Devious Party Tasks Fulfilled

I dressed carefully for Miss V's naughty event. In a short black minidress and six inch PVC stilettos, with my shiny chrome collar I was hard to miss. I guess I could have tried to dress less seductively in order to attempt to lower the number of compliments I would receive, but even if my pride would've allowed it, it didn't occur to me at the time to do so. Plus I'm sure that wouldn't have pleased A.

We car pooled with M and Miss H and were early arrivals which gave us plenty of time to relax, sip some champagne and take in the view. Of course on arrival there were compliments aplenty and I think I reached 50 spanks before I knew it - and this was just a small group! I also discovered that my natural urge to let my delicious companions know just how gorgeous they look had a killer side effect - more compliments! I had to watch my tongue.

Two by two or three by three the rest of the guests trickled in. After the sun had long gone down and I had been chatting and flirting incessantly with the many attractive and beguiling guests the mood started to change. It probably helped that the spa was so inviting and there was a "no clothes allowed" rule, which resulted in the baring of flesh and some daring guests (myself included) wandering around undressed. Everyone was warmed up and relaxed and there was kissing and caressing happening at various spots around the place. I must admit to being involved in plenty of that.

I'm sure A is well aware of my love of kissing. I could do it all night and I definitely spent a lot of my Saturday night indulging in that beloved past time. Between the devilish Miss V and her Master, Miss H and M, Miss M and S, Miss Ve and St, Miss E and A, plus Puss and quite possibly some others I'm misplaced in my memory I well exceeded the 5 man requirement plus bonus girls. To be honest I didn't even seek out specifically most of my mischief I was just surrounded by so many gorgeous sexy people there was no way to stop myself playing with such pretty pretty toys!

Aside from the kissing there was also fondling and more kissing in the spa with the lovely Miss Ve, an awfully debaucherous interlude with Miss H on the jetty where I was enjoying myself so much I didn't even notice that I was being attacked by giant killer mozzies and later in the evening on the way back from the bathroom, hallway shenanigans with S led to a very fun session in the upstairs bedroom with Puss, M and S and then later my gorgeous A came to join me and Puss. As Miss V would say - too much fun!

But of course there is my second task also. Around 1:30am A reminded me it was past midnight (I of course had no concept what time it was so I was lucky he helped me with that). I had accrued 170 spanks by this point in time from direct compliments and A had accrued a further 20 on my behalf, so there was no way I not going to take A up on his generous offer of halving the number in exchange for a public spectacle. 190 divided by 2 is 95. I went into our suitcase and sorted through the various spanking implements. After some deliberation I settled on the Tenderiser - a flat rectangular paddle smoothe on one side and textured on the other.

A also pressed into my hand my jewelled butt plug. "You'll wear this," he said. I slipped upstairs to the bathroom to insert it.

Carrying my paddle I went around to the various groups of guests and announced that if they would like to see me spanked they could gather in the living area. A lot of people took up the invitation. I kindly asked that the music be lowered so I could address the crowd and I thanked them for their attention and for the priviledge of their audience. I also let them know that I had earned 190 spanks and would be receiving 95. That drew quite a reaction.

A had placed a cushion on the floor in front of the couch in between where M and Miss H were seated. I knelt on the cushion and rested my arms on the couch and prepared to take my spanking. I have been spanked in front of other people before, but never a crowd this big and the spanking has never been preceded with any kind of audience address. It was quite amazing to hear the reactions, the intakes of breath and hisses as I took my punishment. A requested that I count out every fifth spank aloud. He started out very firmly and by 5 I was already breathless. I counted "five" and A prompted me until I said "thank you" afterward like a good obedient submissive.

His strikes were consistently firm, to the point where I wasn't sure if I would make it to 95. Once an area of your arse has been struck, each additional strike on the same area stings and builds up that painful sensation further and further. I continued to count out the strikes, adding "thank you" after every fifth number, holding very still from the waist down but unable to stop my head from tossing or my back from bucking when the sensation became too much.

There was a definite sense of relief when I reached 45 - I was past half way. I would make it. I think some people in the audience were a mite concerned. Puss, no doubt having recieved spankings herself, kindly joked that we needed to stop for half time and oranges - such a sweetheart. The spanking continued and at around 75 I heard a call from the spa "what number are we up to?" and an answering reply. So even the guests who chose not to watch could hear my punishment and were keeping score. Not long after that S in a fit of helpfulness brought out a large block of ice and pressed it to my flaming cheeks. The icy coldness was a fierce contrast on my warm bottom. He was only trying to help but it was unfortunate that the following strikes were far more painful than the previous, as my bottom was wet, chilled and tensed up.

A sensed my lowered threshold and eased off on the next few strikes. Before I knew it we were nearing 95 and I had almost forgotten that's where it would end. I'm not sure if it's a true memory or my own mind's device but I could've sworn the last five strikes were counted out aloud by my audience. Then it was just relief and an opportunity to see if my bottom was as pink as I thought it would be. It certainly was. Two days later as I write this I can attest to some minor bruising.

A sent me my tasks for the night via email and his sign off said "It will be a busy night for you. But don't forget to enjoy yourself."

I certainly did.