Two's Company (Training Of Betty)
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Thrown together by their boyfriends, Betty is egged on by Jenny to new levels of insubordination with regard to Michael. Jenny’s punishments from Jake are inventive, taking place in their Punishment Room, and Michael soon follows, meaning Betty is even more thoroughly spanked. Finally, insolence and disrespect on the part of the women gets them a painful and humiliating spanking in a public place. More
Part 2 of the Betty series sees our heroine being introduced to her boyfriend’s pal, Jake and his girlfriend, Jenny. Like Betty and Mike, Jake and Jenny operate a strict code of discipline which can lead to serious domestic punishment.
The two girls become friends as their various spanking sessions are filmed, discussed, and improved upon by their respective partners. Unfortunately for the girls, their enjoyment of the numerous bare bottom spankings which they receive only serves to further fire up their boyfriends. Every cheek must glow!
As soon as she knew she was to be the first victim, Jenny acted without any direction from Jake. Betty guessed that this was part of their dynamic: the severity of any punishment would be increased if she had to be told what to do. She lifted up her skirt, slid her knickers half way down her thighs, and bent herself over the horse so that her head was hanging down the far side of its back and her feet were off the ground. Was it Betty’s imagination, or was Jenny’s bottom already quite pink? She remembered the cushion.
Jake switched on the video camera that was positioned above the television and carefully adjusted the direction in which it was pointing. Betty had not seen it there. Her mouth was dry.
“Warm yourself up,” Jake ordered.
Jenny’s hand appeared and she began to slap her own bottom. Was there anything more humiliating than that, Betty wondered.
“I’ll take over now.” So saying, Jake laid a volley of slaps on Jenny’s well-positioned bottom. After a while he took one of the hairbrushes from the table and finished off with a dozen or so well-aimed strokes on the crease between her bottom and her thighs.
A red-faced, red-bottomed Jenny slithered off the horse, pulled up her knickers and came to sit on the sofa.
Now it was Betty’s turn.