Catherine and The Spanking Room (2 page)

Eddie rejoined Carlos. “There’s
another bad girl out there awaiting punishment.”

Carlos glanced at Eddie’s hard-on.
“Let’s take care of ourselves first.”

As if they’d practiced the move,
both men unbuttoned and unzipped. They freed their cocks from the confines of
their shorts. Catherine admired the long, thick, purple-headed dicks aimed in
her direction. Though she knew it was futile, she made a begging noise, which
they ignored. Carlos pumped his hand up and down his cock. Eddie did the same,
giving himself a small twist every time he reached the sensitive crown. Their
grunts of pure male pleasure filled the space. Carlos came first, shooting his
semen all over her exposed, abused breasts. Eddie followed seconds later, his
ejaculate mixing with Carlos’s.

They tucked their dicks away and
fixed their jeans. Carlos gestured toward the door. “Next victim.” Eddie left
the room to bring the waiting woman. Catherine whimpered, and Carlos grinned at
her predicament. “What’s wrong, brat? Can’t think of anything to say?”

“That was a poor excuse for a hand
job,” she said. “I can make your eyes roll back in your head.”

The door opened. Carlos leaned
close to her ear. He nipped at her lobe. “Oh, brat. You are precious. After
this next punishment, you’ll be begging for it.”

She was dangerously close to
all-out begging right now, but neither she nor Carlos would be truly satisfied
unless it was heartfelt and desperate. With one finger, he smeared the semen
over her chest, swirling it around her nipples and coating her breasts. Then he
abandoned her.

The next woman came with her “teacher”—her
Master who wanted to watch the punishment. The two Masters had a whispered
conversation before the man took his place next to his sub. Carlos looked to
the man. “Well, what’s this one done?”

“She was insubordinate.” He scowled
at his subbie.

The accusation covered a broad range
of behaviors, though there didn’t need to be a triggering event. The Spanking
Room was open to anybody and everybody who wanted to be spanked. Catherine got
more out of Carlos because he was her actual Master. On the plus side, she was
allowed to visit him at work whenever she wanted.

Carlos had her bend over his lap
where he proceeded to spank her with two different leather implements until her
Master held up his hand for Carlos to stop. When he let her up, she dropped to
her knees in front of her Master and apologized. He caressed her hair and the
side of her face. “Thank Master Carlos for teaching you a lesson.”

She crawled to Carlos and kissed
his boots. Catherine rolled her eyes. She couldn’t help it, and she knew it
would lead to trouble. Eddie caught her disrespectful gesture. Reaching between
her legs, he pulled and twisted her clit so hard that Catherine cried out.

Carlos tapped the head of the sub
at his feet. She rested back on her heels, awaiting orders. Her Master pointed
to Catherine. “Crawl to the bad subbie over there. Her chest is covered with
semen. You will lick it off, and if you want to have a bit of fun with her, you
might just find yourself being rewarded.”

Catherine sucked in a big breath.
Master Carlos might have just sated himself, but the sight of a woman with her
tongue all over Catherine would send him right back to square one. The sub
crawled to Catherine and knelt up. Their eyes met for a brief second, enough
for Catherine to read the impishness in the sub’s deep brown eyes. She started
slow, licking a path up Catherine’s stomach with the flat of her tongue before
moving on to the sensitive skin on the underside of each breast.

Keeping her gaze on Master Carlos,
Catherine allowed herself to enjoy the woman’s attentions. The sub was good at
putting on a show for her Master. She made small sounds of pleasure as she took
Catherine’s nipples in her mouth. Once her Master lifted her hips in the air
and impaled her with his cock, she got rough. Her nails dug into Catherine’s
thighs. She pinched Catherine’s flesh with her teeth, causing Catherine to moan
and toss her head. She bit down hard on the side of Catherine’s breast. Catherine
cried out, and the naughty sub stuffed her fingers into Catherine’s hungry
cunt.

“Don’t come,” Master Carlos
whispered in her ear. The hotness of his breath on her neck nearly sent her
over the edge.

“Please,” she begged. “Oh Master,
please! I can’t stand anymore.”

“Yes, you can.”

The sub lifted her mouth from
Catherine’s breast to ask for permission to come, and her Master obliged.
Catherine cried with envy, wishing her Master would go easier on her for once,
then she shook away the thought. She didn’t want him to get soft on her. She
craved his ruthlessness, and she loved how he pushed her—how they pushed each
other.

Except the sub had found
Catherine’s sweet spot. As she climaxed on her Master’s cock, she fingered
Catherine even more aggressively, sending Catherine over the precipice.

Eddie escorted the pair from the
room while Carlos untied Catherine’s bonds. “You came,” he said. “Now you’ll be
punished again.”

“Yes, Master,” she said, her voice
subdued. “I’m sorry I disappointed you.” She cried out as Carlos lifted her
from the dildo.

“Kneel in front of the desk,” he
commanded.

She shuffled to the floor in front
of the desk and got into position, waiting while he cleaned the chair. Her
asshole ached, and that little orgasm hadn’t sated her pussy either. When
Master Carlos finished, he ordered her up onto the desk. While he bound her
arms above her head, Eddie returned, carrying a canvas bag that Catherine knew
well.

He set it down next to the desk. “I
hung a ‘closed’ sign on the door. You need anything else?”

Carlos bent her leg at the knee and
tied her ankle to her thigh. “Leave the door open. Invite people to watch.” He
finished securing the rope, and then he started on the other leg.

Eddie exited, leaving the door
open. Catherine watched Carlos finish binding her, then he secured the ropes to
the desk. She was bound with her arms under her neck, her legs bent up and
splayed open for everyone to see.

Master Carlos gave everything one
more check as the room filled with voyeurs. “Come if you can,” he taunted, and
Catherine knew she was in trouble. Under the right circumstances, he could
tease her for an hour.

The first thing he unpacked from
the bag was a warming lubricant. He slathered it over her clit and rubbed a
generous amount inside her cunt, fingering her with glee as he worked.
Catherine arched into his touch as best she could, given her bound position.
Carlos had tied her tight enough to prevent her from wiggling out of his reach
or off the desktop, but she still had some vertical movement.

Next he set three toys on her
stomach. One was a thin dildo made from blue silicone. He stuck it in her mouth
and made her simulate giving head. Catherine did her best to please him, to
show him what she could do to him if he allowed it.

“Suck on that for a bit.” He left
it in her mouth and picked up the second dildo. This one was huge, easily as
large as the one that had been on the chair, and it was made of heavy glass.
The base of it filled his large palm. Catherine watched as it disappeared
between her legs. Between the way she was bound and the dildo in her mouth, she
couldn’t see what was happening between her legs. But she could feel it! Master
Carlos worked the huge glass dildo into her pussy. It was so hard she could
feel the texture of veins on the surface, the ridge of the crown sliding deeper
and deeper into her vagina as he pushed it into her. People—Masters and
Mistresses, subs, tops, and bottoms—filed into the room to witness this
torture.

Once he got it all the way in, he
fucked her with it. The heavy balls smacked against the parts of her that were
swollen and sensitive from her time on the chair. It hurt, yet it felt so good.
Catherine found herself meeting each thrust, lifting her hips and straining to
take it all. Carlos pounded it into her, picking up speed as her juices and the
lubricant combined to make her extra slick. So close to orgasm, she moaned
around the dildo in her mouth.

Master Carlos removed the dildo
from her mouth. “You want this, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she admitted, her breath
ragged. “Please Master!”

He pulled the dildo from her body.
She lifted her hips, trying to follow it.

“What a hungry cunt you have,
Catherine. Let’s see what else it wants.” The third implement he’d put on her
stomach needed electricity. He plugged it into the socket behind the desk, and
then he looked at the crowd that had gathered a respectful distance from her
spread legs. “Watch out, folks. Things are about to get messy.”

The vibrating wand had a large,
bulbous head. Her Master flicked the switch, and the thing roared to life. He
pressed it against her clit first, teasing her with light touches that were
almost too much to bear. Every now and again, he’d increase the pressure.
Catherine moaned, tossing her head. Sweat slicked her body, and she badly
needed to come.

Carlos added the glass dildo back
into the mix. He fucked her with it while he held the vibrator against her
clit. It was too much to bear, and it pushed her over the edge. Catherine
screamed as she came. Carlos pulled the dildo out, and she ejaculated—the part
he’d really wanted people to see.

Eddie herded the onlookers out of
the room. Carlos tortured her with the vibrator, making her come again, and
then he untied her. “You’re going to take Eddie and me at the same time, brat.
You’ve been very naughty, and we’re going to fuck you hard.” He helped
Catherine get to her feet. Both men massaged her sore muscles, taking the
opportunity to feel her up in the process. Hands squeezed her breasts, and
fingers penetrated her holes.

By the time Carlos removed his
jeans and climbed on top of the desk—the only real furniture in the room
besides a few chairs and a whipping post—Catherine had been poked and prodded
in every inch of her body. She no longer felt in control of herself, not that
she ever really had. Carlos was in control, and he was her Master. She
surrendered to him completely.

Eddie guided her on top of Carlos.
His large cock jutted up. Carlos held it for her as she sank down on its
length.

“Your cunt is so hot, Catherine,”
Carlos said. “You could incinerate me.” He pulled her to him for a lingering
kiss. It stole her breath and reminded her of his love and devotion. The kiss
ended as Eddie pushed into her ass. It didn’t hurt or stretch her too much, as
Eddie wasn’t as large as the dildo had been. The toy had prepared her nicely to
be used hard by Carlos’s close friend and trainee.

They worked in tandem, one pulling
out as the other pushed in. Full of cock, Catherine braced herself. Moans and
cries escaped as pleasure built. Eddie smacked her ass, stimulating the sore
muscles and the skin that Carlos had marked earlier.

“Yes,” Carlos said. “Give it to
her. This is what she needs.”

She came, her pussy pulsing around
both men, but they didn’t stop. Carlos gritted his teeth, and Eddie spanked her
harder, his blows raining on her ass and thighs. The burning melded with that
was going on in her pussy, and the orgasm went on and on.

“One more,” Carlos ordered as he
increased his pace. “You’re going to come one more time, Catherine.”

The next orgasm was so close, yet
out of reach. She made desperate sounds. Carlos twisted her hair in his fist,
yanking her head back hard, and that did the trick. The pulsing overwhelmed
her, and a keening cry erupted from deep within her chest. Stars exploded
behind her eyes, and she lost the ability to control her limbs. Collapsing
heavily on Carlos, she felt both men come inside her.

After a few moments, Eddie withdrew
and left. Carlos trailed a light caress up and down her spine. “Did you get
everything you wanted for your birthday, my love?”

Catherine smiled into his shoulder
because she couldn’t lift her head. “Yes, Master. As always, you give the best
gifts.”