Guests arriving at Jessica's party were greeted by the sight of a table full of delicious-looking food, everything from homemade sushi and crab rolls to ceviche and puff pastry. Across from that table was another table containing Marie and Jane, who were bent over naked, bound, and ball-gagged.
Jessica had written the word "Disobedient" on Marie's back in lipstick, and on Jane's, the word "Sluts." On the table next to them were a selection of instruments of punishment -- a flogger, the tawse, a paddle, and two riding crops, along with a handwritten sign saying "Help yourself."
Kat, Kelly, Olivia, Ana, and Lexi arrived as a group. They had all been hanging out together that afternoon, and when Kat suggested that they wear their cheerleader uniforms to the party, everyone enthusiastically agreed. Jessica was absolutely delighted to see the five 18-year-old cheerleaders walk into her living room; not a bad way to get a party started.
Jessica saw the girls looking over at Jane and Marie, and said, "I'd appreciate it if each of you would give them at least one good smack. The bitches will never learn to behave if they aren't punished."
The cheerleaders happily obliged, first Lexi, then Ana and Olivia. Kat and Kelly were each wielding a riding crop when their mothers walked in. Betty and Samantha shared a brief look of concern -- were they possibly not making the best parenting decisions? Then they shrugged and laughed; it was a little late to be worried about that now. Grinning wickedly, Kat and Kelly handed their crops to their mothers.
It suddenly went quiet in the room when Celeste walked in carrying a tray of drinks. She was wearing a tight red dress and looked absolutely ravishing. For the cheerleaders and the two mothers, this was their first exposure to Celeste, and Jessica could see that they were all stunned by what they beheld. Jessica felt her juices begin to flow as she thought about the possibilities the night held.
Claire and Tara were the next to arrive. Olivia had texted them to let them know that this was a party they didn't dare miss, and seeing the two bound girls and the gaggle of cheerleaders, they knew immediately that she hadn't steered them wrong. Tara grabbed the paddle and Claire the tawse, and they each laid a couple of token blows on Jane and Marie, whose rumps were glowing a pale red by now.
Tara whispered a few words to Claire, who nodded. Both were amazed by all the beautiful women at the party; it was like being at Mimi's, except that the vibe was different -- less fraught, more joyful. Even the two bound women looked happy. You could see in their eyes that they knew they were exactly where they belonged.