Chapter 38: Playroom

Coming into the room Jackie looked around in awe. She said, “Wow, this place is amazing. All this stuff is just to be spanked. It is a lot more elaborate than just being put over somebody’s knee bare assed and spank with a hand or a shoe.” Both the women turned and looked at Jackie.

“Yes, that and then some,” Heidi said and then questioned her, “Does Joe do that to you? Spank you on your bare ass with a shoe?”

Jackie turned red and said, “He has done it before, but only once with his shoe.”

“So he’s done at other times without his shoes? What does he use then?” Heidi continued her inquiry.

Jackie stood stiff and looked like she didn’t want to be part of the conversation. But even so, she seemed to feel obligated to answer what she would prefer not to. “Oh, usually he just uses his hand on my bare butt.”

It was Gretchen’s turn to ask, “And he put you in his lap when he does it?”

Jackie appeared slightly more comfortable the more she talked about her being spanked and said, “He has. I mean he does sometimes. But sometimes he just has me bend over. Those times I have to do it where I stand at the time.”

Heidi continued on, “So he even spanks you out in public?”

Jack answered, “Yes. I don’t think it’s right. I’m a grown woman. I shouldn’t be being spanked especially in public but he seems to do it.”

Both Heidi’s and Gretchen’s curiosities were peaked. Gretchen asked what her sister was undoubtedly thinking. “Then why do you do it? Why do you bend over for him?”

Jackie evidently didn’t understand the question’s subcontext and answered. “Because I broke one of his rules or didn’t live up to my word. Or didn’t do what I said I was going to do.”

Gretchen asked the next most logical question. It cleared up the misunderstanding of her earlier question. “If you don’t think it’s right why do you go ahead and bend over, anyway? Whether you broke his rules or not?”

Jackie’s look went back and forth between the two women. She was a bit tipsy from all she had had to drink which made her defensive. “Why are you asking me all these nasty questions? I don’t think Joe would want me answering questions about his spanking me. It’s kind of private ... well except when he does it in front of people. Or has other people do it.”

Heidi had a look of surprise at the last comment. “You mean he has had other people spank you?”

Jackie looked at the ground and despite her earlier reservations, she mumbled, “Yeah. I was really bad and he had the busboy at the hotel spank my butt one time ... I mean he only swatted me the one time on my bare ass.”

Gretchen understood they had Jackie on a roll and with a little reassurance would answer all their questions. “Really? Has he done anything else like that?” She then threw in a bit of reassurance, “It is just us girls down here. And it is not like we are going to tell Joe anything.”

Heidi clarified, “We belong to both of you as long as our owner says so. So if Joe asks we would have to answer but don’t have to volunteer any information to him. So why do you let Joe and the busboy spank you?”

Their reassurance must have been enough for Jackie’s slightly addled brain. “He was really mad ... I mean upset. Dogs get mad people get upset is what Joe says.” I smile broadly to the monitor, proud that even tipsy that statement had stuck with her. Jackie continued her rambling while I was smiling. “He was really upset so I let the teen smack my butt once. He had already seen it and Joe had already had it red and tingly. Sure the one from the busboy was humiliating but Joe didn’t get rid of me. That is why I let Joe spank me. Because I don’t want him to get rid of me. Plus, I know he is doing it for my own good. Trying to make me a better person and a better companion. Which is good since I like being his companion. I like being around him. He is always so sure of what we need to do.” She kind of looked behind her as if she was making sure nobody was listening. “And don’t tell anyone, sometimes it kind of feels ... I don’t know ... good. I know it sounds crazy but it’s pain that kind of turns me on. Not so much the pain but the tingle and dull thud after each stinging blow. And lately, Joe has pissed me off so much and I have been so tempted to break enough rules he just spanks me until I cum. I swear lately Joe has been around unfortunately every time I try to get off ... He just seems to be right there and doesn’t let me orgasm.”

“You mean Joe doesn’t let you climax?” Gretchen asked from her knees at Jackie’s side. Her hands had started to stroke the curves of Jackie’s calf going from her ankle to the back of her knee.

Jackie seemed to relish the touch but didn’t directly acknowledge it. As if by not admitting she was being turned on by the hand on her. It wasn’t happening. Instead, she answered the question from the hand’s owner. “I don’t know. I don’t think it is intentional, it’s just every time I think I’m going to have a chance to ride that wave to bliss he shows up.”

Heidi quickly said, “So? You do not do it anyway? I bet he would love to watch. Hell, I know I would. That is assuming, I did not get to help.”

Jackie took the proposition in stride. “Yeah ... No. I can’t do that in front of him. He would think I’m a slut. Hell, he probably already does.”

“Why would you say that? What did you do?” Gretchen asked letting her hand drift further up the back of Jackie’s leg and under her dress.

Jackie moved her right foot out half a step and said, “Well there have been a couple of things I’ve done, not just one. They were kind of slutty but I didn’t mean to do them. I mean, I meant to do them but I didn’t mean them to be slutty.”

Heidi asked, “So what exactly was this, that you didn’t mean to be slutty? Which makes you think Joe would think you are a slut.”

Still, a bit loopy Jackie opened up to the two women, “There was this art gallery. It wasn’t like any I’ve ever been to. Actually, I’ve never been to one. Well except at the museum, but this one was different than that. This gallery was more like what I imagined an auction house would be. At least that is how Joe described it. But it had something like an art show as it sold the exhibits. We went to this particular gallery with two really cool women we met at the hotel, Martha and Tyleen Simpson.”

Heidi immediately spoke up, “We love Martha and Tyleen. They are so much fun.”

Gretchen said, “Oh, so you know them. We will have to compare notes later. Those two seem to find the best trouble that is always fun.”

Jackie continued, “Yes they are and they were part of why Joe probably thinks I’m a slut. But first, you have to understand I’m a virgin.”

Gretchen’s voice went up a couple of octaves. “You are joking, right?”

Jackie answered, “Well it’s technically a virgin. I mean I’ve not had a real penis in me. But I’ve had my dildo in me. But I don’t think that counts ... my dildo or fingers or the various tongues in me. But I don’t think they count ... not even the dog should count.”

Gretchen and Heidi’s eyes widened but neither said anything about Jackie’s revelation. But instead, Getchen said, “Oh, I see. What does this have to do with your incident at the art show.”

Jackie said, “Well before the show, I had lied to Joe. It was one of those times when I had to be spanked in public. I didn’t like it. Then he took all the clothes that he gave me away. I mean he was really pissed at me and made me go to the show in just my camisole and panties. They were the only things I had on that he had not purchased for me. Or I think they would have been taken too. At the time, I couldn’t believe he made me do that.”

Heidi asked, “Why didn’t you just go home if you didn’t want to go to the show in just your underthings?”

Jackie continued to explain. “Well, it was just that I wanted to go to the show. I had never been to one before, and it was very different. But mainly I went because if I didn’t go Joe was going to send me home. And I didn’t want to go home. Like I said I like being his companion. It’s fun and ... I don’t know ... Kind of rewarding. It gives me a feeling of purpose I didn’t have before. I bet that sounds weird. But it’s true. It is even more so than while I live with his daughter. Though I think I still live with her though I’m not sure.”

The two older women looked at each other and just kind of shook their heads. Heidi said, “Okay. What was it exactly about the art show that you think makes Joe think you are slutty? We would love to hear the other stuff too at some point. I mean I want to hear about you living with his daughter at some point. And the dog we definitely need more about.”

Jackie skipped over the dog reference and said, “Yeah that’s how I met Joe. It was through his daughter. I was in her wedding. We live together, Joe’s daughter, Karen, and her husband. She kind of runs the household.” The two blondes looked even more confused than before. They said nothing and waited for Jackie to continue on about the art show. “Oh, anyway about the art show slash auction, he was pissed at me. And I didn’t want to have to go there in my panties camisole. So I was pissed off at him, and I thought I would get back at him by trying some drugs. It was some stuff they were offering so I thought it would be safe and I could handle it. I had some ecstasy, coke, and a whole bunch of champagne. I never had ecstasy or cocaine before that stuff is severely wicked.”

The older blondes nodded their head. Gretchen said, “Yes. We try to avoid that stuff at all costs. It makes you do stuff that you wouldn’t normally do.”

All I could think of when they said that was. What could the two possibly do that they wouldn’t normally do, just because they were on ecstasy? Jackie said, “Yes, well that’s part of the problem. I remember, now, most of what I did. But I don’t necessarily know how to explain why I did it. Anyway, I went into this room with a bunch of guys ... I think they called it a circle jerk of some sort. I was in the middle of them all. And the next thing I recall is I was sucking dicks. I don’t know how many dicks I sucked in total. Or how many loads have cum I swallowed. I’ve never stopped to actually count them. But the men there fucked my face and came down my throat and all over me. All the while, I was in the middle loving every minute of it. At some point, Joe came in and saw me doing this. And he stood back and let me keep sucking cocks and pussies. Later, he and the Simpsons were the ones that took me back to the hotel. But that was only after all the men and women left.”

The twins looked at Jackie and each other in relative disbelief. When Gretchen was again looking back at Jackie she questioned. “And you didn’t get fucked?”

Jackie shook her head, “No. Martha Simpson gave me a chastity belt. She put it on me and locked it, giving Joe the key before I went into the room with a cute guy I had met. And the cute guy wouldn’t get the key from Joe so I wore it the whole time while I was in the center of the circle jerk, sucking dicks. and cunts.”

I was amazed at Jackie’s ability to relay the story to the two virtual strangers. Not once, since she started the tale, did she shy away from anything she had done. Or had she acted embarrassed about sucking a bunch of cocks and swallowing their cum or letting it be shot on her.

“That does kind of explain why you did not get your brains fucked out ... By the way that can be a lot of fun, too,” Heidi explained.

“You mean,” Jackie paused a second fitting the pieces together. “You’ve done that before? Sucked a room full of cocks and pussies?”

The blonde women nodded their heads a couple of times. Heidi added, “But without the chastity belt.”

Jackie’s eyes just got big and she said, “Oh.” Then without realizing she was insulting the two women. “So, anyway, that’s why I think Joe thinks I’m a slut. Well, that and because I let seven guys eat me while I was at the pool a while back.”

It was Heidi’s tone that was elevated this time, “Seven guys. You had seven guys eat you and you are still a virgin?”

“Yes, it was another of those times when Joe punished me out in public. He took my bikini after I boasted I could beat him in a swimming contest to the Simpsons. But when he challenged me I made up an excuse I couldn’t swim fast with the bikini on. So he told me to race nude. Since I had already swam in the pool nude in the past. I said no and I stomped off in a huff. But I came back after hoping he had changed his mind when I was willing to leave. Once I realized he was not going to back down, ever, and would send me packing. I did what he said.

Joe had me take my suit off and hand it to him, there on the deck of the pool in front of everyone. Plus he told me, I was to be spanked for telling lies and not living up to my word. He had me bend over in the middle of the pool area. Again after getting spanked he had me do what I boosted to the Tyleen and Martha I liked doing. So while we played Marco Polo four studly guys ate me. The other three, I just had eat me on the stairs of the pool. Since I was so pissed off at Joe.”

“Being pissed off with Joe caused you to let seven men eat you?” Gretchen asked. “You sure you were not just looking for an excuse to be eaten? Maybe a little turned on being naked and getting spanked in front of strangers.”

“I don’t know ... maybe. The night before we came close to fucking. And maybe some of the horny came back after he spanked me,” Jackie admitted. “But don’t tell Joe.”

Both Heidi and Gretchen nodded to each other with a look of knowing. They both said, “OK, we will not.”

“Thanks, I don’t know what I would do if Joe knew this. Or worse yet what he would do,” Jackie said.

Heidi half under her breath said, “If you are lucky, he will spank you more often.”

Gretchen in full voice said, “Yes, thanks for telling us. And you do have an interesting and complicated relationship with Joe. I am so glad Hans decided to become our owner. It has made our relationship so much less complicated and fulfilling. Would not you say also, Two?”

“Definitely,” Heidi answered her sister. I wondered if their statements were because they knew Hans was watching. I would never know but it seemed heartfelt.

Gretchen switched the subject on Jackie, “Two has put off her punishment long enough. Do you want her?”

Jackie completely missed the overture and heard what was on her mind. “I don’t know. I’ve never spanked a woman before today. And last time Two had you positioned you. How did she set you up?” Jackie asked.

“Oh, Two had me over the saw horse so she could get to my feet. But our owner wanted her ass and cunt to be where she is struck.” Gretchen answered Jackie and gave her further directions.

“How do you know he wants it there?” Jackie asked what I was wondering.

Gretchen answered, “Brat is a euphemism for cunt, and she was being one. So saying smack the brat half the time is the same as saying her punishment should mostly be on her cunt.”

I posed my single-word question immediately to Hans, “Really?”

“Yes, I try not to be crude in front of guests. And some people find the word, cunt, crude. But no one finds brat offensive. But the two know what it really means. And Two was being a cunt.”

I nodded though I wouldn’t have put Heidi’s outburst in the realm of being a cunt. Drama Queen was more like it. But I kept it to myself so we could get back to the show on the monitors.

After the initial surprise at where she was to punish Heidi. She mimicked my question, “Really?”

“Yes,” Gretchen answered as she crawled to a peg board of pain implements. “Do you want to use the flogger, paddle, crop, or your hand on Two’s pussy and ass?”

“I don’t know. I’ve only been spanked with a hand and shoe. And only by Joe ... Well and the busboy ... So which would you use?” Jackie asked for some guidance.

Heidi, knowing it wasn’t going to be used on her joked, “I am partial to the feather.”

Hans shook his head at the monitor, “She prefers the strap which is probably why One didn’t offer it.”

Gretchen was not amused at her sister’s response. “It is your choice.”

Jackie looked excited but aggravated all at the same time, “Which one hurts the least?”

Heidi again joked, “The feather.”

“Hush Two, or I will add to what Jackie gives you,” Gretchen said harshly at her sister. To Jackie, she made an observation. “You look like you have a thong or nothing at all under that dress.”

I thought it was a weird thing for Gretchen to state. So did Jackie. “What does that matter?” Jackie asked in a bit of a huff.

“I apologize madame. I didn’t mean to offend you. You may correct me in any manner you see fit,” Gretchen replied.

“No, you didn’t offend me. I just don’t see why it matters?” Jackie asked.

“Because while I am pleased it did not offend you. I worry what I was going to suggest now might,” Gretchen said.

“Well out with it,” Jackie suddenly seemed interested in getting to the striking of Heidi.

“If madame wants to know what the difference is in the feel of the utensils. I was going to suggest you raise your dress over your very pretty backside. And I will give you a demonstration of each. But with much less force than you will use on Two.” Gretchen proposed.

“So you want me to bare my ass and let you spank me with the different items on the wall...” Jackie’s voice changed octaves, “Just so I know how they feel before using one of them on your sister.”

“When said aloud it does seem like a strange,” Gretchen capitulated. “But I only suggest it for your own knowledge. And the after-session you will likely enjoy.”

I could see on Jackie’s face she was as confused about the after-session as I was. Confused or not she didn’t ask. I did of Hans though. “What does One mean by after-session?”

“It is the time after the punishment, you let the subject know you only want what is best for them. And the punishment was for their activity not the person.” Hans said. He added, “It involves holding possibly cuddling. And almost always pleasure that doesn’t involve pain. Like I imagine Two licked One to orgasm earlier, after spanking her. It is where “Fifty Shades of Grey” got it all wrong. Never do I just walk out after a session.”