Betty will have to do it on her own

Betty was furious. Now that Jennifer was her rival, she couldn’t stand the thought of her having any authority over her but she knew Paul told her she would get to. With a last defiant stomp, she moved her way to Jennifer.

Jennifer wasn’t going to force her over her lap; she was going to make it that much harder on Betty. She was going to force her to lay herself down and accept it.

Betty saw this and knew every action so far was intended to upset her. She wasn’t going to give Jennifer the satisfaction of seeing her mad. She complied and lay down over Jennifer’s lap.

Jennifer wanted her to feel her control. She thought for a second on how she could do that. If she asked Paul to hold her arms, that wouldn’t do it. Then she had an idea.

She knew Paul would go along with it as long as it didn’t affect her spanking. �Anyone want to volunteer to hold her hands and feet.� Of course, as she expected, several male hands went up. �I’m looking for two girls, no offence.�

It just so happened there were two girls who were willing to do it who weren’t far away. They both took their positions and Jennifer once again loved the feeling of control it gave her.

�Hold her still, this is going to hurt.� Jennifer began her assault with her bare hand. She didn’t plan on going easy. She wanted Betty to know she meant every word she said and was going to keep to it.

Jennifer could feel Betty starting to squirm. �A little tighter, she’s moving up here,� she instructed the two girls.

Betty was squirming harder and harder. She didn’t like this spanking. It was pain, not pleasure. She wanted it to end. Her not even able to move her legs or her arms only added to her helplessness. Strangely, all of this was starting to arouse her further. She liked the feeling of helplessness.

Jennifer continued until her hand was sore and her palm almost as red as Betty’s bottom.

Betty’s ass was on fire and she could no longer choke back the tears. �OWWWW! Please! I’m sorry. Ouch! Please stop. Pleeeeese! You’re killing me.� She started crying more and more. �It hurts!� She tried desperately to pull her hands away but the girls were holding on too tight. Worse, the more Jennifer spanked, the more it was arousing her. She hoped Paul wouldn’t notice, she would die of embarrassment.

Finally Paul said, �Betty, are you ready to behave?�

Jennifer stopped the spanking long enough to give her a chance to answer.

�Yes, sir. Please stop.�