Spanking

Jessica was about to take the free use offer and let herself out of the reunion, but then she thought about some of the friends she'd meet at the reunion ... and then she thought about the boys in high school that never washed themselves, and having all their cum around her in the bathroom if she got caught ...

"Fine, let's do the spanking," Jessica conceded, "but let's make it quick."

"Excellent," Mallory beamed, texting her assistant to take care of the arrivals for the next ten minutes, "on my lap, please."

Jessica sighed and assumed the position, Mallory being fast while keeping count of each strike on each cheek ... no easy feat for Jessica's large buns that jiggled much to her delight.

Over the course of a few minutes, Jessica's ruddy cheeks began to turn first dark pink then beet red. Soon enough, Mallory had given each cheek its thirty whacks and motioned for Jessica to stand up in front of a mirror in the room while she showed her her new butt behind her.

Jessica gasped, horrified at how obvious it was that she had been spanked, which was an even worse feeling than the residual stings she felt. Mallory grabbed her left hand and put it two inches from her cheeks, and she could feel the heat radiated from her steamed (well, really grilled) buns.

"Now that that's over with," Mallory led her out of the room, "let me show you to the reunion."

As Mallory led her down the hall to the party, Jessica was debating in her head whether she wanted there to be seating or not.