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Get your own Free Home PageYou can bet I remembered that Bernice's comment about Gabrielle's wish that I bring a rubber and was well prepared the next Saturday. We went swimming that morning and I mean we really did go swimming, in the water with the families and everything. We decided to save our trip to the forest for the afternoon but our morning swim wasn't entirely chaste.
When Gabrielle and I were far enough away from the others so as not to be heard I told her about the little things I purchased. She smiled and that started things growing in the front of my swimsuit. Her hand touching me there just added to it. Since only our heads were above water there was no one to see my hand fondling her breast. She dove under and when she surfaced she had pulled her suit down to her waist and with the cool water and the feel of my fingers she had two hard nipples for me to play with. Bernice swam over to us and said, "You two better be careful. I could tell what you're doing and somebody else may get suspicious. It's better if all three of us are together. They'd never suspect us of doing anything where we needed a chaperone."
She giggled as she put my hand on her to discover that she had also pulled down the top of her suit. Then her fingers joined Gabrielle's in playing with Ye Olde Royal Cannon. We saw one of the younger set swimming towards us so they disappeared under the water to pull their suits up and both of them stopped on their way back up to plant a kiss on the Majestic Bulge. As we swam I tried to get Gabrielle alone to ask her if there was some way we could ditch Bernice that afternoon so we could try out one of my new purchases. There was that smile again and she said she'd think about it. Then she got my heart pounding when she kissed my cheek and added, "One way or the other, I want to do it with you as soon as we can."
What a way to raise my spirits as well as other parts of me as if that could be any larger and harder than it already was. I reached down to pull her hips against mine and as I grabbed her delightful southern hemisphere I gave it an extra squeeze. She purred, "I like it when you touch me there. Spank me first." Before I could respond (verbally, that is) Bernice came close to us again and asked what we were talking about. Gabrielle quickly said, "He's got some rubbers and we're going to do it this afternoon."
What can I say, she was not real good at keeping secrets and I was caught between pride and embarrassment but that was only the start of their conversation. Bernice spoke next. "Hey, that's great. Can I watch or would you rather be alone."
I started to answer that we preferred the second option but Gabrielle splashed water in my face and chose to make our mutual loss of virginity a semi-public affair.
"I don't mind if you watch your King take His pleasure in His Queen but it'll cost you."
Bernice laughed and asked, "What's the price. I'll gladly pay it."
Gabrielle looked at me for a second before she answered, "I'll need a maid to unclothe me but it must be a naked maid with a very sore bottom. One who has gotten a spanking as each article of her clothing is removed the same way the King spanked me last weekend."
Bernice's hand went south and although we couldn't see it we all knew she was rubbing the rear end that would bear the major part of the expense if she was to be a lowly voyeur at the Royal Coupling. She only thought a moment before her sparkling eyes gave lie to the false reluctance of her next comment. "That will be a most painful and humiliating experience to be punished in that manner before His Majesty but if Milady requires it of me I shall accept Her discipline."
Her Queen smiled back and said, "I hope the King pays close attention to the way I spank you as you are undressed."
I was getting good at picking up hints and finished her sentence. "Because He will likewise celebrate the removal of each part of His Queen's attire to the same extent on her bottom."
A wonderful set of smiles told me I had gotten the message and the gleeful countenance of my face outshown both of them.
It seemed like years until we were finished with lunch and rather than last weekend's frolic through the woods we were a quiet procession as we made our way to the castle. The first order of business was for my subjects remove their sandals and then to kneel and pay homage to their Most High and Horny Ruler by softly kissing my Rod of Authority hitherto known as The Royal Cannon.
We wasted no time in getting to the real preparations. I stood to one side as Gabrielle sat on the Imperial Throne also known as the log and beckoned Bernice to her side. Without another word the young maid lay across her lady's lap and a dozen muffled spanks were applied to the seat of her short pants. She got to her feet, removed her shirt and was back for her second dose. The shorts went next and now the slaps were more distinct as were the expressions of mild discomfort. Up to take off the bra and back for her fourth dozen. There were tears in her eyes as she stood on shaky legs to slide her panties down and off. Gabrielle really laid it on for the final spanking and as she predicted, her naked maid was now equipped with a very sore and bright red bottom.
We gave the girl a chance to compose herself before I held out a hand to assist Queen Gabrielle to her feet and take her place on the Throne. The prophylactic was burning a hole in my pocket and I could hardly wait to put it to good use but Gabrielle wanted me to spank her first and truth be told, I found that activity enjoyable enough to make the delay worthwhile.
Speaking of that, a very pretty girl with nothing on was a visual distraction as she helped her Queen over my lap. I was really getting into this spanking business and let Gabrielle wait a full minute before I touched her. Even then it was only a caress to the bottom that was going to feel that same hand landing harder and harder as she was stripped.
I waited to hear her sigh and then the spankings began. Twelve good swats later the maid helped Gabrielle to her feet and at my direction, moved her to a spot in front of me so I could get a better view of the disrobing. She stood behind Gabrielle so as not to block my line of sight as she did on that first afternoon. My Queen had worn a very nice bra just for the occasion and it looked lovely for the moments I had her stand and display it. Then she was led back to my lap for spanks thirteen to twenty- four.
As she stood in front of me again and had her shorts taken off I pointed out the obvious. "You are beautiful Queen Gabrielle. The King delights in his sight of you. Alas, the loss of those pants also means you will feel the Majestic hand so much more acutely. It waits for you."
Once again I caressed gorgeous hind quarters to increase her excitement and anticipation before starting the next series. She was really feeling them now and had a difficult time keeping from rubbing the sting as her bra joined the rest of her clothes. There was a slight waning in her eagerness to be placed back over my lap but she held her tongue. That is, she was quiet going over my knee, she was not so quiet as my hand rebounded off the thin and, by the way, very sexy panties.
A moment or two later she was revealed to me in her natural glory. Bernice put out her hand to lead Gabrielle to her final spanking but it was slapped away. It seemed to be a point of pride for the Queen to go to her fate unassisted.
Such a mind boggling sight. A perfect bottom bearing the marks of my hand and quivering as it tensed and relaxed and offered itself for sacrifice. I didn't disappoint it and in my humble opinion, it was even redder and I'm sure, stinging worse than her maid's when I was through.
I stood up, took the rubber out of my pocket and passed the package to Bernice. I told her to open it as I added my clothes to the pile on the forest floor. She followed us as I led Gabrielle to a soft grassy spot and laid her down. The Queen's faithful serving girl got the honor of figuring out how to get that thing on me and then she stepped back a discrete distance. I lowered myself over the vision of loveliness looking up at me with her legs wide apart in invitation and squirming most sexily as she tried to find a comfortable spot for her battered behind.
I kissed her breasts and ran my fingers down her stomach to what was to be the site of the impending invasion. I'll bet every King wishes the portals of his conquest would be so open and welcoming. They were also rather impatient and although it only took two words Gabrielle made it clear she was wanting more than my fingers there. Drawing on all my research on this subject (Penthouse, Playboy and National Geographic) I used one hand to guide myself to the opening and slowly pushed in. When I felt her thin barrier I said, "This may hurt a bit."
She groaned and replied, "I know but it can't be any worse than my rear end feels. Do it. I'm ready."
She cried out as I gave mighty shove and I was fully imbedded. She asked me to wait a minute and then pushed herself up to take me in even further. I slowly slid in and out a few more times and she acknowledged that it felt as good to her as it did to me. We rapidly increased the tempo and I'm afraid I didn't last too long. (By the way, I've gotten better at that but that's another story.) Luckily, the foreplay of the spankings had gotten her close enough that she was humping wildly in the throes of a climax as I filled the rubber.
As we separated Bernice started clapping and saying, "Bravo, Bravo! Encore!"
That got us to laughing and I managed to say that I was not up to a repeat performance just yet but give me a little time and they'd find out why I brought more than one package of protection. Bernice snuggled between us and we were one big happy pile of naked teenagers talking TV shows, movies and such. You know what I mean. The things teenagers normally talk about with an occasional improper grope, squeeze, tug, kiss, nibble, tweak, stroke, spank, probe, etc., etc, etc.
After a while the etc., etc., etc. brought about a resurrection of the previously deflated Royal Cannon and although we hadn't planned it, both Gabrielle and I were concentrating our hands and kisses on Bernice's many charms. She was very turned on so when I asked if she wanted to return to her role as audience or take an more active part as the co-star of the encore her answer was not unexpected. She was ready and willing to be the next sheath for the Sword of Iron but not without a few words to Gabrielle and a request.
First she asked her friend if having a recently spanked bottom rubbing against the ground was good or bad. Gabrielle smiled and said, "I felt every blade of grass and it made me want him shoving that thing in me even harder. Why?"
Bernice looked at her with that same look she gave me when I asked a stupid question where the answer should have been obvious. "Because I want Him to give my rear end a good hard refresher while you're getting the other rubber."
She rolled onto her stomach and said, "Spank me until she comes back and Gabrielle, take your time."
I had figured out what she was driving at with her question but it took me by surprise that she chose me to spank her rather than Gabrielle. However, when a gentleman hears a request like that he would be a cad to refuse. Gabrielle must've crawled to our clothes and back because I had Bernice's rear end quite red and very warm to the touch by the time our equipment manager showed up with the rubber. Bernice rolled over as Gabrielle adorned me and declared me fit for battle. I felt that my extensive experience in deflowering maidens qualified me to decide how to proceed. How about in the same way I did it with Gabrielle for instance even to the same slight hesitation before the hymen busting thrust.
This time the Royal Cannon, Rod of Authority and Sword of Iron was not in so much of a hurry to finish the job and after two wild rides to heaven Bernice said she had enough. Fortunately for the (whatever names I had for it) there was another place to hide waiting on the sidelines and even without a recent spanking, she was happy to welcome it for a return visit.
The rest of the summer we continued our games whenever we could and I lost count of how many spankings I watched Gabrielle give Bernice or I gave Gabrielle and occasionally Bernice. The King was entertained by many erotic displays and frequent occurrences of Imperial Intercourse. What a way to spend to pass the time on weekends.
That was many years ago. Gabrielle and I are married and my home is my castle where I exercise the rights of the King fairly often. Tonight Bernice and her husband are coming to visit. Gabrielle will have her maid and the Majestic Hand will have the able assistance of a most capable Court Spanker. Together we will see to the proper behavior of both the Queen and her servant.
Let the cannons roar.
Life is good.
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