Rachel spanks Marianne

Rachel slapped Marianne hard, making her stumble, eyes wide in shock. Tearing up from the sharp pain and humiliation, the blonde could barely muster a couple of scattered words. "Rach ... what are you doing?" Marianne's voice was trembling and Mackenzie could only stare at her and Rachel, equally shocked and aroused to witness how her earlier tormentor was treated.

"I knew it!" Rachel grabbed Marianne by the hair, the blonde shaking like a rag doll as her hands flailed in a futile attempt to defend herself. "I knew you were a lying, cheating, boyfriend-stealing skank!" The reconciliation between the two turned out to be short-lived, owing to what turned out to be some deep-seated mistrust on Rachel's side. Something that not even making out drunk and punishing Mackenzie could overcome. In fact, Mackenzie's punishment turned out to be the main reason for the quarrel. Rachel was possessive, and she saw Marianne's attempt to 'steal' Mackenzie from her as yet another attempt to double cross her. Still locked in her belt and horny as fuck, Mackenzie tried to use this moment to her advantage. "Rach, I didn't want to do it ... she made me."

"I'm not done with you either!" Rachel lashed back furiously at Mackenzie, grabbing her by the hair as well, her eyes darting from the blonde to the redhead and back. Both girls shaked and whined miserably, while Rachel stood in the middle, furious. "What am I gonna do with the two of you?" The indecision didn't last long. Rachel let go of Mackenzie's hair. "You, sit." Then the brunette turned her attention to Marianne. "You, dress off!" The blonde gaped her mouth in visible shock. "But, Rachel!" "Off I said!" Rachel's voice didn't leave room for interpretation as she sat on the sofa. "Get on my lap!"

During what followed, Marianne was reduced to a sobbing heap as Rachel administered her a vicious spanking, while Mackenzie, still feeling the burn on her ass, watched helpless. Not just because she couldn't help Marianne - on the contrary, she was glad to see her friend punished this way, but because the scene was making her incredibly horny and there was nothing she could do about it. The steely, unforgiving belt, felt snug and didn't leave her many options. She had learned by now that caressing her nipples only made things worse.

So Mackenzie watched helpless as Rachel, with Marianne's blond hair balled in a fist, struck blow after blow on the crying girl's reddening ass, berating her for being a 'lying, cheating, boyfriend-stealing skank', and listened to Marianne admitting to very much the same, then begging forgiveness in the most pathetic way possible. Once that portion concluded, Rachel gestured at Mackenzie. "Come and get her." Mackenzie did as told, helping Marianne stand up. Her 'Mistress' was sobbing softly as the redhead held her in her arms.

Rachel watched the two. "Good. I believe you both have learned a lesson. But to make sure ..."