The Contest (F/F, M/F, F/M, Public, Competition, Long)

[kyrel]

Bear with me. English is not my first language, and this is my first serious attempt at a spanking story. I'll admit that it might be a bit long for a single post, seeing as there are three or four logical places to create a break, but anyway...

Hope you'll enjoy it, and constructive criticism is most wellcome.

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The Contest

Towards 01.00am the music was turned down, and the spots came on and lit up the stage at the back of the room at the Inferno Club, and brought focus on a hot raven haired lady with a latino tan. She was dressed in a black tight fitting Tee-shirt with the word “Mistress” printed on it across her two gorgeous breasts, and which identified her as one of the crew at the club.

”Aaaaallriiiight Ladies and Gentlemen. It’s competition time at the Inferno” she shouted into a microphone she held in her right hand, much akin to a ring announcer at a boxing match. “Are you readyyyyy” she shouted, trying to whip up the excitement another notch, and the crowd roared out in an affirmative response.

“We need three volunteers up here who want a chance at winning 1000$! The loosers get a free bottle of vodka whether they win or loose. Do we have some BAD and REALLY NAUGHTY girls in the house tonight?” she went on, and the crowd exploded in noise, as the approximately 2000 guests at the club shouted out.

“Do we have some BAD BOYS in the house tonight!?” the girl with the microphone continued, and once more the crowd broke out into a roar.

Several volunteers near the stage indicated that they thought they fitted one of the descriptions called out, and three of them made their way onto the stage. Three girls and a boy, all probably in the college age, and all of them probably on vacation here due to the ongoing Spring Break.
The Mistress made her way over to the first of the girls, was a hot looking blond girl with a good tits and a firm little bubble butt that jutted out in a very sexy manner in the tubelike turquoise dress, which left her shoulders bare, and also helped draw attention to her attractive tits. (To those who had been paying attention, earlier the evening (and the preceding nights…), the girl was a massive flirt on a man (or cock) hunt, and she had flirted heavily with a number of men over the past 2 nights, including some who had their girlfriends next to them.) “Ooohhh” cooed the Mistress as she approached the girl. “You do look like you’re a naughty girl out for some FUN honey. What’s your name?” she asked and directed the microphone to the blond contestant. “I’m Linsey” the girl answered. “Well Linsey, have you been a BAAAD girl while you have been here in Cancun?” the Mistress followed up. “Oh yea, I’m a super bad girl” came the answer with a voice that was almost dripping honey. With that the Mistress focused on the next of the contestants.

“What about you girl?” she asked the second girls, who was a black girl with short cropped straight black hair, not unlike Halle Berry in the movie Swordfish. The girl wore an apparently greek inspired white, loose fitting dress with gold trim and a low cut in the back, which exposed the upper half of her back. She also wore a pair of flat sandals with just a hint of a heel. Like many afro-american women, she had a “phat” bubblicious ass and a pair of nice hand sized titties, which she had apparently allowed to hang free, as no bra was immediately visible on her exposed back.
“Well, I’m Brianna from Miami, and I’m a naughty girl looking for some fun in the sun” she replied into the microphone, and unleashing yet another wave of catcalls and noise from the crowd.
“I hope you find your fun girl” the Mistress replied before turning to the last contender, and fit Caucasian with a bit of a young Brad Pitt over him. He wore a tight white Tee-shirt with a V-neck cut which showed off his chest muscles and athletic biceps. He also wore a pair of green shorts of the kind you often see guys wear on the beach, and a pair of brown boat shoes without socks. The guy had the look of a “playar” about him.
“What about you Darling” asked the Mistress. “Tell us who you are, and why are you here in Cancun?”

“Well Sugar, I’m Damian from New York, and I’m here for some TnA and some G&T’s” the guy answered. “Oohh, you’re just a real bad guy, aren’t you” the Mistress commented. “Had any luck so far hot stuff?” she asked.

“You could say that, but I’ve got plenty of room in my bed to night, if you’d like me to take you to heaven when you get off…” Damian replied with a wink, and caused the crowd to break out with whistles and laughter. “Think you have what it takes to do that little boy” said the Mistress as she stepped up real close to Damian while looking him in the eyes and putting her free hand on the front of his crotch for a second, before breaking off and turning towards the crowd again.

“Alright contestants please follow the lovely girl on my right here into the back and she’ll get you ready…” the Mistress told the three contestants, whereupon they were led off into the backstage area and disappeared from view.

“Now…Club Inferno”, the Mistress went on in a more subdued voice, once the last of the contestants had disappeared, “Tonight’s a bit special, because we have another competition for you, and this one will be for a chance at a VIP CARD for the Inferno Club, with 500$ worth of drinks on it!”. The crowd broke out into another bout of noisemaking. “As tonight’s contest is a RED ASS competition, we need some partners for the three contestants who are getting ready now. Do we have some STRICT DISCIPLINARIANS in the house, who wants a go at that VIP card and prove that they can turn an ass the reddest within a set time?” the Mistress continued, and brought about another bout of frenzied noise from the crowd, as loads of people tried to make their way past the security staff, who tried to prevent the stage from being flooded with people. Ultimately three people got onto the stage. Two girls and a guy.

The first of the ladies was a pretty latino girl in a tight black dress that ended around mid thigh, and a pair of stiletto healed shoes that appeared to have been tied onto the lower part of her legs with a number of straps. She had a tight body with a pair of, probably, medium sized tits, and a shapely ass. Her make-up was moderate, and she wore a pair of big golden earrings and some rings on her fingers.

“Well look at you honey” said the Mistress. “You think you can teach one of the contestants how to behave?”

“You better believe I can girl. My palm’s itching, and that blond girl back there” she said while pointing towards the backstage area “she’s mine!”

“Well you’re confident, aren’t you girl” said the Mistress. “Want to tell the crowd your name?”

“I’m Reyna, and yes, I AM confindent” the latino girl answered.

“What about contestant no. two here?” the Mistress asked rhetorically. “You think you got what it takes to put some discipline into the life of the contestants backstage?” she asked the guy who had come on stage, and who was probably best described as a James Deen’isn (the Porn Star that is) like individual, standing about 6ft. tall with dark hair and some stubble. He was wearing a pair of black pants, which were probably tailored, and a loose white shirt that was partly open down the front, allowing a god view of a tightly sculpted body with no excess fat, and well defined muscles, without being pumped.

“Oh I think I can get a blush out of that other girl back there” he said with a smile and a wicked gleam in his eye.

The Mistress seemed like she was about to say something further, but she let it go and turned to the last of the disciplinarians who could probably best be described as a Scandinavian looking Valkyrie. Towering maybe half a head above the Mistress, the statuesque Valkyrie stood at maybe 6ft. 5in including her sandal stilettos. She had piercing blue eyes with a sparkle to them and her blond hair was drawn back over her head ended in a tight braid that hang halfway down her back. A white tanktop prominently showed off a pair of at least D-cub sized breasts, and gave a clear indication that she didn’t wear a bra underneath. She also had on a pair of skin tight jeans that appeared as if they had been painted on to her mile long legs.

The sight of the tall Valkyrie before her appeared to catch the Mistress momentarily on the wrong foot, and anyone standing close enough might have had the impression that she had started to silently mouth something starting with “Holy…”, before catching herself and getting back on track.

“Now, I think we have found just the right partner for Damian back there” the Mistress concluded, “You ready to teach that boy some manners, Honey?”

“Oh, I’m looking forward to it. You may say that Damian…”introduced” himself to part of me earlier tonight…” the Valkyrie commented, before answering the Mistress that her name was Athena, and that she did indeed have some Scandinavian blood in her, even if it was a generation back.

While the Mistress introduced the crowd to the three would be disciplinarians, the floor on the stage had opened up and a trio of straight high backed chairs had ascended onto the stage, where they were now bathed in light.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, we have found the partners for our contestants, and I’ve just been told that the other contestants are ready to come back out now” the Mistress told the crowd, and brought forth yet another roar of appreciation from the exited crowd.

“Guys, pick a chair and have a seat” she said to the three disciplinarians, who did so and sat down with looks of anticipation and satisfaction on their faces.

Once seated, the three other contestants were led back out on stage, each now blindfolded and gagged with a small ballgag, and each guided by two ladies wearing black Crew Tee-shirts, and holding the contestants by their arms between them. Such led, the three contestants were brought to the left side of each of the seated contestants where their guides stopped them and turned them towards the crowd.

“Contestants” said the Mistress. “Are you ready to compete for 1000$!? Just nod if you are…”

Each of the contestants nodded in agreement.

“Well in that case, let’s get you guys into position so we can get this contest underway” the Mistress then concluded, and nodded to the six girls, who still held the contestants between them.

Each of the two Crew girls then proceeded to first turn each of the three contestants 90 degrees to their left and a bit further back, so that they were now standing directly next to their partners in the competition. The two Crew girls then guided their charges forward and down, so that each contestant was lying over the knees of their partner with their bottoms prominently thrust into the air. The Crew girl on the right of each of the contestants then proceeded to quickly lock the hands of bent over the contestants, fast in a pair of fluffy handcuff, which hang from a crossbar on the chairs, effectively ensuring that none of them were going anywhere for the duration of the competition. The height of the chairs combined with the dais upon which they each stood, and the placement of the bent over competitors, ensured that neither of the three could get any good purchase on the floor with their feet, and cuffed as their hands were, their ability to push off from the floor was also limited.

Though apparently somewhat surprised, and for Damian and Lindsey even struggling a bit against the unexpected handcuffs that had been locked around their wrists, the three contestants still stayed in place and appeared at least somewhat collected.

“OK Ladies and Gentlemen. It would appear that we are now ready to start tonight’s RED ASS COMPETITION!!!” the Mistress then yelled into the microphone, causing the crowd to go crazy yet again, as the in-house cameras stopped panning around the crowd, and projected the image of each of the six contestants on stage onto several large screens and monitors spread around Inferno Club, and thus allowing everyone in the Club a good view on the coming proceedings. The mentioning of the “red ass” part also brought about a change to the over the knee contestants, who pretty much as one perked their heads up and looked towards the crowd, before beginning to struggle a bit more. Without the blindfolds and ballgags, each of the three would probably have shown signs of either surprise or horror, but said blindfold and ballgag made either of these types of expression difficult to recognize for anyone looking.

“Before we begin, I’ll just briefly explain the rules of the competition”, said the Mistress, once the noise from the crowd had died down a little bit again. “The rules are simple. Disciplinarians, you each have one minute to spank your partners ass, and make them as red as possible!” The crowd exploded again. “The couple with the reddest ass at the end of the time is the winner. At the start of the music you have one minute! GO!!!” the Mistress shouted, and indicated that the music should start.

As the old Madonna music number “Hanky Panky” started blearing out of the speakers in Club Inferno, the three spankers set to their task with gusto, each wanting a shot at winning the VIP Card, and the free drinks that came with it. As for the other three contestants, they too showed some spirit, though their thoughts probably weren’t focused on whether they would win the competition or not. As the seconds went by, the cameras showed close-up pictures of the face of the latino Reyna, who appeared to be saying something to the blond girl who was writhing across her lap whilst yanking helplessly at the handcuffs that restrained her and prevented her hands from snaking back and protect her ass, as it was subjected to a flurry of spanks from the apparently pissed off latino. If anyone had cared to do so, they would probably have realised that the blond Lindsey was suffering close to an average of two spanks per second over the duration of the minute. As for what Rayna was saying, someone with an ability to read lips might have been able to surmise that it was something about respect and staying away from other people’s boyfriends…

Where Rayna had apparently elected to dish out as many spanks as possible within the allowed minute, James on the other hand, appeared to have chosen to bet on power instead, and he consistently delivered about one full force spank a second, trying to cause a reddening in the jiggling brown buttocks hidden away under Briannas white dress. Though it wasn’t really possible to see the effect James blows might have had, Briannas kicking sure did seem to indicate that they were having some level of effect on her, even through her clothing.

On the right of the stage, a statuesque Athena had taken a firm grip around the waist of the maybe 5ft. 10in. college boy who had been placed across her gorgeous long thighs. Whether she could match James in power was unclear, but she was surely delivering a serious number of blows to the lower part of Damian’s shorts, and causing the smaller boy to wiggle around, unable to get his feet to touch the floor, and thus giving the appearance of a young boy hanging over the knees of an older sister, or perhaps a babysitter.

When the minute ended, the music stopped, and the black haired Mistress stopped the contestants, even if Rayna did land a couple of extra blows, after the music had stopped.

“Wow!” exclaimed the Mistress. “What do you say people? Did our contestants do well?” she continued to ask, and then pointed her microphone in the direction of the exited crowd.

“I think that’s a yes.” She concluded, after a moment of shouting from the crowd. “Well let’s see how our contestants did, shall we”, the Mistress continued, and walked closer to the pair of Rayna and Lindsay, who seemed to have collapsed and was hanging off of the knees of the Latino disciplinarian. As the Mistress came close, the camera closed in on the sexy bottom of the upended blond, which was still covered by her turquoise dress. The close-up shot of her ass was showed on the screens and monitors in the club, alongside the bottoms of Brianna and Damian as well.

“Well…” said the Mistress. “How silly of me! This is a Red Bottom Competition! We can’t judge the results without being able to see the results, now can we?” she continued with mock surprise and a big grin on her face. “Ladies, would you please help our contestants show off the results of their partner’s handiwork…” the Mistress continued, and three of the six Crew girls approached the three competing pairs. The Crew girl next to Lindsey then bent down and grabbed the hem of the tight turquoise dress and slowly drew it up the back of a struggling Lindsey, who was apparently trying to shout something. Her apparent protestations in spite, Lindsey’s sexy little bubble butt of an ass was slowly exposed, and the fact that she had elected to go “commando”, became evident, as the sight of her pinkish bottom cheeks were unveiled to the crow, who was going crazy yet again.

Once Lindsey’s ass had been bared in all its glory, the next Crew girl lifted the skirt of the afro-american beauty, though only after James had removed his right hand, which had been rubbing Briannas ass since the music stopped. As previously mentioned, Brianna had a nice big round ass with some meat to it, and framed by the little pink though she had elected to wear, she made for a very appealing sight. Despite his definitively good attempt at it, James hadn’t managed to cause any significantly noticeable reddening in the brown butt cheeks that was placed over his lap.

Finally the third of the Crew girls grabbed a hold of Damian’s shorts, and despite some kicking, pulling at steel handcuffs, and some indecipherable noisemaking on Damian’s part, his beach shorts were with a bit of difficulty pealed down over his hips and ass, and past his dick, which sprang to attention, when it was released from the confines of the shorts. Apparently Damian too had elected to leave the underwear at home tonight. After she had dragged Damian’s shorts down to his knees, the Crew girl said something to the still sitting Athena, who smiled and quickly spread her legs a bit and adjusted the college boy another inch or two to the left, putting Damian’s erect penis directly between her thighs, whereupon she clamped her legs together again and put a playful right hand on Damian’s now bare ass, where she allowed her long painted nails to draw shapes on the slightly pink cheeks, as well as his exposed and shaved scrotum, causing Damian to quiver occasionally.

With the unveiling of asses over, and the crowd again somewhat under control, the Mistress walked past the six contestants shaking her head a little. Upon reaching the Valkyrie like Athena she stopped and said “You know, I had expected his ass to be a bit redder than that…” whereupon she pointed the microphone towards Athena, allowing her to comment. “I’d hoped for a better result as well, but I think the extra protection from the back pockets in his shorts stole most of the impression I was hoping to make…”

“So you don’t think you have managed to get through to him with this?” the Mistress asked.

“Not by a longshot” the tall blond girl answered back, before the Mistress walked over to James.

“You said before that you thought you could bring some colour to those brown cheeks. They don’t look very red to me…” the Mistress opened, before allowing James to reply.

“Actually I think I said I believe I could bring a blush to her, and I think I’ve achieved that” he said, as he nodded towards Brianna’s face and continued with a grin and a wink “But as for that wonderful tush of hers, one minute simply isn’t enough to do it justice…”

“So you’d like a bit more time to have another go at helping this girl win tonight?”

“That’s one way of putting it, and we’ll need a better 2nd round, if she’s going to win, but I’m warmed up now…” James replied with laughter in his eyes.

Finally the Mistress came to the Latino Rayna who was keeping a grip at the still struggling Lindsey.

“Rayna, you appear as if you’ve done the best job of the evening so far in my eyes, but despite all your speed, you’ve only managed to get Lindsey’s ass a bit pink. It seemed you were talking an awful lot while you were trying to redden her rear. What were you saying to her?”

“I told this little slut here to stop chasing other girl’s boyfriends. They are off limits, and she should damn well know so!” Rayna answered.

“It sounds like you might have one of those boyfriends you’re referring to Rayna. Would you like another chance to get your message across to Lindsey here?”

“Oh I’d LOVE to have another go at driving my point home with this little skank…” Rayna said with an evil gleam in her eye.

“Let’s ask Lindsey as well, shall we” the Mistress said to the crowd before she bent over at the hips with her ass facing the crowd, and brought her head down closer to Lindseys (and in the process bringing about yet another exited outburst from the crowd.

“So Lindsey, you heard Rayna here say that she’d like another chance to help you win here tonight. Do you think we should let her?” the Mistress asked the handcuffed girl with the blindfold and the ballgag.

“Nnmmhhl eeh iss k’ay biih omph mmm…” came the muffled attempt at a reply through the ballgag.

“Well, you can’t put it any clearer than that” smiled the Mistress, as she stood back up. “Lindsey obviously agrees with me that even though she might be slightly ahead at this point, this is after all a RED ass contest, so naturally we need to see some RED asses, in order to declare a winner.”

“Contestants, get ready for round two. As you didn’t do so well with just one minute, you will have two minutes to get your partner’s ass as red as possible this round. Start and stop with the music as before…” the Mistress said into the microphone, while she walked off to the side of the stage, in order not to block the sight any of the many cameras and mobile phones that were pointed towards the stage, and the spectacle about to unfold.

As “Hanky Panky” blasted from the speakers again, the crowd went wild, and the three spankers began spanking their partners in the contest once again.

Though the sound was drowned out by the combination of the yelling crowd and the sounds of Madonna singing about how people should just treat her like a bad girl and spank her, even if she was being good to them, it was obvious that the three spankers were intent on putting on a good show, and if anyone had been able to hear it, there would have sounded a large number of loud SMACK, SPLAT, and SPANKs.

Relieved of the protection of their clothes, and combined with the high humidity, which caused everyone to be covered by a constant layer of moistening sweat, the three spankees quickly realised exactly how big of a difference even a thin layer of clothing means, when it is placed between one’s bare ass, and the stinging impact of a hard hand that is spanking with intent, and it didn’t take many seconds out of the two minutes, before the three contestants being spanked, were struggling and kicking with significantly more vigour than they had during the first round.

The angry Latino Rayna, with her axe to grind, set off once again at her lightning pace with about two spanks per second. Unlike in the first round, she now aimed first at the areas she hadn’t managed to get pink during the first round, and subsequently on converting the colour in the centre and lower half of Lindsey’s tan half globes to a redder complexion. Lindsey, on her part, meanwhile struggled and kicked enough that Rayna was forced to shift her grip about half way through the two minutes, when she shifted her focus to the lower half of Lindsey’s ass cheeks. For her part, Lindsey was shaking her head and pulling against the handcuffs that restrained her hands and prevented her from reaching back to protect her increasingly sore ass. She could kick her legs and try to buck and move her ass out of the way of the stinging smacks from Rayna, and that she did in fact do with energy, completely ignoring the fact that her frantic kicking consistently showed off her cleanly shaved pussy lips to the cameras that focused on her ass, and ensured that the pictures of her fast reddening ass and kicking legs were shown on a significant number of screens and monitors around the club, exposing her to, roughly counting, 2000 guests and staff.

As for James, he too elected to spread his focus a bit wider this round. Where he had focused pretty much solely on the centre of Brianna butt cheeks in the first round, he now spanked in what appeared to be an increasing spiral, focusing on one cheek at a time, building up more and more heat in a single buttock, before shifting to the other buttock about half way through the two minutes. Realistically, James was always unlikely to win the contest, having been settled with a girl with natural brown skin. Though it is a myth that black girls don’t redden up when spanked, it is true that it is harder to see it. Even Brianna might not have thought about this, James seemed to have realised it once Brianna’s ass had been exposed after the first round. And though he did continue to spank hard, and did cause Brianna to kick, squirm, and wriggle over his lap, he instead seemed intent on enjoying himself, relishing the jiggle of Brianna’s big ass, and feeling the yielding layers of fat and muscle under his hand, when his hand connected with the increasingly sore cheeks. Though not normally into being spanked, Brianna’s body did begin to react during the 2nd round though, and though she wouldn’t realise it until after the competition, her pussy was beginning to lubricate her pussy and make her soaking wet. Her body’s natural response to pain also began to kick in during the 2nd round, flooding her body with endorphins, and numbing her to the worst of the pain.

On the final chair, Athena too had changed her spanking style a bit, after Damian’s shorts had come down and given her access to his bare ass. First of all she spread her legs a bit and lowered her left leg a bit, causing Damian to bend over a bit further. Second she bent over Damian while twisting her upper body to the right, allowing her to reach almost all the way around Damian’s waist with her left arm and get a firm grip with her left hand on his erect cock, while her right arm and hand got into a good swing, and set about covering all of Damian’s ass with at least a pink colour, and the lower half of his cheeks, and the sit spots a nice and proper red.

Though Damian would probably normally find it immensely attractive to have a gorgeous girl like Athena grab his erect dick, he did not find it particularly comfortable to have his ass and sit spots spanked hard and repeatedly for two minutes by a strong athletic girl, who’s sole goal seemed to be to get his ass as red as possible, and to turn him into a sorry little boy. Though his eyes did begin to moisten up when Athena focused solely on his sit spots for the last 30 seconds or so, he didn’t loose his erection, and he didn’t start crying. He did yell up a storm though, or rather he would have, if it hadn’t been for the ballgag that had been stuffed in his mouth and tied around the back of his head.

At the end of the two minutes, the music stopped, and the Mistress stopped the spanking and approached the six contestants.

As she looked over the Latino’s handiwork and the resulting colour on Lindsey’s ass, she commented “Well Rayna, it would seem that you managed to get your partner’s ass reddened up quite nicely, and that you have paid a bit more attention to the lower part of her ass. Was that deliberate?”

“Oh it was deliberate, all right. I know from experience that that area is the place where you can get a message through to a naughty girl. The fact that I had to get a better grip on the little minx here after I shifted my focus supports it” Rayna elaborated.

Stepping over to the next pair of contestants, the Mistress placed a hand on one of Brianna’s bare ass cheeks. “What about you James? You certainly seem to have warmed up this naughty girl’s rear here, and she’s even kicked off her sandals it would seem. But I don’t see an awful lot of change in the colour of her cheeks. Is there something you are doing wrong, you think?” the Mistress asked James while still grabbing the afro-american girl’s ass.

“Yea, I can’t really argue with you on that. Her butt has picked up a bit of colour in the last couple of minutes, but you can’t really see it in this light” James replied with an apologetic shrug and a smile.

The Mistress smiled at that comment and moved on to the last pair of contestants, Athena and Damian, where Athena had re-raised her left leg again, bringing Damian up a bit further, but still maintained a good grip on his cock, and now shifted to over to an apparently milking motion with her left hand, whilst she let her right hand play with his exposed balls.

“Well my my girl, getting rid of those protective back pockets certainly seem to have let you get a good even spread on the pink and red I see” the Mistress commented with a wide smile, before giving Damian’s ass a couple of light slaps on the ass herself. “I can’t help but notice that you seem to have found yourself a bit of a handle to hold on to…”

“Yea, that’s true” Athena replied. “Since the naughty boy here was so nice to provide such a nice place to hold on to, I thought I might as well make use of it” she continued with a big smile.

“Well I can see what you mean” the Mistress laughed. “But as you said, the self-confessed BAD boy is a naughty boy, as you said, so what’s with the pleasuring part you got going on?”

“Weeell, as all women know, the male body doesn’t have enough blood in it to run both his cock and his brain at the same time, so if you want to make an impression on his mind, you need to insure that it gets enough blood, so that your words will get the proper attention, and so that his mind gets enough blood and oxygen that he can understand and internalize what you are saying…” the blond Valkyrie told the Mistress, and in the process getting a roaring laughter out of all of the female guests, and quite a few of the male ones as well.

Meanwhile Damian was in a state between utter “em-bare-ass-ment”, and a quickly rising state of arousal that was bound to culminate very soon, unless Athena stopped jerking him off with the skill of an expert. As it were, she didn’t. And after having been spanked on stage in a public club with thousands of guests, and then had his dick grabbed by a girl, and for the past minute and a half or so had his dick and balls worked in a manner designed to insure an ejaculation from him, his body gave in and he shot a huge load of cum (partly on Athene’s hand), while his entire body shook with the pleasure of the release. Incidentally, his ejaculation culminated with the crowd’s laughter at Athene’s joke about men and their inability to think while their dick was hard. His ejaculation, which was caught by the cameras and broadcast around the club, caused the crowd to burst into yet another round of noise and this time also some applause, mainly from parts of the female audience to the spectacle.

The Mistress and Athena both immediately realised that Damian was indeed cumming, the moment his body started jerking in muscle spasms. The Mistress immediately saw the chance to heighten the sexual tension of the crowd even further (if that was even possible by at this point), and commented that Athena seemed to have accomplished her goal of allowing Damian to think more clearly again.

“You are absolutely right” Athena said into the offered microphone, while she let go of Damian’s post ejaculating dick, after milking it for a bit more sperm, which subsequently dropped to the floor, between her legs. “Now he should be ready for round three, and PLEASE tell me that there is a round three! You know that good things always comes in threes” she continued, while wiping off the squirts of cum on her left hand, in the back of Damian’s Tee-shirt.

The Mistress laughed at the reply, drew a red rag from a back pocket, and kneeled down in front of the two competitors. She then proceeded to wipe a little drop of cum off of Damian’s now shrinking dick, and put it in her mouth, drawing yet another roar of approval from the crowd. She then stood up and winked at Athena, and once more faced the crowd, intent on setting up the grand finale to the contest.

“Well ladies and gentlemen, you heard the lady. Good things always comes in threes, and three of our contestants did openly admit that they were VERY BAD boys and girls, so let me hear some noise, while we get these disciplinarians a bit of help for the last chance at that first prize” the Mistress said as she walked across the stage and swung around and extended her left arm in a gesture of presentation of three of the Crew girls, who came back onto the stage area, each now carrying a large black, oval, and very solid looking hairbrush.

Upon realising that there would apparently be a round three, the three spankees all started kicking and trying to get off the laps of the spankers, and escape further parts of the competition. Their struggles did elicit some bouts of laughter and appreciative calls from the crowd, but that was also all the good it did them. With their hands locked in handcuffs and fixed to the chairs, and without the ability to get a good footing on the floor with their legs, their partners in the competition were quite able to keep them in place.

Meanwhile, the three Crew girls raised their hairbrushes high over their head and later extended them towards the crowd, while they made a quick round across the front of the stage, giving the cameras, and the audience in the front, a good chance to see the hairbrushes, before the Crew girls made their way to the three pairs of contestants, and handed the brush to the participant sitting down. They then said something to each of the three participants, which unfortunately was lost in the noise of the crowd. What was visible, however, was the subsequent effect, as the sitting contestant, and the Crew girl, together shifted each of the other contestants in the pair, a bit further forward over the left knee of the spanker, thus causing the spankees pivot point to be over the spankers left leg, and thereby allowing the spanker to drop their right leg a bit and work it out to the right and up and over the spankees legs kicking legs, effectively pinning them in place, and preventing further struggles. This move also caused the spankee’s upper body to fall forward a bit further, effectively jackknifing them over the left knee of their partners, and prominently displaying the lower part of their bare bottoms, their sit spots, and the upper part of their thighs, making these areas readily available for further chastisement in the third and final round of the contest.

When the preparations for the final round was complete, the Mistress quieted the crowd down, and told them that the third and final round of the competition, would last another two minutes, whereupon the winning pair would be determined.

Well and truly pinned in place, the three spankees could only yank impotently at the handcuffs, and try to kick their trapped legs, while throwing their heads around and making noises that were cancelled out by the gagballs in their mouths. No one came to their aid though, and once the Mistress had finished specifying that the spanking would last for another two minutes, the music of Madonna started yet again, and the final round was underway.

For all of the contestants on the receiving end, the sting of the hairbrushes flat backsides on their defenceless hineys came as a mind numbing shock. The first round had been embarrassing, stung a bit, and build up a little heat. The second round, where they had been spanked on the bare, had left each of their naked derrieres burning hot, stinging, and in various shades of pink and red. What it had not done, however, was give them any idea of what a true hairbrush spanking would feel like.

The flat back of the hairbrushes HURT and left an entirely new kind of stinging pain behind and the heat simply build up exponentially when the same place was hit more than once in a row.

For Rayna the third and final round was pure entertainment and icing on her cake. She had expected neither the second nor the third round, and she had managed to sate her anger with the end of the second round, which she believed had left the little blond whore wriggling over her knees, with a reminder stinging reminder she ought to feel for at least the rest of the night. With the pleasant surprise of the third and final round, this meant that she had two minutes to simply try and extend the time the little hussy would be able to feel the residual pain of her chastisement. For that reason, she dedicated the first minute to trying to simply increase the red glow and sting all over Lindsey’s pert little bubble butt, to a white hot and angrily glowing deep burn. The second minute she concentrated on Lindsey’s sit spots, where the crease of the bottom meets the top of the legs, and the top 4 inches of the back of her thighs, in the hope that it would insure that Lindsey would remember the spanking for the next several days, every time she sat down.

For the helpless Lindsey, the third round was agony on a whole new level. Her mind tried to “run away”, but every time the brush hit her bottom, she was yanked back to the fact that she was being very severely spanked on her bare ass, in front of a couple of thousand people. And she was apparently being spanked by the girlfriend of one of the numerous guys she’d been flirting with throughout her vacation. Why had she gone on stage? >SMACK< Why had she flirted with every good looking guy she’d seen? >SMACK< What had been on that paper she’d signed backstage, before she’d been blindfolded and had a ballgag shoved in her mouth? >SMACK< Why >SMACK< Why >SMACK< Why >SMACK< As the sting of the hairbrush kept bringing her back to the painful reality of her helplessness, the mental floodgates finally gave in, and Lindsey simply ceased to think and struggle, and simply hung limply over the other girl’s knees, suffering the stinging blows of the hairbrush, as it kept increasing the unbearable fire in her poor little ass.

For James, the game had already been decided long ago, and as he didn’t have any reason to dislike the girl he had over his lap, he decided that he would simply spread the spanks around the lovely black ass lady luck had literally dropped in his lap. Being into spanking himself, he tried to build up the heat in Brianna’s ass cheeks, and hoped that her endorphins would take the edge of the pain, and let the hard stimulation of her bottom reach the nerves that connected with her pussy and arousal.

As it were, James goal did in fact come true. Brianna’s endorphins had started kicking in during the second round, and during the third round she found her mind sort of drifting off in a way she had never experienced before. The spanks still hurt, but not in a really bad way any longer, and every >SMACK< that landed on one of her jiggling cheeks, also came with a wave of pleasure that steadily brought her closer to the orgasm that eventually hit her about 1 minute and 50 seconds into the last round, and brought her flying through the “finish line”, riding the ripple of orgasmic pleasure that coursed through her body.

For the spanker in the third pair of contestants, Athena was having a blast of a time, and she was quite satisfied with having been able to get her hands (and now hairbrush) on the drunk dick head with an overinflated opinion of himself, who had grabbed both her ass and tits without her permission, and subsequently laughed at her protestations against his actions. Sure, he might have a nice sized cock with a great pair of nuts, and she had enjoyed milking him, but it was nothing against the satisfaction of having gotten her hands on what had turned out to be a pretty cute ass. Especially as it reddened up quite nicely, meaning that she might even have a shot at that VIP card as well. It was a pity that winning would mean that the little chauvinist would then also win both a bottle of liquor, and 1000$, but so be it. She just hoped that she would be able to reduce him to a bawling little boy within the last two minutes the spanking would last.

As it were, Athena had set up the final round well. Her first round might not have heated up his bottom as much as she had hoped, but her strong tennis powered spanks in the second round, had brought a nice pink blush to most of his upper ass cheeks, and a nice red colour in the bottom half, as well as in his sit spots. Here in the last round, Athena, like Rayna with Lindsey, would concentrate solely on Damian’s lower cheeks, and sit spots, and perhaps the top couple of inches of his thighs. With strikes that would have made her tennis trainer proud, had he seen them, Athena proceeded to methodically walk her spanks up and down her target, progressing just about 3mm per spank. With 120 seconds available to her, that approach should allow her to get a very nice and high number of overlapping spanks on the naughty boys cute little bum.

On the receiving end of what was close to a world class spanking, Damian was helpless to do anything. His hands were going nowhere. He couldn’t raise his upper body, as the girl spanking him easily held him down. He couldn’t even kick his legs any more, or shift his hips and burning ass anywhere, as the legs that locked his legs in place, were comparable to a vice in their hold on him. No matter what he did, he couldn’t shift them anywhere. And as for his hips, any movement he attempted there was foiled by the left hand of the girl.

The first smack of the brush surprised him with the intensity of the sting it brought. The 15cm wide hairbrush took a grand total of 50 hard spanks to cross from the leading edge, and to the trailing one. The last 5 spanks that Athena levelled on the 15mm that extended beyond each side of the hairbrush, hit respectively the lower part of his cheeks, which were already read from the second round, and the top of his thighs with their sensitive skin. Athenas methodical 60 spanks spread out across 18cm of each of his Damian’s ass cheeks broke him. The ever increasing sting that build up in his sit spots over 60 hard spanks, simply tore down the last of his mental resistance. In fact he broke down and bawled his eyes out before Athena had even finished the 60 spanks she would eventually deliver to not just his left ass cheek, but also to his right. The last 70 or so spanks Damian suffered simply blended into one another, as he hang limply over Athena’s shapely legs, while he cried his eyes out and felt sorry for a lot of different things he’d done over time.

At the end of the two minutes, the spanking stopped, and the spankees were released from the handcuffs that had held them tied to the chairs. It took another couple of minutes, before the three spankees were collected enough to get off the laps of their spankers, and stand for themselves.

Determining the winner of the Red Ass Competition was a very close race between Lindsey and Rayna, and Damian and Athena. Ultimately Damian and Athena won it though; Athena’s milking of Damian probably being the deciding factor in the contest.

As for Brianna and James, security caught them leaving together, with Brianna practically dragging James along.


/Kyrel

[Often123]

If that was a first effort, it was a very good one. The spankers were quite skilled, and I noticed the reaction of the club Mistress to Athena as well. The fact that 2/3 of the contest was delivered by hand was a real plus for me. Perhaps a followup or sequel is in order, or at least more like this one, Kyrel.

[hairbrushedhubby]

How utterly fantastic, brilliant.