Mrs. James turned and looked at Brandi. She said, "Wayne, I don't think you're making an impression on her. Her eyes aren't even wet yet."

The next three strikes were harder than any spanking she had ever received for being bad. The pleasure stopped and real pain and anguish started. She could feel welts rising on her smooth ass from the blows. Tears filled her eyes and she let out a scream.

Mr. Martin laughed, "That's more like it, darling. We must get the message clear." He struck her three more times very hard before dropping the stick.

Brandi was crying loudly from the whipping. She was forced to sit up as Mrs. James put on the dildo. She lay on the desk next to Brandi.

"Punishment is over," reassured Mr. Martin, "Now we get to enjoy ourselves."

Mrs. James coaxed Brandi to straddle her and take the dildo inside her aching pussy. Most of the pain had subsided from her butt, but her pussy was still throbbing. As the firm plastic slid deep into her wet cunt, she forgot the soreness. She began rocking up and down on the artificial cock.

Brandi felt Mr. Martin's hands around her waist and was expecting him to shove his prick up her ass. She wasn't sure she was ready for that yet. When she realized that he had impaled Mrs. James' cunt instead, she was grateful, but a little disappointed, too. She timed her rocking so that her down stroke made her ass slam into Mr. Martin's thrusting stomach.

Mrs. James had been really turned on by Brandi's spanking. Within five minutes, she arched her back and gasped with her second orgasm. Brandi admired the woman's ability to have such powerful orgasms at her age. She had always thought that intensity diminished with age, but Mrs. James was proving her wrong.