will not only receive the regular punishment (mandatory whipping and pillory time), but also will be awarded a green collar and remain chained in the Punishment Area until the night of the Slave Auction for anyone to use sexually.  This also meant that any Mistress guilty of this rule would also be stripped of her rights. The Rules explained that this was necessary to protect the subs from overly aggressive and sadistic Mistresses.  But, this rule scared Debbie.  She knew that Marion was devious, and probably was planning how to use this rule to get her into the Slave Auction.

On the morning of the start of the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, all the ladies and their submissive partners all decided to meet at a local coffee shop for breakfast.  All were wearing coats, for their attire was not legal in public.  Seven of the members -- all the guys plus Denise -- were naked under their coats.  All of the other seven ladies wore outfits that were very provocative.  And, Sara wore a bustier that exposed her tits and pussy.  So everyone met for breakfast wearing coats -- even thought the temperature outside was very mild -- somewhere in the low 70s.  At that meeting, Sara reviewed the rules.  She also explained that they were all her guests, so she was responsible for their actions.  Therefore, if she saw them breaking any of the rules, she was required to report those actions.  And, since she was a Rules Judge, punishment would be immediate.  "Please don't take it personally,” she begged.  "This club is important to me, so I must enforce its rules."

After breakfast, all were walking across the coffee shop parking lot, and Marion got mischievous.  She moved as close as possible to Debbie, then turned and jumped away.  With a look of surprise on her face, Marion yelled "No!  Not here!  Please don't do that again!" 

Debbie starred at Marion, with a giant question mark in her eyes.  She knew that Marion was having fun, but also knew this could be a sign of things to come later this weekend.

Sara decided to play along and said "Debbie, it's a good thing were not inside the Retreat.  If we were, I would find you guilty of ‘Ignoring A No! Command’, and would have to sentence you to 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory."  And, that would be Strike One.  And, remember the ‘Two Strikes’ rule.”  Sara smiled at Marion when she said those words.  Marion knew this could be an interesting weekend.

When they arrived, all the submissives were stripped of any and all clothing.  All hand their wrists cuffed behind their back -- which was mandatory for all slaves when in the public areas -- and were also issued the mandatory ankle cuff chains.  All seven ladies also chose to add to their subs outfits optional ring gags.  Each was looking forward to the slobber dripping on their subs chests (tits for Denise) while leaving their mouths open for anyone wishing oral.  All but two also registered their partners as "Ask for Permission Only!" subs (Amber collar).  However, both Marion and Sara decided to give their subs a green collar.  Both Ron and Denise knew this was going to be a long weekend, and all their holes would be sore before it was over.  Debbie was more worried than ever, now.  Especially once she found out that the cabins are for two Mistresses and two subs, and she and Bill will be sharing a cabin with Marion and Ron. 

Chapter Three

Later that day, after spending some time with Beth and Jenny and their submissive husbands in the pool area, Debbie was walking back to the cabin with Bill following behind on his cock leash.  Bill had cum (both male and female) dried on his face and asshole, and a bright red ass from several spankings.  And, he loved every minute of it.  Debbie also had all her holes used, but she had the luxury of allowing the subs to clean her after each event.  And, both her pussy and asshole were getting tender, but she also was in seventh heaven.  She had never been fucked by so many big dicks in one day before.  And, she even got to use Denise while Sara was getting eaten by Bill.  She was now heading back to the cabin for a brief shower and rest before the "evening" activities would begin.

As she was walking past the Punishment Area, she got a real surprise.  There were two holding cells next to the Punishment area -- one for Mistresses and one for subs.  There were three subs in the cell, with a note that their Punishment was scheduled to begin after dinner at 7 PM.  But, she also saw two Mistresses in the cells, with their wrists bound behind their backs and a ring gag in their mouths.  What surprised Debbie was that the Mistresses, who were scheduled for Punishment at 8 PM, were Marion and Jacki.  Both had a sign around their necks stating "Guilty of Refusing A No!" command.  That meant that both tried to have sex with another Mistress, but refused to stop.  Debbie then saw the Punishment Order posted on a nearby bulletin board.  The Punishment order called for Jacki to receive the minimum for Mistresses of 30 lashes with the flogger, then 2 hours of humiliation in the pillory.  But, Marion was to receive an additional 30 lashes with the flogger and 2 hours in the pillory for arguing with the Rules Judge.  Both were listed as first offenses, and both Punishment Orders were signed by Sara!  In fact, Marion was lucky that Sara did not charge her with a second offense for the argument, or she would already be in the Slave Action.

Now Debbie really needed fucked!  There was her friend -- someone who she knew was trying to get her into the Slave Auction -- scheduled for a whipping and humiliation session after dinner.  And, she was now on alert that she could not afford another miscue. Debbie was now feeling a little safer; for if Marion tried anything and it did not work she would be in the Auction.  Debbie was getting wet just thinking about her friend in chains like a slave and on display for the highest bidder.  She gave Bill a hard yank on his cock leash and told him to get ready.  She needed to feel his cock in her pussy and as soon as possible.

After dinner, Debbie, Beth and Jenney could not wait to see their friends Jacki and Marion getting whipped and humiliated.  When they got to the punishment area, one of the Rules Judges was beginning to whip the third of the three submissives to receive punishment.  The other two were already locked in a pillory.  All three received the minimum submissive punishment of 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory for refusing an order to eat pussy.  But, the best was yet to come.

Debbie was getting horny again.  Here was her friend and sometimes rival about to get whipped and she loved it.  No wonder why Marion was always trying to get her to submit.  As Jacki was shackled to the X-Cross, with her pussy and asshole exposed, Debbie begins playing with her clit. 

Beth looked over at Debbie and saw what she was doing.

"Here, let me do that."  Beth volunteered. 

Debbie felt Beth's fingers penetrate her nether lips, and sat back and "enjoyed" the show as Jacki was led on stage by a tits leash. Debbie was really getting hot.  Beth was fingering her clit, while she watched Jacki receive her whipping.  Jacki began to cry like a baby from the whipping.  Most of the lashes fell on her ass, but some landed on her asshole and others on her pussy.  Each time a stroke landed on her pussy she let out a blood-curdling scream.  This excited Debbie even more.  And, just as Sara landed the last stroke directly on Jacki's pussy, with Jacki letting out a blood-curdling scream, Debbie had an intense orgasm.  Actually the strongest orgasm of the day. 

Debbie was slowly regaining her senses as she watched Jacki removed from the X-Cross and locked into one of the pillories.  She was shocked when she saw Sara place an "Anything Goes!" sign above Jacki's bound head.  Then, as Sara walked away another Mistress walked up to Jacki and began pissing on her face.  Debbie was flabbergasted.  How could she do that?  Then she realized the "Anything Goes!" sign meant "Anything Goes!”

Just as Sara was beginning to whip Marion, Debbie looked to Beth and mouthed the words "Thank You!"  Beth replied "Eat Me!"  Debbie was very happy to oblige.  She sank to her knees and crawled over between Beth's legs and began to lick her pussy.  She had forgotten that Beth is very vocal when she gets excited.  And, the closer she comes to Cumming, the louder she gets.  Debbie also forgot that Beth has a habit of yelling "No! No! No!" when she means "Yes! Yes! Yes!" when she cums.  So, as she heard the lashes falling on Marion, Debbie also could hear Beth beginning to get louder and louder.  And, after one especially loud scream from Marion, Beth clamped down with her legs on Debbie's head, pushed her pussy forward into her face, and began to yell 'No! No! No!” She was Cumming.  She was soaking Debbie's face with a geyser of female juices.  After each orgasmic spasm, she said "No! No! No!" again. 

Before she knew what happened, Debbie and Beth were quickly surrounded by three Mistresses.  One of the Mistresses wore a white collar, signifying she was a Rules Judge.  Debbie was quickly grabbed by the other two, then had her wrists pulled behind her back and bound together.  Then, she forced a ring gag into her mouth so that she could not complain.  She was then turned to face the Rules Judge, who said "I find you Guilty of Failing A NO! Command."  I hereby sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours of pillory humiliation.  Take her away."

"Wait!"  Beth yelled as Debbie was led away.  "I wasn't telling her 'No!' to stop her.  I was Cumming.  I always yell 'No!' when I cum.  The only thing that she's guilty of is giving me one helluva orgasm."

"Cuff her." the Rules Judge said.  Beth was quickly grabbed, had her wrists pulled behind her back, then a ring gag inserted into her mouth. 

"That does not matter.  The rules say that all Mistresses must honor a 'No!' command from another Mistress.  No exceptions or excuses.  However, the rules also say that the use of the word 'No!' must not be given unless you want an offending Mistress to stop her activities.  I thereby find you Guilty of Misuse of the 'No!' Command and sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours in the pillory.  Take her away."

Both women were mortified.  As they were led past the pillories en route to the holding cell, they could see both Jacki and Marion locked in the pillories.  Both had piss and cum dripping from their faces, and cum leaking from their assholes.  Both had bright red welts on their ass and pussies.  As they were locked into the holding cells, they heard the Rules Judge and Sara talking.  Sara then announced that the pillories would be vacant by 11 PM.  She then ordered the Punishments for Debbie and Beth to begin at 11 PM.  And, Debbie also knew that Jacki and Marion would be freed by then.  She knew the worst was yet to cum!

Chapter Four

As they awaited their fate, both Debbie and Beth could see Jacki and Marion as they were humiliated in the pillories.  They watched as Mistress after Mistress led their submissives to them, and then had them fuck one of their three holes.  And, many of the Mistresses added to the humiliation by ramming their pussies in Jacki’s or Marion’s faces and forced them to eat their pussies until they would cum.  And, a few even pissed on their faces while there.  Both Beth and Debbie dreaded the pillory time more than the whipping.

At precisely 11 PM, the Rules Judge and three other Mistresses came and got both Beth and Debbie and took them onto the stage.  Debbie could not understand why, for Jacki and Marion had been whipped separately.  As they mounted the stage, Debbie saw a whipping post.  Sara then told Beth go get on her knees with the post between her legs.  Once she was in position, Beth’s wrists were pulled behind her and cuffed together on the back side of the whipping post.  Ditto for her ankles.  Then a strap was wrapped around her waist and pulled tight behind the whipping post.  This pulled Beth’s ass, waist and back tight against the post. 

Next Debbie was told to stand facing the post.  Her wrists were pulled over her head and into wrist straps hanging from a chain attached to the whipping post above her head.  Next, she also had a strap wrapped around her waist, which pulled her body next to Beth.  And, Beth’s mouth was right on Debbie’s slit.

Sara, the presiding Rules Judge, then announced to the crowd that since these two were both equally guilty of misusing the ‘No!’ rule, extenuating circumstances dictated that they be punished together.  The sentence, she explained, would be a minimum of 30 lashes each or until her partner makes her cum.  If she has not cum at the end of 30 lashes, the whipping will continue until evidence of an orgasm is observed by the Rules Judge.

“Oh, Shit!”  Debbie thought.  She had already cum more times today than ever before.  She hoped that she could cum one more time before her ass was whipped raw.  And, she hoped that Beth would return the favor and make her cum as quickly as possible.

CRACK!

Debbie’s ass was on fire.  That was one of the hardest flogging lashes that she ever felt.  She also knew the rules.  First, she had to count the strokes out loud.  If she did not yell out the stroke number, it did not count.  Then, she had to ask for another.  But, she did not feel Beth’s tongue on her sex.  What was she doing?

“One.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”  Debbie yelled.

CRACK!

“Two.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”  Where is Beth’s tongue?

CRACK!  This blow went between her legs and actually caught Beth on her tits.

“Three.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”

“Get busy, cuntlicker.”  Sara told Beth.  “Eat her pussy now, or I will start whipping your tits even harder.”

Debbie suddenly felt Beth’s tongue inserted into her pussy, and soon was working wonders on her clit. 

CRACK!

Debbie was crying now.

“Thirty!  She sobbed.  “May I have another?”

“Well, since we are now into overtime.  I think these two girls should share the blows.  Every other one will go between her legs and should land on the Cuntlicker’s tits.  I will continue this until whipping victim orgasms.

CRACK!

Debbie felt the whip go between her legs again.  She heard Beth scream, but Beth also kept her tongue working.  She knew that Debbie was getting close, and the sooner she succeeded to getting Debbie to cum, the sooner this whole ordeal would end.  And, Debbie was about to cum.  She no longer cared about the whipping.  All she wanted to do was cum. 

“Fifty.  Thank you Mistress. May I have another?”

Just then it happened.

“Yes, Yes, Yes!”  She screamed.  She felt her juices running down her leg.  This had been the strongest orgasm of the day.  She did not want it to end. 

Sara reached between the girls, and verified that Debbie had indeed cum.  She then took a sample of Debbie’s juices on her fingers, and pushed them into Debbie’s mouth for her to taste. 

“OK, Round one is completed.  We will take a five minute recess so the two ladies can change positions.  Then we will have more fun.  Same rules apply.”  Sara said.

Debbie now knew that her ass was safe, but her tits could be whipped raw.  It was up to how fast Beth could cum.

About 15 minutes, and 45 lashes, later.  Both ladies were taken from the stage and locked into the pillories.  Each pillory had a sign over the neck hole that said “Anything Goes!”  And, Debbie also new that it was now after midnight.  Most of the Mistresses, and many of their subs, had been at a cocktail reception most of the evening.  That meant there was plenty of beer consumed.  She also knew that beer could only be rented.  She figured that she would be reeking of cum and piss very soon.

Chapter Five

“Well, what do we have here?”

Debbie feared the worst, for she looked up and saw Marion, Jacki, and Sara staring her and Beth locked in the pillories.  And, each was holding the leash attached to their subby.  Sara also had two additional leashes:  each one attached to Debbie’s and Beth’s naked subby husbands. 

Sara turned to Marion and Jacki and said:  “I’ll leave you two to play.  By rules I must chain up these two subs while their mistresses are in the punishment pillory.  I’m taking them back to their bungalows and chaining them to their bed.  And, just for the record, their collars will be considered green while their mistresses are in the pillory if you’re interested.  Just be sure that anything you do is completed before these two ‘No!’ offenders are released, or you could be guilty of your second offense for not asking permission.” 

As Sara walked off leading three subs by their leashes, Marion turned to Jacki and said:  “I don’t know about you, but right now I am more interested in these two than their subs.  I have been waiting to feel Debbie’s tongue in my pussy and ass.  You can have Beth, for Debbie is mine for the next two hours.”

“Hey, you two bitches.  Either do something or get out of the way!”  Debbie looked up and saw a line of Mistresses was forming behind Marion and Jacki.  It was going to be a long two hours. 

“I said move it, or I will move you!”  Marion and Jacki were not getting challenged by two of the biggest bull dykes that she had ever seen. 

“Fuck you, too!”  Marion screamed back.  Before she know what happened, both Marion and Jacki were laying on the ground, with the two bull dykes about to plant their assholes on Marion and Jacki’s faces.

“No! No! No!”  Jacki screamed.  The bull dyke on top of Jacki suddenly stopped, and got up.  Marion, however, already had her face covered with the other bull dykes ass.  She could not say anything, so no body realized she wanted it to stop, too.  The bull dyke continued to sit there until she saw Marion’s face begin to turn blue.  Then, she got up and Marion was able to use the “No!” command. 

As she regained her strength, Marion looked up and saw a while collared Rules Judge walking by.  Suddenly, she decided to get even and went to the Rules Judge and reported the bull dyke as refusing to honor the ‘No!’ command.  The Rules Judge then told the other Mistresses in the area to grab both Marion and the bull dyke and cuff their hands behind their backs.  She then began asking questions of the Mistresses.  No one had heard a ‘No!’ from Marion.  Even Jacki had to admit that she did not hear anything. 

The while collared Rules Judge then turned to the other Mistresses, and pointed to the bull dyke and said:  “Release her.  I find her innocent of all charges.”

She then walked up to Marion and said:  “I hereby find you guilty of ‘Falsely accusing another Mistress of Misuse of the No! Command’.  And, since this is your second offense, I hereby strip you of all rights and privileges as a Mistress.  You are now a general use submissive.  I also see that earlier you received 60 lashes as punishment for your first offense.  I hereby sentence you to double that – 120 lashes as a second offender.  Punishment will commence immediately after breakfast tomorrow morning.  I also hereby order that you be held in the punishment pillory under “Anything Goes” rules until the start of the whipping, and returned there until the start of Slave Action tomorrow night.  At that time you will be Auctioned to the highest bidder.”  The Rules Judge then reached over to Marion and removed her black collar, and replaced it with a green one indicative of her new slave status.”

The Rules Judge then turned to the Mistresses and said:  “I see we need to free one of these pillories.  Which one of these two prisoners (Debbie and Beth) should we release early to make room for this guilty second offender?”

The bull dyke stepped forward and suggested “Why don’t we have an ass fucking contest.  Me and my friend (the other bull dyke) will fuck them in the ass with a strap on.  The first to cum gets released.  The other one stays until her time is up.”

The Rules Judge looked at the other Mistresses and saw most nodding their heads in agreement. 

“So ordered.  I hereby declare an ass fucking contest to determine which of these prisoners will be granted an early release.  The first one to Cum will be declared the winner and wins an early release.  The loser stays locked in the pillory until her time expires.  Let the contest begin.”

Debbie looked at Marion, who now had a ring gag in her mouth and chains between her ankles.  She was now locked in the Punishment Area holding cell, but also know that she would be in the pillory soon.  Debbie was beginning to enjoy seeing her friend and rival’s fate when she felt a strap-on graze her asshole.  She looked back at the crowd and noticed that both bull dykes were missing. 

“Oh, my God!”  she thought.  “I’m going to get fucked by one of those bull dykes, and my asshole is already sore from this afternoon.”

“Ready, set, begin the Ass Fucking!”  the Rules Judge commanded.  Suddenly Debbie felt the strap on penetrate her asshole.  As she felt the strap-on plunging deeper into her guts, she also saw another Mistress step forward, pull her pussy open, and say “You look thirsty.  Here’s some used beer for your enjoyment.”  Suddenly Debbie felt piss begin to flow into her mouth and begin to run down her face.  Since here mouth was held open with a ring gag, she had no control.  She also could not breath, so she had to swallow some of the hot piss.  Suddenly she felt her subby side begin to kick in.  She had a cunt in her face, piss in her mouth and a strap on in her ass.  And, she privately loved every second of it.

Suddenly she heard Beth scream.  The pussy in Debbie’s face stepped back moment, and Debbie was able to sneak a peak at Beth.  Her head was arched upwards, her eyes were closed, and her fingers were clinched.  Debbie knew that Beth had just Cum from the ass fucking.  The contest was over, and she had just lost.  She would be in the pillory for at least 90 more minutes.  And, deep down, she probably would enjoy every minute of it.

Chapter Six

Debbie slowly opened her cum and piss soaked eyes.  She felt a tongue lapping away at her clit.  She was getting wet again.  She looked down and saw her subby hubby licking away.  Slowly she began to remember.  The last thing she remembered as she left the Punishment Area was Marion in the pillory, with the two bull dykes fucking her mouth and ass.  Debbie looked at her naked body, and realized that she was still covered with dried piss and cum from her time in the pillory.  Ron was now giving her a tongue bath, but she needed a good, hot shower.  Her ass, pussy, and mouth all were still sore from last night’s activities.  But, she was free.  Or, was she?

Suddenly she began remembering the dream she had just finished.  She dreamt that she was standing at the door to Sara’s house again.  The door was open, and Denise was standing before her in her French Maid’s outfit.  She also saw Beth and Jacki.  Each was holding a leash.  And, the leashes were attached to --- Oh, My God – the leashes were attached to Marion and Debbie.  Jacki was holding the leash attached to Marion, and Beth’s was attached to Debbie.  Both Debbie and Marion were naked, wearing only 6 inch fuck-me heels.  Totally naked above the ankles.  Each had their wrists handcuffed behind their backs, and were wearing nipple and cunt lip rings.  The nipple and cunt lip rings were connected together by small silver chains.  And, the leashes were attached to the center of the silver chains.  Both also had ring gags in their mouths.  Suddenly she felt a tug, and pain shot through both nipples and her cunt lips.  Every time Jacki and Beth tugged on the leashes, they pulled on Marion and Debbie’s nipples and cunt lips.

“Mistress welcomes you, and would like for you to take your slaves into the dungeon, then dinner will be served,” Denise announced.  She then turned in her seductive French Maid outfit and began walking back into Sara’s house.  Beth and Jacki each gave their leashes a hard tug, and followed Denise into the house.  Just as the pain from the tug was shooting through her pussy lips, she felt Ron’s tongue on her slit.  She suddenly was awakened by her subby hubby.

“Mistress, it’s time for you to get ready for breakfast.  You told me to make sure that you did not miss breakfast, for you did not want to miss the special entertainment this morning.”  Then, Debbie remembered last night, and that Marion was now an “Anything Goes” slave.  She looked to the bunk that Marion had been sharing in their bungalow, and saw that it was totally empty. 

“Where’s Bill?” Debbie asked Ron.  “Sara came and got him in the middle of the night – right before you returned.” Ron explained.  “I haven’t seen him since.”  Debbie figured that since Marion was now a common use slave, Bill had been re-classified as such and taken to the common area.  She would see if he’s there on her way to breakfast.  She dearly wanted to feel his 9” cock in her pussy while watching Marion getting whipped.

As she showered, Debbie kept thinking back to her dream.  Was she a sub at heart?  Why did she enjoy her time in the pillory so much?  But, she also enjoyed being a domme.  She had heard of women who liked both.  Was she one of them? She suddenly began to daydream about the Slave Auction.  This time it was not Marion on the block.  He was her. 

“Mistress, breakfast starts in only 10 minutes.”  Ron warned.  She quickly got out of the shower, had Ron lick her dry, and then grabbed her only clothing – a bustier that barred both her pussy and tits. She then grabbed Ron’s leash and headed for the Common Area.  There she saw Sara, Denise, Jacki, and Beth sitting together.  Each had their slaves chained in the slave holding area.  She took Ron to the holding area, and then joined her friends for breakfast.

As they ate, the topic of discussion was Marion. 

“What’s going to happen to Marion tonight?”  Beth asked. 

“Well,” Sara replied.  “She will go on the Slave Auction for any of us to bid.  The question is will she be Auctioned as a Temporary Slave, or a Permanent one.”

The other three girls all looked at Sara with confusion.  “What do you mean?”  Jacki asked.

“Didn’t you girls read the agreements that you signed to get entrance to this retreat?  Sara explained.  “One of them is that any Mistress that is stripped of her rights can be declared a Full-Time Slave.  Who ever buys her tonight has the right to petition the Board for Full Time Rights.  If the board agrees, she will be the permanent property of her new slave owner.  I plan to bid on her, and if I win I am going to ask for full time ownership.  I would love to have another slave around the house to help Denise with her ‘chores’”.  That’s how I got Denise, and I would love to own Marion permanently.

Debbie looked at her friends, and all of them had smiles on their faces.  She, too, was sporting a smile.  She also saw that every one of them now had nipples standing at attention.  They were all excited at the thought of owning Marion.  Debbie also began to wonder what it would be like to be in Marion’s place tonight.  She needed to talk to Sara privately.

After breakfast they all went to the Punishment Area, where Marion was now chained to the whipping post.  She had a giant ring gag in her mouth, and her tongue was now extended from her mouth.  She also had giant nipple clamps on each tit, and very large weights pulling each tit downward.  A similar setup was on each cunt lip and her clit.  The whipping had not started yet, and Marion was screaming in agony.  For the first time Debbie felt sorry for her sexy friend.

Suddenly, the white collared Rules Judge appeared on the stage.  And, with here was the bull dyke that Marion had accused. 

“Ladies and slaves, before me is former Mistress Marion, who is guilty of falsely accusing one of our colleagues of Refusing a No! command.  And, since this is the second time she has falsely accused that Mistress of that charge, the Board of Justice has deemed that this is a case with Extenuating Circumstances.  Per the Rules of Justice, former Mistress Marion is now Slave Marion, who will be available at the Slave Auction tonight.  In addition, she had been sentenced to 120 Lashes.  Because of the Extenuating Circumstances, she also had been ordered to wear one pound weights attached to each tit, cunt lip, and clit during the whipping, and she will be placed in the Punishment Pillory immediately after the whipping and remain there until she is Auctioned tonight.  In addition, since both false accusations were made about the same Mistress, she will be the one administering the punishment lashes.” 

“Normal punishment rules also apply.  Each stroke must be counted, and after each one the prisoner must ask for another.  If she fails to do either, the stroke does not count towards the final total.”  She then stepped up to Marion and removed the ring gag from her mouth.  Next, she handed the flogger to the bull dyke and announced “Let the punishment begin!”

Debbie was horrified.  Marion was her friend, and she could not believe what was about to happen to her.  She still had feelings about wanting to serve a Mistress, but never to withstand the pain that Marion was about to receive. 

“I can’t watch this,” Debbie said. Beth agreed.  But, both Sara and Jacki wanted to watch.  Beth and Debbie both left, and returned to Debbie’s bungalow for some ‘private time’ with their subby husbands.

Chapter Seven

As the day wore on, both Debbie and Beth remained in Debbie’s bungalow.  They took turns fucking each other and both subby husbands.  Debbie especially liked getting a TP – one cock in her ass, one in her pussy, and a pussy in her mouth.  Beth liked that triple team, too.  Finally it was time for them to get cleaned up for dinner.  The Slave Auction would follow immediately after the Auction.  Debbie was still wondering what it would be like to be on the Auction Block, but she had no desires to receive the punishment that Marion had to endure all day.  After the whipping, Marion was placed in the pillory – with the weights still attached to her nipples and cunt.  Debbie had heard Marion screaming most of the day, and was now feeling sorry for her.  But, she still had this desire burning deep in her sole.

As they were walking to dinner, Debbie was formulating a plan.  But, would Beth cooperate.  She did not risk telling her anything.  She would wait until the time was right.

After dinner, Sara left because she was on the Board of Justice.  There were three former Mistresses on the Slave Auction tonight, and she had to be available if any of the new owners petitioned the Board for Full Slave Ownership.  Debbie went to the Auction with Jacki and Beth.

Once the auction began, all the male slaves were brought out first.  Ron was next to last to be sold, and he went to one of the bull dykes.  Debbie knew the rules.  Each Mistress could only buy one slave tonight.  But so far Sara, Jacki, and Beth had not bid.   Next, the female slaves were brought out.  When Denise was up for bid, Sara was the winner.  She proudly announced that she loved Denise, and could not let anyone else win her.  But, so far neither Beth, Jacki, nor Debbie had bid.  It was becoming obvious to Marion that she was going to be bought tonight by one of her friends.

Finally, it was announced that Marion would be the next slave up for auction.  The time was right.  Debbie dropped to her knees and crawled over to Beth.  She got between her legs and began eating Beth’s snatch.  Beth looked down at Debbie, who smiled and looked up. 

“Yell all you want” was all she said.  Just as Beth was getting close to an orgasm, Jacki began winning the bid for Marion. 

Just as the auctioneer yelled, “Sold to Mistress Jacki”, Beth began to Cum. 

“No! No! No!” she screamed.  The entire area suddenly got quiet.  Debbie’s plan was working.  She kept her tongue in Beth’s pussy.  Beth screamed the ‘No!’ command again.

Suddenly Jacki grabbed Debbie, pulled her hands behind her, and yelled “I charge Mistress Debbie with violating the ‘No!’ command”.  

Debbie looked at Beth, who was puzzled.  She leaned forward and whispered into Beth’s ear “Don’t say a word.  And, win the bid for me.”

Suddenly Sara stood up on the stage, and announced “I hereby declare Mistress Debbie guilty of ‘Violating the ‘No’ Command’ on another Mistress.  And since this is her second offense, I hereby strip her of all her rights as a Mistress and declare her an ‘Anything Goes’ slave.  Lock her in the pillory until the Board of Justice rules on how to proceed.”

Debbie was flabbergasted.  She had not expected this result.  She had expected to be taken to the stage and auctioned off immediately. 

Jacki was now standing on the stage with Slave Marion.  But, before taking possession, Jacki approached the Board of Justice.

“Honored Mistresses and Justices, I hereby petition that Slave Marion be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately.”

Marion’s jaw dropped.  This was her friend trying to enslave her.  What about her husband, Bill.  Surely her friend Sara would veto the request.

The Justice Mistresses conferred, and then Sara stood again.

“Mistress Jacki, Slave Marion has a submissive husband.  What do you propose we do with him?”

Jacki smiled.  She had spent the night reading all the rules.

“Madam Justice, according to the Rules of Justice, I also petition that Slave Bill, submissive husband of former Mistress Marion, be granted his freedom.  He may choose to select another Mistress as his future owner, or simply leave the lifestyle.  I ask the court to grant former Slave Bill all the rights of a free man.”

Marion could not believe what she had just heard.  Neither could Debbie or Beth.  Jacki only smiled as the Board of Justice conferred again.  Once again Sara stood to face the audience.

“Mistress Jacki, your request to declare Slave Marion a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted.  The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately.  Slave Marion, you are now the private property of Mistress Jacki.  Mistress Jacki, you must return with Slave Marion to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership.  The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Marion, or order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership.  Mistress Jacki, please take possession of your property.”

Debbie, Beth, and Marion were shocked that this had just happened to her friend.  Debbie was now scared.  What had she started? 

Chapter Eight

After a short delay, Debbie was released from the pillory and lead up onto the stage.  She looked over and saw Sara and the Board of Justice Mistresses all still talking privately.  In addition, her friend Beth was standing on the stage, too.  And, the Whipping Post was back in place.

Sara, who apparently was the lead Justice Mistress, stood to face the audience.

“Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violating the ‘No!’ Command on two separate occasions.   And since both violations occurred against the same Mistress, Extenuating Circumstances could be applied.”  Debbie was now scared.  She could not endure the punishment that was given to Marion.

“Mistress Beth, since the violations occurred against you, do you wish that the Extenuating Circumstances provision of the prisoner’s punishment be applied?”  Sara asked of Beth.

“No, Madam Justice, I do not.  In addition, I petition this court to show leniency in its punishment decision, for former Mistress Debbie was simply caught up in the throes of passion and could not control herself.”  Beth replied.

Sara then turned to the audience and pronounced sentence:

Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violation of the “No!’ Command on two separate occasions.  You are herby stripped of all rights and privileges as a Mistress, and are henceforth classified as an ‘Anything Goes’ Slave.  For your first offense you received 30 lashes.  Since this is a second offense against the same Mistress, we hereby sentence you to triple that amount – 30 for each occurrence and 30 for a repeat offense against the same Mistress.”

Debbie began to cry.  She never anticipated such a ruling from her friend.

Sara continued:  “In addition, now as an ‘Anything Goes’ slave, you must participate in the Slave Auction.  It is the finding of this court to postpone the execution of punishment until after the conclusion of the Auction, and that your new owner be awarded the right to execute your whipping.”

“Finally” Sara concluded, “the Rules of Justice also limit Mistresses to a one slave purchase per night.  And, we see that there is only one Mistress who has not purchased a slave tonight.  Therefore, Mistress Beth, do you wish to purchase Slave Debbie?”

Debbie was delighted.  It looked like she was going to get her desire after all.

“Yes, Madam Justice, I do.” Beth replied.  “In addition, I also would like to make three further requests.  First, I would like to revise my earlier plead and ask that Extenuating Circumstance be applied to this case.  Secondly, I hereby petition that Slave Debbie be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately.  And, lastly, that ownership of Slave Ron, Slave Debbie’s submissive hubby slave, be transferred to me for the duration of Slave Debbie’s servitude.”

Debbie knew she was in trouble when two of the white collared Rules Judges came over to her and Beth.  Both of the Rules Judges were carrying the weighted nipple and cunt clips.  And, one was carrying a flogger.

Sara stood again and began speaking to the audience.

“It is the finding of this court that all of Mistress Beth’s petitions have been granted.  Mistresses please attached the weighted nipple and cunt clips on the prisoner, then prepare her for her punishment whipping.”  Debbie was immediately grabbed, the weighted clips were quickly attached, and then she was immediately handcuffed facing forward to the whipping post.

“Mistress Beth, your request to declare Slave Debbie a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted.  The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately.  Slave Debbie, you are now the private property of Mistress Beth.  Mistress Beth, you must return with Slave Debbie to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership.  The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Debbie, order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership.”

“And Lastly,” Sara concluded, “Since slaves cannot own other slaves, the ownership of Slave Ron, former submissive husband and slave of former Mistress Debbie, is hereby transferred to Mistress Beth for the duration of former Mistress Debbie’s servitude to Mistress Beth.”

“Mistress Beth, you may commence the punishment of Slave Debbie, and take possession of her once that punishment is concluded.”

Debbie could not believe her ears.  This is not what she planned.  And, she had searing pain in both her tits, cunt lips, and clit, from the weights.  Then, suddenly, the flogger bit into her still sore ass.

“One!”  she yelled.  “Thank you Mistress, may I have another.”

So it began.  Her dream had come true.  Two days later she stood on Sara’s porch, chained like the slave she is, and jealously staring at Denise as she wiggled her ass as she walked in her French Maid’s costume.  Only Beth and Jack had no plans to let either Marion or Debbie wear anything but 6 inch fuck me stiletto heels – and bright red marks on their asses and tits – for the next year.