Rylie felt clueless and stupid. She was such an idiot. She had never even heard of tattoo spankability. She guessed idiots like her just had to rely on the wisdom of great people like Caihong Chiu.
Smack! Smack!
Oooo! Authenticity-determining spanks to each tattoo!
Smack! Smack!
Oooo! Fucking fuck! How could an old lady deliver such powerful spanks?
Smack! Smack!
Ooooooo! Fucking wow! That hurt bad!
Smack! Smack!
Oh oooo! How many spanks did it take to determine tattoo authenticity? What was typical in such a testing?
Smack! Smack!
The spanks stopped. It was over. Thank God!
It had hurt so bad, and yet Rylie was still so turned on, more turned on than ever. The spanks stopped just in time, just before she began wanting them.
Caihong told her, “I should not have to reach up and then swoop my hands down just to spank a worthless American ass, no matter how tight and sexy it is. I may strain a muscle or stretch a ligament. Caihong is not as agile as in her younger years. Move your feet apart. Much further apart. This will lower your ass and keep you still. I will keep you balanced with my not-spanking hand.”
Rylie could not believe it. She’d thought she was in the most humiliating position ever, and now she had to move into an even more humiliating position!
She had to do it. She just had to. Caihong had such authority in her voice. So much confidence and certainty. She had better do it. Caihong could spank her if she didn’t. It only dimly occurred to Rylie that Caihong was going to spank her anyway and would be able to spank her harder and with the skin of Rylie’s ass stretched tighter when she complied with Caihong’s order.
It did not matter that obeying to avoid spanks only brought spanks, and therefore obedience was nonsensical. Because it simply was not a matter of if she complied with Caihong’s order. It was when. And when was right away.
Rylie felt incredibly exposed in the new position. It was even more awkward, and her pussy had to be in upside-down show or Caihong.
Was that what Caihong wanted? A pussy show? Was that what Caihong liked? Was Caihong a lesbian like her granddaughters?
How had the Chiu family propagated if all the females were lesbians?
Rylie thought it would have been best if the Chiu mini-dynasty had died out in ancient times. Rylie would still have her illusion of free will and self-destination.
More and more, Rylie felt like a creature reacting, like a follower dependent on being told what to do, like what happened to her and with her was not up to her.
It was so wrong. But it felt right in a scary way. Idiots like her should not be making decisions.
Caihong’s dry, wrinkly hand gripped Rylie’s outer upper left thigh. Rylie felt wildly inappropriate gratitude. She felt all dizzy and weak, and Caihong was helping her stay ass upright like she was a bizarre two-legged creature that viewed the world out of its asshole or its pussy. Caihong was helping her be a good still target for spanks.
Thank you, Caihong!
Smack! Smack!
Caihong’s purr was crackly because of her elderly voice box, “Yes, this is much better. Caihong is most comfortable this way while delivering the spanks you need.”
Smack! Smack!
She needed the spanks?
Did she?
Smack! Smack!
Rylie did feel a lot of need. It was powerful and yet hard to understand or define.
Smack! Smack!
Caihong must be right. She was so wise. She knew so much. Rylie felt like she knew so little. How little? She did not even understand herself, and that was the foundation for all other understanding.
Smack! Smack!
She was only an idiot. She needed guidance. She needed this.
Smack! Smack!
Caihong paused, sounding a little breathless. Maybe it was hard for a hardcore old lady to spank so hard.
“Both tattoos take spanks well and are not rubbed off by them. The new tattoo is extremely red from irritation. It looks like it must hurt greatly. However, I just feel that this ass needs more spanks. What does the idiot American think? This rare time, I will ask.”
Caihong was asking her? But she was only an idiot! Was Caihong sure it was wise to involve Rylie in this important decision-making process?
Wise or not, Rylie knew Caihong wanted an answer. And Rylie knew her ass hurt terribly!
Were those two pieces of knowledge enough for an idiot to produce the right recommendation?
“I think…my rear… has taken enough spanks?”
Oh damn, her answer sounded like a question. Even when Caihong let her make a decision, she was batting it right back to Caihong.
“It is not a ‘rear.’ You have an ass, a sexy American ass. A slutty ass! Say what it is!”
“My ass! Okay? My ass is sexy!”
“And slutty?”
“I…it… my ass… I am not a slut!”
Yes! Rylie felt a burst of pride break through her humiliation. She was standing up for herself! She was up on two feet. Yes, they were spread far apart now, and she was grabbing her ankles, but it still qualified as standing! And she was holding Caihong’s demanded position, and she sounded so weak and plaintive, but what she’d just said still counted as standing up for herself. It counted!
Caihong gave a sort of out or exemption, “You can have a slutty ass and not be a slut. Go ahead and tell Caihong how slutty your ass is. Caihong will determine the slut status of the rest of you as Caihong goes along and breaks you down into your useful-to-the-Chius essential basic element.”
What was all that? What was Caihong saying? Caihong meant to break her down? But Caihong just yesterday told the twins not to break Aspen and Rylie. Caihong had a double standard!
But should someone like Rylie dare to judge someone like Caihong? Aspen was only an idiot, and Caihong was so very wise. So wise that she seemed to somehow understand Rylie better than Rylie knew herself.
When Caihong broke her down….
If Caihong broke her down….
If Rylie were idiotic enough to allow Caihong to break her down, which Rylie would never be, then what would be Rylie’s essential element that would be most useful to the Chius?
What would be most useful to all three of the mean arrogant bitches?
Rylie could not quite puzzle it out, but she did not think friendship companion qualified as a most essential element.
She felt Caihong deliver vicious little pinches to her spanked ass cheeks. Caihong was spurring on an answer. Her thick, sharpened old lady nails felt like spurs digging into Rylie’s ass, the subject at hand, the subject at fingernail talon.
Caihong wanted an answer!
“I have a slutty ass! My sexy American ass is so slutty!”
“And does it need more spanks? You must anticipate the wants and desires of your betters. You must craft your answer to please.”
Rylie thought desperately about what Caihong wanted to hear her say. She was an idiot, but she thought she knew. But she also thought she was an idiot if she said what Caihong wanted her to–
“My slutty American ass needs more spanks!”
“Yes. Correct answer. Now tell Caihong honestly, does the slutty American ass want more spanks?”
No one could want—
Actually….
She was so fucking turned on!
But those spanks hurt so bad!
And… also hurt good? They did make her even more turned on. She was insane from orgasm denial! She must be!
“My sexy American ass wants more spanks! My sexy ass needs more spanks!”
“So demanding. You should ask nicely. It requires effort from Caihong.”
Rylie shouldn’t say it, but she had to say it. She knew what Caihong wanted to hear, and that meant she wanted to say what Caihong wanted to hear. Caihong’s wants guided Rylie’s wants.
Rylie still felt terrible resentment. Rylie had a fully developed sense of right and wrong and of fairness. Rylie had tremendous societal taboo reluctance. All these emotions, all herself, were still there. It was just that they were dwarfed by the new alien emotions, ones that were like colonists that landed on her foreign shore and spread like a disease.
“Please spank my sexy ass more! Please do it! My slutty ass wants it! Please spank me!”
“Will you owe me if I do you this favor?”
Rylie was past thinking and past resisting, “Yes! I’ll owe you! Please spank my slutty ass!”
“Will you do absolutely anything I tell you to do?”
That was a big ask. Depending on what the thing was. Caihong, for being such a scrawny little thing, did seem to think big….
“I’ll do any one thing you ask me to do!”
“I did not say ‘one thing!’ I did not say ‘ask.’ Do not change the deal I offer. It is anything, any number of times. It is open-ended, as wide open as your legs. I will not ask. I will do or I will tell. You will take or you will obey. Very simple. Very good deal. For me. Do you accept this deal?”
Rylie would have said the “deal” was entirely unacceptable. She would have said no one could accept such a deal. She would have said it was no deal at all.
Except for one thing.
The answer she gave.
“I accept! Anything you say! Anytime! Always and forever! I take the deal! Please spank my slutty ass!”
She took the “deal!”
She was begging a mean old lady to spank her ass!
Rylie no longer knew herself.
Smack! Smack!
“You owe me, American!”
Smack! Smack!
She owed Caihong… for spanking her. She owed Caihong anything! Anytime! Always!
Smack! Smack!
It could not be true. It was what she agreed to.
Smack! Smack!
Rylie’s ass was roaring with pain, and her pussy was bubbling with hot need. Her ass blazed, and her pussy heated up like it was trying to compete with her ass, first one to come to a boil.
Smack! Smack!
God, why was she letting this happen? She came here with a big problem, and now she had a bigger problem. Problems. Humiliation, a bad deal, and a need for an orgasm so great that she could not wrap her head around it. She’d just agreed to do anything anytime! And that was only to get spanked, not even for an orgasm!
She was so bad at striking deals. She was such an idiot. She deserved this.
Spank! Spank!
Caihong’s spanks made her ass flesh ripple, and the waves traveled into her pussy. It felt like Caihong was spanking her into an orgasm!
Good!
Do it!
Spank her!
Smack! Smack!
Make her cum! Make her cum from spanks!
Smack! Smack!
Yes! Hurt her! She was a stupid idiot! She should be hurt! She needed to cum!
Smack! Smack!
But then… the spanks stopped…!
What the fuck? What was the holdup? She’d just sold out and made that terrible deal to get spanked. She wanted her money’s worth! She wanted her freedom’s worth! Spank her!
Caihong had a devious tone to her voice, one that immediately put Rylie on high alert. Unfortunately, even her high alert was muted and buried by her incredible need.
“Caihong has a keen eye for all things slut. Caihong sees American’s pussy winking at her. Caihong sees pussy wants to cum.”
Yes! True! Whatever! Okay! Make it happen!
“This meeting, maybe you are aware or maybe you are too much of an idiot, is to determine if how Xiang treats you is appropriate. That cannot be determined by what Xiang has done to you or said to you. It would be wrong for her to do that to some but not at all wrong for others. Most simply, she treats you like a total slut. And one who is meant for slavery.
“So, Caihong does not need to judge Xiang’s actions as this one is right and that one is wrong, and this other one is a question mark. No. Caihong only needs to determine if you are a slut, a total slut, the kind that should be a slave. This is a much easier matter to see and know than if any one action is right or wrong.
“I give you an example.”
Fuck! No examples! Rylie wanted the spanks to come back! She wanted an orgasm!
A lecture was the worst possible torture!
So, of course, Caihong lectured her, “Man shoot bullet into head of other man. Is this a wrong thing? Yes! Murder! Ah, but wait. Other man was attacking him. Self-defense! All good!
“Ah, but wait again, attacking man was mentally disturbed and only armed with inflatable toy and is half the size of the man with gun. Now bullet in head is wrong!
“But if it is war, it is right to deliver a bullet into head. Ah, but what if the war is wrong, invasion of innocent harmless country, and invading soldier kills the patriotic loyal defending soldier? Now it is wrong!
“What about shooting unarmed man in head? Wrong! Or is it? What if it is an execution, very legal, and the unarmed man is himself a murderer or worse? Then it is good to shoot him in the head!
“Man in house is shot in head. He is the homeowner and victim of home invasion. Bullet to head is bad! But if the man in the house with bullet in the head was the home invader, then it is good there is a bullet in his head. I myself have often yearned for some home invaders with big ideas who become estate invaders. I have many bullets and shells and many weapons. It would delight Caihong to kill some estate invaders.
“But do you see? Same action, bullet to head, can be so very wrong or so very right or anywhere in between.”
Yes, yes, Rylie got it. But would she get it to her ass, a spanking hand, and an orgasm?
What did Caihong’s lecture have to do with Rylie and Rylie’s need for an orgasm?
Caihong continued to expound while Rylie wished Caihong would just ass-pound, “Caihong is in the process of determining if you are a slut. A very much total slut. If not, Xiang is in the wrong. If so, then Xiang has treated you correctly. I will either condemn or commend her depending on the outcome of this process.”
Rylie was getting processed?
So… she had to make damn sure Caihong did not think she was a slut!
How was it going so far? Well, she was naked, ass up, grabbing her ankles, asking to be spanked, and on the edge of an orgasm….
It was not going well!
