"You were wondering what?" Carrie shrugged her shoulders and looked frustrated. Spence was scared. Carrie looked at Spence's erection in his pants and pretty much figured out what he wanted. She shook her head, but smiled a devilish smile. Mistress Carrie would now take over.
"SO... YOU LITTLE FUCKING WEASEL!" Carrie slapped the table hard with her riding crop. Spence jumped. "YOU ARE HARD IN MY PRESENCE, WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!!" She slapped the table hard again. Carrie grabbed Spence's shirt, around the collar and twisted it. She looked right at him with a very angry look. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU BITCH!!" Carrie slapped his chubby face hard. Spence was shaking and looking away. He was scared of Mistress Carrie, but his cock was hard, so he was also turned on. "YOU MUST BE PUNISHED!! YOU PATHETIC LITTLE PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT!!"
"I'M SO SORRY MISTRESS CARRIE... PLEASE FORGIVE ME... I'M SO VERY SORRY MISTRESS CARRIE." Spence was crying and groveling. Carrie smirked. She loved it. She became a Mistress because she loved the idea of dominating slaves. She craved the power and worship she got from them. She was enjoying dominating Spence.
"TAKE YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES OFF NOW BITCH!! NOW!!" Mistress Carrie ordered and slapped Spence's ass hard with the riding crop. He jumped and winced in pain, but he immediately took his clothes off. Carrie got a dog collar out of a drawing and fastened it around Slave Spence's neck. It had a chain on it and she jerked it, pulling his head down. She led him outside. She bent him over the picnic table and got behind him. "Bet you want me to milk this thing don't you bitch?" Carrie rubbed his hanging erection with her riding crop. She did it softly. Spence closed his eyes and smiled, thinking of how great it would feel, but... It wasn't to be.
Carrie slapped his ass repeatedly with the riding crop. It left red marks all over his chubby, pale ass. Spence cried out in pain, jumping with each slap. Carrie pulled his chain back, holding him down. She continued her assault on his ass. Spence was crying in pain, but he was also smiling. He loved serving Mistress Carrie. He wanted to be her favorite slave and he was determined to make it happen. Carrie stopped slapping his ass. "DON'T FUCKING MOVE BITCH!!" She commanded. Spence stayed perfectly still. His ass burning from the riding crop. Carrie went back in the house, but came back a couple of minutes later. She had Vaseline with her. Spence was scared to look at her. Carrie cover her hand in Vaseline and pulled Spence's hips back to her. She smacked his ass hard. He grimaced in pain, biting his lips, so he wouldn't yell.
Spence lurched forward, but was quickly pulled back when Carrie pushed three fingers up his pale ass. It hurt, but Spence kept quiet our of fear. Mistress Carrie twisted and worked her fingers up his tight ass. She smacked his ass again. She fucked his ass with her fingers. It started to loosen up. She kept fingering his chubby ass. She went faster. Spence closed his eyes. He actually was enjoying Mistress Carrie's fingers in his ass. His cock was so hard. Carrie fucked his ass faster. She smacked his ass as hard as she could. Spence started to yell, but he was too turned on to care about the pain. Carrie stopped.
Mistress Carrie didn't say a word. Spence looked around, but didn't dare move or talk. Carrie walked around for a minute, then she moved behind Spence again. She picked up her phone and texted someone. She then worked her entire fist up his plump ass and fisted it. Spence's eyes widened and he started to scream, but he noticed the other party guests at the door. They were watching him get fisted in the ass and laughing at him. Carrie just pummeled his plump pale ass with her fist. She fucked his ass relentlessly. Spence bowed his head in shame, as the other guests cheered and laughed at him. Carrie had texted them and wanted to embarrass Spence. She just smiled and fisted that chubby ass faster and faster.