Chapter III - A Friend's Request
Susan wasted no time in calling her close friend Carol. It was difficult but she
told Carol the story and then weakly alluded to the fact that she was being
punished. Susan and Carol had been friends for almost forever, and shared most
of what happened in their lives. Once, some time ago, Susan had mention casually
that she had gotten a spanking, but when Carol showed great interest, Susan
joked it off and hoped that it would be forgotten. Carol expressed her concern
for Susan and the situation and asked her to call her soon.
"Yes," Chris said into the phone that beeped in his office. "Chris," this is
Carol," the voice replied. "Oh Carol, hello," Chris said. "Chris, Susan just
called...," "Yes, I know Carol," Chris said cutting her off, "I told her to
call. I'm sorry about tomorrow, I know how you girls enjoy getting together."
"It's alright Chris," Carol responded, "Susan, explained the situation, and I
understand how upset you must be." "Well, it's been a hell of a morning to be
sure," Chris, answered." "Chris," Carol started, "I know this is going to sound
crazy and pretty wild, but, well, gee I don't know how to phrase this," "Just
say what you feel Carol, you Susan and I have been friends for a long time.
"Well, ok, you see Chris, I would really like to witness Susan's punishment."
"Whoa," Chris said loudly, "Carol, I'm not sure you know what you are asking. In
our house, punishment takes the form of corporal punishment." "I think I know
that Chris," Carol said, "some time back Susan confided that she had been
spanked. She tried to blow it off, but it really intrigued me, and today, when
she said that she was going to be punished, I just knew that it would be rough."
"Yes, Susan's bottom is going to be roasted to well done," Chris announced.
"Please Chris," Carol pleaded; I've just got to see it. I'm not sure why, but
it's driving me wild thinking about it." "Well," Chris said leaving the phrase
unfinished, then, "Answer this question truthfully Carol, and I will consider
your request, are you wet?" Carol was taken aback by the question, and halted in
her answer and then knowing that everything hinged on what she said she replied,
"my panties are soaked Chris." He could almost feel her blush over the phone as
he instructed, "Carol if you are to be involved you must do exactly as I say, no
questions asked." Carol hesitated only briefly before she consented.
The buzzer on Chris's phone rang from his secretary, "Sir, your wife is on the
line." Chris returned to Carol. "Carol, hold on and listen," then he punched a
button and Susan was on the line. Carol was able to hear, but unable to
participate in the conversation.
"Chris," Susan said apprehensively. "Yes, I'm here Susan. Listen and do as I
say, understood?" "Yes," Susan replied seeking to do everything in her power to
put this all behind them. "Go into the bedroom and remove all your clothes,
now!" Chris instructed. There was a lull in the conversation and a few minutes
Susan was back on the line. "Ok," Susan replied. "Ok what?" Chris asked. Susan
blushed at being made to announce her situation. "I'm naked," she said over the
phone." "Bare twat naked?" Chris demanded to know. Carol listen breathing
heavily at the words being used and with her right hand she squeezed her sopping
crotch. "Yes," Susan said. "Yes what? Young lady, Chris chided making her say
the words he wanted to hear, "I'm bare twat naked," Susan blurted out, her face
turning red in embarrassment, even just between he husband and herself.
"Open the bottom drawer of the bureau," Chris ordered and Susan complied. She
found a sack and when opening it gasped in surprise. It was the biggest butt
plug she had ever seen. "Do you have what I think you should have in your hand?"
Chris asked. "I think so," Susan stammered. "What is it?" Chris demanded. "I
think it's a butt plug," Susan replied. "Exactly," Chris confirmed. Susan looked
at the plug and gulped. The plug was huge, and she couldn't imagine an asshole
that could take it. And not only that it was covered with little spiked bumps
that surely would wreak havoc on the interior of anyones tender ass. Chris
instructed Susan to coat it with the KY jelly that was also in the drawer and
after she had done so, he told her, "Now get it up your ass girl." Susan
shivered at the explicitness of his words. "Chris, I don't know, it looks so
big." "Susan, you just better do as I say, and describe it all," Chris demanded.
Carol was listening intently as was Chris as Susan proceeded. "I'm spreading my
cheeks, OOOHHHHHH it's so big, AAAAHHHHHHH, it's half way up, UUUGGGHHHHHH, fuck
those points are scraping my ass walls. AARRRREEGGGGUUU, it's up, it's in all
the way Chris," Susan announced breathing quickly. Carol, listening, jammed two
fingers deep into her cunt and against her clit. "Alright, then put on the thong
panties to keep it in place, and leave it until I call you back," Chris
instructed. Susan put down the phone, donned the panties and began to walk with
the plug moving in her ass. It wasn't painful, but terribly uncomfortable, and
the pointed knobs on the beast were constantly chafing her asshole chute.
Chris punched a button, "Carol, I'll pick you up on the way home, be ready," he
said.
