Chapter 12: Serving

Paul gathered up his charges and had them carry his books and supplies. The students were more used to the girls with him now and no one attempted to molest either girl but there was a lot of ogling going on.

They headed down to the lunchroom where Paul found his best friend Jerry. "Hey Jer," he called. "How about a really special lunch?"

"Sure," the boy replied. "What did you have in mind?"

Paul called Jennifer and Betty over. "Hands on your heads, girls. Now turn slowly and show Jerry what you've got."

Betty blushed again and, try as she might, could not help the bolt of pure lust that flashed through her. She put her hands on her head and the movement made her breasts jiggle. That got Jerry's attention.

Seeing this, Jennifer decided to give a little wriggle as she turned slowly and heard a gasp from everyone watching. Betty caught it too and shimmied so that the jiggling increased. There was a hushed silence in the lunchroom as more and more students came to witness the silent, unspoken competition.

Paul realized what was going on and was about to stop it when he had a stroke of brilliance. "Sexiest girl gets a kiss and the loser gets a spanking from the winner." He smiled triumphantly.

Jennifer made a silent vow that she would not lose to Betty. Noticing Betty was picking up her stride, Jennifer knew she would have to do something more to attract their attention. Betty was a sure win if this continued.

Remembering the slave dance she knew she could win if she tried. Since Betty could give more of a jiggle for the boys she knew she would have to add more action. Jennifer started rotating her hips as she turned, trying to induce more people to watch her.

Betty was confident she could win as this, she knew her figure outdid Jennifer's. She decided there wasn't any need for her to try and dance, just add more of a jiggle to her turns.

Jennifer kept her dance up, making it as seductive as she could, hoping that would draw more attention. After about five minutes, she heard Paul call their competition to an end. Jennifer and Betty stood completely still.

Almost in unison they asked "Who won?" They both wanted to be the winner and neither wanted to be the loser.

Paul looked at them both, savoring the moment. This was real power. "Betty," he hesitated again and continued, "you can't be sexy unless you put yourself into it. You have a gorgeous body but you don't know how to use it."

Betty's mouth dropped open in outrage. She started to sputter but Paul didn't give her a chance.

"Jennifer has won and she gets the hug," Paul said. He stood up and took Jennifer in his arms. She melted against him, thrilled not only that she had pleased him but that she had won over Betty. Paul held her close for a long enough moment that she relaxed with her head against his shoulder. Then she turned with a spiteful smile and looked at Betty expectantly.

As she was wont to do, Betty stamped her foot and pouted. She had no idea how much that was thrilling Paul. He could hardly wait to see her over Jennifer's lap.

Betty grumbled but she didn't dare object openly. Finally she just hung her head and waited to be told what to do.

Paul took over. "Jen, sit over here and take this naughty little girl over your lap for a very sound spanking. First with your hand, and don't hold back, and then with something else." He tried to figure out what to use when he spotted a big serving spatula. He went over, snatched it and returned. "You can use this to finish. I'll hold it for you until you are ready."

The kids in the lunchroom gathered around closer to watch the fun. Many of the girls were surprised at how much they envied Jennifer and Betty. A few looked questioningly at their own boyfriends.

This was the moment Jennifer had been waiting for. She looked straight into Betty's eyes and gave her a smug smile of satisfaction. They had their unspoken conversation and then Jennifer broke the silence. "I told you, didn't I?" She took her seat and patted her lap. "Remember what I said and remember it to the last word. Now come over here."

Jennifer knew her words were only making Betty more and more frustrated and angry. That would only make what came next that much sweeter. She saw Betty wasn't moving. "Now!"

That made Betty angrier but she knew that delaying would only make it worse.

She again stomped her foot. "Why does everyone get to watch?"

"Because that's what Paul chose. If you haven't already figured it out, your choice doesn't matter. Last time I'm telling you. Over here!"

Betty was furious. Now that Jennifer was her rival, she couldn't stand the thought of her having any authority over her but she knew Paul told her she would get to. With a last defiant stomp, she moved her way to Jennifer.

Jennifer wasn't going to force her over her lap; she was going to make it that much harder on Betty. She was going to force her to lay herself down and accept it.

Betty saw this and knew every action so far was intended to upset her. She wasn't going to give Jennifer the satisfaction of seeing her mad. She complied and lay down over Jennifer's lap.

Jennifer wanted her to feel her control. She thought for a second on how she could do that. If she asked Paul to hold her arms, that wouldn't do it. Then she had an idea.

She knew Paul would go along with it as long as it didn't affect her spanking. "Anyone want to volunteer to hold her hands and feet." Of course, as she expected, several male hands went up. "I'm looking for two girls, no offence."

It just so happened there were two girls who were willing to do it who weren't far away. They both took their positions and Jennifer once again loved the feeling of control it gave her.

"Hold her still, this is going to hurt." Jennifer began her assault with her bare hand. She didn't plan on going easy. She wanted Betty to know she meant every word she said and was going to keep to it.

Jennifer could feel Betty starting to squirm. "A little tighter, she's moving up here," she instructed the two girls.

Betty was squirming harder and harder. She didn't like this spanking. It was pain, not pleasure. She wanted it to end. Her not even able to move her legs or her arms only added to her helplessness. Strangely, all of this was starting to arouse her further. She liked the feeling of helplessness.

Jennifer continued until her hand was sore and her palm almost as red as Betty's bottom.

Betty's ass was on fire and she could no longer choke back the tears. "OWWWW! Please! I'm sorry. Ouch! Please stop. Pleeeeese! You're killing me." She started crying more and more. "It hurts!" She tried desperately to pull her hands away but the girls were holding on too tight. Worse, the more Jennifer spanked, the more it was arousing her. She hoped Paul wouldn't notice, she would die of embarrassment.

Finally Paul said, "Betty, are you ready to behave?"

Jennifer stopped the spanking long enough to give her a chance to answer.

"Yes, sir. Please stop."

Jennifer smacked her again, hard and whispered in her ear, "Call him Master."

"OW!!! OW, OW, OW! Yes, Master. I'll behave."

Paul motioned for the girls to let her go. Jennifer couldn't resist giving her one last smack and Paul told her to stop. Betty got up painfully. Paul told her to thank Jennifer for spanking her.

Betty was about to refuse when she realized what that would cost her and she said to Jennifer, "Thank you for spanking me."

"Now give her a hug," Paul ordered.

There were whistles and catcalls as Betty put her arms around Jennifer and gave her a hug. To Jennifer's surprise, it was genuine.

"Now me," said Paul.

This time Betty hesitated. Then she threw her arms around him with complete abandon and Paul had to push her gently to let go.

Paul turned to Jerry. "The girls are going to serve us." Then he said to Jennifer and Betty, "You girls are going to get us lunch and serve it. You can eat when we are done. Any time we are not completely satisfied, you will get a smack on the bottom." he looked at them standing there listening. "Go on, go get it." Then he and Jerry sat down.

The crowd started to drift away but to his surprise, Paul saw a number of other couples where the boys sat down and the girls, while still clothed, went off to fetch lunch.

Jennifer knew things were changing the school. They were crossing boundaries that no one before would have dared even to think of. Jennifer loved the idea. They were the trend setters for their generation. They had unlocked so many hidden doors in so many people that things would never be the same.

Jennifer played with that idea in her mind. She knew each day, more and more people would succumb to their hidden desires and become as she now felt. Jennifer then looked over at Betty. She made the whole thing even better. She not only had a Master but a fellow slave.

Now that Jennifer knew how things stood between her and Betty had been mostly settled and knowing how Paul also stood on the position, she could do more things with Betty without as much force. She knew Betty was looking for the same kind of acceptance from Paul that Jennifer already had.

"You can serve Paul, she said to Betty. "This is a one time thing, so you better not screw it up."

Betty loved the idea. She thought for-sure she was going to be forced to serve Jerry. "I wonder what they would like to have?"

Jennifer looked at all the choices. There were several stands still open. "Ummm ... do-da-do ... Let's try that line, it usually has good food." Jennifer led the way to the line. The crowd had mostly passed and there wasn't much of a wait.

Betty looked over the different options. "What does Paul like?"