My customers list reveals more spanking

“I do believe poor little Cousin Lucy is frightened. Poor little sweetie has nasty big Reuben or wicked cousin Stacy scared you? OR is it the thoughts of what your clients want you to do that’s making you cower like that?”

'Dear God! Stacy is being so arch! I didn’t think it possible that I could detest someone whom I only really met a mere half hour ago as much as I do her. Grrr.. if only I can get my own back…but yes… I am scared of what she might do… she seems to have Reuben at her beck and call and Reuben is still right there holding the racket tapping it against his thigh… God he is so sexy and shit! He only has eyes for Stacy. Whats she got that I don’t have?' Pain from the blows Stacy wields with the racket, humiliation at her insults, and humiliation from Reuben so obviously preferring Stacy to me makes my eyes smart and glisten.

“Awww.. poor little Lucy’s crying and a big 18-year-old girl too. It's all too much for her.” Stacy drops the arch tone and continues in a much more determined voice. “You got yourself into this by displaying yourself shamelessly on the webcam. You are a whore. You need to accept the consequences. And here they are.”

Stacy holds up the paper in front of the webcam in one hand and wiggles my chin with the other, forcing me to read along. Reuben has one hand on my shoulder keeping me kneeling, his fingers digging into my flesh- it was painful but at least he was touching me!' I think. But his other hand is stroking Stacy’s back- walking his fingers up and down her spine. I think Stacy is about to pass out from sheer bliss, but no, she goes on.

“Your viewer's top choice was for me to use the tennis racket on your ass 'til you weep and then for you to use it', Stacy titters and continues, “well, the handle at any rate… somewhere else”.

“I think we can keep that in reserve for the moment. The ones Reuben and I like the most and the ones we are going to combine might even make you healthier. One of your viewers thinks you should eat more fruit!"

I look at my cousin oddly, but she turns to address Reuben.

"Reuben, dear soul, go and get some bananas from the kitchen, please.”

Reuben seems to pat my shoulder as he took his hand away. As his thumb brushes some hair from my cheek I feel a jolt like an electric charge surge through me… maybe he cares for me yet.

As he leaves, Stacy picks up the cam and mike, returning them to the computer desk but arranging them so that the cam picks up both the desk and where I am kneeling. She sits down at the chair in front of the desk.

Reuben returns with a handful of bananas and passes me one. “Peel it, Lucy.”

I obey.

“Hold it in your lips and give it to Stacy. Whatever you do, don't bite it”.

“Ummm.. what do you mean give it to her? How can I when it's in my mouth?”

Stacy interjects.

“You are so dumb, cousin! You hold one end of the banana in your lips, you move towards me- on your knees of course- you then let me take the other end in my fingers. Then you will see what happens.” Stacy turns and speaks directly into the mike.

“Gentlemen, did any of you see just how stupid my cousin was? Did any of you have problems with her understanding what she was to do? Well, if you did, can you e-mail me what the problems were and what the solutions were? We might have another training session. They do say blondes are dumb!”

“Look, this is all too much!” I gingerly begin to stand up. “I don’t have to put up with this nonsense from you, Stacey. I am not dumb!”

“Reuben, she needs a lesson, dear heart.” Stacey’s voice is sharp, the same determined voice she used a few moments earlier.

Almost before she has stopped speaking, Reuben is next to me slapping the racket on my ass. “Count, cousin. And say thank you to Reuben for helping you understand your true position. And kneel down now!” Stacy orders.

She shouts the last sentence but there's no need, Reuben has already **** me to my knees. My ass is stinging and now I’m crying from the pain and the humiliation. Tears cascade down my cheeks.

“Count and say thank you” Stacy hisses.

“Reuben, sweetie, start again so she can learn. I think she needs 10 slaps. I want Lucy’s customers to see this. So many of them thought she should be punished its only fair they can see that she is.”

'What can I say, what can I do?'

Reuben has me firmly in his grasp. There's nothing for it. The racket whistles down and lands on my ass with a resounding thud.

“What do you say, cousin?” Stacy is enjoying this so much she’s all wet. I can see this as her legs are spread wide. No doubt the customers can see too.

“One, thank you, Reuben.”

“Stacy, don’t you think we need to be sure Lucy knows why we are doing this?”

“Umm, yes, Reuben. I’d hate her to think we are getting some pleasure from this.”

The racket thuds onto my ass again. “Two, thank you, Reuben.”

“Well, Lucy, why do you need to thank Reuben?” asks Stacy. “You may answer me and you may take the banana away from your lips. Though its been interesting watch you try to talk with it in your lips. Pass it to Reuben. There's a good little girl!"

'What do I say? If I say the wrong thing I’ll be hit even more. And I’m so sore now as it is', I think, then aloud “I suppose for teaching me that I must obey you Stacy”.

“Well done. You show some promise after all. You are learning –not very fast mind you, but a definite improvement.”

“Arrrrrrrgh.. that hurt! Umm, three.. thank you, Reuben” I say through clenched teeth as the racket whacks my ass again.

“Its meant to, as they say: ‘no gain without pain’. It will make you a better girl, you know,” tells Reuben.

“But you’ve only partly answered my question. What do you need to thank Reuben for?” interrupts my cousin.

'Oh God! What do I say to Stacy now?' I wonder. 'If only the roles were reversed…I’d have fun with her.. I’d have her squirming but I’d not be as nasty as she is.'

My body jerks as Reuben lands the hardest blow yet on my ass. My tears are **** me. “Four, thank you, Reuben… Um I guess I am being taught to be punctual, Stacy, for you said I was too slow in doing what you told me.”

“I despair of you, cousin of mine. You’ve already correctly told me that you are learning that you need to obey me. So that’s dealt with. What else is there? Truly, you are so thick.”

My mind reels I try to think what else I can say, but the pain is really getting to me now. My ass feels as if it's on fire and …"Ohhh.. argggh, five, thank you, Reuben.”

“Reuben, sweetie, don’t get too carried away. I don’t want Lucy’s customers to complain you have damaged the merchandise.” Stacy turns to me. “Come on, answer the question please, Lucy.”

I see her hand again stroking her pussy. She swings round so she can show this to my customers too.

“Ummm, Reuben is helping me to make my customers happy, perhaps?”

“Oh dear, you silly girl, didn’t anyone teach you logic? You are being punished and yes, your customers chose this method, but the question you need to answer is why are you being punished.”

“But Stacey, you said earlier that…Ouch! Six, thank you, Reuben.” At least that one wasn’t quite as hard as the last few.

“Don’t argue with me or we may have to arrange more punishment yet”

“But this is so unfair. Stacy please tell me what you want and I’ll do it. I’m begging you please, cousin, please!” I look at Stacy. my face a mess with swollen eyes, tear stained cheeks. I think 'How long will this **** continue, I am so sore. She’s just about crushed me. I feel like something chewed up and spat out. All I care about is stopping Reuben from hitting me again.'

He does so, another hard one. “Shit, arrgh. Thank you, Reuben”

“How many?” He asks. “Surely you don’t want more now.”

“Seven, Reuben, thank you.”

“Well, cousin, the other reason for your punishment is for drooling at Reuben. Yes, he is good looking and yes I can assure you he is as good in bed as he looks but you can't stare at men with lust like that. It is bad manners and it's no good for Reuben’s personality. You don’t want him to get too swollen a head!”

'How smug Stacy looks there as she’s sliding her finger in and out of her hole. Not even I did that on cam…well not that obviously and I never went on cam when people were in the room… and she calls me a slut!' I twist my head to look at Reuben just as he brings the racket down again but this time it's no more then a tap. “Eight, thank you, Reuben” Tap or more, my ass is so sore it still stings.

Reuben seems to wink at me as he lands another light tap. “Nine, Reuben, thank you. And thank you Stacy for teaching me what I should do.”

“I believe we may have housetrained our little slut pet, Reuben dearheart!” coos Stacy.

“Ten! thank you Reuben!” Oh thank God its over. But what do they want now?