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After a few minutes of silence Gabrielle said, "Which brings us to today. Our Great and Noble Ruler is with us and we have a special surprise for Him. My King has expressed a wish to see a girl clad in nothing but bra and panties. I foolishly tricked Him once and was punished appropriately by the Majestic Hand. Two weeks ago we presented ourselves to His Royal Sight and although I don't think He was dissatisfied His first desire remains unfulfilled. The time has come to remedy that situation. My maid has been instructed to wear her best undergarments and I hope she is pleasing to Your Eyes."
That broke my confused introspective reverie. I could figure out this how to spank and who spanks who business later. For now my curiosity was piqued as Gabrielle turned to Bernice and snapped, "Get up and take your shirt off."
The other girl blushed and wordlessly followed the harshly expressed command. Although I had already seen and touched her bare breasts and today they were covered she seemed to be quite embarrassed. As the shirt fell to the ground another brusque demand came from Gabrielle's courtly lips and in a few seconds Bernice's slacks were history. She looked very sexy in the forbidden unmentionables and I was thoroughly enjoying the show.
There was no doubt who was in charge as Gabrielle ordered Bernice into the poses described earlier which showed off the lingerie and the young body wearing them to their best advantage. As Bernice had said, some of the poses were awkward if not downright uncomfortable but she never hesitated even when the flush of embarrassment spread as far as her neck during some of the more obscene and blatantly sexy postures that went beyond the few I had been told about. This was a wet dream come to life and I had to readjust The Royal Cannon to a more comfortable position a few times.
Bernice's humiliation reached its limit when her tormentor said, "We can see that He finds this entertainment arousing and since your nipples are covered we have to find another way to let Him know how parading and posing for His Royal Pleasure affects you. Stand by Him and open your legs. Let Him feel how wet your panties are."
As you may recall, my hands had spent some happy time in this territory during our earlier escapades and she didn't seem to mind me touching her then so it confused me when she finally voiced an objection. "Please Milady, don't make me do that. It is not necessary. I confess I'm very much aroused and if you wish proof I will gladly remove my bra so you can both see my nipples."
Gabrielle was not moved and repeated her command with a warning of dire consequences. I couldn't understand what the problem was especially after Bernice's next plea. "Let me take my panties off first please. Then His Majesty can touch and probe me any He way likes."
OK, there was something about intimate contact over her panties that made her uncomfortable but that's all I could figure out. Remember I said girls confused me. Here was yet another prime example. Anyway, part of me wanted to call a halt to Bernice's ordeal but I was as transfixed by the aura of authority surrounding Gabrielle as Bernice was. In fact, I was almost afraid to speak up for fear she would turn her sharp tongue on me.
As it happens, her next sentence was to me but it was said in a voice as sweet as honey. "Would Your Highness mind standing up for a moment? I have need of the log to sit on."
His Majesty (still not wanting to upset Gabrielle) did as requested and with a gallant sweep of his arm offered the throne to her.
With a friendly smile she thanked me and then her eyes turned to stone as she glared at Bernice and ordered her into spanking position.
Bernice hesitated only for a second for a glance towards me and then put herself as directed. Sure enough, this spanking was like the one I had just heard about in that Bernice's hands and feet were on the ground but her rear end was perfectly raised over Gabrielle's knees. The quivering bottom never looked lovelier until I saw more of it when Gabrielle pulled Bernice's panties down. Now she had a clear path to the target and turned her face to me. "Now you're going to see how to give a real spanking."
For more than two dozen times Bernice's rear end flattened and bounced back to be struck again. I now understood why the swats I gave her were easy to take. They were child's play in comparison to the punishment she was getting now and it completed the explanation as to why her bottom was still red when I saw it that first afternoon.
When Bernice was allowed back on her feet all it took was a look from Gabrielle and the tearful girl pulled up her panties and stood before me with her feet spaced wide apart. My hand had a mind of its own as it moved between her legs and it caressed, squeezed and pushed against the source of the lubrication through the very wet fabric. She had just been humiliated and spanked painfully but she was humping against my hand and begging me to rub harder. A few minutes later she reached down, pulled her panties to one side and grabbed my hand to shove my fingers inside of her. They went gladly and it wasn't long before my other hand (with assistance from hers) got her bra off and three hands were busy at her chest.
Gabrielle watched silently as Bernice (with my help) finally shuddered and fell against me. As she slid down to the ground Gabrielle told her to open my zipper and attend to her King. The Royal Cannon had no objection to gaining its freedom and feeling female hands wrap around it again. We (the Royal Cannon and I) were not unhappily resigned to another open air ejaculation but that was not to be the case this afternoon. By chance or maybe by design, Bernice's face was level with my crotch and I didn't realize Gabrielle had joined us until she moved Bernice's head to the tip of my penis.
The question that flit through my weakened mind was, "I wonder if Bernice really wants to give me a blow job?" I tried to rationalize that if she was truly adverse to the idea she could speak up in her own defense. At least that was the opinion of the part of me that felt lips starting to slide over it.
As nice as it felt I couldn't let her do it. I stepped away from her and she almost fell forward tying to keep her mouth on me. When I was clear I knelt on the ground in front of Bernice and said, "You don't have to do this." She leaned close and whispered, "Yes I do and I want Gabrielle to make me do it. It's part of the game and we talked about this earlier. Play along."
Oh well, if it was part of the role playing I was happy to join in the festivities. I sat the log and said, "Gabrielle, bring your maid here and make sure she does a good job."
I saw two sets of sparkling eyes as Gabrielle responded, "Yes Milord." and directed Bernice to crawl between my legs. Bernice shook her head in mock defiance as Gabrielle grabbed it again and shoved it into my crotch. With one hand holding Bernice's face in position Gabrielle's other hand slapped down on Bernice's bottom. A few more swats and I was in a warm wet place again.
I gave ample warning of the impending discharge but Gabrielle kept her hand on the back of Bernice's head and I honestly believe Bernice could've moved if she didn't want me to ejaculate into her mouth which, by the way, is what I did.
She kept her lips on me until I shrank back to normal size and then settled back on her ankles to smile and ask,. "Did I please Your Majesty?"
I managed to emit a satisfied groan which meant "Yes" and Gabrielle jumped it take part of the credit. "My maid and I were happy to have served you in fulfilling your wish and more."
I ignored Gabrielle for a moment while I used actual words and assured Bernice that the Most High and Mighty Ruler of the Realm was indeed, greatly pleased by her performance. The two girls smiled at me but one of started to look a little worried when I added, "But it seems the Lady Gabrielle has misspoken. My original desire was to see her underwear and if she thinks she can escape my order by offering me a substitute she is very mistaken. This is not to take anything away from you Bernice. You are very pretty and I enjoyed every minute of your demonstration and your special attentions. However, there is the question of the Gabrielle's integrity. She is a lady of the court and I cannot let her dishonor herself by failing to follow her Liege Lord's command. So it is with her best interests at heart that I command her to place herself in what I now know to be the proper position for dealing with disobedient Queens."
Was I still scared of Gabrielle's wrath? You bet but when you have a tiger by the tail all you can do is hold on. As it turned out, she accepted my supremacy over her as easily as she held dominion over Bernice. She looked apprehensive but she slowly put herself over my lap. As I patted the area I intended to spank I told Bernice she could get dressed. Then I applied my hand about a dozen times before telling Gabrielle to stand and show me her bra. She obeyed and then moved to remove her shorts until I stopped her and pointed to my lap again. Another dozen and I couldn't figure out what she was starting to cry for. They were over two layers of clothes for the moment. On her feet again to finish removing her shorts and then her bottom was under my hand one more time but with only her panties between me and her skin. That dozen got to her and she was very respectful as I made her entertain us. Somewhere along the line I managed to lose the rest of my shyness and put my new toy through every one of the humiliating poses and positions she had devised for Bernice and even added a few more as the Royal Whim struck me.
The tyrannical attitude she displayed earlier was totally gone and when I asked her to prove she was aroused she immediately stood before me with her legs apart. I started to reach for her and then said, "Oh wait. There's something missing. Bernice, what are we forgetting to do."
Although it was a rhetorical question I think Bernice enjoyed answering it. "Your Majesty almost forgot to take her over your knee and pull down her panties for a long bare bottomed spanking. I'm sure Milady would feel disappointed if her King did not show the same degree of consideration for her well being and proper behavior that she showed to her lowly maid."
Gabrielle kept her silence during this conversation but as soon as Bernice had spoken the ex-Queen and now adorable lingerie model moved to my side, pulled her panties down and lay across my lap a fourth time. I spanked her as long as she spanked Bernice and when I paused she started to get up. I prevented that action and said, "Tell me fair Queen Gabrielle, is this what you had in mind when you said you wanted me to spank you and `do it right'?"
There were plenty or tears in her eyes as she looked up at me and said, "Yes, Thank you Milord."
Once again her attempt to rise was thwarted as I made a Royal Decree. "That was the spanking you gave to your maid but you are the Queen and entitled to more. What do you say to another dozen?"
She hung her head and said, "I will cherish every one."
I wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or not but although she squealed and squirmed with each resounding slap she stayed on my lap. When those panties were pulled back up they covered a very red bottom. For a moment I feared that I had overdone it but when I reached between her legs I found the same wetness and aroused response that Bernice had displayed.
In keeping with the scenario I stood up to remove Gabrielle's bra and masturbated her to climax.
I gave her a moment's rest before pointing out that our old friend, the Royal Cannon, was ready for action again. Wordlessly she knelt before me. I was still technically a virgin in that I had not engaged in sexual intercourse but before she stood up again I had my second experience in firing the Royal Cannon into a willing mouth.
After we were all properly dressed we shared hugs and Bernice turned shy as she said, "If you guys are willing I wouldn't mind doing this or something like it again but . . ."
We waited a minute for her to continue. "This sounds strange and I'm not sure how to say it. I mean, I'll take my clothes off for you and do whatever you command but would it be all right if Gabrielle spanked me. You can do it once in a while if you want but . . ."
There was no need for her to go on. We understood and agreed. Although I didn't care too much for getting spanked I found taking Gabrielle over my lap very satisfying. She enjoyed being on both the giving and receiving ends and Bernice wanted to be spanked by Gabrielle. Everybody got their wish. To seal the bargain Gabrielle suggested "one for the road". Bernice dropped her shorts and panties, bent over and got a real stinger from Gabrielle who then bared her own rear end to get one that made her jump from me.
We laughed together on our way back to the cabins and I couldn't help smiling as I watched them try and find a comfortable way to sit around the communal campfire that evening and wondered how they got through supper without their parents noticing how gingerly they sat down.
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