You Said Forever (Club Decadence) (19 page)

“But, Cap…”

“No Reg...” Megan interrupted her. “They’re right.  I could have said something months ago.  Even if I wasn’t quite sure I could have told Rick or Tony my theory.  You gave me a lot of clues.  With some insight early on I’m sure Rick would have had this figured out in days or weeks, not months and months.  I feel so ashamed.  I was so wrapped up in what was going on with my own life that I neglected to care for one of the best parts of it.  You.”

Regan and Megan simultaneously fell into each other’s arms, sobbing and hugging.  Rick and Tony looked on indulgently as both women broke position and shot protocol all to hell.  Cap shook his head in self-mockery and sighed. “We have to be the worst Doms ever.”

“Yeah, I’ll admit I’m whipped, how about you?”  Rick readily confessed he would do anything for his sub, the love of his life, his beloved wife.

“You know it, brother.  If one or both of those babies turns out to be a girl I am so screwed.”

They looked at each other and chuckled.  Then decided it was time to man up and teach their naughty girls their lesson.

“OK girls.  Back in position, now.  No one said you could break position and we damn sure didn’t give you permission for all of this talking.”

They turned and looked at Tony whose stern expression matched Ricks as they stood side by side. Tall and commanding, they both had their arms crossed over their chest in a tough, unyielding position.  Megan and Regan looked at each other in amazement.  How did they turn that Dom stuff on and off like that? Was there a switch or something?   They couldn’t help but giggle nervously.

“You’re laughing?  I know even naughty girls like you know better than to be disrespectful by giggling and carrying on when your Master is set on punishment.  What do you think Master Tony, an additional stroke with the cane?”

“Most definitely, Master Rick.  This behavior is unacceptable and it is our duty as Masters to enforce the principles of appropriate sub behavior.”  He paused and waited for them to realize they had better get back in position. “You already have an additional stroke, would you like to go for two?”

The girls sprang apart and snapped back into position, Megan rushed back to stand in the waiting position next to her husband.

“Much better.” Rick praised then bit his lip to keep from laughing when he saw Tony was also struggling to maintain control.  These two women, both gorgeous and sexy, were also cute as hell and their Masters loved it.

Rick turned serious. “OK, back to the business at hand.  As I was going to say before the interruption, Regan, your punishment deserves to be more severe than Megan’s.  But since you will already be taking fifty strokes...”

“Fifty?” Regan yelped.

He swatted her naked rear twice with an open palm. “Don’t interrupt me again.  You have earned fifty strokes plus the extra one you just earned.  Thirty with Cap’s Lexan paddle, fifteen with the tawse, and the final five, uh rather six with the extra, will be by the cane and will be administered by Tony and Megan to make up for the damage your actions have caused them.  I know this is more than you have ever had before, but I feel that in this case you have definitely earned a severe punishment.  As Meg so succinctly stated earlier, the punishment fits the crime.”

Seeing the color leech from Regan’s face, Cap tried to reassure her that it sounded much worse than it was.  “Megan had her first session yesterday, tell your sister about your experience.”

“It was bad but not unbearably so, Reg.  The cane stung and burned a lot but I didn’t even bruise, except for one little place where the tawse caught my hip.”  She smiled at her sister trying to ease her anxiety.

“Ok, but Meg you’ve always told me you think Tony is stricter and punishes harder than most of the other Doms.  He’s going to use the can… ”

Megan blushed as Tony looked at her with an eyebrow raised in question. “Seriously, Megan?  Do you think I’m too harsh?  You have never even used your safeword yellow except during that little spanking at The Club before I even knew you were pregnant.”  He stepped closer to her, his front pressing snugly into hers and he firmly grasped her chin, angling her head to meet his concerned gaze. “Tell me you haven’t been braving excessive punishment and withholding your safeword from me.”

Megan’s pale complexion was emblazoned with embarrassment.  “No Captain.  You have never been too harsh with me.”

Tony searched her eyes, knowing her very expressive face would always reveal the truth. “You promised me you would use your safewords if needed, Angel.  Tell me truthfully, have you ever withheld a safeword during play or punishment.”

“I swear, Captain.  You have always given me exactly what I needed, both in play and punishment.  You are the perfect Master for me.”

“Hmm, sounds like there’s another difference between the girls, Cap.  Meg enjoys a dash of pain to Reg’s love of exhibitionism and bondage.  Interesting,” Rick watched both twin’s faces flame in unease.

“No need for embarrassment, you two.”  Cap reassured Megan with a hug as Rick gave the same to Regan. “Everyone’s kink is different, just as is everyone’s threshold for receiving and giving pain.  If you ask me, Rick and I each found the perfect twin for our corresponding kinks.”  Cap winked at Megan and she smiled at him in return.  “Turn around and lift your dress above your waist Megan.”

“What?”

“Don’t question me, I want to show your sister that you were not harmed during your punishment session yesterday.  I also want to inspect that bruise from the tawse.  Now do as I say.”

Megan turned and pulled her dress up to her waist.  She hadn’t worn any panties so her round butt cheeks were bared to the room. “Lean forward a little so she can see your thighs too, Angel.” Tony caressed his wife’s pink butt and assessed the bruise on her hip. “This bruise isn’t from the tawse Meg. It’s from you running into the sofa table the other day remember?”

“Oh yeah, I forgot that.”  He helped her to stand and smoothed down her dress.  “See Reg, not even a bruise.”

“Do you think we went easy on you, Megan?”

“Lord, no.  Master Rick picked out all the tools I hate the worst.  You didn’t by any chance have a hand in that did you, honey?”

“No, and remember who you are talking to sub, we are in a playroom discussing your misbehavior and punishment so I suggest you show me due respect.”

“Yes, Captain.”

“So Regan, you heard her say we didn’t go easy yet there was no broken skin or even a bruise left by our tools as she calls them.  You can be assured that while you get the same, we’ll be as careful with you as we were with your sister.  Understand?”

“Yes, Master Tony.”

“Excellent.  I yield the floor to you then Master Rick.”

“Do you feel better about this, Regan?” At her nod he continued.  “I have just a few more things to tell you about your punishment before we begin.”  He explained what Tony and Rick had planned for them.  Her eyes were widened, 200 swats would have been unbearable.  The four sessions weren’t going to be easy, but she appreciated the leniency the two masters were showing for their subs well being. 

You with me on this, Regan?”

“Yes Master.” 

“Good girl.  In addition, because your actions were especially egregious, you will get a few extras.  Specifically, you will be gagged, your nipples clamped and your ass plugged.”  Rick allowed time for this to sink in and stepped away to the table where they had set out the punishment implements.  He returned with a red rubber ball gag and before securing it handed her a yellow handkerchief.  “While you’re gagged use this as safeword signal.  Since this is punishment by both your Dom and HoH and we are not playing in a scene, you will not be allowed a stop safeword.  You will receive the full punishment but if you need a break I’ll give you one if you signal yellow.  Understood?”

“Yes Master.” Regan swallowed, her throat was dry in anticipation of the worst spanking she had ever received.

After giving her a small sip of water, Rick secured the gag.  He kissed her gently on the cheek then bent down and took one nipple into his warm mouth, sucking and biting gently until it peaked in his mouth into a firm tight bud.  Ready to be clamped, he applied moderately heavy tweezers and adjusted the tension until she whimpered behind her gag.  Having used clamps on her for years, he knew this signaled too much and he backed them off just a bit so that they were snug but no more than mildly uncomfortable.  As the session progressed, the restricted blood flow would make her nipples numb but the weight of the chain swinging prettily between her breasts would be a reminder and keep her on edge.  He repeated the process with her other nipple until both were pinched by the rubber tipped clamps, the wet skin shiny and making them peak tighter in the cool air of the basement.  Regan panted as she adjusted to the clamps, her pussy instantly responding to the stimulation.

“Beautiful.  Your nipples are already a lovely rosy color.”  Rick admired the pretty sight giving the chain a tug and watching her reaction with pleasure.  He felt his cock stir reminding himself to stay focused, this was punishment.  He should have made love to her this morning and taken the edge off.  This was going to be as difficult on him as it was for her.  Almost.

“Just one more thing and we’ll get started.” She watched him move back to the table.  She knew the one more thing was the butt plug.  Not much of a punishment for her since she loved anal play and Rick was an expert at it.  When Rick turned back to her she saw him holding a paring knife and he was whittling an oddly shaped off-white colored object.  He looked up at her when he’d shaped the strange stuff into of a plug complete with a flange at the end to keep it in place.

“This is something we haven’t tried before.  Master Peter recommended it actually.  Since this will be a lengthier punishment and you tend to tense up under a paddle or strap, this will help you keep that pretty ass from clenching.  Bend over the bench, please and we’ll get you plugged and ready for your spanking.”

Regan’s eyes were fixed on the strange white carving in his hands.  Why not just use a regular plug?  Why go to this trouble?

“Regan, over the bench now.  I warn you my naughty sub, any more delays and hesitation in the future will be deemed as disobedience and dealt with accordingly.”

Regan nodded and quickly bent over the bench.  She felt Rick’s foot between hers as he spread her legs wider.  The next thing she knew a warm hand was separating her bottom and exposing her small hole.  She tensed reflexively.  “Relax.”  He stoked her pucker with a broad finger, waiting patiently for her muscles to relax before applying tiny drop of lube.  He didn’t want the lube interfering with the effects of the plug so used the lubricant sparingly.  He then slid the plug into her bottom.  It wasn’t large, in fact it was much smaller than the usual plugs they used when playing.  Barely larger than one of Rick’s fingers.

She heard him move to the sink nearby and run the water for a few minutes. The next thing she knew he was moving around the spanking bench securing her wrists and ankles. When he was done with her wrists he remained crouched in front of her and brushed the hair from her eyes, angling her face so she could look at him.

“You’ll soon realize that plug is special.  It’s made from a ginger root.  You’ll soon feel a warm sensation from the ginger oils.  If you squeeze and clench your ass it will cause more to be released.  The more oils the more it will heat up and you will feel an uncomfortable burning sensation.  This process is called figging.  Trust me enough to know that I would never harm you, Regan.  The ginger is quite safe and won’t injure you just make you uncomfortable if you clench.   Understand?”

Regan clenched reflexively as he explained how the root worked.  The warm sensation quickly turned to heat as it burned her tender tissues.  She whimpered and watched Rick shake his head.

“You’ve got to relax or it will really heat up and add to your discomfort.  This is an old Victorian trick to keep naughty girls from clenching under the cane and bruising.  So, Regan, don’t clench.”  He gave her a quick kiss then stood and took up a position at her rear.

“Cap and Megan are going to witness your punishment.  As family and friends, your actions affected them adversely as well so I am also invited them to participate.  At the end, I will allow them to give your five cane strokes, plus the extra.   I found that after I caned Megan yesterday and she apologized my anger and resentment were gone.  We do this at the club and it is quite effective in ending disputes and mending fences.  I hope she feels less guilty after receiving hers stripes from me.”

He was happy to see that when he looked over at his sister-in-law he got a brief nod and small smile of agreement.

“We’ll begin then.”  Ricks large hand began to rub the cool skin of her ass firmly, stimulating the blood flow.  He then gave her several brisk warm up swats, three to each cheek before rubbing her again.  The heat in her ass was bearable as she relaxed into his caresses and moaned at the pleasant sensation.

“Thirty with the paddle begin now, on my count.”

He set a brisk pace in sets of six, laying down all six swats on one cheek before moving to the other.  He increased the force of the swats until Regan’s ass was ablaze from the wicked stinging paddle.  She squirmed and squealed but stayed relaxed until the last swat fell and she tensed up, then the ginger did its job.

“Don’t tense up, Regan.  Breathe in and out through your nose, try to relax.”