Ladies Spanking Club Game 3 Part 4

The last spanking of the day was going to go to Yollanda, naked along with her fellow members of the losing team. Although no instrument was going to be used, Yollanda was afraid. Her first spanking had been in a firm and parental style from Avril, and her second sensually erotic from Zoey. But this one was from 'Superbitch' who had already proposed that the three of them compete for who could make her cry quickest. The only words that occurred to her for the punishment she was now facing was 'a cruel dominatrix spanking'.

Superbitch, as one of the winners, could have picked a strong instrument to use on Yollanda's bare behind, even caned her. But when her teammates declared a wish to 'smack Yollanda's cute derriere over the knee', Superbitch had wanted to make it unanimous. Now she intended to show the group, especially poor Yollanda, just how punishing a hand-spanking could be.

When the petite college freshman was ordered over Superbitch's lap, she meekly said "Yes Ma'am". Although she didn't like being made to play the little girl, she didn't mind acting submissive if it would minimize how much a penalty hurt. She didn't know Superbitch well, and was willing to do whatever was necessary to make this strong, scary blonde moderate her spanking.

Superbitch looked at the small reddened bottom over her knee, its colour due to the two previous spankings. "I think you've been warmed up enough" she declared, and began spanking hard straight away.

Yollanda's very loud repeated "Oww, oww, oww" was accompanied by squirming hips and kicking feet. "Don't make such a fuss" said her costumed tormentor. "This is going to get much worse before it stops. You lost the game, little Yollanda, and have to pay the penalty."

The hard spanking was concentrated on the lower part of the victim's bottom - the more sensitive half. But Superbitch was still spanking straight downwards, which meant the undercurves and sweet-spot hadn't felt it yet. But the sheer relentlessness and harshness of the spanking acheived the blonde executive's goal - Yollanda suddenly burst into tears.

"Losers are weepers" said Superbitch unsympathetically. But after a few more hard slaps she needed to rest her arm. Her palm and fingers were stinging considerably, but she didn't care about that. Yollanda sobbed during the pause.

The sobs turned to screams when the penalty resumed. Superbitch had switched to spanking sideways onto the most sensitive surfaces, so far neglected. The very hard smacks on her sweet-spot hurt more than anything Yollanda could remember. Her tears were copious enough to drip off of her face. Her whole body thrashed wildly, and it was all her cruel spanker could do to hold her down by the small of her back.

"Please! Please! Stop for just a minute!" she begged, when her tormentor showed no signs of shifting her attention to a less tender spot.

"Can you give me a reason why I should do that?" asked Superbitch. Yollanda promised to do anything the dominant blonde wanted. Superbitch paused in her task, looked at the ceiling in contemplation and said "Ummm... OK! Get off my lap and kneel down".

In great relief, and still weeping, Yollanda clambered down to the carpet and knelt. She took the opportunity of rubbing her very red bottom. Avril and Linda watched curiously to see what 'doing anything' meant in Superbitch's case. They knew what sort of things it would be if it were Zoey!

Zoey herself had been too busy to watch every second of the spanking. She had more orgasms to force out of the reluctant Talia yet. She could certainly hear and sympathize with Yollanda. And now she half-turned, curious to see what this interlude might contain. But she didn't stop what she was doing to Talia, who now felt extra humiliated - she was forced to be a passive plaything while not even her "owner's" main object of attention. The casualness of Zoey's molestation was infuriating, but there was nothing Talia could do about it.

"Kiss my feet, slave" ordered Superbitch. Slave, little girl, Yollanda didn't care WHAT she was called right now. She kissed the red silken feet of the superhero costume, as her sobs gave way to sniffling. Superbitch sighed contentedly and said "I'm SO glad you let me join this little club." She was loving this moment of dominance, and after all, she had paid for her entry with some painful penalties on her own backside.

She made the young college freshman kiss all the way up her blue leggings, but no further. Yollanda had calmed down, and Superbitch told her to get some tissues and wipe her face. But then she said "OK, you've earnt your break. Now it's back over my lap."

Yollanda moaned and pleaded, but only while obediently placing herself face-down in the required position. She was afraid of earning any kind of penalty for being too slow following orders.

It only took a few seconds for the victim's crying to resume. Once again she was being spanked very hard where it hurt most. Her flaying arms and legs would have made her fall off of her spanker's lap if she had not been held firmly down. After only thirty seconds she was begging for another pause, but to no avail this time.

It was only when her yelling and crying became less through sheer exhaustion that her torment ceased. "OK, get up" said the stern voice above and behind her. "Now you know what a real spanking is like". When Yollanda struggled to her feet, Superbitch showed her palm to the others and turned her victim around. "Which is redder, my hand or Yollanda's butt?"

Yollanda was still weeping, and finally the blonde executive felt some sympathy and protectiveness. "Come here" she said with a sigh, and opened her arms. Yollanda sat on her knee and welcomed the make-up cuddling she received. Then came the cold cream and the crisis was over. Yollanda managed a smile, looking at Zoey forcing one last climax out of the embarrassed Talia.

Avril spoke up: "OK, all losers line up. As agreed, there's one more penalty and you all face it together."

The losing team was lined up nude inside Avril's front door. Zoey went ahead of them and opened the door to the patio. Superbitch and Avril were behind them to make sure nobody was reluctant to step outside. "All right Ladies" said Avril. "Three laps around the house, please!"

Before the game they had all agreed that public exposure within Avril's grounds would be the final punishment for the losers. Now Linda led the way out of the door naked, onto the patio, and to the left. Yollanda followed, then Talia, as they began the run counter-clockwise around Avril's house.

The three winners found it hard to decide which would be more fun - to follow them and watch their bare and reddened bottoms for the whole circuit; or to stay on the porch and get the frontal view as they came around to the front of the house each time.

Superbitch, after putting on her mask, opted to chase them around with a switch, to flick the bare butt of anyone who was too slow. The others waited at the front.

After a while, the first thing to come around the corner was Linda's bare and bouncing bosom. Of the three of them, she was in most need of a sports bra, and without one she made an obscene spectacle as her heavy breasts oscillated in time with the running.

Young Yollanda came next, eyes darting fearfully towards the street. She had the smallest bust, but her shaven pubic mound gave her the most exposed pussy if anyone should see the trio in their streak.

Lastly Talia, whose luck had finally run out that day, came running with an easy pace afforded by her long legs. Average sized breasts and red-brown pubes would be the pleasant surprise she would give any man who caught sight of her.

Their three scarlet bottoms disappeared around the other side of the house towards the back yard, and a little while later the whole spectacle was repeated. On the third time, the runners were ordered to a halt.

"Line up near the front door" shouted Superbitch. "Right where anyone can see you if they look up the path from the front gate. Now face the wall and lean on it with both hands."

This under-arrest stance made the trio push their buttocks outward. The red tushies were poked towards any observer, giving evidence of the corporal punishments they had just received. The winners relaxed and feasted their eyes on their opponents' embarrassment, feeling glad it wasn't them who had suffered the day's penalties.

No time limit had been set, so the losers simply had to expose themselves until the winners got bored. Hunger and the setting sun was what called a halt to the fun. The trio were allowed to dress for dinner. This time they ordered a delivered chinese meal, so they could talk about the club and the games while eating.

"Well" said Linda, "we've gotten to know our new members today. We know that when we lose a game to them, we're likely to be shamelessly molested by Zoey, and beaten cruelly by Superbitch."

"What goes around, comes around" said Talia, grinning at the two newcomers who had tormented the hell out of her that day.

"We've got time for endless rounds of payback ahead" said Avril. She raised her glass, saying "Here's to the Ladies Social Spanking Club!" The others raised their glasses in salute, and there were replies of "Cheers!", "To the Club!", and "Skol!"

End of Game 3

Next: Game 4 - The terrible consequences of chickening out on a penalty.

Ladies Spanking Club Game 3 Part 3

Nude little Yollanda was pulled over Zoey's lap. Zoey had received her first real spanking from Yollanda during the club's initiation rituals. But she had no thoughts of revenge, only of gratitude. She wanted to show the 18-year-old lying across her thighs how sexy a spanking could be.

She adjusted Yollanda's angle across her lap so that there was more room to spread her legs. With little slaps to the inner thighs, she made her spankee move her left leg until her hip was hard up against Zoey's stomach, then the right leg as far as it would go without Yollanda falling off her lap. Knowing what kind of spanking this would be, the other four women moved behind Yollanda and saw how completely exposed her vulva was for whatever Zoey wanted to do.

What happened was quite simple. Zoey gave Yollanda a classic erotic spanking, just the way Zoey had always dreamed of it being done to herself. "They say it's more blessed to give than to receive", she thought. Before any smacks landed, she stroked the bottom and thighs laid out for her, running a finger down each inner thigh unhurriedly. Yollanda moaned and trembled.

Then the spanks began very lightly, and gradually getting stronger. It was quite a while before the stinging was enough to make Yollanda gasp and squirm a little. Zoey switched back to the same kind of stroking as before, but followed with one upward brush of her fingertips along Yollanda's labia, as an indication of things to come.

The next round of spanking was stronger and caused a lot of mewing and gasping from the spankee. But it was followed by unabashed caresses of her vulva.

Yollanda didn't try to fight the sensations as Talia had. This felt incredibly good! She was a young bi-girl over a lesbian's lap having her bodily sensations completely manipulated; she didn't care what anyone thought, but just moaned and squeaked contentedly.

When her sounds reached a certain pitch, Zoey would switch back to spanking, each time harder. After a few cycles, she was smacking her naked victim's bottom very hard indeed. Yollanda would have been yelling blue murder if the endorphins released by her sexual ecstasy were not acting as a natural anasthetic and tranquilizer. Instead the sounds she made while being spanked became more and more similar to those she made when being caressed.

When Yollanda's bottom was very red and her gasps took on a breathless quality, Zoey kept her hand stroking the smaller of her two targets until there was a pronounced trembling in the naked body over her lap, and a long high-pitched keening was heard from its owner.

When she sat up, Yollanda's face was red and damp. Her wide eyes looking at Zoey spoke of gratitude and appreciation, but she was panting too much to get any words out.

"You'll spoil her!" said Superbitch. Yollanda knew her final spanking from the strong blonde executive, when it came, would not be anywhere near as cosy.

"Do you want to go straight on to Talia?" Avril asked Zoey.

"No, she'll keep. Give Linda another session."

As Avril and Superbitch for the second time approached Linda's naked form, she instinctively covered her somewhat sore breasts. "Don't worry" said Avril, "we'll leave your poor boobies alone this time. Superbitch, in the sideboard you'll find a switch I cut this morning. Why don't you fetch it?"

"With pleasure" exclaimed the costumed blonde. It was thin, green and very whippy - Superbitch's practice stroke produced a high-pitched whistle. "Can I have a turn using it?"

"You can do ALL the switching" said Avril. "I want to look into dear Linda's face as she feels it. And I'll do what you did before - make sure she stands still for her punishment."

It was plain to Linda that being on the losing team was a bad outcome today. Made to stand with her hands behind her head, she braced herself for the switch. When it came, it's incredible sting was something she was quite unprepared for. It wasn't that it hurt more than flat instruments, but it was a different kind of piercing pain that caused a reaction throughout her body. Tears sprang to her eyes right away, along with a feeling between them that she was going to sneeze.

The thin red line the switch made on her bottom didn't ease at first, but stung at full intensity for about ten seconds. Unfortunately for Linda, the second stroke came sooner than that, and so did the third. So the fiery sensation kept building and building. At the fourth stroke her yelps became a full-on scream, and she dropped her hands protectively to her bottom. She couldn't bear the prospect of the pain rising yet another step.

Avril said to Superbitch "You ought to slow it down, and let her feel each lash."

"OK" Linda's tormentor replied. "But even so, it was naughty of her to cover her behind. Perhaps you should hold her hands."

"I've got a better idea" said Avril. "The threat of getting her pussy slapped made her stand still for her last penalty. Linda, if you drop your hands again or turn away from the switch, I'm going to smack you hard between your legs. Stand with your feet further apart."

"OK... OK..." Linda gasped and sniffled, "I'll be good. But PLEASE slow it down."

"All right, but you're getting thirty lashes of the switch. It's going to go on longer at a slow pace."

Superbitch resumed stinging Linda's naked bottom, waiting about thirty seconds each time. Avril watched her friend's face - at each stroke she either gasped wide-eyed or gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tightly. Then as she waited for the stinging to die down and the next stroke to come, she looked into Avril's eyes sadly, with tears starting to drip down.

"You made ME cry with the hairbrush that time" said Avril smiling, although she did feel considerable sympathy with her friend. But painful punishments were what they had formed the club for. It made the games exciting, knowing that what happened to the losers would really hurt.

Superbitch managed to accurately whip the crease between her victim's bottom and thighs. Linda screamed again, bent forward, and her hands left her head. She managed to stop them going all the way to her bottom and then quickly resumed the stance she had been ordered to keep. But she knew this wouldn't be good enough for her tormentors. Avril pulled back her hand and slapped upwards hard, onto Linda's vulva.

"Oooww!" The naked woman's knees buckled a little as she felt another new and distinctly unpleasant sensation. It didn't hurt as much as the switch, but it was such an intimate and personal attack, she didn't want it to happen again. The dilemma posed by her punishers in front and behind made her tears flow again. She kept still until the rest of the thirty fierce lashes of the whippy switch had been delivered.

The white lotion was really needed - Linda's bottom was covered in thin parallel red lines. Avril applied the medication with a soothing voice "I think that's enough for you now. I feel quite satisfied with my payback. One sore bottom deserves another!"

Standing off to the side, watching all this, was a certain naked and nervous redhead. And now Zoey approached her, rubbing her hands together. "Strange as it may seem, Talia" she said, "I'm not going to hurt you at all."

Talia was not comforted in the least by Zoey's statement. She knew what it meant - the young lesbian was going to humiliate her as much as possible. And it wouldn't be hard. Talia's natural inclination was to the dominant side, and being the naked plaything of a girl new to the club and younger than herself was going to be embarrassing.

Zoey, for her part, wanted to further molest the redhead, more for her tall statuesque body than a wish to dominate her. But she ordered Talia to lean back against the table and put her hands behind her. Talia had to arch her back, thrusting her breasts and vagina forward for whatever Zoey's keen hand might do.

Not everything Zoey did to Talia can be described without turning this story into plain old hardcore porn. Let's just say she didn't keep to the outside surfaces of the body submitted to her, and that she didn't use only her hands. Talia knew the other women were keenly watching for any kind of positive reaction to these stimuli, ready to laugh and jeer. That was what she strenuously wanted to avoid, and what Zoey wanted to achieve.

Talia, like all the women in the club but Zoey, was bisexual. She was single, but only because she thought (like Ayn Rand's character Dagny Taggart) that she had never met a man she couldn't squash ten of. So she wasn't repulsed by being touched by another female, just mortified by being the nude and helpless toy, forced to submit her body and being made to feel what this young girl wanted her to feel. If she had been ordering Zoey to do the exact same things, for her pleasure, it would have been quite different.

Conversely, Zoey went to the principally submissive space in her head. She imagined she was being made to pleasure her Mistress. If she didn't give good service she would be whipped. So she was doing everything she knew that would bring a woman to orgasm.

How could Talia resist such determination? She tried thinking of other things, depressing things, repellent things. But whenever Zoey switched to something new, the pleasure would break into her consciousness. In the end when she lost the fight, and spasms of satisfaction spread from her womb to the rest of her body, she tried to conceal it. But her knees trembled and a few brief sounds were forced from her throat. There was applause from the audience of four, and a beaming grin from Zoey.

But Zoey didn't stop. The idea of 'one climax and it's over' was a male thing that Zoey had never been influenced by. Dismayed, Talia realised she was going to be pushed further and further, for as long as her tormentor wanted. The red blush of defeat on her face was going to stay there for a while.

After Talia shuddered and ground her teeth a second time, Zoey said "You may as well carry on with any other penalties, I'm going to be at this for a while."

Ladies Spanking Club Game 3 Part 2

Yollanda stepped forward for the first of three nude spankings she was going to get from the winning team. "Get that cute little bottom over my knee" said Avril, patting her thigh.

Zoey and Superbitch ominously stood each side of Talia, and gripped her arms. "You can watch Yollanda's spanking before we have our way with you" said Superbitch. Linda also stood waiting in the buff for her penalties to start.

Once Yollanda was placed comfortably over her lap, Avril pressed her hand firmly on the 18-year-old's bottom and savoured the situation. "Now who's been a naughty girl?" she asked in a sing-song voice. "You were too good at that computer game - a sure sign you've been neglecting your homework." She then gave Yollanda five quick firm smacks in the centre of her bottom.

Yollanda yipped and squirmed. Although she was in college, her petite body plus being the youngest meant she had to put up with a lot of "little girl" stuff from the other women. But she didn't have to like it. She didn't want to scream and blub like a little girl, especially not from a hand-spanking.

Avril began spanking rhythmically and in earnest. Continuing her motherly role-playing, she scolded her young spankee as she slapped her behind: "(smack) This will teach you (smack) not to play (smack) computer and (smack) video games (smack) when you should be (smack) studying".

"Ooh, ow, aah" protested Yollanda, and lifted one heel or the other as each slap landed and stung her naked cheeks. It was the first time she had been spanked nude, and she felt the extra vulnerability. Her young breasts were not substantial enough to swing in response to the impacts of the spanking, but they shuddered a little, nipples pointing towards the patch of carpet beside the spanking chair.

Avril kept up a relentless pace. With great enjoyment she moved her aim around the slim young buttocks. "You've wasted (smack) far too much time (smack) messing around (smack) in your little (smack) computer fantasy worlds (smack). Maybe this spanking (smack) will make you (smack) take your schoolwork (smack) seriously."

As Yollanda continued to yell and moan, Zoey commented "She didn't even get good enough at the game to win it. Or she wouldn't be getting spanked right now."

"That's right" said Avril and increased the pace of her slaps. "You lost the game and now you get to suffer the penalty". Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. "Perhaps you'll rethink whether all that time at the screen was worth it."

Yollanda's ows and ouches and similar indications of distress got louder. The burning of her bottom was continuous now, but that didn't stop each new smack hurting more. The kicking of her bare legs grew more frantic.

"Now tell Auntie Avril you'll stop wasting time" said her spanker. Yollanda didn't want to play that 'little girl' game, and just kept yelling and moaning. Avril paused and put her hand almost between the young girl's legs, at the lowest central part of her bottom. Yollanda knew all about the 'sweet-spot' and knew this part of her spanking would hurt most.

Avril spanked slowly but hard on that tender spot. Yollanda screeched on the first smack and began wriggling, as much as Avril's left hand holding her down would allow. On the second, she sobbed "Oh please!". On the third she gave a long drawn howl, and on the fourth she gave up. "I promise, I promise!"

"What do you promise?" prompted Avril, and smacked the same sore spot again.

"Oooooow! To study instead of playing games!"

"That's better". Avril stroked the reddened young cheeks. Yollanda stopped squirming and relaxed limp over her pretended "Auntie's" knee. She sulked about being made to play the little girl after all - when Avril helped lift her up, her face was red and her bottom lip pouted.

"Now now, don't be petulant" warned Avril, "or I'll put you back over my knee."

Zoey laughed. "Don't worry, Yollanda, I won't try to mother you when it's my turn to spank you. But you can cool your bottom for a while. It's Talia's turn to take some of her penalty."

"Yes" said Superbitch, "and I know just the instrument to use. Guaranteed to curb her redhead temperament".

Talia had been the luckiest of the club's members. She was the only one of the four founders to escape their first meeting unspanked. She had never had to remove any clothing or suffer a penalty. Until now.

She was standing stark naked between Superbitch, who had been waiting for a chance to avenge a certain tough paddling she'd had from Talia; and Zoey, who was eyeing the haughty redhead's long attractive legs and firm bosom with ill-concealed desire. Talia was more afraid of what embarrassing things Zoey might get up to with her than the pain of corporal punishment from Superbitch. Unfortunately for her, both problems were to occur at once.

After a whispered conference, the two newest recruits decided on a tag-team approach. Zoey sat on the spanker's chair and said "Across my lap, if you please, Talia". But at the same time, Superbitch picked up the strap and started making practice swings. Talia thought "OK, the young lesbian is going to serve as a spanking bench, while one of my bosses from work is going to thrash my behind with the strap. I can take that."

But it wasn't so simple. The first thing Talia felt wasn't the sting of the strap, but Zoey's fingertips brushing over her bare bottom. It made the skin come alive and reminded her of her nudity. It was only when Zoey ordered her to part her legs more that Talia had a better idea of what was in store for her. Zoey stimulated her inner thighs with that lightest of fingertip touches known as 'pattes d'araignee' - spider's feet. Talia couldn't help shivering.

Then Zoey took her hand well away from Talia's body, which was a signal to Superbitch. The strap came down with a loud splat, high on the redhead's exposed buttocks. Taken by surprise, she shrieked, and was immediately ashamed at having cried out at the first stroke. She wanted to tough out whatever they would do to her.

The costumed blonde brought the strap down again and again, enjoying her first chance to discipline one of the two employees of the company (of which she was an executive) who were members. The other, Linda, winced as she stood naked, awaiting her turn as the winning team's victim.

Talia was more prepared for these subsequent strokes of the strap, and gritted her teeth. The pain only made her hiss and narrow her eyes. Then Superbitch stopped the strapping and nodded to Zoey.

Talia felt gentle hands again, caressing her stinging skin and making all the nerve endings hyper-sensitive. Again she felt fingertips on her inner thighs, and getting closer to her vulva. But the exploring right hand moved to the crease of her buttocks, and slid towards her most private place from the other direction. Talia grew more and more tense wondering just how intimate these sapphic caresses were going to get.

But then she had to switch her mind back to absorbing the lashing of the strap. Superbitch had taken over again, this time attacking a lower part of Talia's bottom. The sound Talia made between clenched teeth was strained and high-pitched. Her feet began to rise towards her bottom protectively, but Zoey pushed her legs down again.

When the relay switched again, Zoey poked the victim's anus with a fingernail. Talia's whole body jumped in surprise and trepidation. There was nothing in the rules to prevent Zoey exploring inside this narrow opening, and Talia dreaded the humiliation of it. But it was a bluff. When Zoey's hand did what it had been threatening to do all along, namely stroke the redhead's labia just once, Talia sighed in relief mixed with involuntary pleasure. But that was the infuriating thing, she suddenly realised. She had been tricked into welcoming an outrageous genital molestation. Her face was bright red with embarrassment as Zoey giggled.

Yet again Talia had to tear her mind away from Zoey's humiliating part in her torment, and avoid being equally degraded by letting Superbitch make her scream or cry. The strap was now torturing the sensitive crease demarking her bottom and thighs. She clenched her fists and beat the carpet, kicking her legs wildly.

Zoey stretched her arms in opposite directions. Her left reached below the level of her chair to begin tickling Talia's left breast. Her right began stroking the victim's long legs, from mid-thigh to as far as she could reach. This allowed the strapping to continue on the severely reddened bottom in the centre. Talia's brain could only multi-task up to a certain point. She was determined most of all to avoid a sexual response under this young girl's hands, and the laughter it would cause from the others. So she made blocking out and resisting Zoey's ministrations her top priority.

But that left her insufficient concentration to deal with her strapping. A searing stroke across the tops of her thighs made her scream at the top of her voice, and tears started to well up in her eyes. The next stroke forced gasping sobs out of her. Her blonde spanker said "Haha! Got you!". She stopped lashing. But Talia continued sobbing, with the humiliation of defeat.

Zoey stroked the redhead's bottom gently and called for the skin cream. It wasn't much comfort to Talia. But she recovered her composure and sighed in resignation as she stood up. They had overcome the tough stoicism she wanted to project, and made her first penalty really a penalty for her. They had proven that she had as much to fear in losing a game as anyone. But after all, it was two against one! Unfair!

Superbitch put down the strap, declaring herself quite satisfied. "I'm not" said Zoey to naked Talia. "I have further plans to molest you later on."

Avril had watched all this with amazed admiration at how pleasure and pain had been used together. Now it was her turn, as one of the three winners, to exact a penalty. And it would, at last, be her dear friend Linda at her mercy.

Avril stood in front of her naked friend and neighbour. "Linda!" she said with great jollity, "At last it's my turn. After that first spanking you gave me, and after whacking my poor nude body with that hairbrush - now look who's the naked victim!"

Superbitch came up beside them, keen to help punish her other work-subordinate. "What do you want to whip her bottom with? And whatever it is, can I have a turn?"

Avril replied "Punishing her behind can wait until later. We all know what Linda has that we admire and envy." She reached out with both hands and lifted Linda's breasts a little, feeling their considerable weight.

"Oh no!" cried Linda, although she was smiling. What was Avril going to do to them?

"Oh yes! You can't blame me for indulging a little jealousy along with my payback." She tweaked both nipples. Linda squealed, giggled, and turned her body to get her boobs out of her friend's hands. Superbitch saw how she could help. She turned Linda back towards Avril then held her wrists behind her. "Stay still and accept your penalty" she ordered.

Avril slapped Linda's left breast sideways, obtaining another squeal. Then she used her left hand to do the same with the other boob. The ample breasts bounced each time. Then she smacked upwards onto the underside of each tit, which caused a lot more bouncing. Another sharp tweak to the nipples, and the pattern of slaps was repeated. Linda was very vocal: "Ow! Don't! Eeek! Ow! That hurts!"

Zoey was powerfully turned on watching this happen. As the third member of the winning team, she wanted to participate. "Harder!" she urged.

Avril gave the bare nipples more than a tweak - she gave them a hard cruel pinch, followed by more vigorous breast-slaps. Linda yelled, and struggled in Superbitch's grip. Her blonde boss had a firm grip on her arms and held her tits properly available for torment. Avril asked "Who else wants me to torture her harder for having boobs bigger than ours?"

Yollanda didn't want to betray her team mate. She and Talia were both waiting naked for further penalties themselves. Talia had no such scruples. She risked the fact that her own tits were bare and available for punishment, by calling out "I do! Make her scream!"

Avril stepped to the left a little so that her right palm could smack Linda's bosom front-on. This meant the pinioned brunette's nipples were getting the full impact of the slaps. "Aaargh, no!" she yelled, and bent her knees so that she sunk downwards, the one kind of movement out of the firing line that Superbitch's grip could not prevent.

"Now that's very naughty of you, refusing your punishment" said Avril. "You know, there are other places to smack!" She held her hand on her friend's pubic bush, her fingertips reaching to the labia. Linda straightened up and pleaded "No! I'll stand still!"

It was hard to keep her promise. As well as hard slaps at every angle, Avril alternated with sustained two-hand nipple pinches, and then twisted them a little - a thorough 'nipple-cripple'. Linda gave the scream Talia wanted, very loudly.

"OK, that's enough being cruel to your titties" said Avril. "But we'll be back to thrash your bottom very hard later. What's next?"

"My turn to put Yollanda over my knee" said Zoey enthusiastically.

Ladies Spanking Club Game 3 Part 1

Game 3 - "Team Sports"
by KajiraGames (F/F cons)

The adventurous ladies of the club decided they wanted to play as two teams of three. There would just be one substantial game, with a penalty session at the end. The losing team would have to strip naked, with the three winners having free reign over them.

'Free reign' meant within the bounds of the spanking implements they already had, each with its own limit on penalty strokes. There was to be no limit on the humiliation factor, short of public exposure that would be sure to get the loser arrested (although a slight risk of this was OK). This way there would be more mystery about what was going to happen to you, which was an excitement factor they were all keen on.

The problem then was what game to play. Avril and Linda, as unofficial organizers, couldn't think of any card games that worked as three vs three, at least not that they knew how to play. They began ringing around for suggestions.

Yollanda said she had just installed a new game on her laptop computer, but hadn't learnt how to play it yet. Everyone would start with equal skill. So they agreed she would bring it to the next meeting.

"It's called Heroes of Sword and Sorcery 5" explained Yollanda when they were all gathered together. "It allows for multi-player on the one computer, and you can declare teams. That way of playing is called 'hotseat mode' which is very appropriate for us, don't you think? We all run cities that produce fantasy and monster troops, and we send heroes to lead them into battle and take over each other's cities."

Zoey added "So the first team to lose all its cities has to strip and get ready for whatever penalties the winners want to do to them."

First they made six bits of paper with a 1 or a 2 on them, and drew them at random for who would team up. Team 1 was Yollanda, Talia and Linda, leaving team 2 as Avril and the two newest members, Zoey and 'Superbitch'.

Although none of them had played this particular game before, it was not surprising that the younger members were more adept at computer and console gaming in general. Zoey managed to eliminate Linda from the game easily, but then Yollanda took out Superbitch with some help from Talia's troops. But Talia had been too aggressive and left a weak defence. With help from Zoey, Avril took her cities.

Yollanda was now on her own against Zoey and Avril. She fought skilfully and almost beat Avril, but she couldn't resist once her opponents combined their attacks properly. When her last city fell, the three winners cheered.

Avril commanded "OK losers, take off your clothes!"

Superbitch said "Let's get them all down to their panties first. Then we'll unveil them all together". Linda, Talia and Yollanda began shedding their clothes, resigned to an evening of embarassment and stinging bottoms.



The losing team lined up in their knickers. Superbitch called out "OK girls, all together - get 'em down". Three pairs of panties were slid down to ankles. Linda sat on the spanker's chair to untangle hers, while Talia and Yollanda stepped out of theirs.

"Throw them all onto the couch" commanded Avril. Obediently, the losers threw their underwear across the room and waited nude for the winners to decide what was to be done to them.

"For a start" said Avril, "I want to smack Yollanda's cute little derriere over my knee. I haven't had a chance to do that yet."

"Me too" said Zoey, and Superbitch said she would join in on this too. Yollanda moaned at this sentence of a triple spanking. It seemed she would spend the evening draped over several laps, getting a steadily reddened bottom. She squealed a "No!" when Superbitch said "Let's see which one of us can make her cry quickest".

"That won't be my goal" said Zoey with a significant but unexplained twinkle in her eye. Clearly no two of Yollanda's three spankings would be alike.

"What about Talia? She's a lot tougher nut to crack" asked Avril. Superbitch replied "We can spank her with something harder, but what she'll really hate is being humiliated". Zoey said they could leave that part to her, and Talia rolled her eyes in dismay at what this young lesbian might make her do.

Avril said "Leave my dear friend Linda to me. She's given me two nasty spankings since we started this whole thing. Revenge will be sweet."

"Aww, we can help, can't we?" said Superbitch looking over Linda's short but voluptuous figure. Avril came up close to Linda and cooed "I'm sure there are ways you can assist me to punish her." Linda looked at the floor. She felt excited but nervous about her friend's payback time.

"Are we going for private or public penalties?" asked Zoey. In the end the winners decided to inflict all the penalties indoors, but then send the whole naked losing team out on the patio to show their red bottoms to the world.

Yollanda watched as Avril sat on the dreaded red chair and crooked her finger at her. Then Avril patted her thigh and said "Let's start!"