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Sitting still at dinner was one of the hardest things Alice ever had to do. Last night's meal saw her squirming on her chair but for a much different reason. Tonight was another story. Her bottom was still a tad sore but putting weight on it was not unbearable. It was the excitement of hearing him tell the world, or at least the household staff, of their decision to live together. And then there was the after announcement entertainment where she was going to be the star of a show she both dreaded and was already wet thinking about.
At last the final dishes were cleared and he instructed Jason to gather everyone in the library. When they were alone in the dining room, he assisted her to her feet, embraced her lovingly and they kissed passionately. He asked, "Are you ready for this?"
She answered his question with one of her own. "Do you mean telling them how much I love you?"
He chuckled. "I don't think that's really necessary. Everyone in the room tonight could see the way you were looking at me and I'm sure I was just as obviously smitten by the lovely creature across the table from me. I have a feeling they won't be surprised by our decision. But what I'm talking about is our demonstration of the other side of our relationship. Are you ready to have them see that?"
It was her turn to gently chide. "If I remember right. Yesterday afternoon I paraded through the house with a red bottom and nothing else. Do you really think they're so stupid as to not guess I was doing that of my own free will? I don't imagine there will be any great secrets exposed by anything you tell them which is not to say I'm particularly looking forward to being stripped and displayed for them. And as much as I like it when you give me a little spanking I know what I said I wanted you to do as our finale. You have a reputation to uphold and I don't expect a lot of mercy when you have me ask you to take me over your knee. But, am I ready? Yes! I'm glad you've decided not to make me your slave every day so it will be special when you do. Tomorrow I can be the new mistress of the house, an attentive student and loving companion but tonight is one of those special nights when I want you to show them my complete devotion to you. Shall we join them?"
He nodded and offered his arm as they walked side by side to greet the staff.
His initial announcement was met with enthusiastic applause. As predicted, it wasn't a shock to anyone but they were glad it was now out in the open and she was hugged by all and his hand was shaken in congratulations. Jason passed out champagne and everyone toasted their happiness.
Their host called for silence and stood next to Alice for the next part of his speech. "As you can all see, she is a beautiful woman and the picture of purity and innocence. But you also know she occasionally needs some external discipline that I've been only too happy to provide. It is no secret that she has undergone some trying times in my special correction room. A room you are all familiar with in one respect or another. And you were all present the night Jason spanked her in the dining room. The truth of the matter is that her behavior that night was a sham. Her sole purpose in acting like a little brat was to give me an excuse to have her punished in public and although the idea of having her nude was mine she got what she wanted. Yesterday you had a second opportunity to see all her charms on her way to her second session in that room. As was the case for her first visit, she was not there because her behavior was lacking but because the punishment she receives satisfies a darker desire in both of us. She is rapidly becoming my equal in our work and I look forward to sharing my life with her at my side and not under my feet but there will be times when our other needs are expressed and she will be my complete and devoted slave."
He stopped for a moment and unzipped her dress. As he slid it off her and onto the floor he continued. "Tonight we not only celebrate her moving into my suite, we also celebrate the open recognition of her other self. Notice how she doesn't look quite the modest young lady now. I asked her to purchase more adult oriented underwear and I think she choose well, don't you?"
She had no one but herself to blame for the clothes she wore. She foolishly wanted to give them a good show knowing it would humiliate her and so far it was working out just as she planned. Unfortunately, she was silently cursing herself for being so brazen when it was just an erotic fantasy to be stripped in front of them. The real thing was turning out to be even more embarrassing and mortifying than she expected. So why was she about to drip through her panties and what would they think when they saw that? He had her slowly turn in her sheer slip before moving the straps off her shoulders so it could join the dress on the floor. He motioned for her to step out of the crumpled clothes and put them on one of the easy chairs. She returned to his side and he gently took her arms and held them behind her back to thrust out her chest.
"We've all seen larger breasts than these but I like them just the size they are. And this bra enhances their charm. Notice how they are raised a little and look at these adorable nipples poking out."
He gave a little tweak to bring out the tiny bumps in the almost transparent fabric even more. There was a quiet moan from a very red face. He wasn't in a big rush to fully uncover his prize and spoke more about how soft and silky the bra felt. It just wouldn't do except to share this sensation with everyone so he sent her to present the fabric for each person to appreciate. She kept her hands locked behind her and when it was pointed out that she was keeping her breasts pushed out and available without anyone's assistance so she must like what she's doing she was really ashamed.
The dual emotions of mortification and arousal were evident to the most casual observer. There was no hiding her chagrin at offering herself to each person or the telltale gasps and satisfied sighs as hand after hand stroked her. In order to make the comparison meaningful she was sent back around for a second trip so the eager fingers could explore the same area after her lover removed the well-handled bra.
Although the other women present were not inclined to be specifically attracted to members of their own sex they certainly had an appreciation of any beautiful body and had no problem with this sort of physical contact with Alice. As for the men, what can I say? They were overjoyed to get a cheap feel along with a few rougher squeezes. This was the first time Jason really got a chance to explore any part of young Alice except her bottom in preparation for and during his spankings so, in spite of his new relationship with Sally, he made the most of the occasion. And speaking of Sally, she had no doubts about Jason's love for her so his little dalliance with the increasingly available Alice caused her no jealously. And although she did not have any desire to be in her friend's shoes, she understood her need. She was the only female to do more than gently run her fingers over the breasts. When it was her turn she pinched Alice's nipples hard to remind her of how they had to manipulate each other to properly prepare themselves for the clamps the night before. The eyes of the two women were locked together and they both knew they were destined to become more intimate with each other's bodies at their lovers' command in the future.
After this above-the-waist activity it was time to set their sights a little lower. Alice closed her eyes tight as she remembered her decision to put the panties over the garters so they would have to come off first. Mentally she was kicking herself and was surprised when she felt him unsnap the garters from the stockings and pull the straps from her underwear. Like the first time over his lap she said a silent "thank you" for his decision to leave the last veil of her modesty even if it was for only a few more minutes. He had her sit on a table and raise one leg as he took off a shoe. He put her foot down on the table off to her side and she started to slide backwards but that's not what he wanted and he moved her back to the edge. To maintain her balance she was forced to lean back and support herself with her hands behind her which kept the two pointy parts thrust out. The other shoe fell and that foot was placed on the table also.
She was sitting (?) with her feet about a yard apart and her knees wide open so the panties she was so thankful to be wearing a few seconds earlier were now displayed with the dampness they had absorbed very visible. Even if it wasn't obvious he ran a finger over the crotch and told the assemblage what he found. One after the other, they all verified the fact. The marks from their extended session with the tip of the riding crop were still visible and when the stockings were gone they all returned to trace the dotted line back to the embarrassing wet spot. Alice was not having a good time and what had seemed a boon before just increased her humiliation with each remark about the shameful state of her underpants.
It was a relief when he allowed her off the table but it was only to facilitate the removal of her garter. Her denuding was almost complete but he had a little surprise for her first. His question of, "Isn't she the picture of a horny little slut with her sopping panties and nipples still poking out?" was met with universal agreement. He continued, "She has portrayed herself to you as a pure and modest young lady which we can all see was something less than the truth. I would call that a form of lying and since you were the ones she tried to fool, you should have a hand in her chastisement. She will come to each of you, pull those shameful panties down to her thighs and put herself into an appropriate position for one swat. You each get only one so make it good. Then she will pull up the panties and move to the next person as I direct. After she has paid her debt to each of you I will finish stripping her and I'll be open to suggestions how she should pose for your enjoyment."
She stared at him open-mouthed for only a moment before meekly nodding her head to acknowledge her acceptance of his decree. He maneuvered her between swats so she had to traverse the room in shame and increasing discomfort many times before she tearfully returned to him. With great ceremony, he had her face the audience and slowly exposed her completely. They were an imaginative bunch and she was bent and twisted in very uncomfortable and humiliating positions where all her most intimate charms were seen and felt many times over.
It seemed to be an eternity till he called a stop to the festivities and had her stand next to him again. He kissed her and she responded with all her heart and passion. He whispered, "You have far exceeded all my expectations. I am willing to forego the last part of our agreement and take you to bed now."
She quietly responded, "Thank you. I want you in me so bad it hurts but everybody here knows you spank me and no demonstration of your mastery over me would be complete without them seeing how well you do it. But I've changed my mind about something. I don't want you to make me ask for it. Let me show them how I really feel about submitting to your punishment as well as your commands."
He stepped away from her and she turned to the crowd. She took a breath and said, "I want to thank you all. Not only for your good wishes about the two of us sharing our love but also for taking part in my humiliation. I do not mean that sarcastically. I wanted to show you my devotion to him and although I must admit I'll find it hard to face you fully clothed in days to come, you have given me a most embarrassing and wonderful way to do so. You are all well aware of the fact that I have been subject to his discipline for misdeeds but as he has already told you, both times I have been a guest in the correction room it was not because of anything I did to deserve it. The first visit was the first time he spanked me and it helped me discover the erotic effects of that kind of attention. More often than not, any further spankings I received were because it was something we both wanted. To be sure, many of them were quite painful but I endured them for the pleasure that would follow. As you can now see, we have gone beyond simple spanking games. My naked march yesterday was not something I wanted to do but I'm glad I did it. Today I stand in front of you totally naked both in body and in soul. You know me as I really am. If he desires me to debase myself with any of you in the future I will be as embarrassed and humiliated as I have been tonight but I will obey him without question. Now, the point of this little speech is that his spanking me was the beginning and has been an integral part of our sexual relationship. It is only fitting that it be a part of my debut as his lover and sometimes slave."
She turned to face him and made her request. "Would you please take me over your knee and spank me?"
He nodded and sat down. Her final preparations were interrupted by applause and then silence broken only by the sound of a hand slapping flesh repeatedly and then groans, squeals, cries of pain and ending with uncontrollable sobbing. Her bottom was bright red as were her eyes and there were many tears forming a puddle under her face before he stopped.
Without further ado, he scooped her up, tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her from the library to a standing ovation. In his room he gently set her down and held her close for lots of kisses and gentle fondling as he stripped and then it was into the bed. She squealed again as her bottom hit the sheets but it didn't dampen her enthusiastic welcome of him into where she had wanted him to be for the last few hours.
As she promised, he didn't get much sleep that night.
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