Free Michaels, Skye - Calleigh's Collar [Le Club 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels

Steele were enjoying huge cups of coffee with orange scones dripping warm butter and homemade orange marmalade when Trent and Paula joined them.
    “Calleigh, let me just say first that I’m really sorry about you getting in all this trouble. Trent has pointed out, rather forcefully, that I am partly responsible because of my relentless badgering. Also, secondly, I’m sorry I had a physical reaction to your punishment. I don’t know what came over me. I just couldn’t help myself.”
    Calleigh could see the distress on her friend’s face. “Honey, don’t feel bad. It’s over and done with, thank goodness,” she replied. “For Heaven’s sake, I got so turned on myself I had a screaming orgasm in front of all those people. It was mortifying! But it’s on to bigger and better things.” She winked at Paula. “Why don’t you get into your bathing suit and meet Robbie at the pool. To be truthful, I’m still sore and tired. Besides, I’m really embarrassed and don’t want to face anyone yet. I think I’ll go back to the suite and relax on the veranda with a book for awhile.”
    Steele reached over and kissed Calleigh lightly on the mouth. “While you girls do your thing, Trent and I are going to the gym. See you for lunch.”
    Calleigh watched curiously as Trent just quirked his eyebrow at Paula and gave her a tentative smile, but she turned a cold shoulder. Interesting…

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    Paula found Robbie already at the pool reading a magazine. She had a large bag at her feet. “Two uniforms to go!” she chirped with an excited grin.
    “Are we really going to do this?” Paula asked.
    “Bet your ass!” Robbie replied.
    When the “two schoolgirls” arrived at the School Room promptly at 11:00, they found Adrienne, attired as Sister Immaculata, enthusiastically paddling the bare bottoms of her two subs, similarly attired in school uniforms. “I just thought I’d warm up for Calleigh,” she said with a sly grin. “Where is she? I thought she was eager for a new experience.”
    “She’ll be here in a minute,” Paula said as she approached the spanking bench at the front of the room. Suddenly Robbie and Paula grabbed Sister by the arms and wrestled her over the bench and quickly secured her flailing arms and legs.
    “Let me go! You have no idea who you are dealing with! This is outrageous! You can’t do this to me,” she screamed. Adrienne’s subs stood there with open mouths. “Help me, you two. Don’t just stand there!” she bellowed at them.
    “Yes, we can, and we will, Sister!” Robbie replied. “We’ll see how you like a little taste of your own medicine, you mean old bitch! Let’s see if we can help you discover your ‘submissive’ side.”
    “Yeah, let’s see how you like getting your wrinkly old butt beat. See if it’s as much ‘fun’ as the other way around,” Paula piped up as she raised the hem of Sister’s habit to her waist and pulled down her white panties.
    Robbie considered. “I think we should each give her five strokes, implements of our choosing. I call dibs on the big leather paddle she is so fond of.”
    “Good idea, I choose the strap with the dildo handle in Calleigh’s honor, which is only fair,” Paula continued.
    “You can’t do this to me!” Adrienne howled, outrage in every movement of her struggling body.
    “Don’t worry, Sister. You are going to love it. It’s a very edifying experience that you should not miss,” Paula replied as she took the strap from the wall. Before she could lose her nerve, Paula brought the leather strap down across the center of Sister’s skinny butt twice, then across her thighs twice, and then across the top of her butt just under her waist. Although the strokes were not particularly hard or accurate, they had a good sting and Sister howled, more in fury than in pain. “God, that felt good! What do you think, Sister?” Paula asked with a satisfied grin on her face.
    Robbie finished up with five strokes of the heavy