One of the great frustrations and joys of owning a harem of silly giggly bimbo slaves is that you never know what manner of mischief your toys have gotten up to while you were away.

So I was curiously cautious when I arrived home from work the other day, and instead of my usual greeting of kneeling expectant smiles and perfectly painted faces, I found a large pink card on the table and hushed giggles echoing from the next room. It read...

"Dear Master,

Like we totally think it's not fair that julie should get spanked for cumming without your permission today. Cuz, the battery on her phone died, and we were like, ummm, teasing her, and stuff? i guess. So it's like all of our faults. So, yeah! Like if you wanna spank her you've got to figure out which one she is first ;) "

I followed the sound of tittering into the next room and found all of my bimbo-slaves facing the wall awaiting a spanking, only they had their beautiful faces hidden behind their matching sandy locks, and between their elegantly toned arms. The matching hair had been the result of another fiasco I had walked in on about a month ago, where they had gotten into an argument bout who had the hotter hair color. Unable to decide they opted to all dye their hair together, and since they had been to the beach earlier that day and still had sand between their toes, sandy blonde it was.

But I digress. There I was facing four beautiful backsides. Each one wiggling, silently tempting me to spank it, and turn it red. I couldn't help but wonder if my beauties thought they had actually outsmarted me? Didn't they know that I could identify each of them, by their asses alone, at 500 yards? Maybe they thought that the spanking would be less if it was split four ways? Maybe they all wanted  the spanking? Who knows what goes on in the mind of a bimbo? I've got four and I am still in the dark half the time.

Truth be told though, I wasn't that upset. I have gone to a lot of trouble to condition each one of them into my personal lust-crazy cum-sluts, and while it is a standing rule that they are not allowed to cum without permission, occasional slip ups are bound to happen. And I like to think of myself as a fair Man. I am not beyond making allowances for extenuating circumstances, her phone had died, and you can't expect a dumb bimbo to come up with a complex solution like using one of her sister-slave's phones. Under normal circumstances I probably would have been lenient and just made julie wait on me hand and foot all evening while her sister slaves got the night off to cum their brains out.  

BUT they had specifically set up this situation to see what I would do. My hand was forced. As playful as it was I could not let this show of mock defiance go un-answered. There were going to be four red asses tonight.