Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 131

Sarah leaned down and kissed him wholeheartedly, sticking her tongue deep into his mouth. Cradling his head in both hands, she eventually broke of the fervent attack, took a step back, stood in slave pose with her head down, and announced, "I am your devoted slut sir."

He indicated for All to take her place on his lap. At her reluctant paces forward, with her hands held behind her covering her ass, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him. She let out a sob, with terror dripping off her at the prospect of getting the same treatment she had just seen Sarah receive. Sarah didn't know for sure, but she doubted that Ali had ever been spanked.

"Tell her what she needs to know," Mr. Michaels said to Sarah while pulling her across his lap.

Sarah got on the bed so she could see All's face. "Relax. The worst thing you can do is tense. It will hurt, but it will hurt a lot less if you don't panic and stay loose. Breath and let the pain flow through you. Don't hold your breath! It makes it worse. And never try to cover your ass with your hands. If you do that and he hits your hand, it will be much worse than your ass. Relax." Sarah brushed hair out of All's face and wiped away some tears, before taking Ali's hands and pulling them to her lap so they were over Ali's head.

Mr. Michaels brought down the paddle onto Ali's tender ass, rewarded with a loud smack. Ali jumped and yelped loudly. Sarah consoled her, "That's right All. Relax. Feel the heat, but don't tighten up. And count for him."

Ali's voice hitched, but she got out a "One," before the second spank came. Sarah continued to try to comfort her with encouraging words until he got to the last two of the fifteen intended blows. They were harder and Ali turned her head down into the mattress, but still gave out a muffled count.

Finished with his spanking, he stood her up and told her to kiss him and thank him for the instruction. She did so, but she looked shaken and rubbed the tight hot skin of her ass..

Mr. Michaels stood up and ordered the girls to blow him. Sarah grabbed Ali's hands and got into a kneeling position pulling Ali down with her. While Ali looked lost and confused, Sarah grabbed his cock at the base and took several long licks before pointing it toward Ali. Ali tentatively reached forward with her tongue and did the same. Before long, they took turns sucking on his dick. As

each girl took her turn, he grabbed them by the back of the head and shoved his dick deep into their mouths until they gagged. While Ali sucked on him, he told Sarah to suck on his balls. Then had them switch. Fully warmed up, he stood the girls up. He grabbed Sarah by the hair and made her look up into his eyes. "What are you, Sarah?" he asked.

"I'm your slut sir," she responded.

He slapped her tits hard. "Try again."

Sarah closed her eyes for a second as she let the pain dissipate. Looking back up at him straight in the eyes, she responded, "I'm your willing and devoted slut sir."

He nodded and let go of her. Grabbing Ali by both nipples, clamping them between his thumb and forefinger, he pinched harder and harder until she whimpered and cried out.

"Do you understand how to answer that question? Tell me you know so that believe you mean it or am going to pinch these even harder. He stared at her.

Ali tiptoed from foot to foot trying to alleviate the pain, sniveling. Seeing he wouldn't stop, she centered herself, trying to focus on his demand and ignore the intense pain in her nipples. "I'm your willing and devoted slut sir. I will do anything you tell me to do. Just please stop pinching my nipples."

He pinched even harder and twisted them about ninety degrees. "You don't get to ask me to stop doing anything. These are now my nipples. If I want them to hurt, they will hurt. Do you understand?!" he demanded emphatically.

Ali shuddered before he pulled her nipples up until she stood on her tippytoes. "Yes sir. Sorry sir. They are your nipples. Anything you want sir," she whined.

He leaned down so he was right in her face. "Stop that whining now and accept the pain. You are my slut. You do as I say, always. You don't question me. I own this body now and I will give it both pleasure and pain as I see fit. And I don't accept crying or disobedience. Is that fucking understood?!" His voice had ramped up from conversational to just under yelling.

Ali's sucked air between her teeth trying to calm herself. "Yes sir. I understand sir."

Mr. Michaels lightened up a little, but kept the nipples pinched.