The offended party, of course

“Since you are the offended party, I’d ask you to administer the 10 swats,” Nika explained to Vyki.

Turning his head back in panic, Colin saw Vyki holding the spoon and genuine fear actually passed over him knowing how much **** Paul actually could put behind it from when he coached their little league team.

“Umm, I don’t think...” Vyki said cautiously.

“I’m here to observe,” Nika said, “I will make sure you keep it safe.”

“Yes, but I’m sure...” Vyki said trying to hand the wooden implement back.

Nika fiercely moves directly into Vyki’s face, “I know this may be a hard concept for your bottom based brain, but he needs this resolution from you. So, pull up your non-existent big girl panties, slut, and show him he was wrong.”

So many insults shoved into such short directions left Vyki’s mind in a fluster as she felt compelled to step towards the bare bottomed boy. Looking back to Molly who only shrugged and cringe not knowing another way out, Vyki turned back to Nika who said, “Do it!!”

Vyki jumped at the alert and turned back to his bare cheeks and swung the spoon as if swatting a fly barely smacking Colin’s flesh.

The weak showing and timid swing from someone he knew had strength garnered an uncontrolled chuckle from Colin.

“Are you going to just stand there and let him laugh at you?? Let him use you like some free use sex toy?? Or are you going to show him that is unacceptable behavior and punish him for it?!?” Nika practically growled at the timid woman.

Frustrated at being seen as a joke or timid, Vyki pulls back her arm and lets a full swing fly.

“Better, but make sure you keep it near the center of flesh,” Nika critiqued.

Annoyed that she wasn’t concentrating enough to aim, Vyki pulled back and focusing on his fleshy mounds delivered a shot dead center earning a small whimper from Colin.

“Getting there,” Nika stated, “but obviously he still thinks its practice swings since he’s not counting. For real this time.”

Vyki well aware of what she was doing, quickly pulled back and swung again before he could form the reply. Landing a solid hit, Colin cried out, “4, Mistress.”

“Now, dimwit you know that’s not how it works with me, how would it be any different with my guests. Start over at the beginning,” Nika admonished the boy. She the grasped Vyki s arm as she raised it holding Vyki’s back swing so she could add, “and I’m not the one administering it so you shouldn’t be addressing me, boy.”

Releasing Vyki’s hand and giving her a silent nod, Nika let the punishment resume. Or at least begin.

The solid smack from the slotted wood grasping the soft flesh as quickly followed by a, “1, Ms. Vyki.”

“Maybe you aren’t as slow as your father,” quipped Nika at Colin’s reply.

Pulling back again, Vyki let another swing land fully. She was taking a moment to recover as she was still unused to swinging with this added momentum moving on her chest but came back quickly and followed with a quick 3 & 4 to Colin’s ass.

Colin responded as expected but couldn’t help the yawn that followed the 4th measured hit.

“Obviously he’s bored, Vyki dear,” Nika responded devilishly, “is that all you’ve got.”

Pulling back with both hands, Vyki pulled the wood through smacking squarely on the flesh target before her a familiar reverberation running through her body as memories of spanking and paddling sessions over the years ran through her mind.

“Ow!” Colin yelped before catching himself, “6, Ms. Vyki.”

Switching sides, Vyki pulls back with a good swat landing in his cheek, feeling an exhilarated rush run through her body as the **** seems to spread through her body from her loins.

“Shit!” Colin yelps out not expecting the other cheek and whimpers out, “8, Ms. Vyki.”

Walking up behind her pink shrouded suspect, Vyki gently rubs the tender pink flesh as a way to reset the nerve endings and sensations before mocking, “aww... Is this too much for you, babe.”

Watching this, Molly is a flood of mixed emotions. Seeing Vyki’s familiar technique, her many times as the subject of Paul’s powerful arms going rushing through her head. But to see a certain added elegance and femininity with her twirling skirt and shift breasts riles up all sorts of conflicting yet lurid feelings. It always made her hot watching Paul work over another submissive leaving her yearning for her turn. Yet to see her Colin; a motherly side wants to protect him, a masochistic side wants to be in his spot, and a feral side wants to rush up under twirling skirt pull out the glittering gem and worship her giggling ass. Then, to watch Vyki caress his ass knowing it’s arousing and intimate touch would drive her wild in that situation only to know it means the next strike will hurt even more, she finds herself rubbing her thighs together trying for some relief.

“Stop toying with your food, and beat him, slut!” pants an impatient Nika.

“Yes, Ms. Nika,” responds Vyki as she lines back up behind the cutie in pink and lifting up her front leg as she pulls back both arms before shifting her weight forward the spoon comes cracking down on his pale soft skin with a yell as the **** bounces back through Vyki’s body sending a rousing vibration in her crotch as she fails to suppress a moan. Thankful when he groans out, “9, Ms. Vyki,” covering up her moan.

As Vyki began to pull back, she deli a pair of hands on her waist causing her to pause. “No quite so hard,” Nika whispers in Vyki’s ear. “you’re trying to get the poor boy to remember you; not hit a home run with his scrotum.”

Vyki couldn’t help but giggle at the absurd visualization of Colin on T-ball field and her ‘at bat’ hitting his balls so hard they pop out his mouth and go flying. With a goofy grin on her face, Vyki replied, “yes, Ms. Nika.”

Colin heard the giggle and turned to see his Mistress holding Vyki’s waist with Vyki having a silly smile just in time to see Vyki’s arms start coming back down with a rapid swing. He tried to turn forward again & brace himself, but the blow landed before he could prep his balance. The **** was less than the previous, but the slots of the spoon seemed to grip his skin as the giant utencil pushed into his tender flesh but kept moving as his face planted into the chair.

Worried the last hit was too hard, Vyki aimed this one to be a glancing blow, so, while it hit his ass cheek, he didn’t let the head of the spoon linger there and instead kept moving above it. However, seeing him fall forward she brought her arms up out of fear she really damaged him. This quickly set her own balance off and she started to fall backwards.

Feeling the novice girl lose her balance after missing her target, Nika enhanced her grip on the girl’s corseted waist to help keep her from falling.

Vyki felt the bracing even as her brain registered the shift in her weight, but had already moved to put her foot down and began throwing her arms down to brace herself. This all caused her body to be in a predicament of a position as her foot came crashing down to the ground, her breasts still falling from being lifted by her arms’ swing as those same arms were now spread wide. The heavy **** of her strong leg pressing into the ground but her body not moving sent a powerful vibration up her body violently moving the packs of electronics of her chest. This sent a resounding vibration deep in her core tickling and tormenting her trapped member so heavily that she let out another moan as closed her eyes as her knees weakened.

With his face buried in the chair cushion, Colin whimpered as the cool evening air tickled his stinging flesh and whined out “10, Ms. Vyki.”

Feeling the poor little slut losing herself in the new, thrilling experience, Nika held onto her waist lightly as she slinked around in front of her. Seeing the poor girl still panting as her heart was obviously racing, Nika cupped her cheek lovingly as she lightly stroked her flush skin. At the same time, she let her hand slowly travel up the girl's dress to lightly cup her breast as she found her nipple poking through the fabric. “I see you enjoyed that, little girl. There may be a touch of Domme in there after all,” as she tweaked the girl’s nipple her eyes went wide as her mouth flew open in a moan. Unable to resist the temptation, Nika gripped the back of Vyki’s neck and held her into a deep tongue-lashing kiss as she twisted, turned, and tormented her nipple.

Feeling her own excitement growing, Nika could hear the boy whimpering behind her. Breaking the kiss with the blossoming, timid girl, Nika pulled back and with her standing there in the throes of passion, she pushed her back to land on the couch next to her friend to deal with them both later.

Vyki was overwhelmed by all the sensations running through her, it was only as she was over halfway through falling that she realized her world was shifting quickly and her skirt was flying up as she panicked to try to find the floor or something behind her when she landed heavily on the couch driving the plug deeper into her ass and revving up the machines torturing her member.

Seeing her partner pant with a panicked look on her face as she sat where she fell, Molly moved in closer to Vyki to stroke her cheek feeling her own passion growing deeper inside of her from watching the very hot showing.

Feeling the warm touch of her most intimate lover, Vyki shot her head to the side as she could see the lust filled site of Molly staring back at her tenderly and moving in closer. Only to have her focus broken as she heard Nika speak to Colin, “you understand now, little man, the consequences of disrespecting someone?”

Colin couldn’t help but moan and writhe as his Mistress scraped her nails along his tender flesh. “Yes, Mistress, I understand,” he managed to vocalize as his cock pulsed against its sheath.

Knowing the shorts were too tight and coarse for his now tender flesh, Nika reached up with her high heel and pressed his shorts to the floor. “Remove those and come with me,” Nika commanded as she tenderly helped the boy stand up, “it’s time to properly thank these ladies.”

Seeing them finish up and Colin step out of his shorts, Vyki flopped her head over to Molly and whispered to her, “we need to get out of here.”