The morning after

When morning came, Carson Carson and the others met in the mansion's entrance hall. Kelly hung off of his arm. She smiled at Alex, who was chatting with the two blonde twins. Her husband, James, and Sydney, Penny, and Ellie soon appeared.

"Morning everyone," Carson said with a smile.

"Morning," everyone said together, with the twins, Sydney, and Ellie adding "Master."

"I trust Kelly was well-behaved?" James asked eyeing his wife as she moved to his side.

"Yes, and she was worth every penny as promised," Carson answered with a smile and nodded at Kelly.

"Good, with the amount of money you donated for her, well, I'd probably have to send her off for punishment otherwise."

"Too bad," Penny said before all eyes turned toward her. "Punishing Kelly always seems to make Mistress very horny," she added with a shrug.

"That'll be enough," Alex said sternly as she gave her **** a hard swat on her ass.

"Sorry, Mistress," Penny muttered as she lowered her head in shame.

"I'm glad you're all here," James said smiling at his daughter, Carson, and their collective slaves. "Since you're all going to L.A., we thought we would send you back together in a private plane." As he was saying this, a woman with long dark hair walked up to them. "Ah, Justine, perfect timing," he said greeting the woman. "This is Justine, she'll be your pilot."

"Good morning everyone," Justine said with a bright smile. "If you'll please follow me to the jeeps outside, We'll go to the airstrip and you'll be back home by the late afternoon."

"What about our things?" Josslyn asked, voicing the question in the entire group's minds.

"Already being loaded."

A short, ride later and they were all surprised when they came to a large flat area with a private airfield taking up the space. "I had no idea this was even here," Alex said with a slight laugh.

"One of the club's little secrets," Justine said with a smile as she got out of the jeep they were in. When Carson and Alex exited the jeep they looked back at the second and saw their slaves getting out of the second. "Come on, just a short flight and you'll all be back home.

As the group flew they shared their experiences from the night before. Penny had been tied, teased, and denied by a petite Asian woman she boasted rivaled Alex's skill at pushing her right to the edge only to deny her release. As for Ellie, she had spent her night with an older gentleman with thick graying hair and an equally thick and bushy mustache. He delighted in being called "Daddy" while dressing her in a white and pink dress much more suited for a little girl than a full-grown woman.

"Well, looks like we'll be landing soon," Carson said as he indicated to the screen that showed their position on a scrolling map. "Guess we all got carried away talking about our nights."

"True," Alex agreed. "Thanks again for your number."

"Oh no, thank you for yours," Carson asked with a smile. "Dinner next Friday at my place then?"

"I'd enjoy that, should I bring Penny?"

"Of course, she and my girls could have some fun together. Or of course, we all could."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Alex said with a beaming smile.

About an hour later, Carson and his girls were returned to his estate courtesy of a limo provided by The Paradise Club. He was both surprised and surprised to see that the stable, corral, and track, he had arranged for Josslyn was well underway. When one of the crew members working on the project saw him, he quickly tapped another worker that was supervising the project on the shoulder. The supervisor wore a pink helmet over her white one. The first worker pointed at him and the supervisor turned, looked, and began to walk over to him Her long brown hair billowing gently in the soft breeze as she.

"What is all this?" Kennedy asked.

"For Josslyn's, or should I say Buttercup's pony training," He answered. "And Kennedy for failing to address me properly, you can expect a punishment."

"Yes, Master," Kennedy said bowing her head.

"All this is for me?" Josslyn asked in shock. "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome," he said smiling at her.

"Mister Henning?" the woman asked as she held out her hand.

"Carson, please," he replied shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Carson. I'm Rachel Mactavish, the project on your pony girl's stable."

"Nice to meet you. Looks like everything is coming along quickly."

"Oh, yes," she said nodding her head. "The club believes in accommodating members as quickly as possible. The stable will be done by this time tomorrow, the corral by the end of the day, and the track within a couple of days I should think."

"Well, thank you," Carson said in an impressed tone.

"You are most welcome Carson."

"If you'll excuse me, Rachel," Carson said, before turning his attention to Kennedy. "One of my girls needs some disciplining."

"Of course," Rachel said with a smile and shooting an amused glance at Kennedy.

"Kennedy, I want you to strip, head to the dungeon, and wait for me to come and punish you."

"Yes, Master," she said with a slightly shaky voice as she began to walk off.

"Where do you think you're going?" Carson asked in a stern tone.

"To the dungeon like you said, Master."

"I told you to strip and go to the dungeon."

"'Strip?' Here?"

"Yes right here, and be quick about it."

"Yes, Master," Kennedy replied before quickly removing all of her clothes and giving them to Josslyn. The naked blonde quickly made her way inside, and down to the dungeon. Not wanting to make matters worse for her, she knelt down on the ground, placed her hands behind her back, and bowed her head as she wondered what sort of punishment she would get for forgetting to address her master properly.

What punishment will Kennedy receive? Will she have to ask for and take a spanking from each of her fellow slaves before Carson spanks her? Will she be placed in chastity for a week, and be required to eat the pussy of her fellow slaves whenever they wish? Will Kennedy be edged until she begs for an orgasm? Answer in comments.

A) Spanked by everyone

B) A week of chastity and pussy eating

C) Edged

D) Something else. What?