Winter
Copyright© 2025 by Mike McGifford
Chapter 6
As with any live performances the viewer count went up and down like a yoyo with people silently dropping off and coming back a few minutes later doing who knows what while they weren’t watching. Some of Mabel’s and my fan base did their best to keep conversation going and other times I just chatted with Mabel with the viewers chiming in.
There were creative viewers in our audience who would scroll through pages and pages of gift options to send unusual gifts, some of which I’d never even seen before. I didn’t know which gifts had a higher value than others but the goal board was steadily climbing towards our goal.
The dice still rolled unpredictably and Max repeatedly reminded viewers to send a wine glass present afterwards so that whichever of us was gifted would do to our co-host what the dice roll mandated we do to ourselves.
BadDaddy, one of the viewers I don’t think I’ve ever seen online before, helped with our goal by pointing out that I have a firmer smack when someone rolled a 2 with the dice.
Rolling a two means we each smack each of our butt cheeks once. He gleefully let the room know that by sending wine glasses whenever a 2 came up, it invariably meant that I would smack Mabel’s bottom. He was right, too - Mabel doesn’t use the same wrist action as I do and she preferred that I spank her rather than her spanking me.
I think she’s as much into a little naughty spanking as I am but I don’t pretend to spank. When spanking myself, each and every spank goes through my cheek right to my button. Occasionally I had to redo one.
My hand was getting as red as our cheeks and it was as much of a rush for me to smack Mabel’s bottom as it was for me to smack my own, just in a different way.
Mabel and I even talked about it a little when conversation in the room momentarily lagged.
“You’re going to have to go easy on my ass, Winter,” Mabel giggled after showing the viewers her panty clad butt following my latest spanks.
There was an outline of my hand still slightly visible on the bare part of her bottom.
“Hey, I’m just following the rules, FantasyPrincess,” I replied with a smirk my regulars seemed to love.
“I know, but I’m soaking my panties! I ‘m going to have to whip ‘em off and wring ‘em out, soon!” Mabel giggled again.
SleazySally: “let me suck them dry!”
BossHog22: “take them off”
Knightrider: “yeah I wanna see that”
Asstoot: “see them sucked or see them off?”
56433421: “both!”
Moderator: “We’re at 72% of goal, guys. Nothing like that’s gonna happen until we reach DND”
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