Tanya wins

Thwack.

Mitchell grunted and seethed, his hands clenched in shame.

Thwack.

Tanya twisted and turned, her face contorting under the humiliating treatment.

Thwack.

Thwack.

Thwack.

"I'm a big sissy! I'm a big sissy! Please, I'm a big sissy!"

Tanya gasped, and twisted her head.

Mitchell's face was a picture of picture of shock at what he'd just done. Caught up in the moment, and with the last blow still ringing in his ears and flashing through his body, he'd just blurted it out without even thinking.

From where he was standing, next to the machine, with a perfect view of their bright red bottoms, the host casually leaned over and flicked a switch. The machine fell dead.

"No..." Mitchell said, realizing too late what he'd said purely out of instinct, "No, I take it back. Start up the machine. I'm not a big sissy!"

Rachel walked over, slowly, her heel strikes echoing around the full yet silent room. Behind her, Mitchell could see the amused looks of the club goers. Even in the strange red-tinged light, he could read in their faces the sense of failure that he felt for not having even survived six spanks for the spanking machine. For caving in, and losing to his girlfriend, in such a short, shameful, humiliating brief amount of time.

"I didn't mean it..." Mitchell blabbed, shaking his head, "turn it back on!"

Rachel shook her head, as she came face to face with the shamed boyfriend.

"Sorry Mitchell, but I think you just told everyone here the big old truth. You..." Rachel ran a finger gently over his face, "... are a big...", taking his chin in her hands, and lifting his face slightly so she had perfect eye contact, "... sissy!"

"No, I..."

Rachel let go of his face, and marched over to Tanya.

"Well, congratulations Tanya." Rachel gave her a strange look. The sheer contempt and boiling hatred that she normally looked at her with was oddly gone, and replaced by something that could also be mistaken for pride. "You won, and to the victor the spoils."

She nodded her head at the host, who promptly began to undo their restraints, while finally an appreciative round of applause wafted up from the assembled audience. Somehow, that embarrassed Mitchell even more.

"So, I'll give you a day or two to consider who you want..." Rachel didn't get to finish her sentence before Tanya interrupted.

"Me. I'll take the final humiliation. It'll be me."

Rachel paused, looked at her hard, and then shrugged. "Okay then." She said, simply. "Tanya it is."

Beside them, Mitchell hung his head in utter defeat.