A work out

"OK, let's start with some basic exercises," I said. "Put a tennis ball between your knees then your hands behind your head and walk around the court without dropping it. Every drop earns you a hard smack on the ass."

Beth picked a tennis ball out of her bag. She put a tennis ball between her knees then put her hands behind her head. She started to walk around the court, but it wasn't long before the ball spun out from her knees.

"Every time that happens," I said. "Yell out, 'that's one spank!' Then two and so on."

She put the ball back and again only managed a few steps before the ball came loose again. "That's two spanks!" she yelled.

"What on Earth is going on?!" came a shrill female voice.

I looked over and saw two middle aged women in tennis outfits. They both had hair dyes honey blonde and in pony tails. They each had on visors. One had on a pink tennis dress, and the other had a white skirt and yellow top. I walked over to them. "Problem?"

"That's three spanks!" came Beth's voice from the court.

"Yes, that woman is naked! This is a proper family establishment!" Said the one in the pink dress.

"I am a professional tennis pro, and she is following my instructions. If she did not, this place could get shut down."

"Really?" asked the woman in the yellow top.

"Yes, and by interrupting a professional lesson, you could get kicked out."

"Oh no!" they said.

"What are you names?"

"Wanda Houten," said the one in the pink dress.

"Natalie Monroe," said the other.

"I know about you two," I said. "Wanda, you give blowjobs to teen boys behind the Burger Palace."

"Wanda!" said Natalie.

"That's four spanks!"

"Don't act so shocked, Natalie," I continued. "You give handjobs to construction workers if they ejaculate all over your face and head."

"I...but...um...." stammered Natalie.

"Look, ladies," I said.

"That's five spanks!"

"I won't tell anyone your secrets but you must suck your husbands' cocks every night this week...on your knees, and swallow one night, take it on your face the next, and so on alternating. If they ask what's up, tell them you've been repressing your inner slut for too long, and you just want to suck their cocks as much as possible. Now, go do what Beth is doing! NOW! Obey, or you get kicked out, and I spill the beans about how you've been cheating on your husbands."

The women hurry off to the benches besides the court and start to strip.

"That's six spanks!"

I smile and turn to see Beth, now sweating and red with embarrassment as she has barely made it half way around the court."