Susan wasted no time in calling her close friend Carol. It was difficult but she told Carol the story and then weakly alluded to the fact that she was being punished. Susan and Carol had been friends for almost forever, and shared most of what happened in their lives. Once, some time ago, Susan had mention casually that she had gotten a spanking, but when Carol showed great interest, Susan joked it off and hoped that it would be forgotten. Carol expressed her concern for Susan and the situation and asked her to call her soon.

"Yes," Chris said into the phone that beeped in his office. "Chris," this is Carol," the voice replied. "Oh Carol, hello," Chris said. "Chris, Susan just called...," "Yes, I know Carol," Chris said cutting her off, "I told her to call. I'm sorry about tomorrow, I know how you girls enjoy getting together." "It's alright Chris," Carol responded, "Susan, explained the situation, and I understand how upset you must be." "Well, it's been a hell of a morning to be sure," Chris, answered." "Chris," Carol started, "I know this is going to sound crazy and pretty wild, but, well, gee I don't know how to phrase this," "Just say what you feel Carol, you Susan and I have been friends for a long time. "Well, ok, you see Chris, I would really like to witness Susan's punishment." "Whoa," Chris said loudly, "Carol, I'm not sure you know what you are asking. In our house, punishment takes the form of corporal punishment." "I think I know that Chris," Carol said, "some time back Susan confided that she had been spanked. She tried to blow it off, but it really intrigued me, and today, when she said that she was going to be punished, I just knew that it would be rough." "Yes, Susan's bottom is going to be roasted to well done," Chris announced. "Please Chris," Carol pleaded; I've just got to see it. I'm not sure why, but it's driving me wild thinking about it." "Well," Chris said leaving the phrase unfinished, then, "Answer this question truthfully Carol, and I will consider your request, are you wet?" Carol was taken aback by the question, and halted in her answer and then knowing that everything hinged on what she said she replied, "my panties are soaked Chris." He could almost feel her blush over the phone as he instructed, "Carol if you are to be involved you must do exactly as I say, no questions asked." Carol hesitated only briefly before she consented.

The buzzer on Chris's phone rang from his secretary, "Sir, your wife is on the line." Chris returned to Carol. "Carol, hold on and listen," then he punched a button and Susan was on the line. Carol was able to hear, but unable to participate in the conversation.

"Chris," Susan said apprehensively. "Yes, I'm here Susan. Listen and do as I say, understood?" "Yes," Susan replied seeking to do everything in her power to put this all behind them. "Go into the bedroom and remove all your clothes, now!" Chris instructed. There was a lull in the conversation and a few minutes Susan was back on the line. "Ok," Susan replied. "Ok what?" Chris asked. Susan blushed at being made to announce her situation. "I'm naked," she said over the phone." "Bare twat naked?" Chris demanded to know. Carol listen breathing heavily at the words being used and with her right hand she squeezed her sopping crotch. "Yes," Susan said. "Yes what? Young lady, Chris chided making her say the words he wanted to hear, "I'm bare twat naked," Susan blurted out, her face turning red in embarrassment, even just between he husband and herself.

"Open the bottom drawer of the bureau," Chris ordered and Susan complied. She found a sack and when opening it gasped in surprise. It was the biggest butt plug she had ever seen. "Do you have what I think you should have in your hand?" Chris asked. "I think so," Susan stammered. "What is it?" Chris demanded. "I think it's a butt plug," Susan replied. "Exactly," Chris confirmed. Susan looked at the plug and gulped. The plug was huge, and she couldn't imagine an asshole that could take it. And not only that it was covered with little spiked bumps that surely would wreak havoc on the interior of anyones tender ass. Chris instructed Susan to coat it with the KY jelly that was also in the drawer and after she had done so, he told her, "Now get it up your ass girl." Susan shivered at the explicitness of his words. "Chris, I don't know, it looks so big." "Susan, you just better do as I say, and describe it all," Chris demanded. Carol was listening intently as was Chris as Susan proceeded. "I'm spreading my cheeks, OOOHHHHHH it's so big, AAAAHHHHHHH, it's half way up, UUUGGGHHHHHH, fuck those points are scraping my ass walls. AARRRREEGGGGUUU, it's up, it's in all the way Chris," Susan announced breathing quickly. Carol, listening, jammed two fingers deep into her cunt and against her clit. "Alright, then put on the thong panties to keep it in place, and leave it until I call you back," Chris instructed. Susan put down the phone, donned the panties and began to walk with the plug moving in her ass. It wasn't painful, but terribly uncomfortable, and the pointed knobs on the beast were constantly chafing her asshole chute.

Chris punched a button, "Carol, I'll pick you up on the way home, be ready," he said.