by Adrian Caine
"Carla, get down here! They're gonna be here any minute!" Maggie called up the stairs.
"I know! I'll be right there!" Carla called back.
Maggie went back to the last of the party preparations, shaking her head. "It's not like she has to get dressed or anything," she said to herself with a smile.
It was Carla's 30th birthday, and they were celebrating with some good friends who shared their particular lifestyle. In keeping with the same, the birthday girl would spend the party in her birthday suit, and receive over-the-knee spankings from each guest!
Upstairs, Carla was looking in the bathroom mirror and blushing prettily. She was basically a shy person, but being married to Maggie meant having her limits perpetually tested. She'd been to two of these birthday parties in the past year, but this was her first time as the guest of honor, and to say she was nervous would be a serious understatement!
Her shoulder-length brown hair had been styled for the occasion, and she was satisfied with the look. At 5'6", she was a petite woman with medium-sized breasts, a fairly flat stomach and an ample behind. "A bottom made for spanking," as Maggie often said. It was still a light pink and tingling from the private birthday spanking she had received earlier. At Maggie's behest, Carla had fully shaven herself in front, making her feel more than naked! This evening, she would be wearing nothing but her jewelry: a wedding ring, a silver belly button ring, a toe ring on her left foot and an ankle bracelet on her right. The thought of welcoming guests in her present condition made her tummy flip!
"Carla! Get your butt downstairs now!" she heard Maggie yell.
"I'm coming!" she called back. It was the moment of truth. Once she went downstairs there'd be no turning back. She stepped out on the landing, blushing like crazy. It was a cold December night in the Colorado mountains, and in her current state, Carla was certainly feeling the chill! She forced herself to walk downstairs, saying, "This is crazy, this is crazy!" to herself as she went.
"Well, it's about time, chica!" Maggie said in mock anger. "One more minute and you would have gotten yourself a punishment spanking for being late for your own party! I think it would be cute if you had to greet your guests with a hot pink bottom, don't you?"
"Umm, not so much," Carla replied, her hands automatically going back to cover her bottom.
"Well, it certainly will be a nice shade of red once everyone's had their turn with it tonight!" Maggie winked.
The doorbell rang, and Carla's stomach did somersaults. "Well," Maggie said, "don't just stand there babe, answer the door!" Carla groaned, but obeyed, tiptoeing towards the door in her bare feet.
When she opened it, there stood Dee, her good friend from the UK. Dee was a bisexual woman who had traveled all the way across the Atlantic for this very special 'girls' night.'
"Oh, Carla, you look absolutely darling in your birthday suit!" she exclaimed, coming through the door and kissing her friend on the cheek.
"Hi, Miss Dee, I'm so glad you could make it!" Carla replied, smiling but blushing furiously.
"Hi, Maggie!" Dee hugged her enthusiastically. "Aww, doesn't Carla look incredibly cute when she blushes? I could just eat her up!"
"Yeah, she sure does, but I'm the only one who gets to eat her up," Maggie said with a devious grin.
"Maggie, you naughty lady!" Dee said in mock indignation, swatting Maggie's bottom. "You sure know how to make a woman jealous!" They all laughed, and suddenly Carla didn't feel quite as embarrassed by her nakedness.
She offered her friend a glass of wine, which she accepted happily. They all sat down in the living room.
"So tell me, who else will be here tonight?" Dee asked.
"Our friends Jayna and Isabel from college, and Carla's big sister Genevieve," Maggie said, sipping her Merlot. "Ginny wasn't sure she could make it at first, but when I told her about our party plans, she decided she couldn't pass up a chance to spank her baby sister in her birthday suit!"
"She still remembers her 18th birthday, when I spanked her bare bottom with the hairbrush," Carla mused. "Mom said it would be my last chance to give her a birthday spanking, so I should make it memorable - and I did!"
"Well, young lady, I don't think you can hope for any clemency from her tonight, then!" Dee laughed. "And speaking of zero-clemency, here's your first present from me," she said, reaching into her bag. She took out a small box, beautifully gift-wrapped. "It's your 'pre-birthday' present, so you must open it now."
"Thank you, Miss Dee; I can't imagine what it might be," Carla said somewhat ruefully. In fact, she knew exactly what it was, because Dee had told her in one of their online conversations. Carla opened the box and squealed when she found the beautiful Victorian-style hairbrush she'd been promised. Attached was a note card that read, 'Not to be used upon hair.'
"Oh Dee, you shouldn't have! No, I mean, you really shouldn't have," Carla grinned and kissed her friend on the cheek. "Well I certainly couldn't have my sweet Carla getting spanked with anything less than the best!" she enthused. Maggie picked up the implement and turned it over in her hand. "Wow, this is one heavy hairbrush! Your butt is toast, Babe!"
"Don't remind me!" The doorbell rang again, and once again Carla blushed deeply as she went to the door. "She really has no control over that pretty little blush, does she dear?" Dee said to Maggie. "No, she doesn't. She's really very shy: that's why this party is gonna be so good for her."
Their comments actually produced a deeper shade of red in Carla's cheeks as she welcomed Genevieve in.
"Oh my God, Sis, I can't believe you're actually doing it!" Ginny hugged her little sister. "Well, I had a choice between a birthday-suit party or a whole week of birthday spankings from Maggie," Carla said. "Maggie, what have you done to my innocent baby sister, you twisted dyke?!" (Ginny and Maggie were the best of friends, so such potentially inflammatory epithets were all in good fun.)
"Innocent? Innocent?! You obviously don't know your sister as well as you think," Maggie laughed, embracing her sister-in-law in a bear hug.
Jayna and Isabel arrived moments later, and after much giggling about Carla's choice of attire, introductions were made and everyone sat down to dinner. The ladies all enjoyed Maggie's exquisite Coq au Vin and vintage Merlot. They also enjoyed teasing poor Carla about her inability to keep the perpetual blush from her cheeks, reminding her that the other two cheeks would soon match!
After dinner, and cake, they all retired to the living room. "Okay, everybody, it's presents and spanking time!" Maggie announced with glee.
"I don't mean to be forward, dear," Dee said, "but my gift really should be opened first."
Carla answered, "Oh, no! I'm not sure I wanna know what else you got me!" She opened the gift, gasping at what she saw.
"It's a butt plug, darling," Dee said (stating the obvious!).
"I know what it is! I'm just, I'm, uh, Oh my God!!" Carla shrieked, causing the rest of the room to erupt in laughter.
"Well don't be rude, babe," Maggie said. "Ask Aunty Dee to put it in you!" This elicited another gasp from Carla, and an "Oh, my!" from Dee. She had fantasized about this, but never dreamed it would actually happen! Turning a new shade of red,
Carla placed herself submissively across Dee's lap and said, "Aunty Dee, thank you for my present. Will you please put it in me?"
Dee smiled broadly and said, "It would be my pleasure, darling."
"You certainly have her well trained," Jayna observed.
"Thank you, J, I do what I can," Maggie replied with a twinkle in her eye. Jayna held Isabel's hand tightly and they both watched with great interest as Dee lubricated the five-inch invader that was about to penetrate their friend.
Carla tensed up and quietly said, "Oh, my God!" staring at the rug in nervous apprehension. Dee swatted her sharply on both bottom cheeks. "Stop clenching, you naughty girl! Aunty Dee needs to open you up." She dipped her finger in the lubricant, then stuck it into Carla's most private spot, causing the girl to gasp and kick involuntarily. After the target area was properly lubricated, Dee very gradually eased the plug into the birthday girl's backside. Carla's toes curled and she grabbed Dee's leg, breathing hard as the invader went deeper and deeper inside her. Her anus helped pull it in all the way, and then she got another surprise. Dee flipped a switch, and the plug began vibrating loudly, shaking her from the inside out. Carla reacted with an involuntary "OH!!" and there was laughter and applause all around.
"Oh, that's perfect, Dee!" Maggie enthused. "I'll be sure to keep that inside her 'til tomorrow morning." Carla groaned at the prospect. "OK! And I propose we leave it on the highest setting for the rest of the evening!" she said, turning up the power. More giggling ensued as Carla levitated on her lap.
Maggie handed Dee the hairbrush, and Dee addressed the birthday girl. "I've been wanting to do this for a long, long time, my sweet Carla."
SMACK! The heavy brush landed with a force and a sting that took Carla's breath away. Together, the guests chanted, "One!"
SMACK!
"Ow!"
"Two!"
Dee continued the spanking with gusto, while Carla twisted on her lap, kicking her little feet against the sting. She had never been able to take a spanking without a lot of fuss, and Dee's athletic swing of the hairbrush soon had her reacting with ever-louder vocalizations. Finally, she reached the last stroke.
SMACK!
"Ow!! Ahh!!"
"Thirty!" the guests chorused.
Carla lay limp over her friend's lap, breathing heavily and still kicking in a futile attempt to relieve the sting in her hot pink backside.
"Don't forget one for good luck!" Ginny advised.
"No!" Carla cried, but the hairbrush had already begun its downward arc.
SMACK!
"Ow! Oh my god!"
Everyone applauded Dee's excellent spanking work. "Thank you, everyone," she said a little breathlessly. She pulled Carla up on her lap and gave her a long hug. "Happy Birthday, Sweetie!" she said warmly.
"Thank you, Aunty Dee."
"Okay, my present next!" Isabel said with enthusiasm. Carla stood up somewhat stiffly and rubbed her inflamed tail. Isabel handed her a gift, which she started to open it standing up.
"Oh no, you don't!" said Ginny. "You park that buzzing little tail of yours back on your chair right now!"
Carla groaned, but smiled and said, "Yes, Ma'am."
"Now that's what I call showing respect for your elders!" Isabel grinned.
Carla winced as she lowered herself onto her chair and opened the box. Inside was a pink 'Pocket Rocket' vibrator.
"Isabel! How'd you know?!" Carla exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh, a little bird named Maggie," she winked.
"It's just what I wanted ... thank you!" Isabel leaned over for a kiss. "I'm gonna have fun with this later on," Carla purred, looking over at Maggie.
"What do you mean, later on, little girl?" Maggie said. "Isabel's gonna demonstrate its use right now!"
"Oh my God, you're not serious!" Carla said, dumbfounded.
"I assure you I am most serious. Isabel?"
The girl needed no further prodding. She stood up and led the naked girl to the couch where she and Jayna had been sitting. "Lie down, baby," she said. Carla obeyed, and for a moment the only sound in the room was the buzzing of the butt plug and her heavy breathing. "I just love a bald pussy, don't you, ladies?" Isabel said, lubricating Carla with her fingertips. Carla started to moan with pleasure as her friend lubricated her inside and out. Then she gradually inserted the vibrator and switched it on.
"Ah!" Carla exclaimed, arching her back and inviting the toy deeper inside her. Isabel turned up the power and slid it in and out several times. Soon Carla was oblivious to her audience, she was thoroughly caught up in her own pleasure. After less than a minute, she exploded in a crashing, screaming orgasm! As she gradually came down, hands all around the room involuntarily moved toward their owners' private parts in vicarious arousal.
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