All Right I'll Do It Chapter 3

Chip had been in the kitchen for most of the time and when Trent came back Dave slip the lube tube out of my ass and Trent slid Mister Ebony Jim in. I did utter a little gasp having forgotten how big Mister Ebony Jim was.

Chip had been watching and now he said, "Hey, Pussy Girl forgot to do as she was told and so I think Maid Missy will need a good spanking so she doesn't forget."

Robert chimed in with a definite 'yes' saying it would also help Maid Missy become a more productive maid.

Both John and Chip wanted to give me a spanking but the men decided by playing 'odds/evens' with their fingers that's who would have the honor. Chip won and I was sent over to him. Now remember, Chip was a mechanic so his hands are calloused and strong. And although Dave was larger and tougher Chip was in the category of spanking more frightening.

Chip sat down in the chair where I had been transformed and in front of everyone I shamefully lay across his lap. He took his right leg and wrapped it around my legs and his left arm over my back holding my right wrist. My other hand helped to balance me.

The first few spanks weren't too bad. Chip had a different spanking style then Dave. He seemed to spank me with a follow through. But my ability to contemplate his stroke like a golf swing faded quickly as the heat started to build.

After he pulled my panties down a bit Trent commented, 'she really does have a sweet ass. She probably has the best looking ass of any of the senior girls."

The blows came more quickly and most were landing on my lower ass at the top of my thighs. And, like a wave crashing to shore the power of them began to bring tears to my eyes. Suddenly I was crying out loud. Sobbing. I even begged Chip to stop but he continued. I don't know how many but I was squirming to get away. Chip held me tighter and told me to 'be still.'

Each slap tended to make Mister Ebony Jim jump in my ass because of the feeling on my prostate. It was a very weird feeling, one of minor arousal versus humiliation and pain. The pain wasn't torture and it's hard for me to explain but if you've ever been spanked and you were to take that spanking and then add the humiliation of my situation you may understand what I was feeling.