I hadn’t told Harmony the rest of Kat’s punishment — for one month the MC would only use her ass and mouth. She’d be treated as nothing more than a cumbucket, and no one would pay a bit of attention to her pussy or clit.
She’d been spanked for this behavior at least four or five times before, and had gone a week with no pussy action, last time. I had to wonder how she’d hold up for a month. I was of the opinion we should send her to another chapter, see if someone there might take a liking to her. She wanted a man of her own, and no one here was interested.
But, I didn’t get a say in that, anymore. When I was single, I could’ve brought it up, mentioned trading her for another club’s property, but since I wouldn’t be fucking her anymore, I could only speak up as the VP if I felt she was in danger. I didn’t see her killing herself over not being fucked in the pussy for a month, so it was out of my hands.
The spanking is designed to humiliate as well as hurt, and when breakfast was over, Duke stood her on a table while he explained the charges, and how the club had reached the decision of her punishment. She was asked if she’d accept thirty-five strikes with a belt from Bash, and she tearfully replied she would.
She apologized to Bash again before she bent over the table. Gonzo grabbed her arms and the first strike landed, loud and harsh. Bash wasn’t screwing around with a warm-up. A red welt appeared immediately, and Kat screamed and tried to stand, but Gonzo held her arms and she couldn’t escape.
I felt and smelled Harmony go to her bad place. Bash smelled it, too, because he was ready to swing the next strike, and he dropped his arm, stepped back, and looked down. He didn’t glance our way, but I knew he was giving me a chance to get her out before he continued.
I’d situated us near the back of the room, so I picked her up and walked out without having to walk in front of anyone. Every wolf in the room had smelled her terror, though, as well as the fact she’d left, even though her body was still here.
I stopped in the hall, holding her in my arms, and said her name a few times, telling her to come back to me. When she did, I could see her dismay that she’d lost it, and she slid down my body until she was on her own feet. We walked down the hall together, and I made a quick decision, knocked on Duke’s door, and when Gen answered, I asked, “Mind if Harmony hangs out with you while I go back out?”
“Of course she can.” She looked at Harmony and said, “At first, I thought it barbaric, but I’ve come to see some of the girls aren’t women, they’re emotionally stunted girls, and this seems to be the only thing they respond to. I still don’t approve, but I get that the guys either have to do this or banish them, and then they might end up in a worse situation, where they get punched in the face instead of spanked, so…” She shrugged, pulled Harmony into the room, and waved me away as she closed the door.
I stood outside the door, and listened and smelled a few minutes, and when I was sure Harmony would be fine with Gen, I went back to the main room.
They were making Kat count, and she was on nine when I got back out, and already crying.
The scents in the room were interesting. Most of the MC brothers were turned on and horny as fuck, and some of the women were turned on. One of the prospects was sick to his stomach over it, and I made a mental note to investigate him farther, make sure LEO weren’t trying to send someone undercover to infiltrate us.
At twenty, Bash announced Kat would get a break while he drank a beer. Gonzo let go of her arms, but she was told if she reached back, they’d add five strikes.
She had a five minute break, where she was leaned over a table, her red, belted ass on display, some bruises already forming, and the rest of the room talked — some about her, others about something else entirely.
Bash didn’t take it easy on her for the final fifteen, and she was frantic with pain when he finished. The final five were hard and fast, and he didn’t make her count them, but she screamed loud enough I knew Gen and Harmony heard it.
When she quieted enough for Bash to be heard, he announced, “She’ll be downstairs in the security room for the next four hours for anyone who wants to use her. First two hours, full-patched only, next two hours, prospects and hang-arounds as well. Remember, no one touches her pussy or clit for one month. We’ll announce it to the club and send it out in a text, to let you know when she’s fully available again.
He grasped the back of her neck and walked her out of the room, and a few guys followed them.
Kat was about to have a very tiring four hours.
Duke nodded at me as he walked through the door to the rooms in the back, and as we hit the hallway he said, “I heard her in with Gen. Let’s deal with this now.”