It wasn’t my fault at all! So this boy at the pool, the Y, was talking with me about how everyone shaves their parts and i said I didn’t and he didn’t believe me so i pulled my swimsuit bottom out…just a little bit, a couple of measly inches…and let him peek in, just enough to see i did so have hair! I didn’t let him finger my hole or anything. It was just a quick peek. Shut him up too!

But Brewster saw and he said my body was his to decide who looked and who touched. He got all quiet and said we had to go.

I was really nervous on the ride home and sure enough when we got inside i had to take my swimsuit off and stand naked in the middle of the downstairs playroom with my hands on my head while B lectured me on proper deportment.

I could feel little juices of anticipation dribbling down my thighs. Tiny droplets of pussy tears dampening the hairs under my slit.

After awhile, B got tired of lecturing me and rolled out the spanking horse.

We haven’t needed that for a while because i have learned to maintain a position while being spanked. I did put B on the horse once when it was my birthday and he said i could have him however i wanted. But more about that later if you want to know.

So the actual spanking took awhile. You probably don’t want to hear about that.

Okay so i have to climb up on the horse and get all bent over it with my hands and feet hanging down and my derrière up in the air. I told Brewster he didn’t need to use the straps but he didn’t say anything and just did them up. I could just lift my head enough to see myself in the mirror wall. My hair was kinda wild. I could see Brew standing at the back wall looking over the implements hanging there. He had removed his shirt. He turned around and caught my eye in the mirror. I looked down quickly, but not quickly enough. I sensed him walking over and standing behind me. My ass was in the air, my legs spread and my entrances were open for viewing. I arched my hips to show him I didn’t care what he saw. I felt him move in closer. I could feel his warm breath rustle my pubic hairs. He blew a stream of air directly onto my asshole and then, right in the center, the quickest of kisses. Just the faintest touch of sphincters and then,

SMACK!

A stinging emerged on both buttocks. My eyes opened wide with surprise. The twin blooms of sharp sensation seemed to come together and vibrate right on my already aroused anus. I almost had an orgasm.

Brewster had something in mind for me besides an early orgasm tho.

He got up and stood beside me. then he rested his right hand on my left buttock announced his intention.

“Twenty.”

I start to count. One sir. Two sir. Three sir. When I got to20 sir, we just kept going. 21 sir. 25 sir. 30 sir. On 30, he paused.

There was a lot of heavy breathing going on. My eyes were big as saucers and my butt looked like a baboons butt. Bright red. Singing.

It took a moment for my brain to quiet down enough to wonder if we were done. That is if Brewster would not stick his cock and the whole of his choice and stroke on me until he released his tensions or if there are more strokes of a different sort of in my future.

Brewster walked over to the display wall and selected a leather slapper. I guess my question was answered. He paced back-and-forth behind me stopping occasionally to inspect his work. he kept my ass and felt the heat with his hand. He was not satisfied. Standing directly behind me he began to apply the slapper. First one side than the other. I counted along. We did 10 on each side and he stopped again.

“Surely we are done now” I wondered and in spite of the pain I began to twitch my bottom provocatively.

” stop that” Brewster said and popped me a good one on the left side.

Then Brewster went in the other room. I could hear him talking quietly.

After a minute he came back in chuckling to himself. “You are in for a surprise” he told me.

I didn’t know what he meant. I was just laying there on my spanking horse completely naked. My bright red ass high in the air. My pussy exposed to lips parted. My anus twitching and engorged with the rush of blood from the spanking, when the doorbell rang.

I wondered B would just wait until they went away, but instead he quickly released all the straps and said: “get up”.

Standing up made everything sting more, but B was in a hurry and hustled me up the stairs and into the kitchen where he told me to wait in the position which meant with my hands on my head.

As soon as he left the room, closing the door behind him, i cheated and used my hands to rub my red bottom. It was HOT. This was so UNFAIR! I got some lotion from by the sink and rubbed that on my glowing buttocks. I was listening carefully too so i heard the door open and B say: Dirk, Dawn, come on in.

Dirk and Dawn are our neighbors across the street. Dirk has a porn star name so naturally i all the time check his package out when i see him and sometimes it looks quite interesting. Both of them are quite a bit younger than us. In their fifties probably. Dawn is a real blond. You can tell without seeing her pussy because she has steaks of gray. She has the big bobbies too. And big boobies mean big ass. I could imagine D and D walking to the couch and B ogling Dawn’s ass as she walked.

So UNFAIR! Why does he get to ogled ass and I cannot show pubic hair?

“What can i get you to drink.”

When B came back in the kitchen I made sure i was in the exact spot and position he left me in. I sure hoped the lotion was all rubbed in, butt he didn’t even check. He just got a white wine and two beers and left.

After a bunch of thank you’s and slurping, Brew got to the point.

“The reason I asked you over here is to help Emma and I resolve a little dispute. Earlier today, at the pool, i caught Emma letting a man peek down her swimsuit bottom at her pussy hair. What would you do, Dirk, if you saw Dawn do something like that?”

“Do you want to answer that Dawn?”

Dawn squirmed in her seat. “I guess I would get a pretty good spanking.”

“Darn right.”

“How many swats” Brewster asked.

“Ten” said Dawn.

“A hundred,” said Dirk.

I found out later that Dirk and B had had a few beers together a couple of days ago and had discussed wifely discipline so B knew whose side Dirk would be on.

NO FAIR.

“Well,” said B, “she has had fifty so guess we need fifty more.

“Wow” said D. ” I bet her ass is red.”

“It’s getting there. Would you like to see?”

D and D were quiet and looked in each others eyes for a second. Then Dawn said, “show us the bunz!” Then she giggled and laid her right hand on Dirk’s swelling crotch. (That’s what D told me later.)

It was no surprise then when Brewster called me in.

Stevie i wish you had been there to be my protector.

Would you have saved me?

I marched in with my head held high and my perky little titties pointing straight ahead (i’m so glad I don’t have saggers).

I watched our neighbors’s faces carefully as they looked on my nakedness. They were both staring at my pussy. Dirk ‘parted his lips just enough for his tongue to flick out and touch his lips. Dawn’s eyes got bigger and then she harbored the ghost of a smile. I saw Dawn’s hand begin contracting gently around Dirk’s bulge.

“Turn around.”

It was quiet for a second before Dirk said, “impressive but i see some areas that could advantage from additional work.”

“Bend over.” So i did.

“Back up so they can get a closer look.”

What could i do? I waddled back a couple of steps.

“Closer.” D and D had put their heads together and they were practically touching my anal spread before Brewster was happy. I could feel their breath cum short and sharp on my sensitive hairs. I worried that i smelled bad. But then i heard a zipper and some clothes rustling and then i smelled the pheromones coming off of Dirk’s cock. I have a great nose for pheromones. So I did a couple of jiggles for them and winked my anus. Dawn laughed and then she did something unexpected. She leaned forward and kissed my rosebud!

Well, everyone agreed it was time to take the party downstairs to the playroom. As we walked through the hallway to the stairs Brewster remarked casually that things were liable to get pretty messy and it was too bad we couldn’t have the housekeeper clean up that part of the house.

“Emmm, well, I might know someone who could solve that issue for us,” said Dawn.

” And who is that?” Said Dirk as he turned and gave Dawn some side eye.

” Just some guy I’ve been texting with on that swinger site,” said Dawn with a giggle. ” he wants to be my slave. He said all he wants is to come over and wash the kitchen floor. I’m pretty sure he’s after my pussy but I’d certainly get a clean floor out of it first. I could text him.”

” are you saying you want a strange guy to come in here and fuck everybody?” Asked a increasingly defensive Dirk.

“No, silly. I am saying we could have him come in and clean the whole place up and bring us food and toys and whatever we wanted. We could dress him up and put our feet on him. If somebody wanted something then that’s something we could decide later.”

The whole wandering party had come to a stop at the head of the stairs. First there was Brewster, dressed only in flowing black pajama bottoms. He had taken his shirt off and changed to loose fitting pants before he began working on my bottom. He was turned around to face back down the hall. Then Dirk with his cock still hanging out of his unzipped jeans but not standing quite as proudly at the moment. Then Dawn completely dressed but with a nakedness in her face about what she wanted, and finally me, my rosy bottom for once not the center of attention. Everyone’s eyes were flicking back-and-forth and there was tension in the air as each wondered if everyone else was as perverted as they were. Slowly, smiles emerged all around. Dawn reached in her back jean pocket and took out her phone. She made a couple dozen quick keystrokes and then smiled again.

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As I descended the stairs, the perfume of sweat, musk and anticipation of events to cum hung heavily in the air like a blue cloud of sex.

I was watching Dirk carefully. I figured we would probably pair off soon and Dirk’s cock would be probing to find my hairy wet slit. I was imagining him taking me in various ways. Would he be traditional and start in missionary with a lot of kissing or would he just toss me onto my knees and take me up the ass? (Thats my favorite in case you didn’t know.)

B had a different idea tho and he declared it was time to finish my spanking.

“What” I said. “No, no. I’ve had enough spanking. It wasn’t fair in the first place and my ass is already red! If anyone gets a spanking it’s you for cooking this whole thing up with Dirk and not telling me.”

Brew just smiled tho and taking me by the elbow led me to the king-sized bed in the center of the room. One of my jobs is to make sure it always has fresh sheets on it and today i was glad it did. I’m pretty liberated, but a girl still doesn’t want another girl to think she is a bad housekeeper.

Brew put me face down in the center of the bed. They all stood around looking at my body for a second, then I heard Brew slip his pants off joining me in nakedness. B’s cock was half erect. It is long and straight but the girth is a bit less than average. I would never say that to him of course and he will never read this because he doesn’t know I am writing it. His body is largely hairless except for a full patch of greying pubes. He is slim but well muscled and he has the cutest ass I have ever seen.

I was face down on the bed, but I could turn my head enough to see D and D out of one eye. Dirk had that canary eating cat smile and his boner was coming back, his cock bouncing a little and growing as i watched. I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like he was staring at B’s meat. Could he have a bi side?

Dawn was still fully dressed.

I was wanting to see her body. Her skin and crevasses. Her hair and hairy holes (I hoped.) Brewster wants to see everyone naked all the time so I know he was wishing she would shed too, but no luck. She climbed up on the bed in her jeans and white button down shirt. Her eyes were large as saucers tho and her breath was shallow and quick. As she took her position on the bed i was able to touch her foot with the side of my fingers and she didn’t move away.

So Dawn was on my right, Brew on my left and Dirk was behind me spreading my legs apart. Because he was behind me, I couldn’t see his cock, which I planned to study carefully later.

butt…he could see right up into my crotch and, the first time he actually touched me, he spread my pussy lips apart with two fingers and I knew he could he could see inside of me. He could see my pee hole!

I am an exhibitionist. I get mega turned just by having my body looked at. If i had a dream job it would be to stick my crack out the window and have people pay me to look at it. I imagine a long line waiting their turn to examine my private hairs and wrinkles. Mmmmmmmm.

So, I couldn’t help it if i got wet and dribbled.

“Fifty” declared Brewster and the round robin began.

Now I ain’t kidding you, my ass was already bright red and the hiatus hadn’t done anything but give the cells of my hinnie more time to feel more outraged and aggrieved, so the sensation was almost immediately overpowering. This wasn’t a game to me, butt they were having fun and putting some snap into the swats.

I stopped feeling the individual strikes. It began to blend together into a large round ball of sensation that I could crawl inside of. A smack on the left side would travel up the neural pathways thru my left nipple to my brain then down the right nipple, into the depths of my cunt and then reverberate around and around in my rectum. Dawn reached under and took my nipple between her thumb and forefinger. It was like she knew.

The circle of sensation left pain behind and became all encompassing. Body and brain. Dirk told me later that my hips were arching like I was riding a horse and that watching my vage snap open and shut was one of the great sec thrills of his life. (Blush.)

I tell you i entered another universe.

A tornado was screaming in my ears.

A red blackness was all i saw.

The circles of feelings.

My ass pounding up and down.

My rectum like a bell jar trapping and resonating the growing glowing, screaming, coalescing point of overpowering connection to the universe.

I began to cum.

It was an orgasm like rolling thunder.

I was totally present but I had left my animal awareness behind.

I was a beast of the now.

Liquid poured from my cunt.

I squirted on Dirk.

The paddling was over but the recovery was going to take a minute. Haha. So it was okay that after everyone but me had settled down that the door bell rang again.

I didn’t hear it. My ears were still ringing. It probably took twenty minutes for me to open my eyes. Seriously. I remember noticing voices and having them drift away again.

The first real thing of this world that made sense to me was when I felt a cool hand rubbing soothing liquid on my buttocks.

When I turned my head and opened one eye to see who was showing me this kindness, it was a figure in a black hood and cape that I didn’t recognize.

A lot of things were different. The lighting had changed. It was all candlelight now. No one else was on the bed. They were all in the lounge corner sitting on the sectionals and they had drinks and snacks and soft music was playing.

I looked again at the person who was rubbing lotion into my bottom. I saw it was aloe vera.

A man. Youngish. Certainly for me. Wearing street clothes and a cape with a bag over his head. He felt me move and hesitated leaving his hands on my ass.

“That’s enough slave boy,” i heard Dawn say.

Slave boy took his hands off my ass and got down off the bed and onto the floor on his hands and knees. He kept his head down even though he couldn’t see anything out of the bag anyway.

” Look who’s back,” said Dawn to me. “Come join us little spanky butt girl.”

The boys laughed merrily. I got down off the bed the first movement of my leg hurt like lightning but I pushed through and soon started to limber up. I walked over and looked down at the three of them. They were sitting boy boy girl, with Brewster in the middle. Unusual. The boys of course were naked but Dawn still had her jeans on. She had taken her top off which revealed a lacy black bra with the nipples cut out. She must’ve changed into that just before they came over. Her nipples were pale. Light brownish pink. large. Filling the entire cut out and a little more. They were the nipples of a strawberry blonde.

It occurred to me that I was focusing more on Dawn’s nipples than on Dirks cock so I went over and stood next to him.

” Have a seat” said Brewster with a snicker.

I stuck my tongue out at him. I knew there was no way I was going to get any more spankings for a while so I could do anything I wanted to! And I wanted to get acquainted with Dirk’s cock for one thing.

But, I guess that’s the end of the Unfair Spanking story so I probably should end this story right here. Don’t want to bore you with too much detail. You can probably imagine what happened after this anyway. Well maybe you cannot. Maybe there are some pretty serious twists and turns that happened in the midst of the poking and sucking and the slave boy doing as he was told.