Watching Maryam thrash Johanna might be even more enjoyable with your cock stuffed down Amy's throat

"Put the tray on that spanking bench so you can give me my tip, Amy," you say, "and in future, don't take an interest in another girl's punishment unless you're invited to do so, or finding yourself in her place may be the least of your troubles."

"Yes, sir," the slim teenager now manages to keep her gaze fixed firmly on you, placing the drinks tray where you indicated and returning to her position without even a glance at the delightful tableau taking place just a few feet away.

The situation is highly arousing and you're sure you would enjoy some sexual stimulation whilst watching the coming intimate chastisement, but it hardly seems the done thing on a first date with another woman, causing you to hesitate, even as you see Maryam out of the corner of your eye, preparing for the first stroke. She instantly raps the cane smartly onto her date's partially parted pudenda. The impact itself is not too loud—perhaps the room is designed to absorb, rather than reverberate, the sounds of a thrashing—but if Amy were susceptible to becoming distracted, you're sure it would have been sufficient. Instead, she waits silently for your decision on the nature of the tip she must provide.

"Two extras," says the Arabic intellectual as she runs one finger along the ripening stripe upon her target's perineum and labia, "and for heavens' sake Julia, get that waitress on her knees to give your man some relief before he bursts out of his underpants."

You're not sure how she knows you're straining your fly right now, perhaps it's just an accurate assumption based upon the situation, but Julia immediately responds with a murmured "May I, Jack?"

You just nod and your colleague carefully frees your rampant manhood and lowers your garments to your ankles. Amy kneels in front of you without prompting and Julia guides you into her expectant mouth, whispering at her to keep her hands behind her back. The pretty girl initially gags a little and has difficulty accommodating your not-inconsequential girth, but Julia's hand on the back of her head pushes her forwards inexorably and soon her pert nose is pressed firmly into your pubic hair while she struggles to breathe and suppress the urge to retch.

Without warning, Maryam lashes the rod down once more, this stroke curling right along the exposed divide between Johanna's cheeks to her puckered bumhole, already bruised from the discipline you administered earlier today. The muscles in her thighs tense and the slightest tremor runs through her legs. You realize that not being able to see the cane descend must make it difficult to prepare and even this tiny movement is enough to make Maryam add "three more for that, Jo—oh!"

Your student's tongue is obviously having the desired effect, since for a few seconds the stern spanker can do nothing but moan whilst she rocks on the younger girl's face, eyes half closed and lips parted in a vacant smile of near-ecstasy. By now, Amy has grown accustomed to your prick invading her throat and begins to bob up and down, sucking earnestly, her tongue spiralling round your shaft, Julia's hand entangled in her hair providing encouragement and reassurance.

With a sigh, Maryam returns to the task in hand, giving another savage stroke which happens to slip between Johanna's nether lips and castigate the barely-visible swollen nub of her clitoris. A muffled mewl results in a delighted disciplinarian adding a further four strokes to the rapidly accumulating total and you wonder whether a climax will be the only way for the ordeal to end.

It seems Julia is also considering this possible conclusion to the spanking, because she tentatively addresses the dominant woman. "Maryam…"

"Yes, Julia?"

"Would you mind me asking what an anal orgasm is like? I've never had one, you see…"

"Oh, I would love to be able to oblige you, Julia, but I haven't either. With the proper incentive, though, I'm sure Jo will be able to achieve the desired result, if anyone can." So saying, she continues the caning, three hard strokes searing throbbing agony into welted cunt flesh and the intimate valley between spread buttocks, each one giving reason for yet more extras.

Johanna desperately pleasures her lover's arsehole, tears streaming from her eyes. Maryam gives her a brief respite whilst she inspects her handiwork and enjoys the attentions of the teenager's lingual caresses, then runs the wicked shaft back and forth over the ridges it has raised.

"Tell me Julia, do you often find yourself in young Jo's position nowadays?"

"Oh, no, I've never been in exactly that position before, with a disciplinarian actually sitting on my face."

"Well, perhaps Jack would be willing to correct that omission after I've finished," Maryam smiles mischievously.

Julia seems a little flustered and glances at you nervously whilst still expertly guiding Amy's movements upon your pulsating prick, but replies that she's sure you will give her whatever discipline she deserves, but she wouldn't want to impose by suggesting any specific method of chastisement in particular.

The brief exchange appears to have had as stimulating an effect upon the attractive woman wielding the cane as it has upon you, because she resumes the flogging once more, this time with brisk, firm smacks which, whilst not as vicious as those that went before, build up a maddening crescendo of anguish, culminating in another three merciless lashes that earn back all the extras she just used up.

Amy's ministrations are speedily stimulating you towards climax when Maryam has to take another break, gasping with lust, loins quivering as her date is wracked by silent sobs. It occurs to you that she might actually be holding back to prolong the experience, when events take over to prove that is not the case.