Jacki's Bitches

Jacki's Bitches

By Reddbunnz

Chapter One:  Carol’s Parents Return

Carol was sitting in the parlor of her Uncle Rob’s home awaiting the arrival of her parents.  Carol, an 18 year old high school senior, was staying with her Uncle and his girlfriend, Joy, in order to finish high school while her parents were on an extended, three-month long European vacation. Carol was not only wanted to see them again, but she suddenly realized how much she had missed them both dearly. 

Carol loved both her Uncle Rob and his girlfriend, and also really enjoyed their sexual mentoring.  Rob and Joy were very sexually liberated, and Carol quickly learned that Rob and Joy enjoyed a Domestic Discipline lifestyle.  They lived by a set of defined rules and any violation by either required corporal punishment.  She had not only witnessed her Uncle Rob spanking Joy, but she also had seen Joy spanking her uncle.  In fact, Carol’s first true adult spanking came from her Uncle Rob after she ignored his warnings about excessive cell phone use (high bills), and since then she has received many spankings from both her uncle and his girlfriend. 

Spanking was now a normal part of her life, and one activity that she knew she now knew that she could not live without.  Eventually she discovered that her friend, Linda, was also into the spanking lifestyle, and together they traded swats almost daily.   Eventually her uncle and his girlfriend let them both attend a monthly Spanking Club meeting, where they both were spanked by many members of both sexes.

Carol also had come to love Joy as both a sister and second mother.  And they both loved serving her uncle as a domestic submissive.  They both also enjoyed displaying their bodies while dressed in their required household attire – total nudity.  All either of them was allowed to wear while in the house were six inch FM (Fuck Me) stiletto high heels.  Other than the heels, they both were required to remain naked from head to ankle unless Rob told them to dress otherwise.  And both were required to keep their pussies cleanly shaved and on display.  It did not take long for Carol to adopt Rob and Joy’s liberal sexual attitudes.  Eating Joy’s delicious snatch or sucking Rob’s big cock had become daily activities.  And Carol also loved to have Joy lick her pussy and feel Rob’s big cock in her pussy or ass.

She also loved her punishment spankings from Rob when he was in his dominant role.  But recently her uncle let his submissive, feminist side emerge.  Joy was now the dominant partner.  Rob had taken on the persona of a sissy maid, Roberta.  But Carol was never comfortable with Rob’s desire to serve both her and Joy as a sissy maid.  Joy was now the Head of Household, a role that was not natural for her.  Now Carol knew that it was time to go home. 

Carol was packed and waiting when her Mother and Father, David and Amy, arrived at Rob’s to take her and all her stuff home.  However, neither her Mom nor Dad knew about Rob’s conversion to Sissy Maid Roberta.  Both were quite surprised when he greeted them in his modified French Maid’s costume (no panties under the frilly dress and apron with his ass totally exposed).  Joy was wearing her now normal household attire – a modified dominatrix costume consisting of a black bustier that displayed her tits, pussy, and ass for all to enjoy, plus stockings and FM stiletto heels.  Joy also carried a riding crop, which she used quite frequently on Sissy Maid Roberta.  Carol was the only one in the room wearing normal street clothes when her Mother and Dad arrived.

“Greetings, Master David and Mistress Amy,” Sissy Maid Roberta exclaimed at Carol’s parents arrival.

“OMG (Oh My God)!”   A surprised Amy exclaimed.  “Your brother’s gone queer on us.”

“Who would have ever dreamed that Rob would go queer?” David replied to his wife. 

“Now, just a damn minute!” Joy shouted in defense of her boyfriend’s new life style.  “Don’t you two start!  Don’t forget that you sent me a video from Europe where you both were locked in a pillory and you both had a big cock in your ass and another big cock in your mouth.  Amy, I also noticed that both those cocks you were servicing were strapped on to some delicious looking pussies with big tits.  So, if he’s turned queer, so have you two!” 

Actually, in that particular video Amy was sucking and ass fucking male cocks.  But neither Amy nor David caught Joy’s bluff, and both quickly wanted the subject matter to change.

Carol was surprised by both outbursts.  She hadn’t seen this side of her Mom and Dad, and was equally surprised at Joy’s very vocal defense of her Uncle Rob/Roberta.  She also was a bit confused by her Mom’s appearance.  Her Dad was dressed in normal casual attire—Polo shirt and Dockers style slacks.  But her Mother was wearing a raincoat and six inch FM stiletto heels.  She also could hear bells jingle when her Mom moved.

“Roberta, I am sure that both David and Amy are tired after their long journey.  Why don’t you get us all some refreshments while I show them into our parlor to talk about old times.”  Joy added. 

Carol waited for all the adults to lead the way.  Joy went first, her Father next.  But before her Mother moved, Amy took off her coat -- revealing that she was totally naked underneath.  Her only adornments were three tiny silver bells – the first two dangling from her nipples and a third hanging from her totally exposed clit.  That explained the jingling sound Carol heard whenever her Mother walked or moved. 

After entering the parlor, Joy and Carol each sat on the sofa while David was now resting on a large Ottoman chair.  Amy, however, merely entered the room and knelt on the floor, knees spread wide open, hands behind her back, and her head bowed submissively.  This was a side of her Mother that Carol had never seen before.

“Slave Amy,” David said.  “Why don’t you thank Mistress Joy properly for her hospitality to us today and for caring for Carol during the past three months?”

“Yes, Master,” Amy answered as she crawled over to Joy, then leaned forward and began kissing Joy’s cunt.  Carol was now getting wet at the sight of her naked Mother on her knees while eating Joy’s pussy.  She was now wishing that she was in her normal household attire (naked wearing only FM stilettos).  In fact, Carol was so mesmerized watching her Mother licking Joy’s pussy that she did not hear her father talking to her.

“Earth to Carol,” David repeated.  “I see that my brother and his girlfriend have disclosed our unique lifestyle.  And I also understand that you have volunteered to join us in our life of sexual liberation.  But is this how you normally dress when at Mistress Joy and Sissy Maid Roberta’s home?” 

Carol suddenly knew where this line of questioning was headed, and she also could feel her nipples getting hard and her pussy getting aroused while watching her mother bringing Joy closer to an orgasmic delight.

“No, Sir,” Carol replied.  “Normally I am naked.  I love to be naked.  My normal household attire is a set of FM stilettos -- nothing else.  Joy and I both used to stay naked and fully exposed whenever we were at home.   But once Uncle Rob became Sissy Maid Roberta, Joy gave up her submissive side and began to dress more dominantly like she is today.  I, however, feel more comfortable totally naked and wearing only FM heels.”

“Well, now that the pussy is out of the bag, so to speak, feel free to dress however you wish,” her Dad replied.  Carol immediately stood and began to strip.  As she was removing her panties, she could hear Joy climax.  Joy was in seventh heaven.  After completing her pussy licking greeting, Slave Amy sat back on her haunches (knees and toes on the ground, with her ass resting on her ankles) while awaiting her next order. 

“Slave Amy,” Carol’s father ordered, “Now give your daughter a proper womanly greeting.”

“Yes, Master,” Amy replied. 

Carol could not believe what she was seeing and hearing.  With a total look of surprise on her face, she watched as her Mother crawled across the parlor floor, knelt at her feet, leaned forward, and began to lick her pussy.  And it felt great.  What a way to renew her feelings for her Mother.  She couldn’t wait to return the favor.

       Chapter Two:  Carol Moves Home

“You wouldn’t believe how strange it felt,” Carol explained to her best friend, Linda, as they sat naked in Carol’s room talking about the day’s activities.  “Here we were, riding across town and headed home for the first time in three months.  And Mom was totally naked!” 

She went on to explain that they had stayed at her Uncle’s house for dinner, then packed up her stuff and headed home.  Both she and her Mother stayed naked while at her Uncle’s house.  Then she put her clothes back on, her mother put on her raincoat, and the three of them loaded all her stuff in the back of their family van.  When they finished loading, her Mother tossed her raincoat into the back of the van and rode home in her birthday suit.  She remained totally nude in the back of the van while Carol and her Dad sat up front clothed and talked about their unique lifestyle.

“How about you?”  Linda asked her friend.  “Did you have the balls to ride naked, too?”

“FU (fuck you), Bitch!” Carol replied, “I don’t know about you, but I don’t have balls.”  She then gave her best friend a silly grin, adding, “No, I didn’t have the balls to ride home naked.  Yes, I chickened out.  Besides, I think that Dad was a little bit nervous with someone as young as me riding naked across town.  He was worried about someone calling the cops.  He said something about this country not being as sexually open minded as Europe.”

“Boy, ain’t that the truth?” Linda replied.  “I wish somebody would hang Brush Bimbo and the rest of the conservative Bible-thumping bastards by their balls.  Now, what’s our penalty for wearing clothes when another naked woman is nearby?”

Carol suddenly got a submissive look on her face.  She lowered her head and then responded, “I have to tongue fuck your ass.”  Carol suddenly remembered that she and Linda have a running agreement that neither of them would be clothed whenever there was another naked woman in the area. The penalty for remaining clothed required that the guilty party must rim her friend’s asshole at the next opportunity.  

“Now, before I sit on your face to collect my reward,” Linda added, “Tell me about how your Mom became your Dad’s sex slave.”

“Well, here’s what they told me….”  Carol commented.  She explained that one of the reasons that they went to Europe in the first place was to experience a more liberal sexual climate as part of a second honeymoon.  It was their 25th anniversary trip.  Both her Mother and Father were very liberal and open minded when it came to sex.  And they both wanted to take their sexual experiences to a higher level and felt Europe was the perfect place. 

“Europe was a great place for such experiences,” Carol continued.  “They visited nudist camps, hedonistic camps, BDSM castles and dungeons, strip clubs, anything goes bars, and more.  They started in Amsterdam, but found that there are many similar opportunities all over Europe if you knew where to look.  They both became very comfortable naked in public, and both also had many bisexual experiences.” 

“What they really loved were the places that promoted bisexual domination.  Some of them were maledom oriented societies.  Others were run by Femdom groups.  Some were even run by trannies.  At one BDSM camp they both served as doms.  At another, they experienced the subby side together.  They took turns getting whipped, fucked, sucked, and more.  They even volunteered to spend a night in a pillory where they both were ass fucked and had to suck many cocks and eat a lot of pussy.”

“Yeah, I remember that video,” Linda replied.  “I would love to see that again.  Only this time with you joining them in the pillory.”  Carol simply smiled and ignored Linda’s last comment as she continued her story. 

“Then they met another couple where the woman was the man’s sex slave.  They all became very good friends.  Eventually Mom and Dad decided to try their maledom sexual slavery lifestyle for a week and loved it.  That’s when they finally realized that they were happiest in that setting.  So, they decided to make that lifestyle a 24/7 one.  And that’s why they’re like that today.”

“How about you, Bitch?”  Linda queried.  “Are you ready to become your Dad’s sex slave?  How about mine?”

Carol hadn’t really thought about that.  She did not know if she would be happy serving as anyone’s sex slave – let alone her father’s.  As she was pondering the possibility, Linda pushed her onto her back on the bed and then climbed atop her head.

“OK, slave,” she ordered.  “You owe me an asshole tongue fucking.  No mercy until I cum!”  She then planted her ass directly over Carol’s mouth and nose.  Carol knew that the night’s fun was just beginning.

But what she didn’t know was that her Mom was listening just outside her door.  Just as Linda was positioning her ass over Carol’s mouth, David came up behind his wife and reached around to pinch her nipples.  She was naked and only wearing her FM heels, had a ring gag in her mouth, and her hands were cuffed behind her back.

“Doggy,” he whispered into her ear.  Amy immediately dropped to her knees, and then leaned forward so that her face was on the floor and her ass was pushed upwards.  David quickly pulled his ten inch cock from his pants and plunged it deep into Amy’s now wet pussy.  But that was just to get it lubricated.  Next he  pulled his big cock out of her pussy and found his real target – her ass.  In Europe they both feel in love with Greek.  Ass fucking was now their favorite sexual activity.  And while Carol’s Dad was fucking her mother’s ass, he was dreaming of the day that both his wife and daughter would be his sex slaves.  And maybe that slut, Linda, too.

But, Carol and Linda did not hear any of hallway action.  They were both too busy as Linda was grinding her ass and pussy into Carol’s face.  And both were in a near orgasmic state.

      Chapter Three:  Debbie and Marion’s Invite

Across town Debbie and Marion were enjoying their evening ritual.  Debbie and Marion, along with their respective husbands, Bill and Ron, were personal friends with Rob and Joy as well as David and Amy.  And they all belong to the same Spanking Club.  The only differences were that while David and Amy have a maledom relationship, the other two couples live a femdom, CFNM lifestyle. 

Debbie and Marion usually get together after dinner each night for a pussy eating cocktail.  As was usually the case, both women were sitting around a kitchen table enjoying tequila shooters.  And both were naked from the waist down while their respective naked husbands were under the table licking their pussies.

“I got a call from Joy today,” Debbie casually commented as if nothing unusual was happening.  “She said that Jacki called and she is going to host another Spanking Poker Party.”

“Kool,” Marion answered.  “Are we invited?  Remember how that group of dykes said that they would never have anything to do with either of us after we backed out of that stupid slave contract.”

Debbie quickly remembered how upset two of their spanking party friends, Sara and Beth, had gotten over a recent broken promise.  Their group had attended a Femdom Weekend Getaway Retreat together, and Debbie and Marion had broken some of the Retreat’s house rules.  Penalty for breaking the rules was that both had to submit to a slave auction and were purchased by their friends, Sara and Beth.

Both Debbie and Marion thought that once the Weekend Retreat was over, their life would be back to normal.  However, Sara and Beth liked the idea of having personal sex slaves and expected Debbie and Marion to fulfill their obligations.  After returning home, Debbie and Marion reneged on their earlier promises and Sara and Beth became extremely mad.  Eventually Sara and Beth convinced many of the other femdoms in attendance at the Weekend Retreat to blacklist Debbie and Marion from any future group activities, including their monthly Spanking Poker Parties.

“Well,” Debbie explained.  “Jacki said most of the broads who attended the last Spanking Poker Party have been asking about us.  She said that they all got together and talked to Jacki about letting us participate in her next party.  It will be tomorrow night and it will be slightly different than the last one.  This one is ‘Pussies Only!  No Cocks Allowed!’  There will be seven players.  Most of the rules will be the same as before.  You remember those rules, don’t you?”

Marion did remember the rules.  Each player would be allowed 10 poker chips and four items of clothing. Each pair of shoes and stockings counted as one item.  Rings, bracelets, or other jewelry did not count.  The game progressed similar to most strip poker games, except there was no betting.  They played a modified ‘Texas Hold’Em’, where all cards were dealt face up.  Everyone got their first two cards for free, but each additional common or hole card required an ante to stay in the game:  One chip for the first card, two chips for the second, and three chips for the final card. 

Each hand also had both a winner and loser.  The winner was the person with the best hand at the end of the final round or the only one left if everyone else folded.  The loser was the lady who folded first or had the worst hand if everyone stayed to the end.  If more than one player folded during the same round, the one with the lowest hand was the loser.

“Yes, I remember,” Marion replied.  “But in that game the winner got to spank the loser’s husband while the loser had to suck her husband’s cock.  The spanking continued until he shot his load, and any cum she got on her face or tits had to stay there until the next loser was determined.  How will this work without any cocks?”

“Your memory is better than your pussy,” Debbie teased.  “In this game, the winner of each hand gets to spank anyone already bent over and cuffed to the spanking rail while that hand’s loser is eating the rail girl’s pussy.  The spanking will continue until the rail girl cums.  And just like last time, the loser must return to the game without cleaning any girl cum from her face.  Once a player loses all her clothes and chips, she gets tied to the spanking rail for the remainder of the game and can be spanked by any future winner.  The Grand Winner is the last girl left wearing any clothes after everyone else is naked and cuffed to the rail.  Once the last loser is stripped, tied to the rail, and spanked, all the loser’s become sex slaves of the Grand Winner for the night.”

“Sounds great, “Marion replied.  “I am surprised that we have been invited.  It sounds like fun.”

Debbie then smiled, and further explained.  “Well, to be honest…we weren’t exactly invited to play.”

“What the Hell are you talking about?” Marion asked.  “You said that the others talked Jacki into letting us participate.”  Then, it suddenly hit Marion.  “Wait a minute.  You said ‘participate’.  You never mentioned the word ‘play’.  What’s the catch?

“Well, Sara and Gloria are still pissed about how we skipped out on our slavery contract,” Debbie explained.  “We would still be their slaves if we hadn’t reneged.  So, they both want us to earn our way back into the group.”

“How do we do that?” Marion asked.

“Well, we become the group’s sex slaves for the night,” Debbie explained.  “We become 'Jacki's Bitches'. We will be naked all night, and must do whatever any of the player’s asks, including serving drinks and food to whomever asks, lick their pussies or asses upon request, we will be the first ones bent over the spanking rail.  Joy also said that Jacki promised that we will not leave without sore asses and tits, plenty of dried cum on our faces, and a very well used tongue.”

“Hell, we did more than that during sorority initiation,” Marion responded.  Marion also guessed that Debbie had already agreed, for she was now sure that Debbie loved ‘forced submission (where a normally dominant is forced to submit by other dominants). 

“If we agree, who besides Jacki will be the other players?”  Marion asked.

“Well, everyone that was at the last game – Joy, Jacki, Jenny, and Beth, plus Sara is now back from vacation,” Debbie answered.  “And get this -- playing in our places will be those two young sluts, Carol and Linda.  And Carol’s Mom, Amy, has volunteered to join us as one of 'Jacki's Bitches'.”

“Tell me about Amy,” Marion queried.  “I here she’s Big Dick Dave’s full time sex slave now.”  Debbie had never heard David called ‘Big Dick Dave’, but she had heard that he measures over ten inches when hard.  Debbie spent the next few minutes telling Marion about Amy’s new life as David’s full time sex slave. 

“Here we were, in David and Amy’s house,” Debbie explained.  “Carol wasn’t home at the time.  We were sitting in their living room just talking about their recent trip.  David and I were clothed.  Amy was naked and kneeling on the floor, hands behind her back, legs spread, and pussy showing.  When I told David that I needed to pee, he told me that their bathroom was closed but that Amy would take care of that.  David explained that she experienced her first golden shower in Europe, and now had become his personal Piss Whore.”

I really needed to go, so I followed Amy into their back yard where Amy knelt on the grass in front of me and had me take off my skirt and panties.  She then reached behind me, grabbed both my ass cheeks, pulled me forward so that my peehole was near her mouth, then told me to piss.  I couldn’t hold it anymore, so I pissed all over Amy’s face.  She drank some, but most of it ran down onto her tits and body.  When I was done, she cleaned me with her tongue, then got up and went back into the house like nothing had happened.”

Just as Debbie was finishing her explanation, her husband finished bringing her off.

“What a fuckin’ slut,” Marion said as she watched Debbie scream with orgasmic delight.

“Well, I guess it takes one to know one,” Debbie replied.

       Chapter Four:  Party Preparation

Debbie and Marion arrived at Jacki’s house together, each providing moral support for the other.  They were very surprised when Amy and Jacki answered the door together.  Naturally, Amy was naked.  She had her wrists cuffed behind her back and her ankles were cuffed and connected by a short hobbling chain.  She also had small weights hanging from each of her tits and cunt.  But most surprisingly she had the words ‘PISS’ and “WHORE’ written on her tits.  She also wore a yellow collar around her neck and a yellow ring gag in her mouth.

“Why are you two Bitches wearing clothes?” Jacki demanded.  “You’re both nothing but pussy whores tonight.  You were both told to come naked.  Now, go back to your car, strip, lock all your clothes in your car, and get your fat asses back here so that I can get you prepared for tonight.  You’ve got one minute to get back totally naked.”

“But,” Marion replied, “You told us not to park in your driveway, so we both walked.  We don’t have a car to lock up our clothes.”

“Then, get off my property!”  Jacki replied.  She knew that she had both girls over a barrel and was enjoying every moment of it.

Jacki paused and then saw the girls slowly walk away.  She also knew that she had promised her friends that both Debbie and Marion would be given a chance to rejoin their little club.  But, she also knew that the group wanted them to pay for reneging on their earlier sexual slavery promises.

“OK,” Jacki added.  “You can come in after you get naked.   Keep your heels on, but leave all your clothes on the porch.”  Debbie and Marion quickly shed their clothes and awaited further orders.  They watched as Jacki leaned over and whispered something into Amy’s ear and then reached back and unlocked Amy’s wrists. 

“Follow me, Bitches,” Jacki ordered.  She then turned led them to the top of a stairway that leads down into her basement play room.  Jacki stopped at the top of the stairway and pointed for both girls to go down.  Just as Marion turned to begin her decent she was able to see Amy pick up their clothes from the porch, walk over to the fireplace blazing away in the parlor, and toss all their clothing into the fire.  The only things that they had left to wear home were their FM stiletto heels.

“What the f..” Marion began to shout.

CRACK!

Neither Debbie nor Marion had seen that Jacki was holding a short single-tailed whip.  She had just given Marion a hard whack across her ass.

“That’s only the beginning,” Jacki interrupted.  “Tonight every order is to be totally obeyed.  Any delay or failure will have consequences.  And tonight you keep your damn mouths shut unless it’s servicing a tit, pussy, or ass.”

“But, how are we to get home?”  Debbie asked.  “We can’t walk home naked.”

CRACK!  CRACK!

Debbie screamed as she felt two hard lashes bite into her ass.  She quickly turned to keep more from landing on her bottom cheeks.

CRACK!

CRACK!

She screamed again as two more whip lashes landed.  This time one landed across her tits and the second hit between her legs. 

“I don’t give a fuck how you get home, “Jacki replied.  “If you want, you can stay here forever and serve as my sex slaves.  If not, how you get home is your problem.  Now, do as you’re told and get your fat asses down the stairs before I give you a real whipping!”

Debbie remembered how hard Jacki can whip from their recent Weekend Getaway experience, and she no longer wanted to piss Jacki off.  She also remembered that at the last Spanking Poker Party Marion won and was really rubbed it in when she spanked Jacki.  Debbie decided that she needed to obey Jacki as much as possible and keep some distance away from Marion. 

When they arrived in the play room, Marion and Debbie saw many familiar sights.  First, there was the poker table.  It was a regulation sized table with seating for up to eight players, but had only seven player stations set up.  Each player station contained 10 poker chips and a couple of drinking glasses.  But, what they did not expect to see was that each station also contained a small leather handled strap.  They both knew that they would be feeling those leather straps on their pussies, tits, and asses all night.

“Cuff ‘em and gag ‘em,” Jacki ordered to Amy.  “Then, let’s see who will be the ‘Cock-Tail Bitch’ and who will be the ‘Rail Bitch’.”

       Chapter Five:  Cocktails

“Come on, Cumface,” Linda yelled at her friend Carol.  She knew that the Spanking Poker Party started with cocktails at 9 PM and the poker game at 10 PM.  Joy had warned them both that there were penalties for arriving late.  If they arrived late for cocktails, they both would be penalized two items of clothing, and it was almost 9 PM now.  Luckily for them both, they rang the doorbell at 8:58 -- just getting in under the wire.

“Well, what do we have here,” Jacki said as she starred at the two young girls.  “Fresh meat!  And still in school, too.  I am going to love fucking these young pussies later tonight.”

Just as Jacki was making her crude comments, Joy came into the room and welcomed the girls.  She privately leaned over to Carol and whispered “I thought I warned you about coming late.  You barely made it on time.  You almost earned a quick trip to the spanking rail.” 

With that, Carol’s face turned red from embarrassment while Linda’s was getting red with anger.  Joy saw their reaction, then leaned forward and took both their hands and led them towards the stairs.  When they entered the play room, Carol could not believe what she saw.  First, she saw her mother over in a corner, kneeling over what appeared to be a floor drain.  She was totally naked, had her hands cuffed behind her back and her ankles locked together.  She also wore a large yellow ring gag in her mouth and a yellow collar around her neck.  And there was a short chain which ran from her collar to the wall behind her butt.  But the amazing thing was she had the word ‘PISS’ written on her left tit and the word ‘WHORE’ written on her right one.

Then, Carol was able to see that behind each seat at the poker table were spanking rails.  Each one was about six feet long and about four feet high and had two sets of wrist and ankle cuffs bolted to the floor.  She realized that any woman bent over the rail would be cuffed to the floor with her arms and legs spread apart. 

Behind one of the chairs she could see her friend, Marion, already bent over one of the spanking rails, with both wrists and ankles cuffed to the floor in a spread-eagle fashion.  She also had weights dangling from both her tits, pussy lips, and clit, and a large blue ring gag in her mouth.   And Carol also could see the words ‘JACKI’S’ and ‘BITCH’ written on her tits.  Unfortunately, Marion could not see Linda or Carol enter, for she was busily licking the pussy of one lady and was getting fucked in the ass with a strap-on by another.

“Well, here’s our play room,” Jacki said as she waived her arms around the room.  I believe you know most everyone here except those two over there getting serviced by Bitch Marion.  That’s Sara getting her pussy eaten, and Jenny with the strap-on.  “I’ll introduce you later when they aren’t so preoccupied.  Now, let’s get a drink from Bitch Debbie.”

Standing next to the poker table was her other friend, Debbie, who was also sporting cuffed ankles.  Only she had a short chain attached to her ankle cuffs, allowing her to walk slowly.  She also had a large red ring gag in her mouth.  But, unlike the other two ladies, she had a serving tray attached to her middle. 

The serving tray was held in place by a cinch belt wrapped around her waist.  Her left wrist was pulled behind her back and was attached to a single cuff embedded in the back of the tray’s waist cincher.  The front of the serving tray was supported by two short chains that were attached to her nipples.    Her left hand was free to make and serve cocktails.  She also had the words ‘JACKI’S’ and ‘BITCH’ written on her tits.

As Carol and Linda approached, Debbie offered them their choice of beer or tequila shooters.  Later Carol learned that Debbie was told that she would be whipped if anything spilled or fell to the floor, so she had an incentive to keep the tray level no matter how much its weight pulled on her tits.  Carol and Linda both accepted tequila shooters as Carol began to wonder what it will be like to be cuffed over the spanking rail.

Carol looked around the room and noticed that most everyone was there.  She remembered meeting Jacki and Jenny during their recent visit to a Spanking Club meeting.  But she thought that there were going to be seven players and she only counted six.  Just then the doorbell rang.

“Does anyone have the correct time?” Jacki asked.

“The official clock on the wall says it’s now 9:13 PM,” Jenny replied.  “That means that the clothing penalty is in effect.”

“Are we all in agreement?” Jacki replied. 

Carol noticed that all the other women concurred, and then Jacki went up to answer the door.  When Jacki returned, her new guest was only wearing a G-string thong and heels.  Carol and Linda both looked at each other in amazement as Jacki quickly introduced them to Beth.  Carol had heard that Beth was a very dominant person and wondered why she allowed herself to play in such a risky game. 

“I can’t wait to spank your ass,” Linda whispered to Carol as Jacki and Beth walked away.

“Only in your wet dreams,” Carol replied.

“Care for a side bet?” Linda asked.

“Name it,” Carol answered.

“Well, how about this?”  Linda said.  “The loser must serve as the winner’s sex slave for the next week.”

“Sounds great,” Carol agreed.  “I can’t wait to have you worshiping my pussy for a solid week.  Now, how do we decide who wins and who loses.”

“Well, let’s let the card’s decide, Linda answered.  “The first person cuffed to the rail is the loser.”

As Carol was nodding her head in agreement, Jacki announced that it was 10 PM and it was time for the fun to begin.

       Chapter Six:  The Game

After all the girls took their seats at the poker table, Jacki began to explain a couple of rules changes.  Most everything was the same as last month, except that each hand’s loser would be eating pussy instead of sucking cock while the winner was spanking whoever was cuffed to the spanking rail.  If more than one person were cuffed to the rail, it became winner’s choice.

“Also, Jenny has requested a couple more rules changes,” Jacki explained.  “She suggested that with seven players it could take too long to determine the Grand Winner.  And since she can’t wait to get spanked, she suggested that we not include heels as clothing tonight.  We will all keep our heels on no matter what.  The only clothing items that count in tonight’s game are our tops, skirts, and thongs.  Three items instead of four.  Lose those three, and you’re on the rail.  How does this sound?”  Naturally, Beth objected.  But everyone else agreed.

“Also,” Jacki continued.  “Jenny has suggested that to speed things along, we can’t sell clothes for chips tonight.  If a player can’t pay the ante, she must bet ‘All In’ or fold.  ‘All In’ means all clothing and chips, an ‘All or Nothing’ bet.  If an ‘All-In’ bettor loses, she’s goes to the spanking rail.” 

“No, not if she loses,” Jenny suggested.  “If she is not the hand’s winner, she’s on the rail.  Anyone making that bet should have a winning hand.  If not, she should pay the maximum penalty.”  After a few minutes of discussion, everyone but Beth agreed.  Now the normally dominant Beth knew she would be serving as a submissive spanking whore most of the night.

Suddenly, everyone’s attention to Jacki dealing the first hand was broken.

SLAP!

CRASH!  CRASH!

Just as Debbie was about to offer Beth a beer, Linda used her leather strap to slap Debbie’s ass real hard.  Two beer bottles went crashing to the floor.

“Bitch Debbie,” Jacki yelled.  “You know what that means!”

Debbie immediately went back to the kitchenette area, removed the remaining beer bottles from her tray, picked up a single tailed whip and placed it on her tray, and returned to stand beside Jacki.  Jacki explained to the group that the penalty for dropping or breaking anything from her tray was one lash with the single tail whip for each item dropped and two lashes for each item broken.  That meant a penalty of six lashes for two dropped and broken beer bottles.

“Should she get them now, or should we wait and let the Grand Winner give them to her after the game?” 

“How about we put her on the rail now, and whip her later,” Jenny suggested.  The vote was four to two, with only Sara and Beth wanting to see her whipped now.  So the game began with Debbie cuffed over the rail and scared to death of her pending whipping.

Jacki dealt everyone two cards face up.  Those first two cards were free, but everyone knew that she either had to ante one chip to see the third, which would be the first hole or decision card, or fold her hand.  If she were the only one who folded during that round, she would become that hand’s loser. 

Carol stared at her cards.  Nothing.  Her highest card was only a six.  Beth already had a pair of Queens showing.  Carol had to decide.  Folding now meant she would lose her top and would have to go to the spanking rail to eat pussy.  Or, she could pay the ante and hope the hole card was a good one. 

Suddenly, she heard Jenny say “Fold.”  Carol looked at Jenny’s cards.  She had a 10 high.  Was Jenny hoping that Carol or someone else also folds?  Carol now knew that she had to ante.  Jacki dealt the first decision card.  It was a six.  Carol now had a pair of sixes.  Probably not good enough to win, but it definitely kept her from becoming the hand’s loser.  Carol looked around the table.  Beth’s two Queens were the only other pair.  It was between her and Beth.  Should she keep on betting.  Chips were important in this month’s game.  When Beth drew a third queen during the fourth round, Carol folded. Beth became the hand’s winner while both Linda and Carol lost three chips, everyone else lost one chip, and as the hand’s big loser Jenny lost her top.

The group all watched as Beth was spanking Marion’s ass while Jenny was eating her pussy.  The more she watched, the more Carol began to get jealous of Marion.  Maybe she should start to lose so that she could be on the receiving end, too.  But there was her bet with Linda.  Did she want to be Linda’s sex slave for a week, too?

Thirty minutes later the game was down to Linda, Carol and Jacki.  Beth, Jenny, Sara and Joy were all cuffed to the spanking rail (along with Marion and Debbie), and all were sporting bright red asses.  But the situation now was that Jacki and Carol were both down to one chip and their G-strings.  Linda had lost her top, but still was wearing her G-string and micro mini.  Linda also had all but two of the chips.  Carol knew that Linda could control the game’s outcome by simply out betting everybody. 

It was Linda’s deal and she dealt Jacki a pair of 10s, Carol a pair of Aces, and herself two hearts.  Decision time.  Jacki threw her last coin into the pot and said “All-In.”  That meant that Carol had to match or fold.  And folding would mean the spanking rail. 

“Me, too,” Carol replied.  Now the die was cast.  Either Carol, Jacki, or both, would be on the rail after this hand.  But Linda was not sure of her options and asked for a rules clarification.

“What if I ‘Call’?” she asked.  “What am I risking, and what if I win the hand.” 

Jacki explained that Linda only needed to match what she and Carol were betting, one chip and one item of clothing.   She also said that if unless she or Carol won the hand, they both would be on the rail and she would become the Grand Winner.  However, if either Jacki or Carol won the hand, Linda would lose one chip while the other ‘All-In’ bettor would be on the rail.  If Linda had the lowest hand, she would also lose one item of clothing and be forced to eat pussy.

“Piss break,” Linda declared.  “I need to take a piss.”

Soon all three were taking turns peeing on Amy’s face and tits.  Linda really did not need to pee, but was simply stalling for time to think her options through.  She had two hearts, but no pairs.  But, she finally realized that she also had no choice.  If she folded now, she would be the hand’s official loser and would lose her skirt and would be forced to pussy lick. If she won this hand, she would end the game now and become the Grand Winner.  If she lost, then the next hand would determine that outcome.  She couldn’t lose either way.

“Call,” Linda announced as she tossed one chip into the pot.

Linda dealt out the first hole card.  It was a Queen of hearts.  She had three hearts, Jacki and Carol each had one pair.  She looked at Jacki, who had a smile on her face. 

“Care for a side bet?” Jacki asked.

“What are the terms?” Linda replied.  She was a gambler at heart, and she heard that Jacki was, too.

“You change your bet to ‘All-In',” Jacki replied.  “If you win, not only will you become the Grand Winner on this hand, but you can whip me instead of Debbie.  If either Carol or I win, that person becomes the Grand Winner.”

Debbie wanted to yell “Take it!”, but her mouth was still clogged with her ring gag.

“With one change,” Linda added.  “You get double Debbie’s whipping.”

Jacki thought for a moment and then countered, “How about this.  If you win, you can whip both me and Debbie, and give me triple Debbie’s lashes.  But if I win, both you and your pretty little friend must spend the rest of the weekend as my sex slaves.  And the weekend doesn’t end until sunrise Monday morning.”

Linda looked at Carol.  So far Carol hadn’t been part of the discussion.  Now, Jacki was trying to lure her into the bet.  Deep down Carol thought that serving Jacki could be fun.  But Jacki obviously had a mean streak, too, which scared her.  Carol also thought about her side bet with Linda.

“What about our bet,” Carol asked Linda.  Linda quickly got a very devilish grin on her face.

“OK, here’s the deal.  Take it or leave it, both of you.” Linda answered.  “If Jacki wins, both Carol and I become Jacki’s sex slaves until Monday sunrise.  If I win, I get to whip both Debbie and Jacki, and Jacki gets triple Debbie’s whipping.  If Carol wins, both Jacki and I go to the rail and only Debbie gets whipped.  Carol, our bet will be decided by whoever has the best hand, even if Jacki wins the main bet.”

Carol knew that she was getting the short end of the stick on this deal, but for some reason the thought of serving as Jacki’s sex slave was getting her horny. 

“Deal the cards,” Carol replied. 

“Agreed,” Jacki added.

Linda turned over the second hole card.  It was the 10 of hearts.  Linda now had four hearts, jacking three 10s, and Carol two Aces.  And Carol saw that the only missing Ace was the Ace of hearts.  She could not win. 

“Linda, how about another side bet,” Carol asked.  “If the last card is the Ace of hearts, you agree that my three aces beats your hearts flush and agree that I win both bets.”

“Why sound I agree to that?”  Linda asked. 

“Because, if you win I will agree to take Debbie’s whipping for her,” Carol replied.

“Auuuughgh!!!”  

Everyone looked over at Amy and assumed that she was telling her daughter not to do this.  Carol also believed that her Mother was simply trying to protect her.  But what got Amy to scream through her ring gag was that her worst fears appeared to be true.  She had realized that down deep Carol was a true submissive pain slut, just like her mother.

“With her, not for her,” Linda replied.  “If this card is a heart, but not the ace of hearts, I get to give both you and Debbie six lashes and Jacki 18 lashes with the single tailed whip.”

“Deal the fuckin’ card,” Carol replied.

“Wait a minute,” Jacki added.  “This is a three way hand.  What if I win?”

“What do you want?” Carol answered.

“If I win, you take Debbie’s place, and I get to give both you and Linda six lashes with the whip and you become my sex slaves until sunrise Monday,” Jacki explained.  “If Linda wins, she gets to give you six and me 18.  If you win, you give Debbie six lashes and Linda and I go to the rail as normal.  You and Linda can settle your side bet later.”

Carol knew that this was her only chance to win.  If she got the Ace of Hearts, it would mean that her pair of aces would now beat Linda’s flush.  Then Linda would be her sex slave for a solid week.  It was a risk that she was willing to take in order to get control of her friend.

“Deal the F’in’ cards,” Carol replied.

Linda simply nodded her head in agreement and turned over the last card.  It was the queen of spades.

       Chapter Seven:  Carol and Linda Get Whipped

Carol still could not believe what was about to happen.  Everyone was now Jacki’s sex slave.  Debbie, Marion, Joy, Jenny, Sara, and Beth were all bent over the spanking rail, hands and feet cuffed to the floor in a spread-eagle position.  They all had dried girl cum on their faces, and all sported very red asses from their spankings.  Amy was still chained in her ‘piss whore’ corner, waiting to see what was going to happen to her daughter.

Linda and Carol, however, were now cuffed together.  They were standing with their arms pulled over their heads, wrists cuffed together and hooked to a single chain dangling from the ceiling.  Their feet were held apart by leg stretchers attached to their ankles.  Both were also wearing blindfolds and a double ring gag connected them mouth to mouth.  Carol could feel Linda’s tits rubbing against hers and Linda’s tongue probing her mouth. 

Jacki also had also tied them together at the thighs.  But their most erotic connection was that they had a double dong penetrating both their pussies.  Neither Linda nor Carol could see anything, but both were getting hornier by the minute.  Both girls knew that before the whipping ended, each would have at least one pain/pleasure orgasm.

Marion, however, was experiencing a different type of pleasure.  Her ass was very sore and tender from its constant spanking.  She had dried cum all over her face, and her tongue was also sore from heavy use.  She, along with the others, was still bent over the spanking rail with her wrists and ankles cuffed in a spread eagle formation to the floor.  All this while she was getting butt fucked by Jacki and her 10 inch strap on. 

Earlier Jacki had announced that as the final penalty for losing the game, she was going to ass fuck everyone on the rail.  She started with Jenny, who was the first to lose her clothes, and worked her way down the line.  Jacki also had announced that once she was done, she would release everyone from the rail and their evening of sexual torture would be over.  Once released, they could either find their clothes and leave or find a partner or two and go have more bisexual fun.  Jacki also mentioned that there were four empty bedrooms upstairs.

That is, everyone but Debbie and Marion would be released and were free to leave.  Jacki also announced that she was going to make Carol and Linda her personal sex slaves for the remainder of the night and Sara and Beth wanted to do the same to Debbie and Marion.  Marion now knew that it was payback time for her and Debbie reneging on their earlier sexual slavery promise to Sara and Beth.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! 

Marion groaned every time Jacki banged her ass as the strap-on plunged deep into her rectum.  She was sexually aroused—nearly orgasmic.  Tonight had been one of those nights.  Both Heaven and Hell.  Painful every step of the way.  But, she had never had so many orgasms.  And, she was nearing another.  Just then Jacki screamed.  She was cumming.  Then, it was over.  As Jacki pulled the dong from her ass, Marion cursed because she was close to cumming.  But, Jacki intentionally left Marion unsatisfied and announced that it was now time for the main event. 

One by one the girls were released from the rail.  As soon as she was released, Joy went straight over to Amy and unlocked her from her ankle cuffs, attached a leash to her collar, and led her away.  She knew that Amy would panic when she saw Carol getting whipped, and wanted to get her out of the room before that happened.

All were now released except Debbie and Marion.  The others all were hot and ready to cum.  Jenny went over to get a better look at the two young sluts about to get a whipping.  But Sara and Beth decided to watch from another position.  They walked up to the two girls still cuffed to the rail and announced that they needed their pussies licked.  Sara shoved her twat into Marion’s face while Beth did the same to Debbie.  Both girls still cuffed to the rail were told to make their tormentors cum before the whipping was over, or they would be spanked again.  Marion knew her ass could not stand another spanking.

CRACK!

Although she was blindfolded, Linda’s eyes got big as saucers as the whip bit into her butt.  And the blow also forced her to lurch forward, driving the double dong deep into hers and Carol’s pussies.  Pain and pleasure. 

CRACK!  This time is was Carol on the receiving end.  And just like Linda, the blow forced Carol to drive the dong deeper into their pussies.  Like Linda, Carol felt both pain and pleasure.  Suddenly she wanted another lash to thrill her love box.

CRACK!  This time when Linda felt the sharp pain from the whip, she thrust her pussy as far as she could into Carol’s.  She also thrust her tongue deep into Carol’s mouth.  She was sure that before the sixth lash was received she would experience a mind blowing orgasm.

CRACK!  Now Carol was thrusting her pelvis forward.  Once again she also thrust her tits and tongue into her friend’s body.  She had never felt so much pain – and pleasure.  She was now learning why her mother had become a pain slut sexual slave. 

CRACK!  Linda’s third lash landed with even more force than before.

CRACK!  Carol’s third landed with equal force.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!  As the sixth and final blow landed on Linda’s now blistered ass, she began to shake.  One of the biggest orgasms she ever experienced just took her to another planet.  Now she wanted more.

“Oooooohhhhhh Fffffuuuuccccckkkkk!,” Sara yelled as she also was experiencing another climatic event.  Marion was unfulfilled, but Sara was not.

CRACK!  Now it was Carol’s turn to experience the ultimate in pain and pleasure simultaneously.  She, too, wanted the whipping to continue.   And almost simultaneously, Beth also was the recipient of another orgasm, courtesy of Debbie’s skilled and talented tongue. 

      Chapter Eight:  Debbie and Marion Head Home

      

As Jacki was freeing the two freshly whipped young girls from their suspension, Sara and Beth came over and whispered into her ear.  As soon as the two girls were free, Jacki, Sara, and Beth began doing the same to Marion.  First, they freed Marion’s legs, then her arms.  Only as her arms came free from their cuffs, Sara and Beth grabbed Marion’s wrists, pulled them tightly behind her back, and forced her over to the now empty dangling cuffs.  There the three of them quickly forced Marion to take Linda’s place in bondage. 

Next, they did the same to Debbie.  Marion and Debbie were now hanging exactly like Linda and Carol had been moments earlier – arms cuffed overhead, legs separated by spreader bars, thighs bound together, blindfolded, and sharing both a double ring gag in their mouths and a double dong in their pussies.  Both bound ladies now figured that they were going to get whipped, too. 

“Girls, this is their final punishment,” Jacki announced to the crowd.  “We’re going to leave them hanging here until morning and then make them walk home naked.  They won’t have their purses or cell phones for help.  They will be instructed to go straight home and call me as soon as they get there.  If they call before 9 AM, they will have passed their final test and can rejoin our club.”  Carol and Linda were now wondering what kind of club this was.

“OK, young Bitches,” Jacki commanded to Linda and Carol.  “Time to pay your debts.”  With that, she grabbed them both by one of their tits and led them up the stairs right behind Sara pulling Beth by her tits. 

As they were climbing the stairs, they passed Amy and Joy coming back down.  Only Carol was very surprised to see their new roles.  Now it was Amy in the lead, and Joy now had her arms cuffed behind her back.  And now it was Joy wearing the yellow ring gag and collar.

As they passed in the stairway, Amy grinned and whispered to her daughter, “I have to pee.  See you Monday morning.”

Although they both had been recently ass fucked by Jacki, both Debbie and Marion were still very horny.  Both had been left unsatisfied by Jacki, and both now had a large artificial penis imbedded in their respective twats.  Debbie suddenly felt Marion’s tongue probing her mouth.  She also felt Marion thrust her pelvis forward, thereby pushing the double dong deeper into both pussies.  She also felt Marion begin to rotate her chest, causing their tits to rub together. 

It didn’t take long for both ladies to experience a mind blowing orgasm. Afterwards both were physically and mentally exhausted.  Neither of them heard Amy lead Joy back upstairs.  The next thing that Debbie and Marion knew it was morning.

CRACK!  Debbie felt the bite of the whip striking her butt cheeks.

CRACK!  Marion’s turn to feel the pain.

“Good morning, Bitches,” Jacki greeted them.

“It’s time for your last test – that is if you both want to rejoin our little club.”  Jacki then released both ladies from their wrists cuffs, only to pull their arms behind their backs before disconnecting the double ring gag and freeing their thighs and ankles.  Both were now standing naked with their arms cuffed behind their backs.  Both also had dried girl cum on their faces and plenty of spanking and whip marks on their asses and tits.  And both still had the words ‘JACKI’S’ and ‘BITCH’ written on their tits in big, bold letters.

“Cum’on sluts,” Jacki commanded.  “It’s time for you to go home, now.”

When they got back to the top of the stairs, Debbie and Marion noted that the house now appeared to be empty.  However, what they could not see was that both Carol and Linda were still tied to the bed upstairs, and Jacki was about to go up and enjoy both for another 24 hours. 

“Well, here’s the deal,” Jacki explained as she walked them towards the door.  “It’s now 8:05 AM.  You’ve got until 9 AM to call me back if you want to rejoin our sexy little club.  I figure it will take about 30 minutes for each of you to walk home.  I expect each of you to call me from two different phones.  And, of course, you will be walking as you are now.  No purses, no cell phones, and no arms to help you get there.  So you better be smart and quick, or who knows what will happen.”

Jacki then pushed both women out the front door, slammed it shut, and locked them on the outside. 

“What the fuck are we going to do now,” Debbie asked her friend.

“I don’t know for sure, but let’s get the hell out of here,” Marion replied. 

They both knew that the main streets would be busy any time now as most people were traveling to Sunday morning events.  Marion knew how to get home using nothing but back alleys, but also knew that that route could be dangerous if they ran into some unsavory characters.  They continued to sneak down all the empty alleys that headed towards their respective houses.  Suddenly Marion realized that they were right outside David and Amy’s house.  And they could see David out in the back yard plunging his big dick deep into Amy’s mouth.  What they couldn’t see was that David was actually draining his bladder in his ‘Piss Whore’ wife's mouth. 

“Hey big boy,” Marion yelled over the fence, “Care to help a couple of horny broads out?”

“What the hell are you doing?” Debbie asked her friend.

“Listen, Bitch,” Marion explained to her friend.  “There’s no way we’re going to make it home on time.  Maybe if we let David fuck us we can use their phones to call Jacki before 9.” 

“What do we have here?” David asked as he turned to see the two ladies in the alleyway, naked and cuffed.  “Who the hell is Jacki and why are you her Bitches?”

Amy turned her piss drenched body and saw both Debbie and Marion naked in the alley.  And she also saw that they both were handcuffed.

“Well, Well, Well,” Amy added.  “David, these two Bitches each need to make a phone call before 9.  I’ll bet they’ll do anything you want if we let them use our phones.”

“She’s smarter than she looks,” Marion replied. 

“Careful,” Amy answered.  “You can’t demand anything if you want to use our phones.”  She then went and unlocked the back gate, inviting both Debbie and Marion to join them in the yard.  “Now, why don’t you clean David’s piss from my body?  Then I’ll go get both our cell phones while David fucks you both.”

Marion knew that they were defeated, so she immediately dropped to her knees and began licking David’s piss from Amy’s pussy.  Debbie did the same to her tits.  After about 10 minutes of licking, Amy announced that she was clean enough for now.  “Why don’t you follow David into our play room while I go get our phones?” she added.

Marion’s jaw dropped when they entered the basement playroom.  There they were.  She had no idea.  There were two – that’s right – two pillories in the room.  One had ‘AMY’ written on the top frame, and the other one had ‘CAROL’ written above the neck and wrist holes. 

While they were starring at the two pillories, Amy entered the room with two cell phones.

“Here’s the deal,” she said.  “After you two are secured in the pillories, I will dial Jacki’s number and you can report in.  By the way, it’s now 8:52.  So don’t wait too long to decide.  After you tell Jacki that everything is OK, I will let you call your sissy husbands and tell them that you won’t be home until tomorrow morning.  Then we’re all going to play some bondage games.”

Marion and Debbie knew that they had no choice if they ever wanted to get back into their femdom group.  Marion took the lead and walked over to the ‘AMY’ pillory and placed her neck and wrists into the semi-circle openings on the bottom frame.  Amy immediately closed the top frame and locked it into place.  Marion was now a sexual prisoner again.  Amy then dialed one of the cell phones and held it up to Marion so she could talk. 

Debbie saw that their die was cast and followed Marion’s lead.  As Marion was talking with Jacki, David closed the upper frame over Debbie’s neck and wrists and locked it into place.  He then dialed Jacki.  Both Marion and Debbie reported that Jacki promised them that she would let everyone know that they were now members in good standing again. 

As she was standing there, bent over at the waist with her head and hands locked in a pillory, Debbie was privately fantasizing about next month’s Spanking Poker Party.  Then she felt it. 

Debbie felt David 10 incher plowing into her pussy.  And it felt sooooooooo goooooooood!