Establish expectations

“I accept your apology, and I will allow you to make amends by presenting that gorgeous ass of yours for a spanking.” Carson responded.

Brody grinned in approval as Domino loaded their bags into the back of the cart. Both of them watched as a faint blush colored Sugar’s face and she squirmed beneath their gaze.

Domino gestured to the seating, “Shall I have Sugar bend over here for her discipline or would you prefer to wait until we arrive at your suite?”

Carson glanced around, noticing that they had caught the attention of some passing attendees. The idea of spanking Sugar in front of an audience had his cock stiffening. "Here would be perfect," he replied.

Brody flicked open the snaps on Sugar’s shortalls and yanked them down. A small gasp escaped the bunnygirl’s lips as he took a seat and bent her over his lap, presenting her bare ass to Carson.

"Naughty girl, not wearing any panties," Brody chided playfully.

Sugar’s ample breasts were pressed against Brody’s crotch, which had grown harder at the prospect of watching Sugar be disciplined. A glance at Domino showed the Dalmatian was also sporting an impressive hard-on which strained against his tight jeans.

Carson ran his fingers over Sugar's soft fur. She felt like velvet, and he delighted in the way she trembled beneath his touch.

“Relax,” Brody said, petting the bunnygirl’s silky blonde locks, “it will hurt more if you tense up.”

Carson’s first slap was gentle by his usual standards but still elicited a cry from Sugar who was probably not use to such harsh treatment. Several people had stopped to watch as Carson colored the bunnygirl’s ass, making her dance and cry out. The pale skin beneath her white fur was growing noticeably pink as Carson rained down blow after blow. Brody’s hand tightened in her hair, whispering soft words of encouragement.

“I’m so sorry,” Sugar cried out, “Please, Sir, have mercy,” Carson gave her several more slaps to the ass before stepping back to admire his work.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Domino stated reverently, reaching down to adjust his bulge.

Carson helped Sugar stand, steadying her as she wobbled a bit. “There you go, all is forgiven. I know you will be more thoughtful while serving your Masters this week.”

Sugar took the cue, her voice soft as she responded. “Yes Master, thank you for your discipline.”

Carson growled in approval and helped Sugar settle herself into the cart, trapping her between Brody and himself, while Domino took his place in front. Sugar winced as her freshly beaten bottom came into contact with the firm seat, eliciting a chuckle from Brody and a grin from Carson. She squirmed between the two men, attempting to find a more comfortable position. The movement caused her breasts to bounce enticingly, and the men almost missed Domino's question.

“Where to now, Sirs?” Domino asked.