Chapter 2

“I am not completely sure what happened. At this time, I can’t decide if I want to do it again or die from embarrassment.” Carrie said to herself. Carrie went to the bathroom to clean her underwear as well as herself.

It took almost 45 minutes before the first couple emerged from their room.

The first guests she greeted were Greg and Marsha. They are a walking billboard for opposites do attract. He was a pasty white man of Irish descent. She was a dark Ebony African-American. He was short and skinny; she was tall and curvy. He was quiet and shy; she was loud and bold. He was white trailer trash, trying to appear more sophisticated, and she was from high Society acting like a ghetto girl.

“Welcome to my birthday spanking party will you guys please come in,” she told her guest.

“Yo, homegirl what’s with the display?” Said Marsha, reaching out and tweaking one of Carrie’s nipples.

Not pulling away Carrie laughed, saying, “Lisa will explain everything when all the guests have arrived.”

The new guest mingled with the people who had arrived early.

There was another knock at the door, and Carrie went over to Jennifer, who was talking to Marsha. Jennifer Signal, Marsha, telling her. “We need to make sure her high beams are on when she first greets her guest,” reaching out and twisting Carrie’s left nipple. A smiling Marsha did the same to the right. They abused Carrie’s nipples until a second knock sounded.

Opening the door, a surprised, Carrie stuttered “W ... we ... Welcome to my birthday spanking party come on in,” she told her parents and little sister. “Everything will be explained when the rest of the guests arrive.”

Mike and Carol came in hugging their topless daughter. Mike was over 6 foot tall with a receding hairline, but still in great shape for a man who is almost 50. Carol was just an older wiser version of Carrie. They often shared clothes from each other’s wardrobe. “I love that outfit. I might have to borrow it, but I don’t think anybody, but Mike will see me in it,” said Carrie’s mother.

Her little sister Alice was looking her up and down while smirking. Carrie and Alice looked enough alike that nobody doubted they were sisters. “Looking hot or are you just cold big sister.” Pointing back and forth at Carrie’s points. All of them laughed at the little joke. Still laughing the family entered the apartment. Alice was tapping her sister on the butt as they walked in. The family gets reacquainted with the other partygoers.

The next guests to arrive were Robert and Cindee. They were another interracial couple. Cindee was a third third-generation Vietnamese-American. Her Asian features were still very prominent. Robert was your typical Midwestern Country boy. They had big smiles as they were greeted by the hostess.

Before entering they saw Pete and Janet walking up to the door. Pete and Janet were the glamorous couple of the group. They could go to any Hollywood star party and not look out of place. Their designer clothes, and fresh from the salon look make them stand out among their more normal friends.

Lisa stood on a chair, standing Carrie in front of her, placing her hand on her shoulders.

“Today is Carrie’s 21st birthday. She wanted a birthday to remember. Between the four of us, we came up with a birthday spanking party. When we decided on a bare-bottom spanking, we figured it was only fitting for Carrie to display all her goods. Despite how she is dressed, she is not a SLUT.” Lisa emphasized the last word. “Nor will she become one today. Regardless of that fact, if she is not showing her excitement feel free to encourage her.” Reaching down Lisa twisted Carrie’s nipples making them pop out, making the guest snicker.

“We figured 21 spankings for the birthday girl with one more to grow on. So far today she has received 132 squats. Most of these have not been little Love taps. If you look closely, you can still see the red marks and some slight bruising.” Turning Carrie around and bending her over giving the audience a good look.

“There are nine people here that have not spanked the birthday girl today. So doing the math she will receive almost 200 more spankings during the party. Every half hour one couple will be given a chance to spank the birthday girl. Each couple drew a number out of a hat when they arrived. That is the order that the couples will go in. The couples will have to fight between themselves who gets to go first. The rest of the time this is just a normal birthday party. So have fun, everyone.”

Rebecca spoke up “Carrie would it be okay for me to demonstrate the type of spanking we expect by giving you two swats?”

“Sure, no problem.”

A dining room chair was brought in and Rebecca sat as Carrie laid across her lap. Becky’s left hand discretely pinches a nipple. Raising her right hand, she delivered a sharp slap to Carrie’s right butt cheek twisting the nipple with her left hand. The guests were surprised at how hard the blow was delivered. Both girls yelp in pain. “That hurt my hand,” whined Rebecca looking at the red handprint on Carrie’s butt while flexing her hand.

“That is why the ladies are allowed to use implements.” Said Lisa, handing the hairbrush to her to use on the next swat.

Rebecca swung, just as hard with the hairbrush as her bare hand. The resounding pop sounded like thunder in the guests’ ears.

“See guys, she can take a hard spanking.”

Greg and Marsha drew the lucky number one.

“My man is going to warm you up first, but I want you on my lap.” Marsha sat in the chair raising her skirt where it just covered her panties. She positioned Carrie, left to right, across her bare legs getting the most skin-to-skin contact.

Greg stepped in front of them looking down at the contrast of their skin tones. Carrie’s pale white skin and white lingerie on Marsha’s ebony skin and dark clothing. Placing his left hand on Carrie’s back he started spanking the upturned ass. Taking his cue from the demonstration the hits had some force. A whimper and a moan escaped Carrie’s lips. “The little white girl like this,” smiled Marsha reaching under squeezing a tit. “Give her some more Babe.” Greg started again as she molested the girl in her lap. He was about halfway through, and Carrie was building to an orgasm when Marsha stopped him. “Let me feel how hot her ass is.” Running her hand over the red butt. The break dampened Carrie’s arousal. “Heat her butt up some more!” He finished his set before Carrie could build up again. He reached down to feel the heat radiating from his work.

“Your turn.” He said leaning over and kissing his girlfriend.

Carrie was repositioned to where Marsha could get to her freshly spanked ass. “I’m gonna spank this lily-white ass so hard it will end up as black as mine. Homegirl Lisa called and said ‘Bare bottom birthday spanking’ I could not believe it. When she finally convinced me, I went out and bought this especially for you.” Marsha held up a wooden paddle, the paddle part was as wide as her hand, as long as her forearm, and just about as thick as her finger. It had the word, ‘SEXY’ engraved along the face. Marsha made Carrie kiss the paddle before rubbing it across her butt. Marsha stuck her finger in Carrie’s mouth allowing her to suck on it. Pulling it out she traced along Carrie’s neck down to her tit squeezing her nipple and dispensing her first blow. Despite all her talk, her hits were not any harder than some of the other ones Carrie had received so far today.

“You are really freaky over this.” Marsha, once again, rubs the paddle across her butt while tracing her finger back to Carrie’s mouth and down to her other nipple SMACK!

“My man almost made the little freak girl come by spanking her white ass.” again, the rubbing of the paddle and the teasing of sucking her finger. SMACK!

“It might have looked like you were squirming from the pain but the freaky little girl was actually dry-humping my leg.” More teasing and caressing again. SMACK!

Over and over trash talk went along with teasing and caressing followed by spanking. Once again, Carrie was working up to an orgasm. Before she could make it over the final hurdle Marsha was at the end of her final spanking. Marsha pushed the handle of the paddle against Carrie’s clit and started rubbing it up and down. It only took two strokes for Carrie’s orgasm to start. Half the crowd was surprised to see her reaction to the massive orgasm the other half had already witnessed it once today.

Carrie had about 15 minutes to recover before the next couple got their turn.

The glamour twins were next.

Pete and Janet decided to spank her together. Nobody was really surprised because they always do everything together. They had Carrie place her knees on the couch leaning over the back. Janet stood to one side with a heart-shaped leather paddle that the girls had their boyfriends buy earlier today, while Pete stood on the other side. Janet swung the first below landing the hit onto the butt cheek on her side, while Pete rained down his bare hand on the other. Then Janet reached over hitting the other side leaning out of the way for Pete to spank the one on her side. They alternated back and forth for 10 spankings each. They took a short break massaging Carrie’s upturned ass. They swapped sides and delivered 10 more. Using the same pattern. For her last two Janet then laid one on each cheek in quick succession. Pete groped a cheek before spanking it for his final two spankings. They were so quick and thorough with their turn Carrie got to mingle for over twenty minutes.

Her parents were the next couple. Carrie’s mother Carol stood in front of her with a large wooden spoon. “Honey, your butt has already taken a lot and has more to go. Would you allow me to spank you on your tits?” Tapping the spoon on her daughter’s breast.

Carrie stared open mouth at her mother before nodding her head ‘yes’. The smile on her mother’s face was infectious.

The bustier halter was pulled over her head and lowered exposing more of her tits. “Put your hands on top of your head and pull your elbows back, Baby.” This pushed out and lifted her breast nicely. Carol hit the top of each tit putting an oval-shaped welt on top of each. Carol carefully put a similar mark on the outside of each tit followed by the inside. She reached up squeezing and massaging the marked tits for a few minutes. She soon worked the spoon around each tit four more swings.