Chapter 17: Best View Ever

Continued from chapter 16:

Madison places a hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently as she meets my gaze in the mirror.

“Welcome to your new life, Sydney Smack-Bottom. Aren't you just the prettiest little thing?”

She spins me around to face her, tilting my chin up with a finger. “

Now, listen closely. Your old life is over. You belong to us now, body and soul. We will mold you, train you, and use you for our pleasure whenever and however we see fit.”

Madison's eyes glint with mischief and dark promise.

“Tonight is just the beginning, my dear. By the time we're done with you, you won't even remember what it felt like to be a man. You'll crave nothing more than serving your mistresses and playing the perfect little doll.”

I look in the mirror and take in my femininity. The lavender satin babydoll dress whispers against my skin. The pink zebra print satin panties hug my intimate areas deliciously. I am tenting the front with my diamond-hard length.

With the blonde hair cascading to my shoulders and the makeup, I look feminine, flirty, and sexy. As embarrassing as this is, I am starting to own this new side of me. The girls smile at me, seeing me wrestle with my new identity. What will they do to me next?

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Madison notices my growing arousal straining against the front of my babydoll dress and smirks wickedly.

“My, my... looks like someone is enjoying their new role a bit too much already. We can't have that, now can we?”

She turns to the others with a devilish grin.

“Girls, I think it's time we teach our little Sydney here some proper etiquette for a dolly. First lesson: a good girl never gets aroused without permission.”

“What do you think? Lauren, Erica, Prim, Anna? What should we do about our naughty little Sydney, who thinks it's fun to get aroused without permission? What do we do to naughty girls around here?”

The girls exchange mischievous glances, grinning wickedly as they consider my predicament. Lauren pipes up first, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

“Well, Madison, in my experience, naughty girls need to be punished until they learn their lesson. Perhaps we should spank Sydney’s bare bottom until she's crying for mercy?”

Erica nods enthusiastically.

“Ooh yes, and maybe tie her wrists together so she can't touch herself either. We can't have our pretty little dolly getting too excited, after all.”

Prim chimes in with a smirk.

“I like where you're going with this. How about we blindfold her too, heightening all her other senses? Then we can tease her mercilessly, bringing her right to the edge again and again until she begs us to stop.”

Anna giggles, bouncing on her heels.

“And when she begs us to stop, we make her cum. I’d like to see Sydney get a facial. I’d like to see her get milked onto her own face…”

I wish I could run, but I'm surrounded, my feet secured in these ridiculous heels. The girls crowd me, holding me fast. Small, delicate Anna sits down, smoothing her skirt, and the other four girls march me over to where she's sitting.

I'm inexorably bent over the small Asian girl's lap, and I feel her small hands flip up the hem of my dress, the breeze kissing my panty-clad bottom. Madison, Erica, Lauren, and Prim all sit on the couch across from me, smiling, watching Anna handle me this way.

Anna's small hands rub my satin-framed buttocks, patting me gently. I'm awash in shame and arousal as she handles me like this.

Madison leans forward, elbows on her knees, drinking in the sight of me draped across Anna's lap.

“Mmm, doesn't Sydney look absolutely precious like this? So helpless, so ****... I think she's really starting to embrace her new role as our plaything.”

She turns to Anna with a wicked grin.

“Go on then, sweetheart. Give our naughty little dolly the punishment she deserves. Spank that pretty bottom until it's nice and red. And don't forget to count each swat out loud for her.”

At Madison's command, Anna's small hand comes down sharply on my satin-clad rear.

SPANK!

“One!” She giggles, relishing the power she holds over me.

“This is going to be so much fun!”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Anna spanks me, and the other girls cheer her on.

Madison counts along with each stinging swat, her voice dripping with sadistic glee.

“That's it, Anna! Keep going until we reach fifty. Let's really teach this naughty girl a lesson she won't forget.”

The front of my panties grow damp with precum as the spanking continues, the satin providing delicious friction against my most sensitive areas. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes from the pain and overwhelming sensations, but I don't dare struggle or protest.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

After what feels like an eternity, Madison declares, “Fifty!”

“Great job, Anna,” she says. “Prim? Do you want a turn?”

“Why don't you trade spots with Anna and make Sydney Smack-Bottom even redder back there…”

Prim stands up eagerly, a wicked glint in her eye as she takes Anna's place. With a firm grip on my hips, she positions me further over her muscular thighs.

“Don't worry, Sydney, I'll be gentle... at first.”

SPANK!

Prim's strong hand connects with my tender flesh, the sound echoing through the room.

“One!” She alternates between my cheeks, building a steady rhythm. Madison watches intently, sipping her champagne as she savors my humiliation.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“That's right, Prim. Really put some oomph into it,” Madison encourages.

“Our little girlypop needs to learn her place.”

“Look at her squirm!” Lauren cackles, her eyes gleaming with delight. “This is the best view ever, isn’t it?”

Erica chimes in, “Just wait until we get to the fun part! I can’t wait to see her tears!”

After the first ten spanks or so, Prim stops, rubbing my bottom.

“Madison, I feel like she’s been properly warmed up. Do you mind if I bare her bottom? I'd love to feel her warm, smooth cheeks bouncing under my hand as I spank her”

Madison's eyes light up at Prim's request, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face.

“Bare her? Oh, Prim, you read my mind. I think that's an excellent idea.”

She sets her champagne flute down and rises from the couch, sauntering over to us with a predatory gleam in her eye.

“Let's do it. I want to see Sydney’s bottom go from pink to red.”

To be continued in chapter 18...