The Spanking Couples Weekend Getaway

The Spanking Couples Weekend Getaway

Chapter One

Two weeks after the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Marion and Debbie had been invited to a luncheon at the home of one of the ladies who was on vacation the night of the party, Sara.  Attending the luncheon was all those in attendance that night (Jacki, Jenny, Beth, Marion, and Debbie, plus the two missing women, Sara and Gloria.  Debbie and Marion were unsure about what the topic of the meeting would be – just that Jacki called and said the group was getting together at Sara’s to discuss an interesting opportunity.

As they approached Sara’s door, Marion informed Debbie that Sara was different from the rest of the group.  True, she was a Femdom like the rest.  But, she also was a pure dyke lesbian.  Here partner in life was a lovely femme.  And, they also enjoyed a full-time BDSM lifestyle.  “So, be prepared for anything” Marion warned just as they rang the doorbell.

Even with that warning, Debbie was surprised by what she saw.  There was a lovely blonde dressed in a French Maid’s outfit.  Complete with the black, ruffled dress, puffy white ruffled slip, black fishnet stockings, and 6” stiletto heels.  Like most French maid uniforms, it included short-sleeves and a scoop neck opening that barely covered the shoulders.  And, like most French Maid outfits, the scoop neck was designed to show cleavage.  However, this one was designed to not only show cleavage, but her entire tits.  It scooped down below the bottom of her breasts, exposing both tits to full view of anyone interested in staring – or feeling – or sucking -- or whatever they desire.  And, like most French Maid outfits, the dress was cut short on the bottom, too.  Most French Maid dresses are designed to barely cover the ass cheeks.  This one was cut a little higher.  In fact, the bottom of the dress stopped above the top of her bald pussy.  Everything was on display.  And, whenever she walked, her entire ass was also open for viewing.  And, her jewelry consisted of ankle and wrist cuffs, nipple and pussy rings, and a leather collar around her throat.  And the nipple rings were connected with a Y-shaped chain that also formed a leash that hung down her chest to just below her waist.

“Don’t stare, or I may get you an outfit just like hers” Marion warned as Debbie stared at the blond beauty who answered the door.   The sexy Maid turned to lead them into the house, and Debbie noticed that her ass was bright red and probably freshly spanked.  Debbie also noticed that her pussy was tingling, too.  She wasn’t sure if she was jealous of the girl, or her mistress.  But, something got her juices flowing.

As they entered the living room, Debbie noted that they must be the last to arrive.  Everyone seemed to be there, including the two ladies that she had never met.  After introductions, Sara, the hostess, told her live-in femme slave to get the drink orders and then begin preparing lunch.  Again, Debbie stared as the beautiful French Maid turned and wiggled her red ass as she walked towards the kitchen.

Marion made a mental note of Debbie’s reaction, and then turned her attention to Sara, who was beginning to explain the purpose of the meeting.

“I know that most of you know that Denise (her French Maid slave) and I belong to a group of bisexual partners – some with male tops, some with female tops, and all who like same gender sex.  Once a year, we rent a Nudist Colony for a private retreat.  Denise and I both went last year, and had a blast.  I never had my pussy eaten or my ass fucked by so many people in my life.” She explained.

“This year, we decided to make a couple of changes in the retreat.  First, there actually will be two retreats -- one with a Femdom theme and one with a Maledom theme.  The first one is in one month, and will have a "Sadie Hawkins" theme.  All couples attending must be female dominant couples.  No male tops permitted.  Any male attending must be a submissive or slave.  All subs will have a “safe” word for their protection.  And, once the “safe” word is used, the top must stop that activity.  But, other than that, it will be a Femdom “Anything Goes” weekend.  Tops can expect to have their pussies eaten as much as they want, and subs can expect to have their asses whipped and assholes fucked a lot, too.”  She also explained that the highlight of the long weekend retreat would be a “Slave Auction”.  Every Femdom attending was expected to put her sub up for Action, with the proceeds going towards financing next year’s activities.  And, any guest attending could also apply for membership to the group, once they signed a pledge that they would be open all forms of bisexual contact.

She went on to explain that because of the “Sadie Hawkins” theme, some of the club’s regulars have opted to pass on this retreat, or wait for the Male dominant version that will be held later in the summer.  That meant that there were openings for six more couples.  Therefore, it is now a member-guest retreat.  All of us are allowed to invite others, as long as everyone is in agreement beforehand that it will be an "Anything Goes" weekend. She was inviting everyone in their Femdom Spanking Poker group to attend.

Jacki and the rest were delighted.  Even Marion could picture Ron being lead around by a cock leash.  Debbie was trilled, too, but she was not sure if she wanted to be the Lead or the Leader.  But, she definitely wanted to attend.  (Debbie was soon to realize that she is not a natural Top, but a Switch).  Soon the verdict was in.  All six were interested in attending, but they also needed to talk with their subby partners before giving a final a commitment.  “Well, I guess we will see which of you has truly ‘pussy whipped’ your guys” Sara concluded.

Just as she was finished with the explanation, Denise, the pretty French Maid, announced that lunch was ready.  As they followed Denise’s bare wiggling ass into the dining room, Marion caught up with Debbie and whispered “You would look lovely in that outfit”.  Debbie began to blush, and her pussy lips also began to get wet.  Debbie knew in her heart that she probably was jealous of Denise, and not Sara.  But, she also loved the idea of leading Bill around by a cock leash during the “Sadie Hawkins” retreat. Just before the group sat down for their luncheon meal, Sara took off her skirt, revealing that she wore no panties and exposed her bald pussy.  She then announced that this was a panty optional lunch, so anyone who wanted to bare her mound was permitted.  And, anyone who wanted to make use of Denise’s talented tongue was free to do so.  As she sat down, Denise crawled under the table, and began to lick Sara’s clit.  Sara then told the group “Enjoy the meal.  I will be with you shortly” as she closed her eyes and began to enjoy Denise’s tongue action.    Before the lunch was over, everyone in attendance had at least one orgasm.  Only Debbie was fantasizing what it would be like to be under the table with Denise.

The next day, Marion and Debbie met for their own private lunch to discuss Sara’s invitation.  Debbie had explained the idea to Bill the night before.  Marion had not mentioned it to Ron yet.  In fact, Marion was not sure she wanted to take Ron.  She was waiting to see Debbie’s reaction first. 

“Well, what did Bill say” Marion asked.

“He was all for the idea, until I mentioned the part about the ‘Slave Auction’”.  She answered.  “He’s a little bit worried about what could happen if the wrong person bought him during the auction.  He knows that Jacki can be a bit sadistic at times.  And, he’s wondering what would happen if some of the ladies that he’s never met were even more inclined.”

“How about Ron?”  Debbie asked.

“I haven’t asked him yet.”  Marion explained.  “I’m not sure if I want to take him, or someone else.”

“Why would you consider anyone else?”  Debbie asked.

“Well, I have always fantasized about what it would be like to live like Sara.  Maybe not full time.  But maybe for a Fantasy Weekend.  I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a dyke Femdom with a femme sub.  This might be the time to find out.” Marion explained.

“Oh, my God!”  A surprised Debbie replied.  “Who would do such a thing with you?”

Marion reach over and began to twirl Debbie’s had with her fingers.  “Maybe someone who would look great in that French Maid outfit.”  Debbie began to blush.  She knew that Marion was referring to her. 

“No Way!”  Debbie yelled.  But, deep down, Debbie was wondering.  And, her pussy was getting wet again.  “I hope you’re not thinking about me.  There’s no way that I would do something like that in public.”

“Are you’re panties wet?”  Marion asked.  “I think you would love to do it.  OK, you say no.  Prove it.  Stand up, take off your panties, and let me feel your pussy.  I bet it’s already wet thinking about it!”

Debbie knew that was a losing proposition.  She could never agree to that, or she would end up as Marion’s slave.  She was not ready for that commitment.  And, besides, she wanted to see Bill naked and on a cock leash for an entire long weekend.  How humiliating!  And, how interesting!

“No, I am not going to take my panties off!”  She told Marion.  “And, if I go to that retreat, it will be as Bill’s Mistress, not as your slave.  Just forget it right now.  That is, unless you want to go as mine!  After all, we both know that you love a good ass fucking as much as me.  I’ll bet that you also love to eat pussy, too.  You just don’t want to admit it.  I bet you’d make a great French Maid.”  Debbie knew she was pushing her friend, but needed something to deflect the conversation away from her desires.

“I’ll be right back.” Marion said, and she went out to her car.  When she returned to Debbie’s house, she was carrying a French Maid’s outfit.

“OK, I’ll take that bet.”  She replied.  “Let’s both take our panties off.  If my panties are wetter than yours, then I’ll put this outfit on and serve as your French Maid the rest of the day.  But, if your pussy is wetter – and I think it is – then you put the outfit on and serve as my slave for the rest of the day.  Nothing public.  Just you and me, and whichever lucky husband who gets to see the loser’s TPA (tits, pussy, & ass) for the rest of the day.”

“No Fuckin’ Way!” Debbie yelled.  ‘I’m not going to be your slave – today, tomorrow, or ever!”

Marion knew she had pushed Debbie too far.  Debbie was about to leave the room, when Marion once again knew she could be losing a kinky friend.  “Ok, Ok, I apologize.”  Marion said.  ‘Please don’t be mad.  I’m sorry.”

Debbie saw the opening.  She wasn’t really mad, but she knew that Marion hadn’t realized that.  She decided it was time for her to see how far she could push her kinky friend.  “Yeah, I bet you’re sorry!” she said sarcastically.

“I really am.” Marion said apologetically.

“OK, prove it!”  Debbie was getting bold now.  “Get on your knees and eat my pussy!”  Debbie then pushed her chair back, stood up and removed her skirt and panties, and sat back down with her legs spread wide open for Marion.  She also knew that the panties were wet, but could blame that on the thought of Marion eating her.

Marion knew that Debbie was opening a door for the future, but she had to step back for now and take it one step at a time.  And, today that step would be for her to eat Debbie.  She then dropped to her knees, crawled over to Debbie’s chair, and began to lick Debbie’s clit with her long tongue.  But, she also knew this was a sign of better things to cum.  At least Debbie had forgotten about the French Maid’s uniform.

Chapter Two

Later that same day, Debbie called Marion and told her that Bill had just agreed to go to the retreat as her sub.  She was going to call Sara and formally accept her invitation. “So, Marion, if you want to go, you had better either talk Ron into it, too, or find some lesbian to be your bitch!”

“Shit!” Marion said to herself.  Then, she told Debbie she had to go, and then told Ron to stop licking her asshole because they had to talk.  Later that same night Marion also called Sara and told her that she and Ron would love to attend.  But, she also was planning now to get Debbie to submit when the time was right. 

The following day both Debbie and Marion got an email from Sara, with their confirmation for the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, and driving directions to the facility.  Both were surprised to discover that it was not far from their neighborhood.  They had no idea that a Nudist Colony was so close to them.  Along with the map was a sketch of the facilities and a set of rules for everyone to follow?  And, there were some descriptions of things that would change before the Sadie Hawkins group arrives.

Among the changes, all the cabins would only have screened walls.  No curtains or sold walls.  Everything would be viewable from the outside.  And, there would be a set of chains at the foot of each bed.  The instructions explained that each cabin would be shared by two dommes, and their subs would be chained at the foot of the bed during the sleeping times (if there were any).  The chains will be long enough to allow the subs to climb onto the bed for “service”, but not long enough to leave the cabin.

And, the public areas will be modified slightly, too.  There were all the normal things.  Volleyball court, swimming pool, dining hall, walking areas, etc.  And, all the public areas also would have a slave chaining area, so if the domme was more interested in other dommes, she could chain her sub up for safe keeping.  But, the thing that surprised Debbie the most was the stage in the center of the complex.  It would double as an auction block for the Slave Auction on the last night of the retreat.  But, it also contained a medieval style wooden pillory, a whipping post, and an X-cross.  This area was labeled “Disobedient Slave and Mistress Area”.  Debbie wondered what was meant by “and Mistress”.

And, Debbie also saw that the shower and latrine areas were unique, too.  Each was labeled either ‘Normal” or “GS”.  Debbie knew what GS meant.  The normal side would include the normal stuff, except there were no privacy stalls around the toilets.  But, the GS side was unique in that there was no running water.  That is, no running natural water.  The water was all supplied by either the Mistresses or specially designated subs.  And, these subs all took turns anchored face up in the specially designed toilets.  Some were designated GS only, and others “Anything Goes”.  Debbie was getting wet again just thinking of the options.

Her question was answered when she began to read the Rules of the Retreat.  All the normal stuff:  Subs were to be naked at all times.  Chains, gags, etc., were at the option of his/her Mistress.  Clothing was optional for all Mistresses.  But, it also explained that there were a set of “Play Rules” that everyone must follow.  It explained that everyone attending would be issued a color-coded collar.  Most Mistresses will be issued a Black Collar.  That signified that they were a Mistress, whether clothed or not.  The club’s officers, (Sara was one) will be wearing a white collar, which designated them as a Rules Judge.  It also explained that the color of the sub’s collar designated his/her “sexual availability”.  At check in, each Mistress would designate how her sub would be sexually available.  A red collar meant “Private Property:  Do not touch”.  An amber one meant “Ask for Permission Only.”  And a Green on means “Anything Goes.  No Permission Required.” 

And, there was an explanation about the sub’s rights.  Basically he/she had none if wearing a green collar.  But there was a universal “safe” word, and once that “safe” word was used, the Mistress was required to stop her actions.  If another Mistress observed her ignoring the “safe” word, it was her duty to report her to the nearest Rules Judge. If found guilty by a Rules Judge, she would immediately taken to the Punishment Area for a public whipping and time in the pillory.  She could, however, claim that the sub used the word unnecessarily.  But, that also was risky.  If she was justified, the sub would be taken to the punishment area for a whipping and pillory time.  But, if the sub was found innocent, then the Mistress would be guilty of two offenses, and earn her two trips to the Punishment Area.

Also, the rules do permit sexual contacts between Mistresses.  But, between Mistresses “No” means ‘No”.  No exceptions.  If one Mistress tries to seduce another and is told “No” one time, she must stop asking and move on.  Any violation of the “No” rule could earn the offending Mistress a quick trip to the Punishment Area. What Debbie found the most surprising was the “Two Strikes and You’re In the Auction Rule”.  That rule was designed to keep everyone honest and in line.  It stated that anyone found guilty of breaking the rules a second time will not only receive the regular punishment (mandatory whipping and pillory time), but also will be awarded a green collar and remain chained in the Punishment Area until the night of the Slave Auction for anyone to use sexually.  This also meant that any Mistress guilty of this rule would also be stripped of her rights. The Rules explained that this was necessary to protect the subs from overly aggressive and sadistic Mistresses.  But, this rule scared Debbie.  She knew that Marion was devious, and probably was planning how to use this rule to get her into the Slave Auction.

On the morning of the start of the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, all the ladies and their submissive partners all decided to meet at a local coffee shop for breakfast.  All were wearing coats, for their attire was not legal in public.  Seven of the members -- all the guys plus Denise -- were naked under their coats.  All of the other seven ladies wore outfits that were very provocative.  And, Sara wore a bustier that exposed her tits and pussy.  So everyone met for breakfast wearing coats -- even thought the temperature outside was very mild -- somewhere in the low 70s.  At that meeting, Sara reviewed the rules.  She also explained that they were all her guests, so she was responsible for their actions.  Therefore, if she saw them breaking any of the rules, she was required to report those actions.  And, since she was a Rules Judge, punishment would be immediate.  "Please don't take it personally,” she begged.  "This club is important to me, so I must enforce its rules."

After breakfast, all were walking across the coffee shop parking lot, and Marion got mischievous.  She moved as close as possible to Debbie, then turned and jumped away.  With a look of surprise on her face, Marion yelled "No!  Not here!  Please don't do that again!" 

Debbie starred at Marion, with a giant question mark in her eyes.  She knew that Marion was having fun, but also knew this could be a sign of things to come later this weekend.

Sara decided to play along and said "Debbie, it's a good thing were not inside the Retreat.  If we were, I would find you guilty of ‘Ignoring A No! Command’, and would have to sentence you to 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory."  And, that would be Strike One.  And, remember the ‘Two Strikes’ rule.”  Sara smiled at Marion when she said those words.  Marion knew this could be an interesting weekend.

When they arrived, all the submissives were stripped of any and all clothing.  All hand their wrists cuffed behind their back -- which was mandatory for all slaves when in the public areas -- and were also issued the mandatory ankle cuff chains.  All seven ladies also chose to add to their subs outfits optional ring gags.  Each was looking forward to the slobber dripping on their subs chests (tits for Denise) while leaving their mouths open for anyone wishing oral.  All but two also registered their partners as "Ask for Permission Only!" subs (Amber collar).  However, both Marion and Sara decided to give their subs a green collar.  Both Ron and Denise knew this was going to be a long weekend, and all their holes would be sore before it was over.  Debbie was more worried than ever, now.  Especially once she found out that the cabins are for two Mistresses and two subs, and she and Bill will be sharing a cabin with Marion and Ron. 

Chapter Three

Later that day, after spending some time with Beth and Jenny and their submissive husbands in the pool area, Debbie was walking back to the cabin with Bill following behind on his cock leash.  Bill had cum (both male and female) dried on his face and asshole, and a bright red ass from several spankings.  And, he loved every minute of it.  Debbie also had all her holes used, but she had the luxury of allowing the subs to clean her after each event.  And, both her pussy and asshole were getting tender, but she also was in seventh heaven.  She had never been fucked by so many big dicks in one day before.  And, she even got to use Denise while Sara was getting eaten by Bill.  She was now heading back to the cabin for a brief shower and rest before the "evening" activities would begin.

As she was walking past the Punishment Area, she got a real surprise.  There were two holding cells next to the Punishment area -- one for Mistresses and one for subs.  There were three subs in the cell, with a note that their Punishment was scheduled to begin after dinner at 7 PM.  But, she also saw two Mistresses in the cells, with their wrists bound behind their backs and a ring gag in their mouths.  What surprised Debbie was that the Mistresses, who were scheduled for Punishment at 8 PM, were Marion and Jacki.  Both had a sign around their necks stating "Guilty of Refusing A No!" command.  That meant that both tried to have sex with another Mistress, but refused to stop.  Debbie then saw the Punishment Order posted on a nearby bulletin board.  The Punishment order called for Jacki to receive the minimum for Mistresses of 30 lashes with the flogger, then 2 hours of humiliation in the pillory.  But, Marion was to receive an additional 30 lashes with the flogger and 2 hours in the pillory for arguing with the Rules Judge.  Both were listed as first offenses, and both Punishment Orders were signed by Sara!  In fact, Marion was lucky that Sara did not charge her with a second offense for the argument, or she would already be in the Slave Action.

Now Debbie really needed fucked!  There was her friend -- someone who she knew was trying to get her into the Slave Auction -- scheduled for a whipping and humiliation session after dinner.  And, she was now on alert that she could not afford another miscue. Debbie was now feeling a little safer; for if Marion tried anything and it did not work she would be in the Auction.  Debbie was getting wet just thinking about her friend in chains like a slave and on display for the highest bidder.  She gave Bill a hard yank on his cock leash and told him to get ready.  She needed to feel his cock in her pussy and as soon as possible.

After dinner, Debbie, Beth and Jenney could not wait to see their friends Jacki and Marion getting whipped and humiliated.  When they got to the punishment area, one of the Rules Judges was beginning to whip the third of the three submissives to receive punishment.  The other two were already locked in a pillory.  All three received the minimum submissive punishment of 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory for refusing an order to eat pussy.  But, the best was yet to come.

Debbie was getting horny again.  Here was her friend and sometimes rival about to get whipped and she loved it.  No wonder why Marion was always trying to get her to submit.  As Jacki was shackled to the X-Cross, with her pussy and asshole exposed, Debbie begins playing with her clit. 

Beth looked over at Debbie and saw what she was doing.

"Here, let me do that."  Beth volunteered. 

Debbie felt Beth's fingers penetrate her nether lips, and sat back and "enjoyed" the show as Jacki was led on stage by a tits leash. Debbie was really getting hot.  Beth was fingering her clit, while she watched Jacki receive her whipping.  Jacki began to cry like a baby from the whipping.  Most of the lashes fell on her ass, but some landed on her asshole and others on her pussy.  Each time a stroke landed on her pussy she let out a blood-curdling scream.  This excited Debbie even more.  And, just as Sara landed the last stroke directly on Jacki's pussy, with Jacki letting out a blood-curdling scream, Debbie had an intense orgasm.  Actually the strongest orgasm of the day. 

Debbie was slowly regaining her senses as she watched Jacki removed from the X-Cross and locked into one of the pillories.  She was shocked when she saw Sara place an "Anything Goes!" sign above Jacki's bound head.  Then, as Sara walked away another Mistress walked up to Jacki and began pissing on her face.  Debbie was flabbergasted.  How could she do that?  Then she realized the "Anything Goes!" sign meant "Anything Goes!”

Just as Sara was beginning to whip Marion, Debbie looked to Beth and mouthed the words "Thank You!"  Beth replied "Eat Me!"  Debbie was very happy to oblige.  She sank to her knees and crawled over between Beth's legs and began to lick her pussy.  She had forgotten that Beth is very vocal when she gets excited.  And, the closer she comes to Cumming, the louder she gets.  Debbie also forgot that Beth has a habit of yelling "No! No! No!" when she means "Yes! Yes! Yes!" when she cums.  So, as she heard the lashes falling on Marion, Debbie also could hear Beth beginning to get louder and louder.  And, after one especially loud scream from Marion, Beth clamped down with her legs on Debbie's head, pushed her pussy forward into her face, and began to yell 'No! No! No!” She was Cumming.  She was soaking Debbie's face with a geyser of female juices.  After each orgasmic spasm, she said "No! No! No!" again. 

Before she knew what happened, Debbie and Beth were quickly surrounded by three Mistresses.  One of the Mistresses wore a white collar, signifying she was a Rules Judge.  Debbie was quickly grabbed by the other two, then had her wrists pulled behind her back and bound together.  Then, she forced a ring gag into her mouth so that she could not complain.  She was then turned to face the Rules Judge, who said "I find you Guilty of Failing A NO! Command."  I hereby sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours of pillory humiliation.  Take her away."

"Wait!"  Beth yelled as Debbie was led away.  "I wasn't telling her 'No!' to stop her.  I was Cumming.  I always yell 'No!' when I cum.  The only thing that she's guilty of is giving me one helluva orgasm."

"Cuff her." the Rules Judge said.  Beth was quickly grabbed, had her wrists pulled behind her back, then a ring gag inserted into her mouth. 

"That does not matter.  The rules say that all Mistresses must honor a 'No!' command from another Mistress.  No exceptions or excuses.  However, the rules also say that the use of the word 'No!' must not be given unless you want an offending Mistress to stop her activities.  I thereby find you Guilty of Misuse of the 'No!' Command and sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours in the pillory.  Take her away."

Both women were mortified.  As they were led past the pillories en route to the holding cell, they could see both Jacki and Marion locked in the pillories.  Both had piss and cum dripping from their faces, and cum leaking from their assholes.  Both had bright red welts on their ass and pussies.  As they were locked into the holding cells, they heard the Rules Judge and Sara talking.  Sara then announced that the pillories would be vacant by 11 PM.  She then ordered the Punishments for Debbie and Beth to begin at 11 PM.  And, Debbie also knew that Jacki and Marion would be freed by then.  She knew the worst was yet to cum!

Chapter Four

As they awaited their fate, both Debbie and Beth could see Jacki and Marion as they were humiliated in the pillories.  They watched as Mistress after Mistress led their submissives to them, and then had them fuck one of their three holes.  And, many of the Mistresses added to the humiliation by ramming their pussies in Jacki’s or Marion’s faces and forced them to eat their pussies until they would cum.  And, a few even pissed on their faces while there.  Both Beth and Debbie dreaded the pillory time more than the whipping.

At precisely 11 PM, the Rules Judge and three other Mistresses came and got both Beth and Debbie and took them onto the stage.  Debbie could not understand why, for Jacki and Marion had been whipped separately.  As they mounted the stage, Debbie saw a whipping post.  Sara then told Beth go get on her knees with the post between her legs.  Once she was in position, Beth’s wrists were pulled behind her and cuffed together on the back side of the whipping post.  Ditto for her ankles.  Then a strap was wrapped around her waist and pulled tight behind the whipping post.  This pulled Beth’s ass, waist and back tight against the post. 

Next Debbie was told to stand facing the post.  Her wrists were pulled over her head and into wrist straps hanging from a chain attached to the whipping post above her head.  Next, she also had a strap wrapped around her waist, which pulled her body next to Beth.  And, Beth’s mouth was right on Debbie’s slit.

Sara, the presiding Rules Judge, then announced to the crowd that since these two were both equally guilty of misusing the ‘No!’ rule, extenuating circumstances dictated that they be punished together.  The sentence, she explained, would be a minimum of 30 lashes each or until her partner makes her cum.  If she has not cum at the end of 30 lashes, the whipping will continue until evidence of an orgasm is observed by the Rules Judge.

“Oh, Shit!”  Debbie thought.  She had already cum more times today than ever before.  She hoped that she could cum one more time before her ass was whipped raw.  And, she hoped that Beth would return the favor and make her cum as quickly as possible.

CRACK!

Debbie’s ass was on fire.  That was one of the hardest flogging lashes that she ever felt.  She also knew the rules.  First, she had to count the strokes out loud.  If she did not yell out the stroke number, it did not count.  Then, she had to ask for another.  But, she did not feel Beth’s tongue on her sex.  What was she doing?

“One.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”  Debbie yelled.

CRACK!

“Two.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”  Where is Beth’s tongue?

CRACK!  This blow went between her legs and actually caught Beth on her tits.

“Three.  Thank you Mistress.  May I have another?”

“Get busy, cuntlicker.”  Sara told Beth.  “Eat her pussy now, or I will start whipping your tits even harder.”

Debbie suddenly felt Beth’s tongue inserted into her pussy, and soon was working wonders on her clit. 

CRACK!

Debbie was crying now.

“Thirty!  She sobbed.  “May I have another?”

“Well, since we are now into overtime.  I think these two girls should share the blows.  Every other one will go between her legs and should land on the Cuntlicker’s tits.  I will continue this until whipping victim orgasms.

CRACK!

Debbie felt the whip go between her legs again.  She heard Beth scream, but Beth also kept her tongue working.  She knew that Debbie was getting close, and the sooner she succeeded to getting Debbie to cum, the sooner this whole ordeal would end.  And, Debbie was about to cum.  She no longer cared about the whipping.  All she wanted to do was cum. 

“Fifty.  Thank you Mistress. May I have another?”

Just then it happened.

“Yes, Yes, Yes!”  She screamed.  She felt her juices running down her leg.  This had been the strongest orgasm of the day.  She did not want it to end. 

Sara reached between the girls, and verified that Debbie had indeed cum.  She then took a sample of Debbie’s juices on her fingers, and pushed them into Debbie’s mouth for her to taste. 

“OK, Round one is completed.  We will take a five minute recess so the two ladies can change positions.  Then we will have more fun.  Same rules apply.”  Sara said.

Debbie now knew that her ass was safe, but her tits could be whipped raw.  It was up to how fast Beth could cum.

About 15 minutes, and 45 lashes, later.  Both ladies were taken from the stage and locked into the pillories.  Each pillory had a sign over the neck hole that said “Anything Goes!”  And, Debbie also new that it was now after midnight.  Most of the Mistresses, and many of their subs, had been at a cocktail reception most of the evening.  That meant there was plenty of beer consumed.  She also knew that beer could only be rented.  She figured that she would be reeking of cum and piss very soon.

Chapter Five

“Well, what do we have here?”

Debbie feared the worst, for she looked up and saw Marion, Jacki, and Sara staring her and Beth locked in the pillories.  And, each was holding the leash attached to their subby.  Sara also had two additional leashes:  each one attached to Debbie’s and Beth’s naked subby husbands. 

Sara turned to Marion and Jacki and said:  “I’ll leave you two to play.  By rules I must chain up these two subs while their mistresses are in the punishment pillory.  I’m taking them back to their bungalows and chaining them to their bed.  And, just for the record, their collars will be considered green while their mistresses are in the pillory if you’re interested.  Just be sure that anything you do is completed before these two ‘No!’ offenders are released, or you could be guilty of your second offense for not asking permission.” 

As Sara walked off leading three subs by their leashes, Marion turned to Jacki and said:  “I don’t know about you, but right now I am more interested in these two than their subs.  I have been waiting to feel Debbie’s tongue in my pussy and ass.  You can have Beth, for Debbie is mine for the next two hours.”

“Hey, you two bitches.  Either do something or get out of the way!”  Debbie looked up and saw a line of Mistresses was forming behind Marion and Jacki.  It was going to be a long two hours. 

“I said move it, or I will move you!”  Marion and Jacki were not getting challenged by two of the biggest bull dykes that she had ever seen. 

“Fuck you, too!”  Marion screamed back.  Before she know what happened, both Marion and Jacki were laying on the ground, with the two bull dykes about to plant their assholes on Marion and Jacki’s faces.

“No! No! No!”  Jacki screamed.  The bull dyke on top of Jacki suddenly stopped, and got up.  Marion, however, already had her face covered with the other bull dykes ass.  She could not say anything, so no body realized she wanted it to stop, too.  The bull dyke continued to sit there until she saw Marion’s face begin to turn blue.  Then, she got up and Marion was able to use the “No!” command. 

As she regained her strength, Marion looked up and saw a while collared Rules Judge walking by.  Suddenly, she decided to get even and went to the Rules Judge and reported the bull dyke as refusing to honor the ‘No!’ command.  The Rules Judge then told the other Mistresses in the area to grab both Marion and the bull dyke and cuff their hands behind their backs.  She then began asking questions of the Mistresses.  No one had heard a ‘No!’ from Marion.  Even Jacki had to admit that she did not hear anything. 

The while collared Rules Judge then turned to the other Mistresses, and pointed to the bull dyke and said:  “Release her.  I find her innocent of all charges.”

She then walked up to Marion and said:  “I hereby find you guilty of ‘Falsely accusing another Mistress of Misuse of the No! Command’.  And, since this is your second offense, I hereby strip you of all rights and privileges as a Mistress.  You are now a general use submissive.  I also see that earlier you received 60 lashes as punishment for your first offense.  I hereby sentence you to double that – 120 lashes as a second offender.  Punishment will commence immediately after breakfast tomorrow morning.  I also hereby order that you be held in the punishment pillory under “Anything Goes” rules until the start of the whipping, and returned there until the start of Slave Action tomorrow night.  At that time you will be Auctioned to the highest bidder.”  The Rules Judge then reached over to Marion and removed her black collar, and replaced it with a green one indicative of her new slave status.”

The Rules Judge then turned to the Mistresses and said:  “I see we need to free one of these pillories.  Which one of these two prisoners (Debbie and Beth) should we release early to make room for this guilty second offender?”

The bull dyke stepped forward and suggested “Why don’t we have an ass fucking contest.  Me and my friend (the other bull dyke) will fuck them in the ass with a strap on.  The first to cum gets released.  The other one stays until her time is up.”

The Rules Judge looked at the other Mistresses and saw most nodding their heads in agreement. 

“So ordered.  I hereby declare an ass fucking contest to determine which of these prisoners will be granted an early release.  The first one to Cum will be declared the winner and wins an early release.  The loser stays locked in the pillory until her time expires.  Let the contest begin.”

Debbie looked at Marion, who now had a ring gag in her mouth and chains between her ankles.  She was now locked in the Punishment Area holding cell, but also know that she would be in the pillory soon.  Debbie was beginning to enjoy seeing her friend and rival’s fate when she felt a strap-on graze her asshole.  She looked back at the crowd and noticed that both bull dykes were missing. 

“Oh, my God!”  she thought.  “I’m going to get fucked by one of those bull dykes, and my asshole is already sore from this afternoon.”

“Ready, set, begin the Ass Fucking!”  the Rules Judge commanded.  Suddenly Debbie felt the strap on penetrate her asshole.  As she felt the strap-on plunging deeper into her guts, she also saw another Mistress step forward, pull her pussy open, and say “You look thirsty.  Here’s some used beer for your enjoyment.”  Suddenly Debbie felt piss begin to flow into her mouth and begin to run down her face.  Since here mouth was held open with a ring gag, she had no control.  She also could not breath, so she had to swallow some of the hot piss.  Suddenly she felt her subby side begin to kick in.  She had a cunt in her face, piss in her mouth and a strap on in her ass.  And, she privately loved every second of it.

Suddenly she heard Beth scream.  The pussy in Debbie’s face stepped back moment, and Debbie was able to sneak a peak at Beth.  Her head was arched upwards, her eyes were closed, and her fingers were clinched.  Debbie knew that Beth had just Cum from the ass fucking.  The contest was over, and she had just lost.  She would be in the pillory for at least 90 more minutes.  And, deep down, she probably would enjoy every minute of it.

Chapter Six

Debbie slowly opened her cum and piss soaked eyes.  She felt a tongue lapping away at her clit.  She was getting wet again.  She looked down and saw her subby hubby licking away.  Slowly she began to remember.  The last thing she remembered as she left the Punishment Area was Marion in the pillory, with the two bull dykes fucking her mouth and ass.  Debbie looked at her naked body, and realized that she was still covered with dried piss and cum from her time in the pillory.  Ron was now giving her a tongue bath, but she needed a good, hot shower.  Her ass, pussy, and mouth all were still sore from last night’s activities.  But, she was free.  Or, was she?

Suddenly she began remembering the dream she had just finished.  She dreamt that she was standing at the door to Sara’s house again.  The door was open, and Denise was standing before her in her French Maid’s outfit.  She also saw Beth and Jacki.  Each was holding a leash.  And, the leashes were attached to --- Oh, My God – the leashes were attached to Marion and Debbie.  Jacki was holding the leash attached to Marion, and Beth’s was attached to Debbie.  Both Debbie and Marion were naked, wearing only 6 inch fuck-me heels.  Totally naked above the ankles.  Each had their wrists handcuffed behind their backs, and were wearing nipple and cunt lip rings.  The nipple and cunt lip rings were connected together by small silver chains.  And, the leashes were attached to the center of the silver chains.  Both also had ring gags in their mouths.  Suddenly she felt a tug, and pain shot through both nipples and her cunt lips.  Every time Jacki and Beth tugged on the leashes, they pulled on Marion and Debbie’s nipples and cunt lips.

“Mistress welcomes you, and would like for you to take your slaves into the dungeon, then dinner will be served,” Denise announced.  She then turned in her seductive French Maid outfit and began walking back into Sara’s house.  Beth and Jacki each gave their leashes a hard tug, and followed Denise into the house.  Just as the pain from the tug was shooting through her pussy lips, she felt Ron’s tongue on her slit.  She suddenly was awakened by her subby hubby.

“Mistress, it’s time for you to get ready for breakfast.  You told me to make sure that you did not miss breakfast, for you did not want to miss the special entertainment this morning.”  Then, Debbie remembered last night, and that Marion was now an “Anything Goes” slave.  She looked to the bunk that Marion had been sharing in their bungalow, and saw that it was totally empty. 

“Where’s Bill?” Debbie asked Ron.  “Sara came and got him in the middle of the night – right before you returned.” Ron explained.  “I haven’t seen him since.”  Debbie figured that since Marion was now a common use slave, Bill had been re-classified as such and taken to the common area.  She would see if he’s there on her way to breakfast.  She dearly wanted to feel his 9” cock in her pussy while watching Marion getting whipped.

As she showered, Debbie kept thinking back to her dream.  Was she a sub at heart?  Why did she enjoy her time in the pillory so much?  But, she also enjoyed being a domme.  She had heard of women who liked both.  Was she one of them? She suddenly began to daydream about the Slave Auction.  This time it was not Marion on the block.  He was her. 

“Mistress, breakfast starts in only 10 minutes.”  Ron warned.  She quickly got out of the shower, had Ron lick her dry, and then grabbed her only clothing – a bustier that barred both her pussy and tits. She then grabbed Ron’s leash and headed for the Common Area.  There she saw Sara, Denise, Jacki, and Beth sitting together.  Each had their slaves chained in the slave holding area.  She took Ron to the holding area, and then joined her friends for breakfast.

As they ate, the topic of discussion was Marion. 

“What’s going to happen to Marion tonight?”  Beth asked. 

“Well,” Sara replied.  “She will go on the Slave Auction for any of us to bid.  The question is will she be Auctioned as a Temporary Slave, or a Permanent one.”

The other three girls all looked at Sara with confusion.  “What do you mean?”  Jacki asked.

“Didn’t you girls read the agreements that you signed to get entrance to this retreat?  Sara explained.  “One of them is that any Mistress that is stripped of her rights can be declared a Full-Time Slave.  Who ever buys her tonight has the right to petition the Board for Full Time Rights.  If the board agrees, she will be the permanent property of her new slave owner.  I plan to bid on her, and if I win I am going to ask for full time ownership.  I would love to have another slave around the house to help Denise with her ‘chores’”.  That’s how I got Denise, and I would love to own Marion permanently.

Debbie looked at her friends, and all of them had smiles on their faces.  She, too, was sporting a smile.  She also saw that every one of them now had nipples standing at attention.  They were all excited at the thought of owning Marion.  Debbie also began to wonder what it would be like to be in Marion’s place tonight.  She needed to talk to Sara privately.

After breakfast they all went to the Punishment Area, where Marion was now chained to the whipping post.  She had a giant ring gag in her mouth, and her tongue was now extended from her mouth.  She also had giant nipple clamps on each tit, and very large weights pulling each tit downward.  A similar setup was on each cunt lip and her clit.  The whipping had not started yet, and Marion was screaming in agony.  For the first time Debbie felt sorry for her sexy friend.

Suddenly, the white collared Rules Judge appeared on the stage.  And, with here was the bull dyke that Marion had accused. 

“Ladies and slaves, before me is former Mistress Marion, who is guilty of falsely accusing one of our colleagues of Refusing a No! command.  And, since this is the second time she has falsely accused that Mistress of that charge, the Board of Justice has deemed that this is a case with Extenuating Circumstances.  Per the Rules of Justice, former Mistress Marion is now Slave Marion, who will be available at the Slave Auction tonight.  In addition, she had been sentenced to 120 Lashes.  Because of the Extenuating Circumstances, she also had been ordered to wear one pound weights attached to each tit, cunt lip, and clit during the whipping, and she will be placed in the Punishment Pillory immediately after the whipping and remain there until she is Auctioned tonight.  In addition, since both false accusations were made about the same Mistress, she will be the one administering the punishment lashes.” 

“Normal punishment rules also apply.  Each stroke must be counted, and after each one the prisoner must ask for another.  If she fails to do either, the stroke does not count towards the final total.”  She then stepped up to Marion and removed the ring gag from her mouth.  Next, she handed the flogger to the bull dyke and announced “Let the punishment begin!”

Debbie was horrified.  Marion was her friend, and she could not believe what was about to happen to her.  She still had feelings about wanting to serve a Mistress, but never to withstand the pain that Marion was about to receive. 

“I can’t watch this,” Debbie said. Beth agreed.  But, both Sara and Jacki wanted to watch.  Beth and Debbie both left, and returned to Debbie’s bungalow for some ‘private time’ with their subby husbands.

Chapter Seven

As the day wore on, both Debbie and Beth remained in Debbie’s bungalow.  They took turns fucking each other and both subby husbands.  Debbie especially liked getting a TP – one cock in her ass, one in her pussy, and a pussy in her mouth.  Beth liked that triple team, too.  Finally it was time for them to get cleaned up for dinner.  The Slave Auction would follow immediately after the Auction.  Debbie was still wondering what it would be like to be on the Auction Block, but she had no desires to receive the punishment that Marion had to endure all day.  After the whipping, Marion was placed in the pillory – with the weights still attached to her nipples and cunt.  Debbie had heard Marion screaming most of the day, and was now feeling sorry for her.  But, she still had this desire burning deep in her sole.

As they were walking to dinner, Debbie was formulating a plan.  But, would Beth cooperate.  She did not risk telling her anything.  She would wait until the time was right.

After dinner, Sara left because she was on the Board of Justice.  There were three former Mistresses on the Slave Auction tonight, and she had to be available if any of the new owners petitioned the Board for Full Slave Ownership.  Debbie went to the Auction with Jacki and Beth.

Once the auction began, all the male slaves were brought out first.  Ron was next to last to be sold, and he went to one of the bull dykes.  Debbie knew the rules.  Each Mistress could only buy one slave tonight.  But so far Sara, Jacki, and Beth had not bid.   Next, the female slaves were brought out.  When Denise was up for bid, Sara was the winner.  She proudly announced that she loved Denise, and could not let anyone else win her.  But, so far neither Beth, Jacki, nor Debbie had bid.  It was becoming obvious to Marion that she was going to be bought tonight by one of her friends.

Finally, it was announced that Marion would be the next slave up for auction.  The time was right.  Debbie dropped to her knees and crawled over to Beth.  She got between her legs and began eating Beth’s snatch.  Beth looked down at Debbie, who smiled and looked up. 

“Yell all you want” was all she said.  Just as Beth was getting close to an orgasm, Jacki began winning the bid for Marion. 

Just as the auctioneer yelled, “Sold to Mistress Jacki”, Beth began to Cum. 

“No! No! No!” she screamed.  The entire area suddenly got quiet.  Debbie’s plan was working.  She kept her tongue in Beth’s pussy.  Beth screamed the ‘No!’ command again.

Suddenly Jacki grabbed Debbie, pulled her hands behind her, and yelled “I charge Mistress Debbie with violating the ‘No!’ command”.  

Debbie looked at Beth, who was puzzled.  She leaned forward and whispered into Beth’s ear “Don’t say a word.  And, win the bid for me.”

Suddenly Sara stood up on the stage, and announced “I hereby declare Mistress Debbie guilty of ‘Violating the ‘No’ Command’ on another Mistress.  And since this is her second offense, I hereby strip her of all her rights as a Mistress and declare her an ‘Anything Goes’ slave.  Lock her in the pillory until the Board of Justice rules on how to proceed.”

Debbie was flabbergasted.  She had not expected this result.  She had expected to be taken to the stage and auctioned off immediately. 

Jacki was now standing on the stage with Slave Marion.  But, before taking possession, Jacki approached the Board of Justice.

“Honored Mistresses and Justices, I hereby petition that Slave Marion be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately.”

Marion’s jaw dropped.  This was her friend trying to enslave her.  What about her husband, Bill.  Surely her friend Sara would veto the request.

The Justice Mistresses conferred, and then Sara stood again.

“Mistress Jacki, Slave Marion has a submissive husband.  What do you propose we do with him?”

Jacki smiled.  She had spent the night reading all the rules.

“Madam Justice, according to the Rules of Justice, I also petition that Slave Bill, submissive husband of former Mistress Marion, be granted his freedom.  He may choose to select another Mistress as his future owner, or simply leave the lifestyle.  I ask the court to grant former Slave Bill all the rights of a free man.”

Marion could not believe what she had just heard.  Neither could Debbie or Beth.  Jacki only smiled as the Board of Justice conferred again.  Once again Sara stood to face the audience.

“Mistress Jacki, your request to declare Slave Marion a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted.  The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately.  Slave Marion, you are now the private property of Mistress Jacki.  Mistress Jacki, you must return with Slave Marion to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership.  The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Marion, or order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership.  Mistress Jacki, please take possession of your property.”

Debbie, Beth, and Marion were shocked that this had just happened to her friend.  Debbie was now scared.  What had she started? 

Chapter Eight

After a short delay, Debbie was released from the pillory and lead up onto the stage.  She looked over and saw Sara and the Board of Justice Mistresses all still talking privately.  In addition, her friend Beth was standing on the stage, too.  And, the Whipping Post was back in place.

Sara, who apparently was the lead Justice Mistress, stood to face the audience.

“Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violating the ‘No!’ Command on two separate occasions.   And since both violations occurred against the same Mistress, Extenuating Circumstances could be applied.”  Debbie was now scared.  She could not endure the punishment that was given to Marion.

“Mistress Beth, since the violations occurred against you, do you wish that the Extenuating Circumstances provision of the prisoner’s punishment be applied?”  Sara asked of Beth.

“No, Madam Justice, I do not.  In addition, I petition this court to show leniency in its punishment decision, for former Mistress Debbie was simply caught up in the throes of passion and could not control herself.”  Beth replied.

Sara then turned to the audience and pronounced sentence:

Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violation of the “No!’ Command on two separate occasions.  You are herby stripped of all rights and privileges as a Mistress, and are henceforth classified as an ‘Anything Goes’ Slave.  For your first offense you received 30 lashes.  Since this is a second offense against the same Mistress, we hereby sentence you to triple that amount – 30 for each occurrence and 30 for a repeat offense against the same Mistress.”

Debbie began to cry.  She never anticipated such a ruling from her friend.

Sara continued:  “In addition, now as an ‘Anything Goes’ slave, you must participate in the Slave Auction.  It is the finding of this court to postpone the execution of punishment until after the conclusion of the Auction, and that your new owner be awarded the right to execute your whipping.”

“Finally” Sara concluded, “the Rules of Justice also limit Mistresses to a one slave purchase per night.  And, we see that there is only one Mistress who has not purchased a slave tonight.  Therefore, Mistress Beth, do you wish to purchase Slave Debbie?”

Debbie was delighted.  It looked like she was going to get her desire after all.

“Yes, Madam Justice, I do.” Beth replied.  “In addition, I also would like to make three further requests.  First, I would like to revise my earlier plead and ask that Extenuating Circumstance be applied to this case.  Secondly, I hereby petition that Slave Debbie be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately.  And, lastly, that ownership of Slave Ron, Slave Debbie’s submissive hubby slave, be transferred to me for the duration of Slave Debbie’s servitude.”

Debbie knew she was in trouble when two of the white collared Rules Judges came over to her and Beth.  Both of the Rules Judges were carrying the weighted nipple and cunt clips.  And, one was carrying a flogger.

Sara stood again and began speaking to the audience.

“It is the finding of this court that all of Mistress Beth’s petitions have been granted.  Mistresses please attached the weighted nipple and cunt clips on the prisoner, then prepare her for her punishment whipping.”  Debbie was immediately grabbed, the weighted clips were quickly attached, and then she was immediately handcuffed facing forward to the whipping post.

“Mistress Beth, your request to declare Slave Debbie a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted.  The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately.  Slave Debbie, you are now the private property of Mistress Beth.  Mistress Beth, you must return with Slave Debbie to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership.  The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Debbie, order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership.”

“And Lastly,” Sara concluded, “Since slaves cannot own other slaves, the ownership of Slave Ron, former submissive husband and slave of former Mistress Debbie, is hereby transferred to Mistress Beth for the duration of former Mistress Debbie’s servitude to Mistress Beth.”

“Mistress Beth, you may commence the punishment of Slave Debbie, and take possession of her once that punishment is concluded.”

Debbie could not believe her ears.  This is not what she planned.  And, she had searing pain in both her tits, cunt lips, and clit, from the weights.  Then, suddenly, the flogger bit into her still sore ass.

“One!”  she yelled.  “Thank you Mistress, may I have another.”

So it began.  Her dream had come true.  Two days later she stood on Sara’s porch, chained like the slave she is, and jealously staring at Denise as she wiggled her ass as she walked in her French Maid’s costume.  Only Beth and Jack had no plans to let either Marion or Debbie wear anything but 6 inch fuck me stiletto heels – and bright red marks on their asses and tits – for the next year.