Soroity Guest Part 1&2
Wednesday of Hell Week for my girlfriend Audrey's sorority was "guest
day." Sisters assigned a pledge group were allowed to invite one person
over to help initiate her group. In the fall of her junior year, Audrey,
now the group's treasurer, invited me. It was an experience I will NEVER
forget!
I had already graduated and had my own place off campus. She told me,
"Humiliation is the key to the ceremony. And also a lack of expense. I
only got about $50 to spend on the 'party'."
I said something like, "But, Audrey, what if they refuse to play."
Her eyes flashed. "No way. They've been briefed. They want in this
sorority, Honey. Big time. Don't you worry about a thing."
Then we went shopping. I suggested some silly stuff for dumb stunts ,
like pies in the face and ice cubes down the pants. But I couldn't
figure out what she had planned. In addition to Redi-whip and disposable
pie tins, she bought a strange array of stuff: eggs, ice pops, food
coloring, Vicks VapoRub and a bottle of HEET. She told me to be over at
the sorority house at 8:00 p.m.
I was, understandably, right on time! I was ushered into a side dining
room. The table had been pushed to one wall and on it was wine, cheese
and other food along with several boxes. I figured the stuff Audrey
bought was in them. I was partly right. Six chairs were neatly lined up
facing the table. Behind them were a few other chairs scattered about.
There was a big piece of clear plastic extending from under the chairs
to the front of the table, obviously placed there to protect the rug
from the evening's activities. On the wall, hanging in a neat row from
little hooks, were six big wooden sorority paddles. They were all
different, having been made by the girls themselves. Each one carried
some inscription to Audrey or a cute message.
I was introduced to Audrey's six lovely pledges, each one prettier than
the other. I had met two of them before and heard about the others from
Audrey. I was surprised at how differently each one was dressed.
Helen was a beautiful, haughty, tall, slim brunette with long straight
hair, dressed in a tight, but conservative, suit. She wore several rings
and a necklace. She looked like a young attorney.
Sharon was a bouncy blonde WASP with the kind of bulging blue eyes that
I love. She had on tight jeans that showed off her luscious figure very
well and a somewhat low cut frilly white blouse. She had small breasts
but a big, shapely round ass that I noticed right away. Other than
lipstick and maybe some blush, she wore no other make up.
Lauren was a really stunning Hispanic girl of medium height, with very
dark, long brown hair, big dark eyes, a dark complexion and perfect,
even teeth. She was very shapely, dressed in a short, tight, low cut
dress. She could have been a model, I swear. I didn't see any make up on
her at all. She was pretty quiet, but had a great smile and a very
girlish laugh. Her whole face lit up when she giggled.
Karyn was a typical Midwest girl next door. She had beautiful, layered,
wavy blonde hair. Everything about her said "quality." She was wearing
an expensive looking pair of wool pants and a modest, feminine blue
blouse that matched her eyes. She didn't wear much make up, but I did
notice that her lipstick was darker around the rim of her lips than in
the center. I had never seenthat before. Her legs were a little short, but her
backside was very trim and pouty. She was pretty serious. When she looked at you, her gaze
was steady as a rock. Confident and well spoken, she seemed more mature
than the others.
Paula was another blonde. She looked like a doll you would buy in a toy
store. About 5'5", small breasted, with smooth, pale skin, a ponytail
and big innocent blue eyes. She was dressed very casually: a pair of
thin cotton blue shorts that showed obvious panty lines in the back and
a tube top without a bra, and sneakers. I think she was Italian. She
seemed like the youngest of the group.
Lastly, there was Kim. A real knockout. A solidly built girl with good
sized breasts, she was at least 5'9" tall, long, thick, tumbling blonde
hair, full lips that looked like they were made for kissing and cat's
eyes with large liquid pools of light blue at the centers. She wore a
fantastic white suit and heels that showed off her long, sleek legs to
great advantage. When I got within three feet of her, I immediately
caught the scent of her perfume. I wondered if she knew what was in
store for her and her pretty clothes. I decided she must be rich.
There were four or five other Big Sisters there. Pam and Christine, who
I had paddled last year, were present and four or five others whose
names escape me.
Everyone was drinking and munching and having a good time. About a half
hour after meeting the girls, I stood off to the side for a moment and
watched them all chatting casually and remembered why I was there. I
could not believe I was about to see these lovely young ladies treated
harshly. Maybe it wouldn't happen. Then, again, knowing Audrey...
Just then my girlfriend stood before the table and clapped three times,
loudly, and everyone quieted down.
"Okay, ladies, have a seat. Let's get started." There was a moment of
shuffling and soon the six pledges were seated in the front row,
watching Audrey attentively. The other girls sat on the chairs in the
back, apparently forming the audience.
"Our first order of business, unfortunately, is punishment for a naughty
girl," she said confidently. She walked directly to Kim, bent down, and
grabbed her left earlobe firmly. "Kim, get up here. Bring your chair."
Kim rose clumsily, Audrey pulling on her ear all the while. The hapless
girl picked up the chair, and with some effort, dragged it with her to
the front of the room. Seeing that sophisticated female treated that way
right off the bat turned me on.
Still holding the girl's ear, Audrey continued, "Our little Kimmy, here,
got a friggin' C on her history quiz. Tell them about it, Kim." It was a
simple, but intoxicating sight. My attractive girlfriend, holding this
beautiful, well dressed blonde by the ear as she spoke. Although shorter
than Kim, Audrey pulled the girl's ear upwards, so that Kim's head was
tilted to the side.
Kim grimaced in distress. "Wh-what's to tell?" she asked. "You don't
study, y-you don't do well." A few of the girls chuckled.
Audrey let go of her. Kim rubbed her ear, then self consciously smoothed
her clothing. Audrey spoke slowly and coldly. "That's right. Right. So,
because you were lazy, we all look bad." Then she shouted: "Delta Omega
women GET GOOD MARKS!!! Do you understand that?"
Kim was taken aback. Her shoulders slumped slightly. She answered
quietly, "Yes, Audrey."
Audrey gestured toward the wall. "Go get your paddle and give it to our
guest. Then bend over the back of the chair."
Audrey turned the chair so that most of us would view Kim from the side.
Without a word, Kim walked over to the row of paddles on the wall. I
watched the backs of her slim legs as her spike heels bit into the
plastic drop cloth and my pulse quickened. Apparently I was going to
swat her! I swallowed hard. She took down one of the heavy wood
implements, came straight to me and handed it over. Then, still without
a sound, she bent over the back of the chair, her rear end pointing
towards me. She opened her legs about two feet or so and stood there,
waiting.
I looked at the paddle. It felt hefty in my hands. It was at least two
and a half feet long, four inches wide and three quarters of an inch
thick. Shit, I thought to myself, these girls don't play around. On one
side there was a big painted red heart and across it, the words, "To
Audrey, My Big Sister. Love, Kim."
Audrey snapped me out of my reverie. "You thank him for each one and ask
him for another, Kimmy. Give her three hard swats. And I DO mean hard!"
she snarled.
I grasped the paddle's handle with both hands, stood to Kim's left, and
measured the distance. The girl's short white skirt was drawn tight
against her very vulnerable ass cheeks and I noticed the faint outline
of some kind of underwear. I held the paddle an inch away from her ass
and got set. Then I swung it back and up and brought it swiftly forward.
The room seemed to explode with sound as the hard, flat wood made
contact with Kim's firm, rounded butt. It was like hitting an inflated
rubber inner tube: bouncy, but with a solid feeling of weight to it. Out
of the corner of my eye, I saw Paula jump, apparently startled by the
loud "POP!" the paddle made on the girl's ass. Kim lifted her head and
emitted a breathy "Ohhhh..." She bent her left leg and her ass canted
to the side a little.
"Thank you, sir, may I have another?" came Kim's voice, low and breathy.
I wound up again and swung really hard. The wood arced down through the
air, swooshing quietly, and landed with another noisy SPLAT! against the
seat of Kim's skirt. It was a perfect shot! The bottom of the skirt shot
out as the top was drawn tight. "OW!...geez..oh," she said. She moved
her knees in and out, her sexy hind end tilting left and right in the
process. Then she stopped moving, straightened and seemed to brace
herself.
"Thank you, sir, m-may I have another?"
"Is he good at that, Kimmy?" Audrey asked.
"Oh, YES, Big Sister! He is EXCELLENT at it. He gets an A plus in
paddling." Everyone chuckled at her brave little joke. She seemed to be
breathing a little heavily. "He's very, very good--"
I swung again. WHAACKKK!! As the paddle hit her butt a third time, she
violently shot up straight and forward, pushing the chair with her
outhrust pelvis. "Oh, oh, oh shit!..." she said. Both her hands flew
back to her hot rear end and she squeezed and kneaded both cheeks
comically. I watched as the white material creased and smoothed as a
result of her hand movements. One or two of the other girls laughed.
"Whatsamatter, Kimmy, ass on fire?!" one of the Big Sisters called out.
Kim, eyes closed now, nodded silently. The Big Sisters giggled, elbowing
each other. The pledges stayed serious. Finally, she opened her eyes,
stopped rubbing her butt, and grabbed the back of the chair. She picked
it up and started to turn back to the row of girls.
"Wait a minute," Audrey said imperiously. "You're not done yet."
Kim's head snapped around to stare at Audrey, her gorgeous hair swinging
with the movement and framing her face. Her pretty mouth dropped open
but no words came out.
"Take off your jacket...and your skirt," Audrey told her.
"But, Audrey--"
"Oh shut up, you big baby. Just do it!"
Dutifully, Kim reached to the side of her skirt, visibly blushing, and
undid the fastener, then pulled her zipper down. Grabbing the waistline,
she wiggled and pushed the skirt down. I caught my breath as the full
expanse of the beautiful girl's long legs came into view. She had no
pantyhose on. Then she removed her jacket.
The tail of her blouse obscured her bottom, but her gams were certainly
on display. Audrey took Kim's clothes and threw them over to the side
wall.
"'Back over the chair," Audrey said. Reluctantly, slowly, the girl
complied. But Audrey wasn't satisfied with the position. "Open your legs
more." Kim obeyed. Audrey stepped to Kim's rear and kicked at Kim's
shoes, spreading her feet even further apart. Then she pulled the back
of Kim's white blouse well up onto her back. The girl's butt was
magnificent! Stuffed into thin, white, silky panties, her wide, w
ell rounded cheeks strained against the material. On either side,
the base of her ass protruded impudently from the short little pants.
The skin was a hot pink from my previous work there.
I knew what was expected and eagerly lined up to swat Kim again,
riveting my gaze on my target. "Wait a minute," Audrey said suddenly. I
looked up from Kim's ass. Audrey went to the table and began digging
into one of the boxes. She produced an egg. I was perplexed.
"What's that for?" I asked. A couple of the girls in the back giggled.
Kim looked up and saw what Audrey was holding. She started to say
something. "Hey, what's that..." Her voice trailed off.
"I'll show you," Audrey said.
She walked behind Kim. Taking the waistband of the girl's panties in her
right hand, she pulled the elastic away from her victim's buttocks.
Then, with her left, she carefully placed the egg deep into Kim's
underpants, between her cheeks. "It goes here," she explained. Then she
let the elastic snap back into place.
As the egg was deposited in her panties, Kim emitted a low, "Mmmmm." I
assumed the egg was cold.
Lauren, to my right, laughed and put her hands up to her face in
disbelief. I noticed Helen and Sharon were smiling. The other girls had
surprised looks on their faces.
Kim twisted around to her left. There was a mixture of confusion and
concern reflected on her adorable face as Audrey walked away. I looked
at Kim's ass. It was a ridiculous sight. The graceful shape of her butt
was incongruously disturbed by a substantial bulge at the base of the
center of her ass, right where I was about to swat her.
Audrey leaned back nonchalantly against the table with one hand on her
hip. She looked at me with a steady gaze and said, "Scramble it, Honey."
For some reason, I felt a little foolish. "Well, uh, okay," I said.
Kim's head swung back around front, apparently ready. I placed the
paddle at her rear end and, through it, could feel the brittle hardness
of the egg and the slight yielding of Kim's ass. I drew back and swung.
The paddle made a funny SPLAT-phhlllgg! noise and some of the wet
contents of the egg shot out diagonally at high speed to the floor. Most
of it stayed in the girl's panties.
"Oh!" she shouted. "Ugh!..oh, fuck!...that is UNBELIEVABLE!" The other
girls were laughing, some of them rocking back and forth in their
chairs. Audrey had a big grin on her face.
As I drew the paddle away I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it.
There was a big wet splotch of yellow right in the seat of her panties
and rivulets of liquid were already running down the insides of her
legs. A few bits of pulverized white egg shell fell to the floor.
The paddle also had egg all over it. Everyone was laughing and pointing.
Except Kim.
Audrey immediately produced another egg and, while everyone was still
laughing loudly, the procedure was repeated. Kim wiggled her ass and was
shouting something, but her words were lost in the general tumult.
Finally, a third egg was produced and I smashed that one mercilessly
between Kim's ass cheeks. I was laughing so hard I don't know if I could
have hit her again. I leaned against a wall, weak, as Kim was allowed to straighten up. Her
legs were an eggy mess, yolk and egg white dripping out of the seat and
crotch of her panties. Her ass, nevertheless, was still in flames, but
she wasn't about to rub that gooey mess back there. Her hands went back
there, but she just touched her wet ass, then shook her hands daintily.
Audrey suddenly shot forward from behind us, the can of whipped cream
she had bought that afternoon in her hand. She shouted something about
"Vanilla egg cream!" and stuffed the nozzle down the back of Kim's
underpants. White cream shot out the bottom of the squirming girl's
panties. When Kim spun in surprise, a foolish grin on her pretty face,
Audrey continued her spraying assault down the front. Kim's eyes widened
and she bucked up and down as the cold whipped cream shot into her
crotch and the front of her panties bulged outward. When we started to
settle down, Audrey asked her how she felt "back there." Kim's face was
a deep crimson. She looked silly and embarrassed, but also very
beautiful. "All gushy," Kim said, spreading her knees apart so that her
attractive legs were bowed. She was smiling in spite of herself.
"Go clean up," Audrey said and threw a towel to her. "But come back in
panties. Once you remove an article of clothing in this room, you don't
put it back on."
Kim's exit was accompanied by catcalls, whistles and teasing. She walked
out on her tiptoes, slowly and carefully, holding her crotch with one
hand in front and one in back so as not to stain the rug. Her face was
twisted in a disgusted grimace.
"All right, settle down. Settle down," Audrey said, wiping the floor
with a towel. "Now, Paula, would you come up here, please." The girl
rose slowly, obviously worried. Audrey reassured her. "C'mon, c'mon,
don't be scared." Then she continued, "Paula is going to perform a
trick for us." Audrey looked at her shorts and top. "It was so nice of
you to dress for the occasion." That brought snickers from the other
girls.
"I was jogging before," Paula volunteered.
"You were jogging? Well, when we get through with you, you'll be running
again, I'm sure." Audrey went to the table and began grabbing things,
continuing with her patter. "It's a very easy trick. Maybe you've seen
it before. I'll show you how to do it."
Audrey had a large metal funnel from the kitchen in her hand. "The idea
is to get this quarter," she held it up for everyone to see, "into the
funnel. And how you do it is this." Audrey then took the funnel and
wedged the small tip into the waistline of the front of her skirt. She
looked up toward the ceiling and carefully balanced the quarter on the
tip of her nose. Paula was watching intently. "The trick is
concentrating - no matter what distracts you." Dramatically, as if it
was very difficult, with her arms straight out, Audrey slowly brought
her head forward and the quarter fell neatly from her nose into the
funnel. Everyone clapped.
At about this point, it dawned on me what was about to happen. I
realized that I had seen this trick done at summer camp years ago. I
looked at Paula carefully for any sign of recognition. Nothing. I
couldn't believe she didn't know this old practical joke. This was going
to be interesting.
"Now, Paula," Audrey explained, "if you fail this task, you are going to
be paddled by our guest, do you understand?"
Paula giggled, rolled her eyes, and looked over at me. Perhaps she
thought of what I had just done to Kim. She nodded.
"But," Audrey continued, "to make it harder, YOU have to do it...,"
Audrey waved a long kerchief in the air, "...blindfolded!"
"Oh, geez," the innocent girl responded, "that IS hard."
Audrey took out the quarter and gave it to me. She handed Paula the
funnel. "Put it under your shorts and underpants so it doesn't move,"
she said. Paula followed her directions and put it into the front of her
waistband, adjusting it with care to find the exact middle. "Now our
guest will put the blindfold on." She handed me the kerchief and I tied
it around Paula's eyes and knotted it at the rear. "Can you see
anything?" asked Audrey.
"No. It's on good."
"Okay, good. Let me make sure," said my girlfriend. Then she reached
behind Paula and pinched her ass hard.
Paula squealed, "Yeeow!" leaping to the side and giggling.
Audrey, laughing, said, "Okay. Good. But remember, you gotta
concentrate, no matter what. Lift up your head. Here comes the quarter.
Now don't move until I tell you to." With that, Audrey gestured for me
to put the coin on her nose. As I did, Audrey turned to the table and,
with her left hand, lifted a large glass of ice water out from where
she'd hidden it behind a box. It was obviously very cold. The outside
was wet with condensation and several ice cubes could be seen floating
in the liquid. The other girls began to laugh and stomp their feet in anticipation, but
Audrey quieted them with a silent finger to her lips. There was a
palpable tension in the room.
The pretty pledge stood there foolishly, arms out, the funnel firmly
inserted in her pants, totally unaware of what was about to happen.
"Okay, get ready," Audrey warned, moving close to Paula's left side. She
carefully brought the water to the lip of the funnel. "Okay, ready..."
Audrey tipped the glass toward the metal rim. The seconds seemed to take
hours.
"...set..." Without any further hesitation, Audrey tipped the glass well
over and began pouring the ice cold water into the funnel and right down
Paula's shorts! The girl stood there for a moment, oblivious, waiting
for the expected "go!" (which never came) as everyone in the room held
their breath.
Instantly, her face changed. Paula's jaw dropped and her face went up
and down in what appeared to be utter shock at the sensations she was
receiving from her crotch. That was a signal and everyone burst into
uproarious laughter at her predicament. The surprised girl jumped
forward and literally leaped up in the air, cutting the room with a loud
"Eeeee!!!" She doubled over, hands frantically grabbing for the funnel
and throwing it out of her shorts. Water sprayed everywhere. Dazed and
confused, she ripped the blindfold from her head, blonde ponytail
flying, her eyes wild with amazement and surprise. When she stopped her
spasmodic moving, she looked down to see a dark wet stain spreading all
over the front of her pants. The girls were screaming with laughter.
Paula looked breathless and disoriented, the poor thing, like she
couldn't believe what had happened to her. Then she began to smile
foolishly and spun around to face her tormentor. Audrey was holding her
sides, almost collapsed against the table.
Paula stupidly yelled, "You poured water down my pants??!!" which caused
renewed gales of laughter. Then, "You fuck! You poured fucking ice water
down my pants!" She broke into an embarrassed grin as she realized how
she had been fooled. "Do you know how cold that was?" She reached for
the glass of water, still in Audrey's left hand, but Audrey spun away
quickly and shoved it at her, catching her full in the face with what
remained in the glass. There were more screams from the other girls.
Paula shook her head in startled surprise, now wet almost all over. She
looked around, as if trying to find something to throw or do, but ended
up doing nothing except shaking the freezing water off her face and
arms.
"Oh, God! Oh God," Audrey was exclaiming through laughter that bordered
on tears, "you were funny." I was laughing, too, but my girlfriend's
cruelty, as usual, surprised me. Finally, everyone began regaining their
composure. "All right. Where's the funnel?" Audrey wanted to know.
"Where'd it go?" she asked.
The girls handed it up from where it had landed. Audrey took it, saying,
"There better be a quarter in here."
"What?" asked Paula.
Audrey looked into the funnel and then held it out for everyone to see.
Of course, Paula had understandably failed to drop the coin into the
funnel. "Okay, Paula failed the task. I told you not to be distracted."
"What?!" Paula said again.
"I told you what would happen. Now get out of those wet clothes."
I dropped my jaw. She was going to make her strip before I paddled her!
"Audrey...c'mon!" Paula protested.
"HEY!" Audrey shouted angrily. "I said get out of those wet clothes."
Paula went silent and instantly grabbed the bottom of her tube top and
pulled upwards. Her firm little tits bounded into view, topped by small
brown nipples sticking straight up, apparently hardened by the cold
water. Without stopping she hooked her thumbs into her shorts and
panties and pushed down. Her round, lily-white ass popped out as she
bent and slid the garments down her legs. She tossed the wet clothes
aside carelessly. Her damp skin was glistening.
"Give him your paddle," Audrey commanded. Paula walked to the wall,
briefly examined the paddles, and selected hers. She marched back toward
me, her face red as a beet.
Uncontrollably, my eyes strayed down to her pussy and I feasted on the
clear view of her furry blonde bush. Some of the Big Sisters whistled at
her. Man, she was cute! She handed me the large piece of wood.
"How many swats, ladies?" Audrey asked the audience.
"Five!" a feminine voice called out.
"20," another girl called out.
"108!!" one of the Big Sisters said and everyone laughed.
I felt faint. The scene was other worldly. This mouth watering doll,
nude except for white socks and sneakers, stood next to me, twisting one
leg demurely over the other, while the girls decided how many times I
would paddle her ass!
"Okay," Audrey finally said, "10 swats. Paula come over here. You're so
athletic, always jogging and everything. I want you to get some
exercise. So you're going to do calisthenics. You know how you spread
your legs and touch your hand to the opposite toe in gym class?" Audrey
demonstrated, legs apart, arms outstretched. She brought her right hand
across her body and touched her left toe. There was muffled laughter.
"Okay. I get the idea," said Paula.
She reluctantly walked to the center of the plastic covered area and put
her arms out.
Audrey looked at me. "Every time she touches her toe, you swing,
understand?"
I nodded and got behind and to the left of Paula. Her tight little ass
stuck out behind her. It was amazingly white and round, divided
perfectly by her narrow crack. I took a deep breath.
"Okay, count them out, Paula." Audrey said. "Begin."
Paula bent forward and brought her outstretched right hand briskly down
to her left toe. It put her ass in a perfect position to be whacked. I
tried to time it so that the paddle would land across the base of her
butt just as she touched her foot. I swung at that young lady's cute
little ass with tremendous force and the loud noise of the blazing swat
rang out. The contact with her behind gave a satisfying, solid vibration through
the paddle. "Uuuff! One," Paula called out. Her bottom was small, tight and firm. It bounced
for just a moment after the swat, then regained its sexy, impudent,
outthrust shape.
Then she was up again, her tits bouncing a little. She started toward
her right side, her graceful body twisting at the waist. WHACKK!
"Ohhhwwooww! Two! Pause. CRACCKK! "Mmm! Three!" Pause. SPLAATT!
"Mmmmm...Four!"
Pause. WHHAACCKKK! "Ahhh! Oh! Wait, wait...wait a minute!" Paula took a
step forward, arched her back and furiously rubbed her cute ass, already
red and burning from my swats.
"Hey! Back in position!" Audrey shouted.
"Okay, okay. Just wait a sec," Paula said, still rubbing her blazing
hind quarters. Then she whispered, almost to herself, "Man, that
stings...that really stings..." She paused, immersed in the sensations
she was receiving from her buttocks.
"Okay. Here goes."
She got back into position, spreading her legs and putting her arms up
and out. She bent forward again, her red ass popping out behind her. I
swung the paddle as her ass was moving backwards. The fifth shot blazed
across the base of both ass cheeks.
"Nyyuuhhooo!..oh!...five!" I swung again as she bent the other way. I
knew I was being cruel, but this was great fun! WHHAACCKK! "Yeeoww!
Six!"
I could feel her luscious rear end jiggling under each swat! SMAACKK!
This last was a particularly hard that one lifted Paula up on her toes.
She tottered there a moment, then breathlessly settled back down.
"Seven!" Her head rose up again and she bent the other way. I swung
forcefully. This time she screamed and again lifted up onto her toes.
"Oh! Eigh--eight!" I was having quite an effect on her.
Slower, now, she straightened back up and bent to touch her opposite toe
again. I swung just as hard and the paddle rang out once more. "Oh! Oh!
Nine..oh nine!" For a moment she just stayed bending over, her hands
flying back to her ass, vainly trying to rub the sting out. She parted
her cheeks and squeezed them together again twice. I could see right
into her crack. She had no secrets from me, so to speak. I was mesmerized, watching this
attractive young thing suffering so much because of what I was doing to
her.
"C'mon, get it over with. One more."
Paula's voice was almost a croak. "Okay. Wait. Wait."
"Bullshit!" Audrey was angry. She spun around, grabbed something out of
a box and turned back to Paula. "Open your mouth." Audrey was holding a
raw egg in her hand.
"C'mon, Audrey," Paula pleaded.
Audrey spoke very slowly and distinctly. "Open your fucking mouth."
Paula opened her mouth wide and Audrey placed the egg inside. "If you
break this, I will paddle you for a week every night, after dinner," she
warned, then to me, "Give her three more," Audrey ordered. I swung, not
realizing Paula's hands were still on her ass.
"Mmmmmff!" she screamed and held her hands to her stomach. She half
turned and I had to smile. Her face was a sight. Her eyes were bulging
with anger and her cheeks were bulging with the egg.
