I awake from a fitful sleep to find that Stacy is not in my bed. I make my way to Zack's room and find her sitting there.
She is staring a Zack, who is lying naked on the top of the bed How did I miss that? It explains an awful lot. I step quietly out of the room before she sees me and make the plans for the day.
A few minutes later she climbs back into bed, I pretend that I am asleep. When I 'wake' up I make a feeble pass, which is requested. We make our way to the bathroom and meet up with Zack. He is very interested in the bite marks on our bodies, we did not even realise they were there until this morning.
I wonder if he feels the same way about her as she does about him. The way he is looking at her body suggests that he might.
The day is overcast and we are all listless. We work out on the masturbation machines, but they do not turn us on in the same way as they did yesterday.
We pick at lunch and as there is no sun there is little point in sunbathing.
Today is my day to choose what is to befall Zack and Stacy? I have given much thought to their respective sessions. Zack is to go first; however, I prepare Stacy for her session before attending to Zack. I place Stacy on a bench with her arms bound to her legs. The bonding is such that her tits and pussy are completely vulnerable to whatever punishment I intend to inflict.
I then turn my attention to Zack, I have decided on the staple, a good old fashioned spanking. He gets the pain a get the pleasure of stroking his bare bottom. I place him so that he is facing Stacy and go to work. Smack follows smack soon his bottom is scarlet and tears are following freely.
Anyone who thinks a proper spanking is not that painful would be very sorely mistaken, done right it is one of the most effective forms of CP. I was doing it right; Zack will remember this spanking for many days. However, at the moment he is blissfully unaware of the pain, he is completely focused on Stacy's pussy.
I stop the spanking as abruptly as I started it, and turn my attention to Stacy.
The selection of the cat of nine tails drew gasps from both, Stacy and Zack. This was no toy it was very match to business end of Sadism. I took a few practice swings and as it sliced through the air both, Stacy and Zack winced.