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kimmie and jessie leaned into one another as Mistress directed their kiss, trying hard to stay balanced as they knelt and held their arms behind their backs. A week ago they were colleagues, working for the same firm, embarking on their first business trip together. The excitement of the conference quickly evaporated however when they saw just how mind numbing the sessions were. By the end of the day, Monday, the girls were ready to put the drudgery of the conference behind them and quickly found themselves in the hotel bar enjoying a couple of well-deserved drinks.
The waitress brought the first round of drinks and while jessie was appreciative, kimmie seemed to be especially rude and condescending to the girl. It seemed a bit out of character to jessie. She had seen kimmie try to act like queen bee over some of the other girls at work, but this had a different feel to it. But when she asked, kimmie laughed it off and said that the waitress was probably used to that and worse.
It didn’t take long for the men at the bar to begin to pester the two girls. While jessie was more interested in avoiding the unwanted attention and relaxing, kimmie, feeling the alcohol, wanted to have some fun, just not around the losers at this bar. Calling over the waitress, kimmie asked her if there were any good bars around that didn’t have as many losers in it. As she said ‘losers’ kimmie looked directly at the waitress and smiled, which again shocked jessie.
To her credit the waitress smiled back sweetly and said that she knew of the perfect place for the two girls. The drinks were good, inexpensive, they played good music, and best of all, they wouldn’t have to worry about being harassed by men like those at the bar now. jessie thought the answer was a bit odd, but kimmie quickly jumped on it, asking for the address and then handing the waitress her phone and telling her, rather than asking her, to order them an uber. The waitress took the phone and soon handed it back saying their ride would be there in five minutes.
The girls quickly finished their drinks, settled the bill and went out front to wait for their ride. The car pulled up and the girls piled in, feeling the effects of their last drink. The driver, a woman named Sandy, welcomed the girls and after confirming their destination, told them they were sure to enjoy the bar as she had been there several times herself. The girls thanked Sandy and settled back, enjoying the buzz from the drinks as the city flew past them.
The real reason behind the waitress’ recommendation became clear after the slightly drunk girls entered the bar and realized that not only were there none of the kind of loser men that were hanging around the hotel bar, but there were also no men at all. They were still standing by the entrance looking around when a woman approached them.
“you must be the girls that Tara told me about…. From the hotel bar?”
“T..T..Tara? Asked kimmie, clearly intimidated by the woman standing so close.
“The sweet waitress that you girls had such fun humiliating..” Stepping between the two girls, the woman put an arm around each of their waists and started to walk them into the bar.
“Now why don’t we have a little talk about respect, shall we, girls?”
What had ensued was an evening of humiliation and learning proper respect. The woman who met them, walked kimmie and jessie to the back of the bar where they met another woman, Darlene. Darlene took jessie while the other woman kept her arm around kimmie, guiding them to a more private alcove off the bar.. As the women explained the importance of respecting others, jessie was the first to try and pull away; a bad move on her part. Before kimmie even realized what was happening, Darlene had overpowered the brunette girl and had her, face down, over her lap and began giving the squirming girl a sound spanking. kimmie stood there shocked as she watched her colleague being spanked. If anyone at the bar noticed the sounds and yells coming from jessie, they didn’t let on and so no one came to poor jessie’s rescue. In no time at all jessie’s skirt had been pulled up and her panties removed, allowing Darlene complete access to the girl’s bare bottom which was turning increasingly red. jessie soon began to plead, to apologize, and to promise to be good.
As Darlene pulled a much more compliant jessie up into her lap and began to kiss the sobbing but now compliant girl, kimmie felt the woman next to her slipping her hand under her skirt to touch her as well. Not wanting to experience the spanking that jessie had just endured, kimmie simply let it happen.
The rest of the evening the two girls found themselves either dancing in the arms of one of the women at the bar or sitting in one of the booths being kissed and fondled. At some point Tara showed up, taking a turn with each girl to dance with them, to expose and fondle their bare bottoms in front of the other women, and to make sure each girl apologized for their previous attitudes. Tara was soon replaced by other women and before long, kimmie lost count of how many women she kissed that night…. Or how many times she came.
That had been a week ago. The girls never made it back to their hotel, or to their conference. On Friday, Mistress had called their employer and informed them that the girls had decided to quit, informing them they had also forgone their final paychecks. Even if they had wanted to protest, the girls couldn’t, being far too busy learning their new lessons in how to please superior women to worry about silly, insignificant things like money, a conference… or their former jobs.
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kimmie and jessie leaned into one another as Mistress directed their kiss, trying hard to stay balanced as they knelt and held their arms behind their backs. A week ago they were colleagues, working for the same firm, embarking on their first business trip together. The excitement of the conference quickly evaporated however when they saw just how mind numbing the sessions were. By the end of the day, Monday, the girls were ready to put the drudgery of the conference behind them and quickly found themselves in the hotel bar enjoying a couple of well-deserved drinks.
The waitress brought the first round of drinks and while jessie was appreciative, kimmie seemed to be especially rude and condescending to the girl. It seemed a bit out of character to jessie. She had seen kimmie try to act like queen bee over some of the other girls at work, but this had a different feel to it. But when she asked, kimmie laughed it off and said that the waitress was probably used to that and worse.
It didn’t take long for the men at the bar to begin to pester the two girls. While jessie was more interested in avoiding the unwanted attention and relaxing, kimmie, feeling the alcohol, wanted to have some fun, just not around the losers at this bar. Calling over the waitress, kimmie asked her if there were any good bars around that didn’t have as many losers in it. As she said ‘losers’ kimmie looked directly at the waitress and smiled, which again shocked jessie.
To her credit the waitress smiled back sweetly and said that she knew of the perfect place for the two girls. The drinks were good, inexpensive, they played good music, and best of all, they wouldn’t have to worry about being harassed by men like those at the bar now. jessie thought the answer was a bit odd, but kimmie quickly jumped on it, asking for the address and then handing the waitress her phone and telling her, rather than asking her, to order them an uber. The waitress took the phone and soon handed it back saying their ride would be there in five minutes.
The girls quickly finished their drinks, settled the bill and went out front to wait for their ride. The car pulled up and the girls piled in, feeling the effects of their last drink. The driver, a woman named Sandy, welcomed the girls and after confirming their destination, told them they were sure to enjoy the bar as she had been there several times herself. The girls thanked Sandy and settled back, enjoying the buzz from the drinks as the city flew past them.
The real reason behind the waitress’ recommendation became clear after the slightly drunk girls entered the bar and realized that not only were there none of the kind of loser men that were hanging around the hotel bar, but there were also no men at all. They were still standing by the entrance looking around when a woman approached them.
“you must be the girls that Tara told me about…. From the hotel bar?”
“T..T..Tara? Asked kimmie, clearly intimidated by the woman standing so close.
“The sweet waitress that you girls had such fun humiliating..” Stepping between the two girls, the woman put an arm around each of their waists and started to walk them into the bar.
“Now why don’t we have a little talk about respect, shall we, girls?”
What had ensued was an evening of humiliation and learning proper respect. The woman who met them, walked kimmie and jessie to the back of the bar where they met another woman, Darlene. Darlene took jessie while the other woman kept her arm around kimmie, guiding them to a more private alcove off the bar.. As the women explained the importance of respecting others, jessie was the first to try and pull away; a bad move on her part. Before kimmie even realized what was happening, Darlene had overpowered the brunette girl and had her, face down, over her lap and began giving the squirming girl a sound spanking. kimmie stood there shocked as she watched her colleague being spanked. If anyone at the bar noticed the sounds and yells coming from jessie, they didn’t let on and so no one came to poor jessie’s rescue. In no time at all jessie’s skirt had been pulled up and her panties removed, allowing Darlene complete access to the girl’s bare bottom which was turning increasingly red. jessie soon began to plead, to apologize, and to promise to be good.
As Darlene pulled a much more compliant jessie up into her lap and began to kiss the sobbing but now compliant girl, kimmie felt the woman next to her slipping her hand under her skirt to touch her as well. Not wanting to experience the spanking that jessie had just endured, kimmie simply let it happen.
The rest of the evening the two girls found themselves either dancing in the arms of one of the women at the bar or sitting in one of the booths being kissed and fondled. At some point Tara showed up, taking a turn with each girl to dance with them, to expose and fondle their bare bottoms in front of the other women, and to make sure each girl apologized for their previous attitudes. Tara was soon replaced by other women and before long, kimmie lost count of how many women she kissed that night…. Or how many times she came.
That had been a week ago. The girls never made it back to their hotel, or to their conference. On Friday, Mistress had called their employer and informed them that the girls had decided to quit, informing them they had also forgone their final paychecks. Even if they had wanted to protest, the girls couldn’t, being far too busy learning their new lessons in how to please superior women to worry about silly, insignificant things like money, a conference… or their former jobs.