Yes--it's her turn!

"Trevor!"

He jumps at the change in your tone.

"Our friend has been here all this time, and you haven't offered her a proper welcome. How do we kiss our betters?"

Trevor blushes and crawls over to Jenny. He looks at her expectantly.

"You may speak, pet."

"Miss, may...may I please kiss your beautiful feet?"

Jenny starts. Without saying anything, she inclines her head ever so slightly.

After a gentle peck on her pump, Trevor gently removes it and begins a much more thorough job on her now bare foot.

You watch with amusement as he takes her big toe completely in his mouth and then contorts his head to lick up her instep. You can see Jenny trying to control her breath at the feeling.

"Very nice, my dear. But I still think Jenny deserves a bit of, well, recompense, for your inexcusable laxness with her. Assume your punishment position."

The coffee table is of course perfectly positioned to hold Trevor on his hands and knees, bare bottom enticingly exposed for Jenny's inspection.

Jenny starts to protest: "Oh, but he's been very good, really..."

"I can't have him getting above himself and mistreating my friends, can I? Now, hand or paddle?"

Jenny looks confused.

"If it's your first time, there's nothing quite so innocent and yet naughty as a bare-handed spanking."

Trevor clearly thinks that Jenny is too much of a newbie to be worried about. His expression is, if not calm, at least slightly amused.

"SMACK!"

Jenny may not have a lot of experience with naked subbie boys, but her upper body strength is excellent. Trevor's expression instantly becomes one of shock.

"SMACK!"

This time, Jenny gets a nice moan out of him.

"Count, silly, or they don't..." You laugh as you tell him.

Trevor's training is enough that Jenny doesn't quite get him to cry. But he is a sore and whimpering mess by the end.

"Well, now that that's done, don't you think he should thank you for taking such good care of him?"

Jenny still isn't getting it.

"I'll leave you two to it--wearing a skirt was a good choice, Jenny--just slip out of those nice pink panties you've been flashing us with all night."

Jenny blushes, but as you walk away, you see her slipping them off her long legs. Trevor is kneeling on his reddened bottom, eyes down.

When the moans stop, you saunter back in the room, but, to your surprise, only your pet is there, still kneeling obediently.

Your fear is that Jenny will be too embarrassed to talk to you again, but the next morning you get a text:

"Thanks love--an eye-opening evening."

You and Jenny see each other now and again over the next few months, but she never eludes to the evening with your pet. Then she invites you to dinner at her place.

"...Oh, and bring your little pet, please."

Just for fun, you make Trevor strip before knocking on her door.

It is opened by a six-foot three inch man, whose absolutely superb body is accentuated by being completely nude save for a black leather collar.

"Meet Steve--and thank you for the inspiration." Jenny's tone is far more authoritative that you remember.

As Steve closes the door, you look at Trevor, an evil grin creeping to your lips.

"Pet, I think you should welcome Steve to our little friendship group. Kneel!"

Trevor falls to his kneels, mouth inches from Steve's long, thick cock.