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Monday morning she was able to get out of the apartment before anyone else woke up. It meant she had to buy breakfast and kill a few hours before her first class but she used the time productively and was able to get some studying done. She didn't return till early afternoon. Nobody was home so after changing her clothes she attacked the kitchen. They had left a mess and one of them had come back for lunch so there were more than just the breakfast things to put away. Then she started on supper. Cooking was never her strong suit but armed with a new cookbook and groceries she bought, she managed to prepare a respectable meal.
She was interrupted three times as each roommate came in and was shown what a more proper lady would have covered in underwear. All of them were tempted to take advantage of what was offered. Well, maybe not willingly offered but what was their right to take whenever they wanted. However, the delightful smells emanating from Karen's kitchen convinced them to wait so their sex toy could go back to chef's duties.
Supper was declared a success and Karen congratulated. Now that one hunger was sated all but one of them left the kitchen. The sex slave/cook/scullery maid put the kitchen back in proper order and served cold drinks to her friends in the living room. It was a very congenial atmosphere until (you knew there would be an until) her mode of dress and memories of the past weekend got the boys in the mood for sex. They flipped a coin to see who would have her first and a group discussion followed. Should her sexual partner take her into one of the bedrooms or should it be a public event so they could all share in the excitement. Public won out by a landslide but then they surprised the intended recipient of their attentions. In the course of the debate (if you can call it that) they agreed to modify rule #9. She would still be spanked before sex but it was no longer necessary for each of them to perform this duty and only one would be sufficient. Of course, it was to be a good spanking and the ones who didn't prepare her always had the option of adding a few (or a lot) more swats when it was their turn to use her.
Since Pete won the toss, he got to put Karen over his lap. The last time his hand visited her bottom it was in the privacy of his bedroom. As much as Karen needed to feel someone reminding her of her status there was something special about getting it with the others there to witness it. Special in that it was more humiliating and harder to take. Perchance because this was the test of the new modification he did an outstanding job and it was a girl with tears running down her cheeks who stood in front of three people and removed the few clothes she wore. He asked her what she wanted and she begged him in the most obscene terms to find his satisfaction in her. He did. And Tom did. And Sara did also. This time, however, the female to female sex was entirely one-sided and Karen was just a slave girl pleasuring her mistress.
As Sara was experiencing her third orgasm she managed to complain that the boys were sexist. They only had to unzip their pants to make use of Karen but she was forced to strip below the waist entirely to let Karen have the access she needed. She also pointed out the her little slut had opened her blouse and pushed her bra up so she could touch Sara's breasts. Sara wasn't complaining about Karen's efforts but thought since she was exposed to their eyes the boys should be nude also. They agreed and when their clothes were discarded, helped Sara out of the last of hers.
Watching the show and standing naked had the desired effect and as soon as Karen was finished with Sara, she (Sara) volunteered to squelch the latest uprising with oral sex. Tom and Pete had no problem with this and Sara (using her puppet) took them deep into her(?) mouth and had them grab and pull her(?) breasts and kept up a very descriptive commentary during the whole affair.
Now that their other hungers had been satisfied, they all got dressed and attended to their homework. When Sara and Karen went to their bedroom to sleep there was one more little chore to be done. Under the guise of concern, Sara asked Karen if she was a little frustrated and would like her to use the new toy. Karen was all for the idea and lay back on the bed as Sara kissed and nibbled and shoved the simulated male organ into her. Since we are aware of Sara's master plan we knew she would also produce the vibrator and although Karen balked at first she eventually rolled over onto her knees so the one already in her could keep up its action while the other was inserted. As before, Sara got her close and for the final act, turned on the vibrator and withdrew the first toy so Karen's attention and orgasm was focused on the rough and repeated impalement and delightful vibrations in her rear entrance.
On Tuesday morning, Karen was not as successful at getting out of the house. The boys were waiting for her and further relaxed rule #9 in that she would not have to be spanked before giving them morning blow jobs. This was to become the standard ritual and she would start each day's breakfast with a fresh dose of semen.
For the rest of the week she acted as their maid and cooked supper. On most evenings she would be spanked and used for dessert before starting on homework but a further modification to the rules (instigated by Sara) restricted Karen from giving or receiving sex after spankings given for punishment of a specific offense. A lifetime of habit is hard to change even with the greatest of motivations and Karen could not be expected to go through more than a few days without screwing something up. As far as the boys were concerned, it gave a whole new meaning to the phrase, "This hurts me as much as it hurts you." since Karen's naughtiness meant no sex for them. Sara was happy to fill in for Karen but it wasn't the same.
At last a compromise was reached. Although Karen was getting to like oral sex she hated it when she would be forced to act as Sara's proxy. Therefore, on the nights she was being punished for some misdemeanor would get one spanking (length and severity to match the crime), stand in a corner for thirty minutes and a second spanking (equal to or longer than the first) would precede the sex show. They shared the responsibility of pleasuring each other with their human puppet. All in all, they thought it was great fun. They being the ones who weren't on their knees and whose bottom wasn't bemoaning the brain's lack of 'A sense of responsibility'. Although whoever held the 'strings' probably didn't make her do anything she wouldn't have done on her own, it was always very humiliating to have every action controlled.
These nights also gave Sara a better opportunity for Karen's 'training'. She would offer to comfort the poor girl but since the no-sex restriction was still in effect she would be limited to the vibrator in the smaller entrance. Sara knew her plan was working when Karen stiffened, shuddered and had her first orgasm with no contact with any other part of her body.
In spite of Karen's relapses during the week, she only got to feel the paddle on Saturday once. However, she had to listen to a long discussion between them as they evaluated her behavior and they kept her on the edge of her seat as they wavered between two and three paddle sessions. She had almost forgotten how to breathe when they finally settled on the minimum. In gratitude she gave the paddle to Tom and after asking him to use it long and hard for her benefit, lay over the arm of the sofa. There was no need for Karen to do anything further in the way of preparation such as lifting or removing whatever might cover any portion of the area to be punished. Since this was a special day of the week Karen was required to remain naked from the moment she got out of bed until after lunch.
The application of the paddle was as bad as she feared. He seemed to be trying to make up for the two she was not going to get and it took the combined efforts of all three not living in a world of pain to hold her in position. They also had to stuff a washcloth in her mouth to cut down on the noise. By the next Saturday, they were equipped with proper restraints and a more suitable silencing device so the ones not working up a sweat in struggling or swinging could enjoy the show in peace. Of course, since these items were purchased to assist Karen on her road to acceptable behavior, she was given the bill and had to repay them in cash in addition to her payment in agony each time the paddle was liberally applied to a helpless, silent and deserving brat.
But again, I digress. We were talking about this Saturday which was only the second time but certainly not the last where she would start the weekend by paying a serious price for the way she treated her roommates in the past. And let us not forget that she was also sentenced to suffer the aftermath of her designated paddling without finding sexual relief so it was a sore and frustrated girl who went about her chores while listening to Sara and the boys making love in the living room. She was allowed to go out on her own after lunch and the ride on the scooter was almost unbearable. She wanted to be alone and relieve some of her sexual tension but was afraid to go back into the hills and didn't care for the idea of masturbating in a movie theater. Instead, she went to the library and did some studying or at least as much as she could since she could find a comfortable position for sitting and the parts of her that weren't screaming when they made contact with a chair were demanding a different sort of attention. She tried slipping into the ladies room a couple of times but there was always someone else close by so she was still very frustrated when she went back to the apartment. Maybe they would all be gone and she would 'borrow' Sara's new toy and get herself off.
No such luck. They all welcomed her back with open arms and warm smiles. The smiles, by the way, were all they wore. Karen was crushed, even though she didn't have to be in the place and hear them screwing each other silly like she did this morning, she couldn't bear the thought they had been at it all afternoon while she was so desperate for anyone to have sex with her. What she didn't know was they had spent the afternoon doing their own schoolwork and thought it would be fun to strip when the heard Karen drive up. These three are a barrel of laughs.
It may or may not have been their intent but less than a minute later there was a fourth nude person carrying a marking pen and the wooden spatula. She looked so pathetic they felt it their responsibility to oblige her. The festivities started in the living room and adjourned to the kitchen so Karen could stand on the table for overhand serving practice and after being gloriously filled while dangling over the edge of the table was carried back to the living room where she and Sara demonstrated how two women make love to each other.
This led to the men taking advantage of and sharing two gasping females. Karen was on her back with each thrust driving her sore rear end against the rug but Sara made the mistake of getting on her knees and inviting entry from the rear (Not, by the way, in the rear. That she was saving for Karen but I don't want to get too far ahead of myself. Where was I? Oh Yes. Sara with her ass in the air.) Unfortunately(?) for her, the spatula was within his reach and since there was a cute little bottom right in front of him he made the obvious connection. Actually, the spatula is what made the connection and did so numerous times. When the guys changed partners, Karen slipped her head under Sara's and the women exchanged kisses while Sara's new lover took over the spatula application duties as well as the penis application chore, her tears fell on Karen's face and Karen's special parts were roughly mauled and delightfully filled to overflowing by the other man.
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