Punished For A Wild Night Out Ch 02

This story is a part of a series, it will likely make more sense if read in order but can be enjoyed on its own. Last time: Jasmine was punished by her non-binary lover Luka in their back yard for coming home blackout drunk the night before. While Jasmine was drunk she confessed to wanting to be punished brutally, being spanked and whipped on her ass, tits, and pussy. She also confessed to wanting others to watch and/or participate in her punishments.

At the end of her hand and belt punishment on a cement picnic bench Jasmine realized there were four men watching her punishment from Luka's living-room. She had done more than she remembered the night before and Luka has made plans for her to get the punishment she deserves.

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Jasmine was panicking. Her fantasies were coming to life much faster and with sharper clarity than she could ever have imagined. Her heart was racing and shame and embarrassment crawled over her skin. Luka had her sitting on their lap facing the house, her back pressed to their chest, her legs draped over the outside of theirs, and their legs were spread wide. Her throbbing just punished pussy was on full display to the four men staring at her through the sliding glass door. Her striped red tits were pushed forward as her hands were trapped between her body and Luka's. Her eyes were trained on the ground, these strangers had just seen her punished by hand and belt, spread open in multiple positions, she had even held her pussy lips open wide for Luka to spank and had begged for more. Luka had made her come so hard she sobbed. They had seen it all.

Luka held her tight against them and played with her tits with one hand and her pussy with the other. Squeezing and lifting her tits, pinching her sore nipples, flicking her clit lightly, using two fingers to spread her smooth pussy apart.

"When your friend brought you home last night and you shouted for the whole world to hear that you wanted me to fuck and punish you, she told me what happened at the bar." Jasmine blushed from her tits to her ears realizing her friend had been present for her asking to be punished. "You got so drunk that you became shameless. At one point last night you climbed on top of a table to dance. But my love, do you remember what you were wearing?"

Jasmines heart raced. She had been dressed up for the bachelorette party. The theme was "Brigid is Go-Go-ing to be married" and they had been instructed to dress like gogo dancers from the 60s. She had worn a tiny fringed mini skirt, a skin tight low cut knit top with bell sleeves that showed off her tits, and knee-high boots. The whole bachelorette party was dressed similarly and they had gone to a kitschy tiki bar to dance and drink. The tequila from Brigid's signature cocktail had definitely gotten the better of her.

"A mini skirt" Jasmine said, wincing as Luka pinched her left nipple cruelly. "Yes, but my love, where were your panties?" Jasmines stomach dropped.

She had been so fucking horny last night. She had definitely left the house wearing panties, embarrassment swept through her at the tickle of a memory, had she had gone to the bathroom and... fuck.

"I took them off at the bar" Jasmine said her cheeks blazing. Luka flicked her sore clit making her jump "I just got so turned on, I went to the bathroom to take care of it so I could focus on my friends. I... I went into a bathroom stall and tried to get myself off, but I couldn't, it was too hard to come standing up, and I didn't want to fuck myself on the toilet, and people kept coming and going. So I wound up just soaking wet and frustrated." Luka continued to grope her body in the direction of the men staring at her. "My panties were drenched and I didn't want them anymore. I don't know, I was so wasted."

"What did you do with them?" Luka asked, using both hands now to pull her pussy roughly open wide. "I, I can't remember."

Luka slapped her pussy hard, making her cry out. "I think you do. Try again."

Feeling her pussy gush with wetness she hung her head and said "I brought them back out to the bar to put in my bag, but I think..." fuzzy memories slowly came more into focus. "I had them in my hands, and those guys, she pointed at the house with her head, were sitting around a table on my way back and asked me if I wanted a drink. I, I, I think I put them on the table." Luka pulled at her nipples. "One of them grabbed them. They were still sticky wet. He smelled them and then passed them around the table."

"Did you like that? Knowing that they were smelling your slutty cunt and thinking about how it was bare beneath that tiny skirt?" Luka pulled her nipples hard up and out and she gasped. "Yes" she said in a small voice.

"What happened next?" Luka asked running their hands over her round tits, smooth stomach, tiny manicured bush, then avoided her cunt, running them down the insides of her spread thighs. "A song came on and I wanted to dance. I yelled at my friends that we should be real gogo dancers and I climbed up on a chair and onto the table and started to dance." Luka grabbed under her thighs and pulled them forward slightly, then pushed her stomach back against them, angling her pussy even more open to the house and the men within. "And then?" Luka purred against her neck. "And then... and then... and then I saw a phone on the table and I told them to film me." Another blush raced across her skin. "They were clapping and cheering for me and I wanted them to like what they saw and I, I kept dancing." "What a little slut you are Jasmine, what a dirty little slut. Do you think they saw your ass? Your pussy?" Luka pinched her clit and she hissed. "Sssssssss, oh, I, um, probably they did see."

"Yes, my love, they not only saw you flashing your little ass and pussy, but they got it on camera. They got you practically shoving your pussy in their faces on camera like a filthy greedy slut. And it wasn't even their idea. It was yours. Babe, your face is all over that video, it's plain as day, your tits are bouncing all over the place. Your ass and pussy flashing in and out of sight. What will we do if that video winds up online Jasmine?"

She shuddered. The consequences of her behavior and desperate desire now fully hitting her. This could ruin her professional life. Fuck fuck fuck.

"Luckily" Luka said "one of them gave your friend their number earlier in the night. And once your friends got you off that table and brought you to me they passed it along. I called him up and was able to make a deal with the whole group this morning. In return for the video, they will help me punish you for being such a fucking slut last night."

Jasmines body buzzed with anticipation and her heart sped up to a gallop. She knew she shouldn't want this, but she really really did. This was so fucking hot and so scary. Oh god.

Luka laughed, pulling her pussy lips apart again and watching her opening spasm. Wetness was dripping down into her crack and had made a spot on Luka's jeans. "You are in so much trouble baby girl. Why don't you go ask our friends to come outside?" Luka pushed her off their lap and slapped her ass. "And keep your hands behind your back, no trying to be modest now. You wanted them to see you, so babe they are really going to see you."

Jasmines body trembled with anticipation as she clasped her hands behind her back and walked to the sliding glass door. She felt every tickle of the air on her wet cunt and every jiggle of her round tits as she approached the men. She pushed the door open and saw that these four men were younger than she and Luka, in college maybe? Were they even 21? They must be if they were in the bar. All of them sported hard ons that tented their pants and they stared at her body openly.

"Will, um, will you please come outside and help Luka punish me?" She asked in a quiet voice, staring at the floor.

The young men smiled and walked towards her. She turned around and walked back to Luka, hands clasped behind her, feeling their eyes on her swaying ass.

Luka kissed her deeply then said "sit on the table, lean back on your hands, spread your legs wide." Her heart pounded as she stepped onto the bench then turned around, placed her hands behind her hips on the table, thrusting her tits up, then pressed the outside of her knees to the table ledge, her feet flexed so her toes reached the bench. She knew full well these men had already seen her in this position, but she hadn't known they were there. Her breaths came quick as her pussy lips slowly separated, glistening with her arousal, her nipples hardening. She looked up quickly at the men, her body wracked with both shame and delight. All of them, Luka included, were staring at her body, dragging their eyes from her face to her tits to her pussy.

Luka clapped their hands "ok!" They said "this filthy little slut needs to be punished. I think that each of you should get the chance to punish her in the way you'd like to, so when it is your turn you can tell her to take whatever positions you desire and use any implement within reason to spank her ass, tits, and pussy." Jasmines chest heaved, her legs shook.

"You are being punished for being a greedy little slut, for taking your panties off in public, giving them to strangers, flashing your ass and pussy to these men and the entire bar, asking them to film you as you did, and for not getting your panties back. Jasmine, how many strokes do you think these men should each deliver to your ass, tits, and pussy?"

Her voice trembled as she said "I don't know" eyes fixed on the ground.

"Hmmmm little slut is feeling shy? We don't want to damage her body, but she needs to learn her lesson. Why don't we say you each get 50, to divide as you like between her parts? If she still needs more after that we can reevaluate, and if she miscounts you can start again." Jasmines gasped, that was 200 strokes minimum, and she had already taken 30 hand strokes and 10 from the belt to her ass tits and pussy each. Fuck fuck fuck.

Luka stepped towards her and reached forward pulling her pussy lips apart. "Look at how much she wants this, sweet little slut" Luka said. Her opening was twitching and she was soaking wet, their touch sent a jolt through her body, her pussy was throbbing and her heart was racing.

"Alright fellas, you brought what you thought you'd need, but let me know if you forgot anything and I'm sure we can find it in the house. Who wants to punish this little slut first?" Jasmine could feel Luka's breath on her cunt which they were still holding open. She felt dizzy with want.

The young man wearing a backwards baseball cap stepped forward, he had been the first to grab and sniff her panties last night too. "I'll start" he said. Jasmine shivered, what would he do to her?

"Get down from the table" he said and he sat on the bench. She stepped down entire body flaming. "Come stand in front of me, facing the house." She did as she was told. "Spread your legs as far as you can and put your hands on the ground." Jasmines breath hitched. Was this really happening? With her ass directly in front of him she stepped her legs wide then bent at the waist, her fingers tented on the ground. She felt the gaze of all the men as they stepped behind her to see this view. Her ass, asshole, and pussy were presented to the man she now thought of as simply "baseball cap", and his face was inches away. He let her stand there for a minute, shame and desire rocketing around her body.

"You want me to punish you Jasmine?" He asked. With a shanking voice she said "yes sir, please punish me as you see fit." The first slap to her ass pushed her forward and she almost fell from the force but caught herself with her hands. "Count them out Jasmine, and thank me"

"One, thank you sir" she said, pulse thrumming, cheek stinging.

Slap! "Two, thank you sir"

Slap! "Three, thank you sir"

Baseball Hat showed her ass no mercy as he slapped it hard. He loved watching her ass jiggle with each swat, his handprints blazing red on her already pink ass. He had a direct line of sight to her sweet dripping cunt, that smelled as good as her panties had the night before and through her legs he could see her round tits shake and bounce with every stroke. He had seen Luka pay special attention to the tender curve of her ass where it met her thighs and he slapped that tender flesh again and again. She began to squirm between each stroke, able to count and thank him, but the pain was evidently cutting through now too. After ten hard slaps to her ass he rubbed his hands over her ass cheeks. He shifted slightly and pulled a pliable plastic ruler from his back pocket.

"I think you'll get ten more on your ass before I move on, but now you'll take the ruler." He stood up standing next to Jasmine instead of sitting behind her. His erection was straining at his pants.

"Yes sir, please punish me with the ruler sir." Jasmine said. He couldn't believe how badly this woman wanted to be punished. She really was a slut.

He whipped the the pliable ruler through the air and it landed on the bright pink underside of her ass. She shrieked and shifted forward with the force. "Eleven, thank you sir." Again and again her whipped the ruler across her ass striping it with bright red lines.

Jasmine was starting to feel pain now as much as pleasure, the ruler was a bitch. Tears had started to leak from her eyes but she kept her ass pushed up and out to meet every stroke even as she yelped and squirmed after each stinging blow.

After Jasmine called out "twenty, thank you sir!" baseball hat knelt behind her holding her hot cheeks in his hands and kneading them roughly, bouncing them up and down and blew softly on her pussy. Her pussy lips were once again glistening in the gentle sun and the cool air he blew made her pussy clench and shudder.

As he had seen Luka do before he roughly grasped her pussy and pulled it up and out, forcing her back to arch higher. He delighted in being able to cup her smooth dripping cunt, and feel her wetness in his hand. "Keep your pussy pushed out slut" he said "you want to take every stroke don't you? Show us how much you want it." Jasmine pushed her pussy out as far as she could, her body was aching from still being bent over like this and her ass felt red hot and burning.

"Now you'll take ten from my hand to your dripping cunt." He put his left hand on her lower back keeping her pressed down then slammed his flat right palm into her cunt. It hit with a loud smacking slap and he rubbed it in hard, pressing his fingers hard against her clit. Pussy juice trailed between his hand and her cunt as he pulled it away.

"Mmmphhh, one, thank you sir" Jasmine pushed her cunt up and out again readying for the next stroke. This time it hit with a squishing sound, her pussy was so wet! And once again as she counted "two, thank you sir" she felt his hand press hard against her, rubbing, squeezing, manhandling her cunt. Was Luka ok with this? With him touching her like this? The third stinging slap broke her train of thought and she pushed into his hand as he griped her pussy. She reassured herself that Luka had made this deal and that they would stop anything they didn't want to happen.

"Oh sweet slut, you forgot to count!" Baseball cap laughed. "Let's try this again!" He slapped her cunt with brute force then squeezed it tightly, "oooooph! One, thank you sir!"

Slap! "Mmmmm two thank you sir!"

Slap! Three, ahhhhhhh, thank you sir"

Again and again Jasmine pushed her cunt up and out receiving his hard slaps and bruising touch, reveling in the friction he was giving her. Would she be able to come like this? She was panting between the cries that leapt out of her at each stroke. When the tenth stroke hit, Jasmine squirmed and bucked back into his hand. "Ahhhhh! Ten! Thank you sir!"

"Oh dirty girl, Luka was right, you like this a little too much." He squeezed her cunt hard and she cried out as he pulled his hand away leaving her bent over and spread wide her pussy twitching and needy.

"Luka, how would you feel about me spanking her little asshole?" Baseball hat asked running his finger up and down her crack over her tight puckering hole, dipping into her wet mess of a pussy and trailing her wetness up. Jasmine froze. That wasn't something she had ever thought about or asked for and she waited for Luka's reply "I think you could trade one asshole stroke for 5 somewhere else" They said. Jasmines pulse pounded in her ears. "Works for me" said baseball cap.

Jasmine heard him pick up something off the table. The ruler? Fuck.

Baseball hat pressed the cold ruler against her burning red cunt and she gasped. He dragged it up and down through her wetness and then up her crack.

"Before we get to your slutty little pussy and asshole, it's time to punish your tits. Put your hands behind your back but stay folded at the waist. I want your tits hanging down to the ground." Jasmine shifted her weight backwards, her legs straining with being spread wide this whole time. She bent her elbows and clasped her hands behind her back her face and torso parallel to the ground. Baseball hat laid down and pushed himself underneath her. He was laying between her legs with her tits dangling above his face. He reached out roughly grabbing her heavy hanging tits. He pinched her nipples hard and twisted them back and forth making her moan. He grabbed the ruler and held it directly under her right breast. With his other hand he then reached forward and pulled the top the ruler back as far as it would go. It was bent into a wicked curve ready to spring forward. As he flicked the ruler forward he let go of the top, sharp pain lit up her chest at the ruler hit hard into the center of her hanging tit, lifting it up with the force, her hard nipple burning from the strike, her tit bouncing gloriously above baseball hats face. "Sssssshhhh, one, thank you sir"

He repeated his torturous flick of the ruler on her left breast and then back and forth. "Ooooophhhhh, two thank you sir"

"Owewww, three thank you sir"

"Ffffff, four thank you sir"

Baseball hat dropped the ruler but once again grabbed her tits roughly. He pushed them together and then pulled them towards him. He squeezed them hard and rough. He lifted his head up and licked each of her nipples just once, tracing around her sharp stinging buds with his toung before he slid out from beneath her.

"Hands back on the ground" he barked. Jasmine complied. He sat behind her again, her pussy open directly in front of his face. She felt the cold ruler on her pussy again. "I think nine with the ruler on your pussy and one on your asshole will do." Jasmine trembled.

Like he had with her tits he held the ruler just an inch or two from her pussy, pulling to top back sharply, then letting it go. slap! "Ohhhhhjahhhhh! One, thank you sir!" Jasmine struggled to stay in position, that ruler was brutal.

Crack! "Eeeeeee, two thank you sir"

Crack! "Owwwwww three, thank you sir.

Crack! "Fffffffffffuck, four thank you sir."

Crack! "Oh oh oh. Five, thank you sir"

"Now bring your hands back here and hold your pussy open for me. I know that's how you like it, it was obvious when Luca punished you. Reach back here and ask me to punish your spread pussy with my ruler"

Jasmine had tears running down her face. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shifting her weight back again she reached around her ass and pulled her pussy open with her fingertips, spreading the inner lips as far as she could.

"Please sir, punish my open cunt with your ruler, I need to be punished." Baseball hat leaned in close to her spread pussy, taking in the sight of her tight hole and little clit willingly presented to him for pain. He bent the ruler back sharply and slapped it hard against her left inner pussy lip. Jasmine moaned loudly. "Six, thank you sir".