August turned into fall, the two new roommates returned to the apartment, and Allison started her senior year in college.  Because of the roommates, it became a bit harder to find spanking time.  Karen and Frank let the two of them use their place on occasion, and Richard suggested a weekend at his house.  It was comfortable rancher, with plenty of room, and Richard felt that spankings at his home would enable him to push Allison more and more.  He wanted to totally control her, and he felt she would do show pony humiliation publicly if he pushed it.

Richard had gotten Allison to take the cane, nude, leaning on a chair.  He usually gave her a strap warm-up on all fours or on the chair, followed by a prolonged stinging with the cane.  He delighted in the naked girl bouncing up and down, the jiggling of her breasts quite lovely.  When she hopped from foot to foot, flapping her hands like a chicken gasping after every other cane sting, he knew he had a show pony in the making.

Allison, for her part, began to enjoy the humiliation.  There was something quite arousing being controlled by a much older man.  She felt terribly humiliated when she was naked and being caned.  And she knew that Richard was laughing at her as he hopped and bounced about from the stings.  She was also getting intensely aroused during this play.  The teasing during and at the end of the spanking also drove her crazy.  The nipple pinches and tweaks, the running of the cane or strap over he mound, and the tickling of his fingers in between her legs drove her mad.  She often wondered why he just didn't fuck her and be done with it.

There was an October spanking which left Allison absolutely glowing.  The spanking took place at Karen and Frank's, in the basement.  They did not, however, watch.  Richard actually had her hopping about the basement, nude, with the cane.  After a strap warm-up, with her leaning on a chair, he went right to the cane and had the girl dancing immediately.  He began to tap her backside, a very short and sharp sting delivered with each stroke, and guide her around the room, making her hop and skip.  After about six or so with the cane, Richard switched to a dressage whip.  With each flick of the whip, Allison actually jumped, hopping about and, at time trotting.  The small whip put a lovely red mark and a nice sting on her backside.

Allison was hopping about the room, and she knew she was getting something different from the cane.  Every time she turned to peek, she got another swat, which made her hop away a bit.  Richard was driving her insane.  Richard kept the play up for about fifteen more minutes, and then had her stand in the center of the room, hands on head.  Allison was shivering, and marking time with her feet from the burn.  Richard showed her the whip, watched her eyes get wide, and then flicked her nipples a bit with it.  Then he told her to stand by the sofa with her legs spread, hands on head.

Allison did as she was told.  Richard put the whip away, and put on a pair of surgical gloves.  He gave her some nice bottom rubs, and the proceeded to play between her legs.  He worked two fingers into the girl's vagina, rubbed her clit with his thumb, and inserted the middle finger of his free hand into her anus, wiggling that as well.  Allison squirmed like a worm on a fishhook.  Richard played and played, teasing the girl, and finally taking her to climax.  

Allison experienced one of the most intense orgasms of her life from Richard's play.  The humiliation and embarrassment of hopping around the basement nude, with her bottom being stung by first a small strap, a cane, and finally a whip, had taken the girl to a space she did not know existed.  When Richard put on the doctor's gloves and fingered her, she thought she would die from both embarrassment and pleasure.  When he let her come down from her climax, he had her kneel.  Then he undid his trousers and made her suck on him.  He came in her mouth, which she thought was a little disgusting, but, at that point, she would have fucked a dog if he had asked her.  She didn't know why she liked this, but she did.

There was one other spanking that took place at Karen and Frank's before the New Year.  It was done two weekends after Thanksgiving.  And, after the spanking, Richard knew he had his show pony, and he could take her public whenever he chose.

Richard started Allison off nude, as usual, and on all fours.  It was the strap warm-up.  Then he had her move to the chair, leaning over, and he gave her ten lovely ones with the cane, taking special delight in her hopping about.  He suggested they try something different, and Allison readily agreed. 

Richard put a collar and leash on Allison.  He didn't put it on too tightly; he did not want to choke her.  And then he started making her dance again with the whip.  

Allison didn't quite know what to expect from this treatment, but she was to find out very quickly.  The sting from the whip was making her dance, which always got her aroused.  But the collar and leash was different.  She could hop away, but not run away from Richard.  It seemed as though he would let her get just a hair away from the whip, gently tug her back, and sting her bottom again.  She was hopping, bouncing, and swaying to the music of Richard and his dressage whip.

Richard was absolutely delighted!  The girl was showing a mix of arousal, pain, and humiliation.  She did not know how to react.  She would make the perfect show pony.  Allison had lost all track of time.  She was trying to run away from the sting of the whip, but Richard would not allow it.  He kept teasing her, letting her get just out of reach, and then pulling her back for one or two quick and sharp stings.  And, of course, the girl hopped and skipped at each one.

She was almost in tears.  Her nerves were frayed and at the breaking point when Richard finally stopped.  He removed the collar, kissed her cheek, pinched her nipples, and told her how lovely she was.  He told her to take her position in the center of the room.

Richard told Allison that he was going to give her something to make her bottom feel better, which was quite warm.  Allison was still a mess, caught between emotions, but loving the humiliation.  To be treated like an animal was exquisite!  She was shivering, halfway to tears, and very aroused.  Richard reached in to his case and removed a small tube.

What Allison did not expect was the thorough application of Ben-Gay to her backside.  She cried out, gasped, and began to hop from foot to foot in place.  Richard just smiled.  He knew the burn and sting was really going to penetrate, and his liberal application would keep her bottom tingly for a good twenty minutes.  He simply leaned back and enjoyed the show.

Allison was hopping and squirming from the heat of the balm.  As it slowly died down, she still squirmed, but not quite as badly.  Richard pinched her nipples again, and began to speak in a calming tone.

"Allison," he said, "you are a lovely pet and an exquisite creature.  You have learned to embrace both the pain and the pleasure.  You will do more, and be shamed more.  Of course, you enjoy the shame.  For now, I have needs as well.  Fulfill them.  And, in the future, when we play, you will call me Sir Richard.  Understood?"

Allison responded with a very meek "Yes, Sir Richard."  And then she got on her knees and gave Richard a very long and pleasing blowjob.  He squirted violently in her mouth, and she swallowed.  She knew she would do whatever Sir Richard ordered.

After the blowjob, Richard permitted Allison to masturbate.  She lay on her back, knees bent and legs spread wide, and fingered herself.   She had an intense orgasm, although not as intense as Richard's fingerings.

When she finished, Richard and she spoke.  She sat on her heels with her legs spread wide and her hands on top of her head.  This was how Richard wanted her during a session.  After he gave her his orders, he allowed her to dress.  When not in session, he was simply Richard.  Her bottom was still burning as they went upstairs to say good night to Karen and Frank.

The day after the session, Karen called Allison.

"My God, sis!" said Karen.  "What goes on down there?  This is the second time I have seen you post-spanking, and you are glowing!"

"Well," said Allison, giggling into the phone, "I think I am his pet.  He had me leashed.  At any rate, he is great!  You said so yourself!"

The two women chatted a bit more, and then Allison called Richard to make plans for some weekends at his home after the New Year.
