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... pulled up to a low key set of black doors. Two large men stood at the door. Sitting by the back door, she was the first to get out. Not knowing what to do she stood off to the side as people started pouring out of the car.

She could not believe the other ladies talked her into wearing the outfit she had on. They called her the Red Queen as they all met up in the lobby earlier. Starting at her feet she wore knee high deep red riding boots. Tucked into them were red leather pants hugging each curve just right. Her tight leather top held her girls close and tight. Showing off her ample cleavage.

She was watching her friends disembark from the limo. They all seemed happy every fucking time. Until she saw Crissi’s eyes. They showed the same Uneasiness that she knew she felt. At the door She stepped up to Crissi and wrapped her arm in hers and they started laughing. She was ready but still nervous. She wondered if Ginger felt the same.

In the blacked black foyer, red wall hangings covered have the space some color. The aluminum light fixtures gave off a soft glow. Some of the party waited at the elevator as others headed down the dimly lit stairwell. Arm in arm, the two ladies headed down the stairs.

At the base of the stairs the two of them stopped and looked around. Both of them had a large grin grow on their faces. They looked at each, nodded and both headed their own way.

She saw where she wanted to be. There was a voluptuous woman bent over a horse. Chained at ...

... her wrist and ankle. She wanted to be part of it. What she could not decide if she wanted to be the one with the paddle or the one over the horse. Dress the way she was and she went with wanting the paddle.

Walking up to the two gentlemen she said,” May the Red Queen join you in your fun?” The two guys looked at each other, nodded as agreed. She took the paddle from the one closest to her.

There was nothing special to this paddle. It is a classic shape and made from maple. It was not heavy in her hand, but weight was not everything. She made the motion of a few test swings and then she went at it.

Ten swings for each cheek. She did one, two hitting both cheeks. Watching the woman jump. Two seconds later the woman relaxed and then the next round. And the next and the next.

Her and the guys took turns paddling this large white ass. The ass was not white anymore. It was turning deep red. In between the paddling, they took turns rubbing her ass. She noticed that the guys were rubbing a little more than her ass. Her mind switched over at that point.

She sat on the bench next to them and started unzipping her boots. The tight leather pants were a chore to get out of. Lucky one if the guys saw what she was doing and came to help. He asked,”why are you getting undressed.”

She stood and removed her red lace g-string. As she stood up, she looked up at him. Staring him right in the eyes she said,'' your Queen wants you to chain her to this other slut. She orders you to ...