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With that, Jase walked over to a table at the edge of the stage and set the microphone down. He turned to Rachel, and wasted no time. His hand came down on her pantied bottom with a resounding smack that echoed off the walls. She shrieked in response, then smiled at the crowd.
Jase was just getting started. Jase had a style. The first one always stood on its own—with a pause to let it really sink in—and the remaining ones fell hard and fast. He worked a pattern of smacks across every inch of her red shorts, and got her thighs a few times for good measure. Rachel was squealing and squirming and dancing in place, but she was still smiling. She was a little spanko, Pax decided.
It all changed when Jace picked up the paddle. He aimed the first stroke right where he shorts ended, and the first bite of leather on flesh had her flying out of position, her hands flying back to cover her behind in shock.
“Tut, Tut,” Jason taunted. “Remember our arrangement. Get back in position. You’re going to take what you have coming, young lady.”
She did, although her smile disappeared, and she looked suddenly close to tears. This wouldn’t take long; she would be a remorseful sniveling mess in no time. Pax looked at his watch, and noted the time, just as Jase lifted the paddle once more.
Three minutes. It took exactly three minutes for Jase to turn Rachel into a pile of pleas and apologies. When she stood, Jase gave her a quick hug. “You go see Amber over there at the bar. She looks like she could use an extra hand tonight, and I doubt you’ll have any inclination to sit for a good long while.”
* * *
The night continued on. There was a total of five young ladies, and he was using the term loosely. Rachel was the youngest by far, and the oldest looked to be in her mid-forties. That was a fun one. She had come to Vegas on a work trip, and married her boss. Only problem was, her boss was already married. Each woman came up, told their tale, and was then left at the mercy of the audience to decide how many licks of the paddle they would get, and at what intensity. The idea had worried Pax slightly, giving the audience so much power over something he assumed they knew very little about, but they took their job with serious consideration and did it nicely.
At a quarter to one, he assumed the show was over. Jase had said six girls, and all six had been spanked to tears. He had to admit, it had been a good show, and from the looks of it, a profitable one all around. Pax started to make the rounds around the club, not looking for anything in particular, just keeping a general eye out.
“You thought the show was over, didn’t you?” At the sound of Jase’s voice coming through the sound system one again, Pax’s head jerked to the stage.
“Well, we have a latecomer—a new addition so to speak. Earlier this afternoon. I was approached my one of my own employees. She had heard about what we were doing here tonight, and she begged to be included.” Curiosity satiated, Pax turned his attention back to making his rounds. This wasn’t anything he hadn’t basically seen a million times before.
“Seems she’s just had a bad month all around, and figured she could benefit from the healing pain of a good hard spanking. She hasn’t done anything too terribly naughty as these other ladies, from the sounds of it, but I’ll let her tell you all about that. Come on out here, Diamond.”
