Continued from Sexy Labor Day (Part 6)
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I awkwardly got off the bench with N’s help. My pussy felt hot and I was still sweating and breathing hard. Leaning down, I whispered, “Thanks,” into Amy’s ear as she continued to get fucked by Stewart.
Prince was in King’s control now. King strapped Prince down to the bench like an expert. When in place, King smacked his belt against his hands and everyone in the barn flinched.
“I’m going to beat Prince now,” said King. “If you don’t want to watch, you should go.”
I wanted to stay but N tugged me away. “Good luck, Prince,” I called as I was hauled away from the barn.
Most stayed but Syd followed N and I out. He walked with N while I trailed behind.
“Almost time, right?” said Syd, looking back at me and winking.
Syd and N made a show up setting up a chair for Syd to use during my birthday spanking.
“Here seems good,” said Syd.
“No, here. The sun will be so bright that people will want to watch from the shade. This way they’ll be able to see it well.”
I rolled my eyes at the two men as they planned where I would be spanked. Taking a moment to myself, I sat down and relaxed. My body was still recovering from the orgasm in the barn. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the afternoon sun on my skin.
Mistress Tracy was standing over me.
“Yes, Mistress?” I said politely.
“Come with me.”
I meekly followed her into the house. She walked purposefully towards the table where she’d placed her gift for me.
“I have two gifts for you, little slut,” she said. Her tone was slightly unfriendly. I tried to smile at her to get her to lighten up but her eyes were like two steel balls, staring at me hard.
“One of the gifts is this present. Open it now.”
I opened it carefully, willing my hands to stop shaking. We were the only people inside of the house and I knew I shouldn’t be scared of her but her demeanor was slightly frightening.
“Where’s Pam?” I asked, hoping to direct her attention elsewhere.
She did not respond.
Inside the box was a large tin of Tiger Balm. I looked at her, first with curiosity and then with fear.
“Are you going to put this on me, Mistress?” I whispered.
If you haven’t heard of Tiger Balm, the thick goo is full of menthol-like stuff that soothes sore muscles when applied to shoulders and thighs. When applied to a woman’s cunt and ass, Tiger Balm is incredibly painful.
Mistress Tracy roughly grabbed me and bent me over the couch. She played with the new butt plug while I moaned before yanking it out of my asshole and setting it aside. Using her hands she rubbed the Tiger Balm all over my pussy around the rim of my asshole.
Within seconds, my entire cunt was burning.
I tried to protest and plea for mercy but she grabbed me by my hair and told me to be quiet. She sat down on the couch and pushed me down on the floor in front of her. I couldn’t think about anything but the burning in my pussy and my ass and I did not struggle as she moved me.
“Your second gift,” Mistress Tracy continued, ignoring my distress, “is a weekend with me. N likes that you’re thinking about playing top sometimes but agrees with me that you’re in need of training. Next weekend you will come stay with Pam and I. I will use you, beat you, and make you serve me, you little slutty girl.”
I shrunk down and whimpered. The burning continued and felt terrible inside my ass. In spite of the pain my brain was still logical and I didn’t see how Mistress Tracy abusing me for a weekend would teach me how to be a domme.
She soon answered my question.
“While I use you, Sadey, I’ll talk to you about why I do things the way I do. It’ll be a free lesson. At the end of the weekend you’ll dominate Pam. Trust me that you’ll be very ready to take on the dominant role after I spend two days torturing you. I’m looking forward to it.”
I groaned as it became clear to me that my fun form of erotica ‘research’ was going to make me suffer under the cruel hands of Mistress Tracy. I didn’t like that N was giving me away for an entire weekend but I couldn’t help that it did arouse me. Playing a dominant role would be just that: play. In my core I am submissive and I would serve Mistress Tracy as best I could.
She got up and patted her thigh. “Crawl after me outside. I think it’s time for your spanking.”
My cunt and asshole were burning and I whimpered as I crawled after her. She turned around and told me to be quiet on two different occasions. By the time we were outside the burning subsided slightly making me uncontrollably aroused. I felt tortured in so many ways.
The pain, the humiliation, and the continuous sensations that poured through my cunt…
I was ready for anything.
Syd had arranged his large, straight back chair in front of the eating tables. He stood near N, who was chatting with Stewart. Amy was at their feet. All of the others had seated themselves on a bench facing the chair. I found Prince, the poor thing. He was kneeling by King’s feet and I saw that his cock was rock hard and a cock ring sat at the base. He had his knees spread wide and it was clear King wanted to show him off. He caught me staring and his face turned red.
I grinned and imagined dominating him. I’d be terrible at it. Perhaps lessons with Mistress Tracy were a good idea.
The burning had become manageable and I crawled with what grace I could to kneel at Syd’s feet near Amy. She looked satiated and very happy. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and she winked at me.
“Sadey, are you ready?” N asked.
Syd strode to the chair and from behind it pulled out a wrapped gift. He handed it to me and I opened it, slightly scared but more turned on than anything else. To be honest, I couldn’t wait to be over Syd’s knees. His strength and massiveness was such a different thing to me and a huge turn on.
Inside the box was a large paddle. I took it in my hands and guessed (correctly, it turns out) it to be walnut. It felt heavier than it looked. It was smooth, oval shaped, and about twice the size of my hand.
“If you’re very good,” Syd said, “I’ll spank you with it.”
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