Ladies Social Spanking Club - Game 2 Part 4/8

As Zoey reached out to cut the cards, she thought "What did Talia call this penalty? 'Hard Instrument Across Knickers'. A wooden paddle is hard, that's for sure. But at least we don't have to take it bare." She cut the deck and revealed a five. There was a sympathetic 'aaah' from a couple of the other women, at the prospect that Zoey would have to take two initiation 'tests' in a row.

At that moment, Talia took out the rectangular wooden paddle from a drawer and brandished it. It wasn't very thick - milder in fact than a fraternity paddle or an American school paddle, but it still had a reasonable heft to it and was made of a hard wood. They didn't want the kind of paddle that would bruise so much that the spankee couldn't play any further games for a while. They wanted the only definite 'finisher' to be the cane.

"Easy" thought Superbitch when she saw the paddle. Her superhero costume was no thicker than panties, which she didn't have on. So she had agreed that, since Zoey would have to shed clothing if she lost, Superbitch would take her top off to compensate. She cut the cards, and showed the four of spades.

Zoey did an exaggerated wipe of her brow and exclaimed "Whew"! Superbitch, without hesitation, began to remove the top half of her costume. "Well" she thought, "my two work subordinates (Linda and Talia) have seen all of me now. And one of them gets to paddle my rear."

"Anything worse than a hairbrush has a limit on the number of strokes" said Linda. Talia will give you twenty, and may God have mercy on your buttocks." There was general giggling.

Talia swung the paddle in the air. "I think I'll have you leaning with your hands against the wall". Superbitch walked to the wall and obeyed, exposed breasts bobbing slightly as she leaned over. Yollanda joked "This is an arrest. Against the wall and spread 'em!"

"Good idea" said Talia. "Let's have your feet well spaced apart". Superbitch had read the club rule requiring obedience in all such details to the person giving you a penalty. She parted her legs, and composed herself for the whacks coming her way.

Talia swung fair and true, landing the paddle right across the centre of her victim's seat. Superbitch felt it, that was for sure, but the only sign of pain she gave was to close her eyes tightly and bend her knees slightly. Strikes two and three were angled to concentrate on one buttock each. The blonde initiate hissed a little through her teeth.



The fourth whack was across the centre again, and Superbitch started to realise that the pain was going to be cumulative. Nevertheless, she couldn't resist a show of bravado. "Can't you spank any harder than that?" she asked.

"Yes I can actually" said Talia. She swung from lower down, lofting the paddle upward onto the lower part of her spankee's bottom - and hard! The impact seemed to lift Superbitch off the ground slightly, or maybe it was just that she gave a startled jump at this effective strike. The girls all heard her big intake of breath.

Talia struck the seat of the blonde's thin supercostume again in exactly the same way. The response: "Yeow! OK, OK, you CAN spank harder!"

"Was that a request for mercy?" asked Talia with a grin. "Say pretty please and I might go back to paddling you softer." But Superbitch shook her head, making her bare boobs jiggle sideways, and adjusted her stance for more stability. Everyone could see that she and Talia were destined to have an ongoing rivalry for who was the tough-girl of the club.

Whack! Pause... Whack! The blonde executive gritted her teeth and reminded herself that she asked for this. She had wanted to play games like this for years, win or lose. But the fact that there were still twelve strokes to go was daunting.

At the 'ten' mark, Talia decided to try one-cheek upward swings. She hit the lowest part of her work-superior's left buttock. The victim swore aloud. "Language!" admonished Talia, and whacked the undercurve of the right cheek. Superbitch gasped as if in disbelief at how much it hurt. Her knees buckled for a moment, making her drop her bottom lower. She didn't want to be accused of moving out of position, so with an effort of will she straightened her legs.

Talia liked getting that reaction, so she repeated the previous two cruel swats. She was rewarded with Superbitch's first outright yells. "Go with what works, I always say!" Talia quipped. She followed up with a very hard swing across both undercurves. What her victim shouted would have been punished by her mother as "taking the Lord's name in vain".

"Would this be a good time to talk about staff canteen facilities?" asked Talia, as she addressed the executive's bottom as if lining up a golf stroke.

The answer was in a somewhat quavering voice - "Not my department. <thud> Ooooooow!"

The last few strokes didn't need to be very hard. Now that she was making her victim cry out, Talia was content to know that she was paddling a bottom that was already very sore. The worst swats made Superbitch repeat her movement of bending at the knees and then straightening up quickly.

"How sad, here comes the last one!" said Talia in a tragic tone of voice. Thwack! The spankee managed to restrain herself to a "Nnnng!" through gritted teeth. "You may go" said Talia, who had thoroughly enjoyed herself. Her victim straightened up and massaged her bottom, whispering "Ow, ow, ow". She found that the pain was mostly surface sting. That particular paddle was hard but not heavy, so there was no deep bruising.



Avril passed her the jar of soothing lotion, but didn't offer to apply it for her. After all, they had only just met. Superbitch turned her bottom towards a corner, lowered the back of her supercostume pants, and applied the stuff liberally, not caring how undignified she looked. Putting her top back on could definitely wait.

Zoey was SO glad that it hadn't been her on the receiving end of Talia's paddle. But what was the next test that she and Superbitch would have to gamble for?

Avril answered the question. "And now, a simple classic - a bare bottom slippering over the knee. Linda will officiate."

When Superbitch had finished soothing her cheeks, she replaced her top and joined Zoey for the next draw. Zoey's butt was still flushed from Yollanda's hand spanking, but not sore any longer. Superbitch's posterior positively glowed red, and definitely WAS sore. But, of course, the cards didn't know that, and life isn't always fair.