Chapter 1162: Spanking Suzanne

Chapter 1162: Spanking Suzanne



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During all this talking, Alan had stood up and stretched briefly while Suzanne took Xania's spot. He got back down, this time onto Suzanne's lap.

However, Suzanne had gotten some Vaseline from a bag near her feet and lathered up his cock and balls with it. Now as she took control of the handjob, her extra slick hands slipped and slid all over him in an incredibly diverting and exciting manner. She thought, Xania thinks she's so hot. Just 'cos her tongue's a couple of millimeters longer than mine and she's had sex with some more guys, she thinks she's the bee's knees. Well, Sweetie, we'll find out from you who gives a better handjob, hee-hee-hee!

Suzanne was letting her longstanding rivalry with Xania get the better of her. It was this sense of rivalry that had led to Suzanne stealing Xania's serious boyfriend and the ending of their college friendship. Their friendly competition had gotten out of hand back then. But in Suzanne's defense, Xania could be just as competitive. Had Suzanne been the one with the serious boyfriend then, the tables likely would have been turned.

The spankings resumed, this time with Xania doing the spanking. But after about ten spanks, Suzanne was getting increasingly frustrated with her failure to get Alan to cum. She knew he'd been close to cumming when she started, and she wanted to get him to blow before the next break so she could "prove" that she was the more sexually talented. She thought the Vaseline would tip the balance, but it had mostly been rubbed away by now and he still hadn't cum. Her tugging at his balls between spanks didn't do it either.

So she decided to use another prop to push him that last little bit over the orgasmic edge. She reached back into her bag and pulled out a very small vibrating egg and turned it on. With Led Zeppelin still pounding in the background, she didn't have to worry about anyone hearing its quiet humming. When the next spank was done, she brought the egg to the sensitive space between Alan's balls and his asshole, and let it buzz against him there.

She fully expected Xania to find her out before long. But that was okay, because presumably then Xania would rise to the challenge and go to greater and greater lengths to get him to his next climax. Everyone would win from playful one-upmanship, especially Alan. However, she didn't consider Susan.

In fact, the spanking had been so fun and diverting, and Susan was so silent, that she'd been completely forgotten by Xania and Suzanne by this time. But she was still there, still forcing herself to watch, and growing increasingly agitated.

At the moment, Susan was thinking, I can't just sit here. It's all well and good to be helpless when Tiger's in control and finding new ways to delightfully use my lusty busty body, but this is different. I can't just sit here listening to the sound of skin hitting skin and pretend he's spanking me anymore. They're perverting him, stealing his masculinity. I know he says he wants to experience this and I should obey his every command, but just this once I can't. I can't!

Just as Susan was about to verbally launch a new protest, she saw Suzanne reach into her bag and secretly palm something and then bring it up to Alan's ass. Suspecting some kind of foul play, she got up and came closer to see what was happening.

Suzanne was so focused on her buzzing egg and Alan getting spanked that her first notice of Susan's approach came as Susan stepped forward and pointed her finger right into Suzanne's face.

"A-ha!" she said once she got close enough to get a better look at the egg, and even hear it. "Suzanne, I've had enough of this horrid spanking. This ends NOW! And you've got some kind of buzzing vibrator in your hand, don't you?"

Suzanne opened her palm to show what she was holding. "Yeah I do. So what?"

"So what? You're up to no good. You're trying to harm my one and only Tiger, that's what! I'll bet you're trying to stuff that thing up his ass, too."

"And if I was?" Suzanne foolishly asked in what she thought was a rhetorical manner. "You're overreacting. Do you know how mind-blowingly pleasurable it would be for him if I could stimulate his prostate gland with this?"

Susan was so livid about that that she was struck speechless. She stormed over to Suzanne's bag. "We never agreed to that! You said you'd have limits! You know how he feels about anal insertion. Strictly no way!"

was just-"

"QUIET!" Susan bellowed. "It doesn't matter. You went too far in any case, and now you have to pay! Tiger, please take some rope out and tie Xania's hands behind her back. Give me some for Suzanne, my so-called best friend." Her voice dripped with anger and scorn.

So Alan began binding Xania. He figured he should just play along until the misunderstanding

could be cleared up.

Susan stopped paddling Suzanne momentarily so she could tie her hands behind her back.

As Susan worked on Suzanne's wrists, Suzanne again tried to explain. "Susan, this is all just a horrible misunderstanding. I wasn't going to put anything up his ass. I was just speaking rhetorically! I was using the egg to stimulate him on the outside."

Susan grunted, clearly unconvinced. "Uh-huh. So you say. What about the way you and Xania

repeatedly beat him?"

"What, you mean the spankings? You agreed we could do that! He agreed. He likes it!"

Hoping to calm the situation, he said, "It's true, Mom. It's fun... in a weird kind of way."

But that just seemed to inflame Susan's anger even more. "Fun?! Suzanne, Xania, what have you done to my little boy? You're taking a superior natural master and turning him into some kind of... well, I don't know... some kind of normal person! Worse! You're making him into a submissive weakling!"

Finished with her binding of Suzanne, Susan resumed paddling Suzanne's kneeling ass. "Masters" <SPANK> "do" <SPANK> "not" <SPANK> "get" <SPANK> "spanked!" <SPANK> She looked over at Alan and waited until he finished binding Xania's hands behind her back. Then she said, "Come on, Son, spank Xania too. She needs to be taught a lesson. That is, unless she's perverted and weakened your mind so much already that you can't even do

it anymore."

He laughed. Despite everything, he was amused at Susan's overly dramatic and fundamental misreading of the whole situation. "No Mom, it's still the same me."

"Well, thank God for that. Prove it by walloping her uppity butt!"

Alan put Xania in his lap and started spanking her. Though he didn't really want to strike her

hard, he felt obliged to so, so his mother wouldn't think he was somehow "weakened" by the

evening's events.

He looked next to him and saw that Susan was now sitting in a chair, just like him, with Suzanne similarly arrayed in her lap. She was striking Suzanne with the paddle even harder than he was spanking Xania with his hands.