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"Good," Laura said firmly. "Alright, I'm headed home. You guys, uh, let me know if you need me."
Laura slipped into her boots and out of the apartment in an embarrassed rush.
"The night air will cool her ass off," Bailey observed.
"Probably," Kent asked. "What about you?"
"I'm fine."
A short pause followed, in which two people maintained perfectly natural expressions on their faces.
"Yeah?" Kent asked again.
"Yeah," Bailey said as she stood up and looked down on him. "Good night, Kent."
"Good night, Bailey."
In a swish of emerald green skirt, Bailey left the room, closing the door behind her.
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Back in her own room, Bailey dropped the skirt and went to sit on her bed. Facing the mirror, she rolled on her back as she had for the last set of spankings.
I should have made him come in here, she thought, then I could have watched it in the mirror.
But she'd had way too much enthusiasm to wait any longer.
At least now she could see how she looked, with her panties tucked so tightly between her cheeks, and her ass so red everywhere. Unlike Laura, she savoured the feeling of her mistreated flesh taking on her weight. An ice pack would have ruined that.
Examining her rear in the mirror, she went over the nights high points.
She'd beat Laura at hide and seek, and the part where she'd narrowly avoided him in the laundry room had gone perfectly. She'd even lifted Laura's skirt up, holding it out of the way while Kent took an extra shot at her.
Delicious.
And then stacking herself on top of Laura, stretching her muscles out as far as she could so her body wouldn't have any give when he spanked her?
Perfect.
She had worried for a moment that Kent might accept Laura's request to choose which cheek to strike.
He has to know that deals like that come with a cost. It's only fair. We have rules.
They'd done that right.
Bailey rolled over on her back and jammed the hard corner of her pillow into her crotch. Catching Laura in a miscount had worked out, too. And when she saw the look on Kent's face, she knew she had to do the same thing.
She regretted only a little that Laura had caught her out. How much better to have Kent enforce the rule, demand an extra shot at her poor cheeks.
And, once again, he'd surprised her at the end by pounding at her right cheek instead of just hammering at the left.
An artist instead of a brute, she thought, he wanted symmetry.
Bailey imagine her flesh as a canvas, painted by her roommate's hand. What else might he want to do? That brought thoughts to he mind of how he might use the wooden spoon on her again. How would that look?
Her body raced ahead of her mind and she let out a moan of ecstasy as the pillow finally did its job on her clitoris, and the body racking seizures of her orgasm took her away.
Author's note:
Bae was the least sure about this chapter as she's ever been, especially the hide-and-seek part, so your input on this one would be most welcome.
Thank you,
@XavierTorch
- COMMENTS
xtorchalmost 4 years agoAuthor... I enjoy reading your feedback. It's good to hear that this little game worked well with the story and didn't break the characters.
Cheers,
@XavierTorch
Zep_fanalmost 4 years agoThe hide & seek portion, brought a beautiful air of playfulness. We'll written & very smooth. Bringing in the hunter/ed aspect to the overall story. The entire threads has sofar, brought a new sense of adventure with my wife & I, and the hunting makes me want to elevate to a special occasion.
Cheers!
Alarickover 4 years agoThe game gave it a little spicy twist. Since the whole story is ultimately a game of discovery between Kent and Bailey it is fitting to add to the fun. Competition between the girls, so far, for Kent’s attention just inspired Bailey to be more daring. The element of both Kent and Bailey discovering their limits, though slowly enough to be believable with two people so unsure of what it means is one of my favorite things about this.
