Up until now, Marcia had been standing casually and observing what was transpiring, although she was anything but a casual observer. As she followed Sandra into the parlor, she was staring at her behind, and wondering what it would be like to spank that ample bottom. As she stood there waiting for everyone to take their positions, her mind was wondering what kind of screams and moans she could get out of her as she alternated between spanking her bottom and stroking her pussy.
So when she heard what her mistress' desire was, she didn't react like 'Who? Me?' Far from it. Her whole demeanor changed. She stood up straight, with her shoulders flown back. With this came the now familiar surge of power flowing through her as she was mentally preparing herself for the task ahead.
"Marcia…" Lady Jennifer said to get her attention. When their eyes locked together, she issued a single command, "…impress me."
Marcia looked back at Sandra as a predator looks upon its prey. "Yes mistress. It will be my pleasure!" As she said this she could see a tremor of fear flow through Sandra. In four steps, she closed the gap between them. As she reached out with her left hand to grab the back of Sandra's hair, fear forced Sandra to move back to avoid her grasp. This forced Marcia to lunge in order to grab her.
The instant she had a firm control of Sandra, Marcia slapped her face as hard as she could, and yelled, "Don't you dare avoid me when I reach for you!" She waited a few seconds then slapped her hard again. "Do you understand!?"
"Yes, Marcia!" she cried.
She slapped her again and said, "When I'm dominating you like this, it's 'Yes Mistress.'"
"Yes, Mistress!" she cried again.
She slapped her one more time, "If you understand then why aren't your arms behind your back!?"
"Yes, Mistress!" and Sandra quickly complied.
This position really thrust her breasts out, and Marcia just had to stop and marvel at them. 'They must be triple D's," she thought. She knew she should drag her over to the couch to begin the spanking, but the urge to maul her breasts was too much. With her right hand, she attempted to grab hold of Sandra's entire left breast, but it was just too big. She squeezed hard with what she did have, and elicited a moan/cry from Sandra. Yet when she looked into her eyes, she only saw a plea for more. She then moved her hand over to its companion, and squeezed hard again. This got an even greater moan/cry from Sandra.
The feelings surging through Marcia now were exactly as Lady Jennifer described earlier, and that was ownership. She owned Sandra right now, and the look from her confirmed it. She knew she could do anything she wanted, and not only would Sandra allow it, she would welcome it.
In one fluid motion she brought Sandra's head forward for an open mouth devour of hers, while her free hand went down to grab Sandra's crotch through her dress. As Sandra felt where that hand was going, she slid her left leg out some to give easier access for her new mistress. Marcia's hand and tongue began to work in unison. As she thrust her tongue in her mouth, she squeezed Sandra's pubic mound, forcing her two middle fingers to penetrate her as best they could through the dress.
In no time at all, she could feel dampness through that dress. She pulled up and reached under the dress to grab her through her panties. After only a few more squeezes, she pushed aside the side of them, and thrust her two middle fingers deep within her. Sandra was crying and gasping through Marcia's open mouth. Soon Marcia's already soaked hand felt a flood of liquid gush on it.
As Sandra began to come down from her high, Marcia pulled back, and stared into her eyes. She then pulled her hand from Sandra's crotch, and brought it up to her own lips. She licked the tip of one of the fingers that had been inside, and liked it. She then licked the tip of the other, and followed that by quickly thrusting both into Sandra's mouth before she had time to react. Never taking her eyes off of Sandra's, she leaned forward and slowly licked the wetness off of the back of her hand.
"Enough of the pleasure," Marcia said as she pulled her fingers from Sandra's mouth, "It's now time for the pain." Marcia spun her around and pushed her towards the far couch from where the other girls were standing. As she sat down, she grabbed hold of Sandra's upper left arm, and yanked her across her lap. As she was doing so, she noticed that Sandra's white dress, which was just like the one she was wearing, looked like she peed in it. Rather than being revolted by the thought of that wetness dampening her own dress, she looked on it as a source of pride.
Marcia was now sitting on the middle cushion of the very long leather couch, facing the girls on the other side of the other one. Allison had moved down to stand at the intersection of the two couches. Her mother was the only other one sitting, with Lady Jennifer standing between her and the girls. Before she began, Marcia noticed the looks on everyone's faces. All of the girls looked shocked, Lady Jennifer was clearly amused, and the look on her mother's face was… what? Pride?
Marcia then wasted no time pulling back the hem of Sandra's dress, and delivering a pop on that ample behind. She lightly rubbed her bottom for a moment, and then slapped it three more times. This got a loud cry out her, 'but not loud enough,' thought Marcia. She then began a torrent of spanks that went on and on. Sandra began screaming almost immediately, but Marcia never gave her a chance to catch her breath.
Marcia eventually stopped, but only because her hand was really starting to hurt. "Try this," she heard. And as she looked up she saw a paddle spinning towards her from Lady Jennifer. It landed right on top of Sandra's ass with a loud slap. Marcia thought, 'Where does she get these paddles considering the body-hugging dresses she always wears?'
Marcia began trying to pull down Sandra's panties, but was having some difficulty. "Allison," said Lady Jennifer. "Pull Sandra's panties off for Marcia." She quickly complied, and then returned to where she was standing holding Sandra's wet panties.
Sandra was deeply sobbing as Marcia resumed spanking her with the paddle. She quickly began alternating between spanking her, and teasing her vaginal lips with the handle of the paddle. In no time though she was penetrating her deeply.
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