The Weekend

Quickly though the gag was replaced again but not the blindfold. Mrs D went over to the spanking implement wall and got a large paddle and said to samantha "lets warm your bottom up".
She then pushed up samantha's skirt and pinned her petticoats up (remember samantha had no panties on anyway) and proceeded to spank samantha's bottom. All could be heard in the room was the thwack of the paddle and the mmmppphh from samantha's gagged mouth.
"go on darling why don't you have a go on her, try the riding crop" said Mrs D to her husband.
He didn't need another invite and got the crop and immediately thrashed samantha's now reddening bottom, it was getting warmer and the pain and the pleasure of it was getting intense. He stopped for a moment though, samantha hoping that they had finished, it appeared not as Mrs D got another crop from the wall and instructed Master to crop one cheek while she cropped the other for a full minute. samantha braced herself and then they went to work on her poor red bottom. Halfway through the minute samantha tried to move and get out of the way of the two unrelenting crops being rained on her behind and her moans were getting louder. Finally they stopped and samantha was left a heavily panting wreck and her bottom was on fire. Another drink was offered to her after they ungagged her,
"thank you Master and Mistress for thrashing me" said samantha.
Mrs D then rubbed some cold cream onto her bottom. They then sat down on the sofa behind samantha and talked about what had happened, little did samantha know what was going to happen next.

part 9 - samantha gets spit roasted

Mrs D then moved behind samantha and lubed up her dildo and felt her fingers over samantha's pussy hole, one finger, then two, then more were thrust deep inside lubricating her. With that Master came up to her mouth and pushed his large cock in her. she soon got a good rhythm going and then she felt the dildo slowly pushing inside her, she nearly forgot about Masters cock in her mouth and gasped at it going deep in her. Mrs D thrusted deeply and with a regular rhythm.
"you dirty little slut" she cried "sucking my husbands cock and letting him treat you like his bitch, I will teach you samantha to be an even better slut to me and him".