Tuesday, June 20, 2017

A Cowboy Courts a City Girl - FM Spanking Tale



It's not easy for a Cowboy with his old fashioned ways  to court a modern City Girl.

Clint was used to the old fashioned ,  feisty ,  spunky girls from back home .
Like the wild  Broncos he rode for a living , Clint was always able to tame them  , usually by giving them a good old fashioned spanking!

But these City gals were way different from the girls back home. Sure , they were pretty , and just as feisty  , but trying to tame them was not so easy ,   even for a handsome , charming Cowboy like Clint.

Clint's new girlfriend , Veronica , would  not tolerate any behaviour that would be accepted by the gals back home as normal .
Things like cussin' , spittin' , drinking , calling her ' my li'l fillie ' , or giving her a playful slap on the rump were not tolerated by the lovely Veronica.

Even though Clint was twice as big and much stronger than his girlfriend ,there was something about the tone and authority in her voice which had the big Cowboy bending to her will.

Clint had no idea why , but when that voice commanded him to do something , he would just do it without question and an obedient "Yes Ma'am!".

Veronica wasted no time in informing Clint of the ways of the City Girl.
If he should  say or do anything to displease her , she would take him over her knee and give him a good old fashioned spanking !
"Did you say spank? Me?" Clint asked her in disbelief.
He quickly found out that City girls mean what they say.

That scary female voice ordered Clint to take off all his clothes and stand before her ,  naked as a bird.
Just to remind him he was a Cowboy about to be tamed,  she let him  keep on his cowboy hat and boots.
Veronica thought he looked cute this way.
"I read somewhere that cowboys like to die with their boots on , so my Cowboy will be spanked with  his boots on!" she cackled.

Back home , Clint loved nothing better than to take a little fillie over his lap , flip up her skirt and warm her cute little rear.
Afterwards she would swoon and melt into his arms.

But there was no way Veronica was ever going to allow him to take her over his lap. 
No , in the City  things were different.
She was the one who would be doing the spanking and , cowboy or not, he'd better get used to going over her knee.

The first time Veronica  had sat down , patted her lap , and informed Clint he was to be spanked, he could easily have walked away ,or even  picked her up and turned the tables to show her who wears the pants ,  but there was something so inviting and irresistible  about those beautiful , smooth , bronzed thighs that drew him over them.

Perhaps it was that firm tone  , that deep voice Veronica  used ,which reminded him so much  of his Grandma when he would get into trouble with her as a kid.

"Get over my lap!"
"Yes Ma'am!"
In an instant , there he was , face down over this little lady's lap , cowboy hat and boots still on, waiting for her to spank his bare bottom until it was red ,just like Grandma used to do.
She even used a hairbrush like Grandma's!

As he lay over Veronica's lap being scolded ? Clint thought to himself.
"No problem! I can take it.  My rump is tough from all those long days in he saddle , and she's so tiny. 
How bad could it be?" 

However ? he had clearly underestimated his little City Girl and the power of her hairbrush!
When the back of that darn brush connected with his tough hide , he could not believe how much it hurt , so our stubborn  Cowpoke gritted his teeth and braced himself to take his licking like a man.

But  despite his best efforts , his stubborn resistance did not last long. 
Soon , involuntary 'OW's' and 'OUCHES' were escaping from his lips.
His rump was stinging like he'd sat on a wasp nest.

As the burning in his backside intensified ,he  kicked his feet , hollering and sqealing even worse than the girls he loved to spank back home!

This tough cowboy  could stay on the wildest , powerful , bucking broncos on the planet, but here he was , struggling to staying in place  over this tiny lady's lap as she soundly walloped  his bare bottom!

Yes now  it was Clint doing all the bucking and squirming as that darn hairbrush danced all over his rear end , scorching his skin.
The more Clint kicked , screamed and pleaded ,  the harder and faster Veronica spanked- and the more it hurt.

As she spanked her man , Veronica lectured and scolded him about his behaviour.
Clint was so anxious for the spanking to stop ,he agreed to everything with a frantic  "YES MA'AM!"

Veronica knew her mustang was close to breaking now , so she concentrated her efforts where Clint ' s seat met the hard saddle.
This was one Cowboy who was going to be riding high for quite a while!

Clint ' s humiliation did not end with the spanking.
No, Veronica promptly  sent him to stand naked  in the corner , hands on his head so they could not sooth his well toasted buns .

He wanted so badly to give his burning rump a good rub , but did not dare to try as he knew it meant he would be back over Veronica ' s lap for more.

As her boyfriend stood in the corner , hopping from foot to foot , for what seemed like hours  to Clint  ,  Veronica sat satisfied and comfortable on the sofa , admiring her handiwork and incessantly teasing her big Cowboy.

"You're not such a big tough man now are you?"
"Boy is your bottom red!"
"I wonder what your Cowpoke friends would say if they could see you now? I can't wait to tell them how I spank you."
"Does your bottom feel as hot as it looks Clint?"
She even phoned her girlfriends and proudly told them how she had spanked her Cowboy and even sent them photos of his cute red rear!

As Clint stood in the corner , responding to his girlfriend's teasing with subdued "Yes Ma'ams", he still felt tremendously excited.
The more Veronica teased , the more Clint's erection grew.

When Veronica finally released him from the corner , her face lit up to see his huge shaft standing at attention just for her.
"It seems a good spanking gets my  Cowboy excited!" she laughed,  wrapping a hand around his member to lead him to the bedroom.
"Come with me Cowboy...I'm not finished with you yet!" she grinned impishly.

Once in the bedroom , Veronica pushed her man  back into the bed ,and Clint winced when his sore butt touched the sheets.
"Get ready Cowboy.....this time I'll be the one doing the riding!" she smirked , stepping out of her dress.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

The Wedding March - A Spanking Story



It had been a long few months but finally the big day had arrived when Bill Phillips would give away the hand of his only daughter Katie to her husband- to- be , Jack Naylor.
The wedding wasn’t large by any means, but it still made a hefty dent in Bill’s bank account.

Bill and his wife, Sonia, had sat down with Katie before the wedding announcement and established a budget for the ceremony and reception.
However , the two ladies quickly forgot the budget once they enthusiastically set about planning the wedding.

Along the way , Bill tried his best to offer them suggestions to save money, but he would be labeled a cheapskate so the ladies decided to exclude him from any decisions  -other than writing checks.
With no monitoring  , Sonia and Katie overspent  on every line item in the budget Bill had prepared.
It reached the point where Bill was afraid to open the bills when they arrived.

On the eve of the big day , Bill confronted Sonia about her overspending .
Sonia bristled at Bill’s comments , assuming her trademark , defiant  hands on hips position and telling him the discussion would have to wait until after the wedding.

Bill stepped boldly forward , took his wife by the  wrist and spun her around.
“Alright then Sweetheart ! Here’s a little sample of what you’ll be getting then !” he announced ,  delivering a hefty whack to the seat of Sonia’s tight designer jeans.
“OW! Bill that stung!”
 Bill winked , "Just wait until you get the full treatment." he warned before departing  , leaving Sonia rubbing her bottom.

Finally the big day arrived and 1 hour before  the wedding Bill stood nervously in front of the mirror struggling with his tie .
Sonia and the bridesmaids buzzed around Katie and Bill eyed his wife proudly. 
She looked absolutely stunning in a curve- hugging , green satin dress , and her long hair tied up beautifully.

When Sonia leaned over to adjust Katie's veil she gave Bill a good view of  her beautiful round bottom .
Sonia caught her husband’s admiring gaze and smiled impishly at him , placing a palm seductively on the seat of her dress.
Bill grinned back at her before returning his focus to his tie.

Sonia placed her arms over Bill’s broad shoulders , snuggling close to him.
“Looks like you need some help with that my husband ….” She asked with a teasing pout.
Bill nodded his grin widening.
“Did I see you checking out my ass  just now Mr. Phillips?” Sonia purred in his ear.
Bill pulled Sonia closer to him to whisper his response.
“As a matter of fact you did Mrs. Phillips…and I can tell you that ass of yours will be receiving some special attention from me later !” 

Sonia’s big brown eyes widened and she feigned indignation, “Really Mr. Phillips!! What on earth are you talking about?”
“Oh I think you know exactly what I'm talking about Mrs. Phillips. You’ve been a  naughty, naughty girl over the past few months,  and you now very well how I deal with your naughtiness!” Bill whispered. 

A surge of excitement pulsed through Sonia’s veins upon hearing her husband speak to her like that.
Bill’s hands wandered below his wife’s waist to deliver a playful smack to her shapely.
“OW BILL !!” she yelped loud enough for Katie and the others to notice.
“Really you two…. act your age!” Katie sighed in disgust and everybody laughed.

At the church , Jack was pacing nervously up and down at the altar until Reverend Jones put a soothing hand on the nervous Groom’s shoulder.
“Relax Jack…. the bride is always late….she’ll be here soon.”
Jack forced a smile and stopped pacing.

In many ways Jack felt very much like Bill.
The last thing he wanted was a big wedding like this, but once Katie and her Mother started planning he was on the outside looking in.
On the few occasions he made suggestiond, Katie had quickly silenced him.
“You don’t know about these things Jack…. just leave it all to Mom and I.” She would tell him in a patronizing tone.

He had even allowed her to pick out the ridiculous powder blue tux he was wearing.
He looked like an unemployed lounge singer!
Jack regretted letting Katie bully him , especially since he knew how hard Bill had to work to pay for the wedding.
Setting aside  his guilt, Jack smiled when his best man signalled the arrival of his bride.

Sonia sat in the front pew,  already sobbing at the sight of  Bill proudly marching the radiant Katie down the aisle.
Jack turned to sneak a look at his bride.
She was indeed a magnificent sight ,  and he knew being her husband would  have its challenges.
Bill had repeatedly warned Jack that Katie was just as fiery and headstrong as her Mother….. but today she was just as beautiful.

 Bill took a seat beside Sonia , and Katie leaned down to hand her bouquet to the  flower girl.
 Jack drank in the sight of his future wife's shapely bottom straining against the tight, satin wedding dress.
Katie straightened up and grinned cheekily when she noticed Jack’s interest in her rear-quarters.
Jack looked at her sternly and Katie responded by cheekily sticking out her tongue.

Bill poked  Sonia “Did you see that? If I’m not mistaken you’re not the only naughty girl who’s in for a good bottom warming tonight !” he whispered.
Sonia’s bottom tingled and she shifted on the hard wooden pew, as if anticipating her pending fate.
“Sssh Jack…people will hear.” she whispered.
Undeterred  , Jack whispered back “Don’t get shy on me Sonia .. I was thinking of mentioning your spanking  in my speech.” 
Sonia cast him a look of disbelief “Don’t you even think of it Jack Phillips!”.
Jack simply folded his arms and grinned.

The ceremony proceeded flawlessly, and in no time the new Mr. and Mrs. Naylor were holding each other close in a long lingering kiss.
The guests cheered and clapped and  Jack pulled his new wife closer to him kissing her again before delivering a discrete smack to the seat of her tight dress which went unnoticed to most observers.
“That’s just a little taste of what you’ll be getting tonight Mrs. Naylor…and I’m sure you know why…” Jack warned.
Katie blushed “Oh I sure do…actually I’m surprised you waited so long - Mr. Naylor” she replied .

However , the symbolic smack was not lost on Sonia who  poked her husband’s  ribs.
“Well I do believe you may be right Bill…. looks like our little girl may be in for a good spanking after all !” Sonia cackled excitedly.

Outside the church , Bill and Sonia met up with  Jack’s parents Gord and Sylvia and waited to pose for the wedding photos.
Sylvia was a tall elegant woman with an air of superiority about her , “The service was wonderful Mrs. Phillips , I must complement you on a wonderful planning job.” she said 
Sonia could not suppress an urge to compete with the snobbish Sylvia.
 “Why thank you Sylvia….  And please call me Sonia….but just wait until you see the reception. It’s really something to look forward to…the Ritz really did a great job. Are you staying at there?”

Sylvia raised her nose a little further in the air.
“Oh no , we couldn’t possible stay there ….. Gordon and I always stay in the Executive suite at the Savoy…..it’s so much nicer … “she boasted.

Gord Naylor was a large but jovial mountain of a man ,“Actually Sonia , I had booked us a room at the Ritz. , but  unfortunately my wife decided to change it…..without consulting me….didn’t you darling ?” Gord said casting his wife a scornful glance .
 “I'm Sorry folks , I’m sure you’ll eventually grow to like my wonderful wife  once you get to know her better , but she does tend to put on airs sometimes ….” he announced.
Sylvia bristled “Gordon please !” I certainly do no such thing !” she complained haughtily.
Noticing his wife's discomfort ,  Gord  continued  , “Sylvia and I will be having a little discussion about changing the hotel tonight ….won’t we darling? “
Mercifully for Sylvia , the photographer summoned them and spared her further  blushes.
“Excuse us guys…..see you at the reception” a buoyant Gord said , taking his wife firmly by the arm.

Bill and Sonia chuckled as they watched Gord march a humbled Sylvia  away with a firm whack to her pert bottom.
“Mmmmm  best make sure we have lots of soft pillows at  the brunch tomorrow Sonia!” Bill laughed.

Bill was more  relaxed at the reception as he prepared to deliver his speech ,… at least some of his money had been spent on something he could enjoy, a slap-up meal and some good wine !
Finally he was back in control.

“Do you like my choice of wine dear?” Sonia asked him imperiously.
Bill gave her a kiss and clinked his glass against hers.
“It’s very good darling…. but you still should have asked for my approval” he reminded her firmly.

Sonia opened her mouth to respond ,  but Bill  put a finger on her lips to silence her.
“I suggest you save the  excuses for tonight when you’re over my knee young lady !” he warned.
Sonia gasped.“AW  Bill !.....do you have to spank me tonight ?  ….if it's anything like the last time I won’t be able to sit at the brunch tomorrow!” she moaned.
Bill chuckled at his wife’s plea.
 “Don’t worry  Sonia , you won’t be the only one who won’t want to sit tomorrow…. besides , you deserve to be sitting on a well spanked bottom after what you’ve put Jack and I through for the past few months!”

Meanwhile on the dance floor , Jack hoisted  Katie onto his shoulders and spun her around while she waved her wedding bouquet .
A throng of anxious women of all ages , shapes and sizes  had gathered in front of her jockeying for position .
They quickly morphed  into a frenzied mob the moment  Katie threw the bouquet in the air  and a  young redheaded girl eventually emerged from the mob holding it victoriously high above her head.

Hand in hand,  the happy couple made their way through the lines of well wishers to their limo which would take them to their  wedding night destination.
Bill and Sonia stood at the back waving as the happy couple drove off into the moonlight.
Sonia let out a huge sigh and melted into Bill’s arms , “Thank God that’s all over and everything went so well!” 

Bill pulled her closer , planting a sloppy kiss on her cute nose , “You did a great job Honey!” he told her.
Sonia grinned broadly and returned the kiss.
“Thanks dear….. so does that mean I’m not going to get spanked ?” she asked impishly.
Bill wagged a finger at her.
“Good try Sonia. …… yes you’re still getting a spanking ……and it’s going to be a helluva good one!”

Just then , Bill staggered forward when Gord Naylor gave him a hearty slap on the back and then absorbed Sonia in an affectionate bear-hug.
“Great job guys…we had a great time! Didn’t we Sylvia?” Gord bellowed .
“Yes it was….. delightful “ Sylvia said somewhat reluctantly .

 “Too bad you  have to leave…..the party’s just starting ” Bill said.
Gord frowned “ We would love to stay …if we had  booked a room here instead of that damn Savoy…..but on the other hand it will give Sylvia and I time to have our little discussion… .are you looking forward to it honey?” he said , giving his wife's bottom a playful smack.

Sylvia flushed red  and placed both hands on the seat of her evening gown.
“Gord please !” she protested.
Feeling some sympathy for her rival , Sonia took Sylvia’s hand ,“If it makes you feel any better Sylvia , Bill and I will be also be having a discussion tonight .....about my overspending on the wedding…”To add emphasis Sonia also rubbed the seat of her dress.
Sylvia smiled.For the first time since they met the two women had bonded.

Over at the Hilton , the Steward pushed his trolley down the long hallway to the Bridal Suite.
He stopped a few feet from the large doors to make sure he had everything.
“Glasses, Champagne, truffles, flowers…..”he began , until he was distracted by the noises coming from the suite.
“Newlyweds !” he chuckled to himself , pushing his trolley closer .

‘SMACK!!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’……
“OW!” “YEOW!” “OW!” “OW!”

The Steward put his ear closer to the door  . 
‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK!!!’……
“OH!!” “OUCH!!” “PLEEEASE HONEY…. IT BURNS!!” “OUCH!” “YEOOW!”
 “I’M SOOOORRY…REALLY I AM!!”
‘SMACK!!!’ ‘WHACK!!’ ‘SMACK
“OOOOH!!” “OUCH!!””YEOOW!! 

Inside the plush suite, a very sorry Katie was draped over her new husband’s lap , her long wedding gown and petticoats hiked up to her shoulders and her ‘ something blue’ satin panties  banded around her thighs revealing two glorious jiggling globes -which were turning  redder and redder by the minute.

The Steward decided not to knock just yet and pulled up a chair to listen to the shenanigans coming from the honeymoon suite.

“Can you unzip me Hon.?” Sonia called out as she stood in front of the mirror.
Bill put down his scotch ,allowing his eyes to drink in the sight of his beautiful wife.
He undid the back of her gown , slowly lowering the zipper which extended  all the way to the small of her back.
The gown fell away to reveal a black bustier, garter belt and stockings.
Sonia’s twin cheeks were exposed in their full glory , so Bill wasted no time in taking a handful of each of them.
“You naughty minx ….I can’t believe you wore that to the wedding…what if we’d been in an accident?” Bill said.
“Then I’ll bet those cute doctors would be fighting over me I dare say!” Sonia giggled.

‘SLAAPP!!’ “OOOOOW!!”
Jack planted a firm slap on his wife’s shapely bare rump and spun her around , her breasts  almost exploding from the bustier.
Jack sat on the chair and carefully guided her face down over his lap.
“AW NOOO JACK! ! NOT A SPANKING !”
Her bare bottom jiggled when Jack adjusted her position .
Sonia gritted her teeth and clenched her cheeks when Bill gently patted her bottom.
“You’ve been asking for this for a long time Sonia Philips …and now you’re gonna get it!”

Over in the lobby of the plush Savoy , a subdued Sylvia was standing nervously behind her husband as he picked up their room key.
“Will there be anything else Mr. Naylor ?” the desk clerk asked.
Gord paused and looked at his wife. 
“You wouldn’t happen to have a nice big clothes brush would you? You know the ones with the nice hardwood back….not those modern plastic ones?” he asked.
Sylvia’s jaw dropped.
“Of course we do Sir…..all our floor butlers carry one in their case. ” The clerk replied.
“Thanks…that’s great news isn’t Sylvia ? “ Gord asked sarcastically.

Back at the  bridal suite , the Steward decided to disturb the newlyweds before their champagne was warm.
Coughing loudly to announce his presence he firmly rapped on the door.
As expected, it took a while before the door finally opened and Jack poked out his head.
The waiter trundled inside, trying not to look at the dishevelled bride standing by the bed.
Her forced smile could not hide her discomfort as she gingerly rubbed the seat of her wedding gown.

The waiter accepted a tip from Jack and made a hasty exit , smiling at the embarrassed bride as he left.
“I hope you’re proud of yourself Jack Naylor….  I'm sure he overheard you spanking me” Katie fumed.
Jack laughed “What if her did  ? ….and you’re not getting away that easily young lady, that was just a warm up. You’re in for a real bottom roasting later .. ..but for now let’s sit down and enjoy our champagne …while you still can  !” he teased.
Katie whined “AW NO  Jack…” but she knew she deserved a real good spanking from her new husband.

“YEOOOW!” Sonia howled when Bill snapped the back of the hairbrush against her scorched cheeks yet again.
“Pleeeease no more….my butt is on fire….really it is….I’ve learned my lesson !” She pleaded.
Unconvinced , Bill responded by applying a series of 6 stinging swats to his wife’s wiggling bottom.
“AAAARGHH…OOOOOOH!  WAAAH! OH SHIT THAT HURT!” Sonia squealed loudly.

Sonia gasped with relief when Bill paused to gently massage her flaming skin.
Bill loved to sight of his wife’s bottom , especially when it was that  fiery red colour.
Her spanking had been thorough enough to remind her of her behaviour every time she sat for the next little while.

“OK…on your feet Missie!” he announced, giving her rump a final swat.
Sonia hopped around the room ,frantically trying to rub the sting from her scorched cheeks.
“Oh my poor bottom! Its on fire!” she wailed.
Bill chuckled and took hold of her again pulling her into his chest.
Their lips locked in a long kiss and Sonia slowly slid down to her knees.

Frantically she undid her husband’s pants , releasing his straining erection .
Hungrily eying his shaft, Sonia licked her lips , opening her mouth wide to invite it inside.
Bill let out a gasp of sheer pleasure as Sonia expertly caressed him with her tongue while her lips slid up and down his shaft.
It wasn’t long before she had him whipped into a frenzy he found hard to control.
Sonia's head bobbed up and down swallowing  her husband's member until it could go no further.
Bill moaned in ecstasy.
Sonia sensed it was time and waited with an open mouth until Bill exploded violently .
She eagerly swallowed every bit of semen , licking her lips to take in every drop.

Bill collapsed backwards on the bed and Sonia flopped on top of him.
They kissed again and Sonia sat up, quickly discarding her bustier.
“Get naked Bill Phillips…. if I’m going to have a sore bottom tomorrow you’re going to make it worth my while!” she giggled.

Gord Naylor turned the large old-fashioned clothes-brush in his hands and turned to his wife , “I’ll bet we’d never get service like this at the Ritz sweetie.” He teased.
“Please Gordon ! Surely you don’t intend to use that on me…..it’s going to really hurt.” She pleaded.
“Isn’t that what a good spanking is all about dear?” he replied .

Sam the Floor Butler emerged from his station and noticed the ‘do not disturb’ sign displayed on the Naylor's door.
He thought about knocking on the door to ask them if they needed anything but it was getting late and they were likely tired so he decided to wait until they left for breakfast in the morning.

He had only taken a few steps , when he heard a resounding ‘CRACK’ followed by a woman’s loud shriek. It was quickly followed by three more equally loud cracks and more female wailing.
Sam smiled and listened to the rhythmic smacking of wood against bare skin. "Nothing like a good , old-fashioned wife spanking !" he told himself.

Inside the room , Sylvia Naylor knelt on an antique Louis XVI chairs , her expensive gown hoisted over her waist ,   lace panties banded around her knees and her round bottom thrust out.
Sleeves rolled up and with a determined expression , Gord swung the large brush bringing it down repeatedly on his wife’s bare cheeks.

The brush soon turned Sylvia’s twin globes a flaming red , leaving angry red ovals of the brush imprinted on her tender skin.
After about 20 good swats , Sylvia was  bawling like a baby , pleading anxiously for her husband to stop.
“We talked about this before we left Sylvia and you promised me you would be on your best behaviour. That’s why we didn’t pack the hairbrush so it's your own fault!”Gordon scolded.
‘CRAACK!’ 
“WAAH!  PLEASE STOP GORD ! THAT BRUSH HURTS A LOT MORE THAN THE ONE AT HOME !”
Gord’s response was to deliver a trio of whacks that almost had Sylvia leaping from the chair.
‘CRAACK!’ ‘CRAACK!’ ‘CRAACK!’ 
“YEOOOW!

Outside the room , Sam winced at every whack , acknowledging how much it must hurt.
He had to admit that the snooty , ill-mannered  lady certainly deserved a good spanking . 
He had been regularly spanking his wife Cora for over 35 years and he was certain it was why they had such a happy marriage. 

Listening Mrs. Naylor's spanking stirred something inside him.
It occurred to him that it had been quite some time since he had tanned Cora’s substantial rump.
He had become complacent.
Just this morning she had thrown one of her tantrums for no reason .
 Years ago that would have earned her a good dose of the strap .
Picking up his cell phone he dialled Cora’s number……. 

Katie twirled around in the huge bathroom admiring her wedding night lingerie in the full-length mirror.
It had taken her a long time to choose it, and of course it was very expensive, but she looked simply stunning in it and couldn’t wait for Jack to see it.
It was a simple, white sheer see-through baby doll and tiny bikini panties, not much material for $500 but well worth it in Katie’s mind.

She made a dramatic entrance to the room and Jack’s jaw dropped at the sight .
On the bed was an expensively wrapped package, which  caught Katie’s attention.
“What’s that?” she chirped giddily.
“Special delivery to the happy couple from your Mother…it just arrived.” Jack told her.
Forgetting everything else Katie began ripping away at the package but  her jaw dropped  when she saw its contents.
It was a large, antique hairbrush made out of polished walnut.

“There’s a note…aren’t you going to read it?” Jack asked.
Katie read it aloud :

 “ This brush belonged to your Grandmother and it taught me many lessons over the years before she gifted  it to your Father and I  on our wedding day. It’s been well used and is one of the reasons we are still happily married after 30 years.
I’m sure it will do the same for you and Jack. Love Mom”

Jack grinned and took the brush from Katie.
“Your Mom mentioned I would need some help keeping you in line…. I guess this is the help she was referring to…”
Katie gasped.
“No way Jack…. don’t you dare use that on me…. its our wedding night…. EEEEK!”
Jack took a firm hold of his bride’s wrist and hauled her over to the bed.
“Time for your  real spanking!” he declared.

“Aren’t you forgetting something Sonia?”Bill asked , watching his wife wiggle into her tight white Capri pants.
Sonia glanced over her shoulder at her glowing red bottom.She wore no underwear.
“After that spanking you gave me last night , my bottom is way to sore  ……” she explained.
Bill chuckled when Sonia contorted her face in a grimace and carefully eased the pants over the curves of her hips. 
“Its not funny Bill!” she raged.

“Looks like the happy couple have arrived.” Bill announced peering out the bedroom window.
They both watched carefully when Jack opened the door of the car for Katie.
Katie winced and rubbed the seat of her tight shorts.
“Looks like our girl had an uncomfortable ride over here ……Jack must have put some more mileage on my Mom’s hairbrush last night!” Sonia cackled.
Bill smiled.“If he did that will be three generations who have felt the sting of that hairbrush!”

Bill and Sonia greeted the newlyweds warmly , “Did you get my gift?” Sonia asked her daughter.
Katie rubbed the seat of her shorts again and wrinkled her nose.
“Oh I got it alright Mom…boy did I get it!” she replied.
Bill gave Jack a wink of approval and everyone laughed.

Back at the Savoy , Sam waited anxiously for the Naylor’s to emerge from their room.
It seems Cora had missed the spankings as much as Sam did so when he returned from his shift last night , the strap was already placed on the sturdy chair in their bedroom . 

The memory of Cora’s ample twin cheeks jiggling on his lap under the strap was still fresh on his mind when the door to the Naylor’s room opened and Sylvia emerged.
In her right hand was the clothes-brush and Sam was surprised when Sylvia actually greeted him with an engaging smile.
“It’s Sam isn’t it ? My husband asked me to return the brush to you .”
Sam nodded “ Thank you Ma’am. I hope it suited his purpose?”
A playful smile played across Sylvia’s lips and she rubbed the seat of her slacks.
“I can assure you it was put to good use Sam !” she smiled.

Gord appeared and gave Sam a hefty tip.
“That’s for all your good work Sam – especially for the brush.” He said.
“Thank you Mr Naylor but this is too much…” Sam replied.
“Take it please….you deserve it….take your wife out to dinner .”Gord said taking his wife’s hand  and letting his other arm slip down her back.
Sylvia et out a little gasp when he smacked her tender bottom.
Sam chuckled with him.

 Gord Naylor opened the car door for his wife and her face contorted as she carefully extracted herself from her seat.
She greeted Sonia and Bill with enthusiastic hugs which matched those of her husband.
Sylvia took Sonia aside , “I'm afraid I owe you an apology Sonia . I was very overbearing and downright rude to you yesterday , and you and Bill were so gracious about it. Gord made me realize how poorly I’d treated you.” she said with a grimace , “I hope you need some help in the kitchen because sitting is he the last thing I want to do this morning !” she added.

Sonia giggled and handed Sylvia an apron.
“I hope Gord wasn’t too hard on you Sylvia?” Sonia commiserated.
“Let’s just say I had it coming…..how about your discussion with Bill?” Sylvia asked.
Sonia winced  and rubbed the seat of her pants.
“He made his point alright and sitting is not an option for me either!”
“I even had to cancel my massage this morning …” Sylvia announced , “ My bottom was so red the masseuse would have needed sunglasses !”

The trio of spankees , Sonia , Sylvia and Katie stayed busy mingling and serving people until all the guests had left.
“Leave those dishes for later girls, let’s relax and have a swim before we take the newlyweds  to the airport.” Bill announced.”You guys did bring your swimsuits ?” His tone suggesting it was more of a command than a request.

Sylvia blushed and whispered to Sonia , “I love to swim Sonia but I’m afraid my swimsuit is going to be a bit too ‘revealing’ if you know what I mean….”
Sonia knew exactly what Sylvia meant. Her swimsuit would also reveal a red , spanked bottom for all to see.
“Don’t worry Sylvia , I have a wrap you can borrow and once we’re in the pool nobody will notice.” She assured her. 

Sonia looked over her shoulder and groaned when she looked into the mirror at her curve hugging one-piece swimsuit.
As expected , the hi-cut design  showed her well-spanked bottom , so she reached for her wrap to cover up.
Bill slapped her hands away “No way young lady…. I want that bottom of yours in full view…..it’s all part of your punishment !” he scolded. 
Sonia’s face flushed as red as her bottom.
“OK Mr. Phillips…. have your fun…. but I’ll get you for this!” she retorted.

In her bedroom, Katie had a more serious  predicament with her tiny string bikini.
Jack found it amusing that the lack of material revealed the tell-tale red marks left by Grandmother’s hairbrush.
“Maybe the  marks will have faded by the time we get to the resort?” Jack consoled.
Katie was not amused.
“You’re enjoying this Jack aren’t you? Don’t worry you’ll get yours!” she warned.

Sylvia tied the sarong Sonia had given her at the waist and inspected herself in the mirror.
Lightening quick , Gord tugged on the knot and whisked it away.
“Aw please Gord….everyone will know I got a spanking!” she protested.
“Exactly!” came the reply.
Sylvia stamped her feet and wagged a finger at Gord.
“Have it your way Gordon…..but I will have my revenge !” she declared dramatically.

A refreshing swim was just what the three couples needed after an exhausting couple of days.
The three men floated in the pool and took in the glorious sight of their wives scrumptiously red bottoms ..
“There’s no sight better than that …is there Gord?” Bill observed.
“That ought to teach them whose the boss . “ Jack added.
“I wouldn’t count on that Jack….I'll bet those three are already planning their revenge ….I’d watch my ass if I were you….pardon the pun….I certainly will !”Gord advised.

Jack looked at bit confused.“….but the note on the hairbrush said it was for husband’s to use  on their wives?”
Bill chuckled “ You’d best read it again son. It's a two way street when it comes to  that hairbrush. Katie has the right to use it on you if she thinks you deserve  it…that’s the secret to a long happy marriage.I can tell you that you don’t want to be on the receiving end of that hairbrush if Katie swings it as well as her Mother does!”

Jack was looking a bit concerned now. “Seriously Bill? Sonia spanks you ?"
“All’s fair in love and marriage Jack …that brush has been applied to the backsides of generations of men , including Kate’s Father and Grandfather…..so it won’t be long until you’re turn arrives” Bill replied.

“You’re Father-in-law is right son. A marriage will only work if the scales are balanced.
Your Mom has a big hairbrush sitting on her dresser reserved exclusively for my butt when I need it !”
Jack was surprised at the sudden confession and  just could not picture the big man-mountain being spanked by his petite wife.


“Bill ! I’d like to speak with you upstairs.” Sonia called out haughtily.
Bill knew by her tone that it wasn’t good,  but he was in the middle of showing Gord and Jack his 1968 Mustang .
“Give me 10 honey….I’m in the middle of something!” Bill hollered .
There was a brief pause before Sonia responded in a louder tone.
“I said NOW Bill ,and you’ll be getting  a lot more than 10….and I’m not talking about minutes !”

A shiver ran up Bill’s spine.
He recognized that tone.
His mind raced .What had he done ? Sonia didn’t call him like that for no reason.
Gord and Jack looked just as concerned , as if it was they were the ones summoned.

Reluctantly Bill excused himself and walked slowly upstairs ,  buying time .
When he reached the bedroom he saw a familiar pink speeding ticket on Sonia’s dresser and realized the reason for her displeasure.
Sonia stood  confidently beside a straight back chair, brandishing her hairbrush in her right hand.

Nonchalantly , she reached back to tie her long red mane into a pony tail.
“Do you mind bringing that over to me Bill..” she asked curtly , nodding at the ticket.
Bill’s heart pounded and his mouth went dry.
He had carefully concealed the ticket it in his briefcase to avoid having to tell Sonia.
Timidly he handed the document to his wife.
Sonia peered angrily at Bill over  her reading glasses.

Despite his predicament , Bill could not deny that he found the  commanding presence of the voluptuous Sonia , still dressed in her swimsuit , very exciting.
With her oversized glasses perched on the edge of her cute nose , Sonia scanned the document closely.
“I believe we’ve had this discussion many times Bill , and every time you promise it will be the last but this one looks a real doozie to me….$300! Not only that….I only came across it when I was looking in your briefcase for one of your business cards to give to Sylvia .When were you planning on telling me about it?” she challenged , waving the pink slip in her husband’s face.

Bill started to mumble a response.
“Speak up!” Sonia hollered angrily , clearing enjoying the power she now held.
“Er…actually I…um….wasn’t planning on telling you Hon…..to be honest.” he confessed.

Sonia sighed ,  put the ticket down and placing a pillow on the chair , carefully lowered herself onto it with a slight gasp.
Bill could not hide a smirk.
“I’ll soon wipe that smirk off your face Bill Phillips ! You know the routine….bare that backside and get over my lap ….butt up and head down!”

“Can’t this wait until after we drop the kids off at the airport Sonia?” Bill protested.
Sonia’s response was a simple raise of her eyebrow .
Sitting back in her chair she patted her lap.
“Let’s get on with it Bill or you’ll get it much worse!” she warned.

Reluctantly Bill slid his swim-shorts down to his ankles and stepped out of them..
Sonia could not hide an impish grin when her husband’s huge erection stood to attention before her.
She slapped Bill’s rear with the back of the brush making him yelp loudly .
“Come on …..Get over!” she scolded and Bill leapt into position.
As he did , Sonia made sure to open her legs enough to let Bill’s erection slide in between before clamping them firmly shut.
Bill groaned and steadied himself by placing both palms on the floor.

Teasingly Sonia massaged her husband’s white cheeks with the hardwood back of the brush.
Bill cheeks clenched in anticipation but Sonia continued to tease , allowing the insides of her thighs to grip onto Bill’s throbbing shaft.

“Getting another speeding ticket when you promised to be more careful is bad enough Bill…but to try and hide it from me makes is plain dishonest and disrespectful  and I will not stand for it…..do you understand ?” Sonia lectured.
“Yes Ma’am” Bill replied.
“I am going to give that stubborn rump of yours such a blistering that you’re going to be reminded every time you sit down for the next week !!”

Sonia lightly tapped the back of the brush against Bill’s cheeks to measure her aim , before raising it high in the air .
With an expert flick of her wrist she snapped it against his right buttock.
There was a loud ‘CRAAACK!!!’  accompanied by a yelp from Bill.
Sonia raised her arm again and delivered a matching blow to his opposite cheek.

Continuing , she delivered 10 more blows at the same velocity , alternating from cheek to cheek.
Bill struggled to stay in place and maintain his exposure.
The spanks were coming thick and fast now , and they really hurt,  the burning intensifying with each swat.
‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHAP!’
Bill kicked his legs and bucked on Sonia’s lap  until she finally stopped for breath.
Her palm massaged Bill’s red skin which was hot to her touch.
“That will do for a warm-up Honey….now lets get down to business shall we?” Sonia announced.

Jack and Bill peered at Bill's Mustang but their attention was captivated by the sounds coming from the open bedroom window above the garage.
‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’
“YEOOOOW!!” “OUCH!! OW!
‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHOP

Jack’s mouth was agape and Gord smiled at him.
“Don’t know what Bill did but he wasn’t kidding about Sonia…..sounds like she really knows how to use that hairbrush !” he announced.
Meanwhile , over at the pool , Katie and Sylvia stood sipping their drinks , listening with amusement to the shenanigans coming from the upstairs window.
“That’s gotta sting !” Katie declared when her mother’s brush found a particularly tender spot producing a loud howl from her Dad.
Sylvia chuckled and nodded agreement , "Yes that was quite a whopper!"

Sonia’a brush continued to rise and fall repeatedly on Bill’s bare rump hard , fast , furious and non-stop.
He howled , squirmed and kicked on her lap.
His butt felt like it was on fire and the pain was almost unbearable.
‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’
“AAARGHH!!” “AAAAAH!!!” Bill hollered loudly when Sonia began walloping the tops of his thighs.

After about 60 or 70 good solid licks , Sonia paused to inspect her handiwork.
She could feel Bill’s heart pounding rapidly against her thighs .
He moaned lowly and she noticed his erection had disappeared.
Bill flinched when Sonia stroked his buttocks with her palms.
His skin was a flaming crimson , peppered with oval shaped outlines and blisters were forming on his twin sit spots where her brush had landed again and again.  

“Please Sonia…I..I’m sorry…really I am…honest I’m truly sorry…” Bill pleaded.
Sonia was unsympathetic.
“Not half as sorry as you’re going to be Mister….I’m far from finished with you yet !” she declared.

Bill flinched when he felt Sonia line up the hairbrush against the tender area where his buttocks met his thighs.
It was the exact area where he would put his weight when he sat down and Sonia intended to give it her full attention for the next few minutes.

‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’
 ‘WHOP!’‘THWAAP!’‘WHOP!’
‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’
‘WHAAACK’
“AAAHH!” “OOOOOW!” “YEOOOOOW!”
“PLEASE HONEY…NOOOOO!!”

Pleased with her husband’s reaction , Sonia continued her assault on his sensitive area

‘WHAAACK’‘WHAAACK’‘WHAAACK’
‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’
‘THWAAAP!’
“I’M SORRY …STOPPIT….PLEEASE HONEY!!”
‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’ ‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’
‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’ ‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’
‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’
“AAAAAARGHHH!  IT BURNS!!!!”

Then with a few final roundhouse licks , Sonia brought her husband’s spanking to a conclusion.

Bill just lay there moaning  trying to catch his breath while Sonia sat back in admiration.
Bill’s entire rear-quarters looked like five miles of bad road.
She was sure he’d be feeling the effects of this spanking for quite a while which was exactly what she intended.
“You may get up now!” She declared.
Slowly Bill staggered to his feet .
His face was flushed and eyes watering.
He carefully put his hands back to sooth the burning but it did little good.

Sonia put down the brush and looked at her husband earnestly.
“Well? What do you have to say for yourself.?”
Bill’s faced was contorted in a grimace but he was able to muster something of a reply.
“I’m sorry Ma’am…..I promise to slow down and respect the speed limits ….and I’m sorry for hiding the ticket from you..” 

Sonia smiled with satisfaction.
“Good!” she exclaimed and stood up to give her husband a hug.
When Bill pulled Sonia close he noticed the window was open.
“Has that been open the whole time ?” he asked aghast.
Sonia stood with arms folded and an impish expression.
“Oh my….I guess it was!” she said , feigning surprise.
“But…bb…that means everyone….” Bill babbled.
Instead of answering , Sonia went over to the open window and leaned out.
“It’s your turn Sylvia!” she called out.

Sylvia waved at Sonia her expression morphing from happy to angry , and marched over to the garage where a still stunned Gord and Jack continued to linger.
Gord recognized the expression on his wife’s face …it meant trouble and he immediately went on the defensive.
“Oh hi honey….er….whatcha got there?” he asked , his usually firm tone fading.
Sylvia held up an envelope and a sarcastic grin played on her lips.
“Oh just some candid photos from the wedding yesterday….some of them featuring you enjoying a smoke !” she declared.

Gord’s head dropped and his face reddened , "Uh Oh!" he muttered.
“Could you excuse us for a while Jack ? Sonia has kindly made her bedroom available to your Father and I so we can have a little discussion about his smoking behind my back…” she said , then turning to her husband added , ".....something else is going to be smoking very soon mister!"

When his parents left , Jack gulped when he saw  his new wife casting him a very stern look  , her index finger curling to beckoning him to her.

Meanwhile , upstairs Bill felt his erection slowly regenerating.
This did not escape Sonia’s attention and she slid one hand down to grasp it while the other took a handful of her husband’s scorched cheeks.
“UUUUUHHH!” Bill groaned as Sonia shifted her fingers around his shaft , expertly  bringing it back to life.

As Bill pulled Sonia closer , they both paused upon hearing deliberately loud footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Hope you’re decent …Gord and I are coming up !” Sylvia called out.
“What the hell is going on Sonia ?” a frustrated Bill asked.
“Get your shorts back on Bill….I promise I’ll take care of that in the spare bedroom ! I gave Gord and Sylvia our room for one of their little discussions. ” Sonia chirped .

The Naylor’s made their way upstairs and a red-faced Bill did his best to hide the prominent erection bulging in his shorts.
“I’ve left everything out for you Sylvia. Take your time , we don’t have to leave for the airport for another hour yet.” Sonia said.
Behind her , the usually buoyant Gord was looking very subdued.
He and Bill exchanged sympathetic glances as Gord followed Sylvia into the bedroom.


In the spare room , Sonia chuckled watching Bill examine his blistered backside in the mirror.
“Quite a thorough job don’t you think dear ?” she gloated.
Sonia peeled off her one-piece and  stood naked in front of her husband . She turned around to show Bill her bottom.
“Actually my bottom isn’t too bad now is it …I think that swim helped…..” She chirped.”….and you guys have such thick skins we have to paddle you much harder don’t we?” she teased.
Sonia knelt on the bed on all floors , opened her legs and thrust out her shapely bottom.
Turning her head around she looked at Bill.
“Well ? Are you going to stand there complaining about your sore bottom or are you going to fuck me Bill Phillips ?” she asked.

With such an enticing sight before him Bill needed no encouraging  but their moment was interrupted by sounds coming from the other room.

 ‘WHACK’‘THWAACK’‘WHAP’
‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’ ‘WHAP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHAP!’
 “YEOOW!” “OOW!….WAAAAH!”
‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’ ‘WHACK!’ ‘THWAAP!’
 ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’ ‘WHOP!’‘WHOP!’
“AAAAAARGHHH!  GAAD IT BURNS!!!!”

“GEEZ ! Sylvia’s really laying it on poor Gord good isn’t she ? He’s a pretty tough customer but she’s got him bawling like a baby !” Bill declared.
Sonia grinned contently.
“WOW! WAY TO GO SYLVIA….GIVE IT TO HIM GOOD !” she hollered.
Then she turned and looked impatiently at her husband.
“Now let’s get back to business Bill Phillips or would you rather I take the hairbrush to your backside again?” she warned.
“YES MA’AM!” Bill replied .

Outside beside the pool , a rather concerned Jack stood before his new wife who was clearly in  no-nonsense mode.
She pointed to the window where the sounds of the hairbrush being applied to Gordon Naylor’s behind resounded loudly from the window.
For a moment or two Katie said nothing while Jack shifted uneasily from foot to foot listening to Gord’s wailing.
Finally Katie spoke.
“Gord is such a big , tough guy but it’s amazing how a small implement like my Grandma’a hairbrush can have him bawling like a baby …isn’t it Jack?” she said.
“I…I….suppose so ?” Jack replied uncertainly.

Katie held a  piece of paper in her hand and  waved it under Jack’s nose.
“I’ve been keeping track of your behaviour over the past six months Jack Naylor and we are going to have a little discussion too!” she told him.

Jack started to speak but Katie abruptly silenced him with a wag of her finger.
“We’re leaving for the airport shortly so I don’t have time to deal with you now Jack , but be assured once we get to the resort I will be going through this list with you and you will be getting a long overdue taste of my hairbrush !” she announced.

“Hurry up and get dressed honey……we don’t want to make  Katie and Jack miss their flight”
Bill sighed , “How am I supposed  to sit for a 20 minute drive after the walloping you just gave me?”
“It’s your own fault.” Sonia replied showing no sympathy and simply dangling the keys to the Mustang in his face.
“AW….can’t I at least drive there Sonia?” he pleaded.
“NOPE! Naughty boys like you have their driving privileges removed…I’m driving!” She scolded .

The Naylors were waiting downstairs to say their goodbyes.
Sylvia had a contented glowed about her while Gord appeared flustered, shifting from foot to foot as he rubbed the seat of his Bermuda shorts.

“Thank you so much for your hospitality…..and especially for lending me your hairbrush Sonia !” Sylvia said , making both men blush.
“It’s gonna be a real uncomfortable ride back to the hotel for someone !” she added , producing a forced smile from Gord.
“Try not to hit too many bumps honey.” he asked.

Katie gave her Mother a big hug and stood on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on her Father’s cheek.
“So I hope you guys enjoy the ‘empty nest’?” she giggled.
Sonia beamed  “Well dear , for one thing,  the privacy will allow your Father and I to catch up on some old traditions ….isn’t that so dear ?” Sonia said , playfully patting her husband’s tender rump .

Just in time to save Bill’s blushes , Jack joined them,  hauling the  luggage behind him.
“Well it didn’t take you long for you to train him properly Katie…how did you do that?” Sylvia observed.
“Oh I think you’re well aware of the power of the hairbrush !” Katie replied.
Jack just blushed and gave his mother a  hug
“Behave yourself son.” Sylvia said.
“Oh believe me.....he will Mrs Naylor “ Katie chirped .
Sonia gave her daughter an approving wink.

Sonia and Sylvia both cackled when their men sat very gingerly beside them in the car.
The humiliation of having to sit in the passenger seat on a well spanked bottom , while their wives drove was almost as  humiliating as the spankings.

Even Jack couldn’t help taking a jab at his squirming father-in-law.
“Too bad Ford didn’t offer seat coolers as an option back in 1968 Jack!”
The girls found it very funny....Bill not so much.
“Very funny Jack ….we’ll see how comfortable you’ll be sitting when you get back!” Bill replied.
Katie winked mischieviously at her Dad.

“OWW! For Gawd’s sake woman take it easy over those bumps !” Gord yelled angrily.
Sylvia’s reaction was to drive their rental roughly over another of the Hotel Savoy speed bumps and slam on the brakes , giving her husband even more discomfort.
“If you don’t apologize for that remark this instant Gordon Naylor , so help me I’ll borrow Sam’s clothes-brush and give your backside another blistering !” Sylvia scolded.

Gord squirmed in his seat.
“But you’re doing it on purpose Sylvia…..you know my butt is tender!” Gord whined.
Sylvia scooted the car into the valet parking lane and smiled at the attendant while Gord agonizingly extracted himself from the car.

Sylvia passed the keys to the attendant and stood before her husband with arms folded.
“Well ? I’m waiting Gordon!” she said sternly.
“Oh OK….I apologise…” he muttered reluctantly.
“Sorry I didn’t hear you properly Gordon."
“ I said I’m sorry.” He repeated,  louder this time.
Sylvia was still not satisfied.
“Sorry what?” she prompted.
“MA’AM…I’M SORRY MA’AM!” Gord blurted.
“Good!” Sylvia acknowledged with a grin.

Gord walked stiffly behind his wife until they reached Sam’s station.
He was sitting in his chair polishing and Gord  noticed he was sitting on a large pillow .
“Trouble with the wife Sam?” Gord commiserated.
Sam rubbed the seat of his pants “ You know what they say Mr. Naylor….what's good for the goose is good for the gander!” Sam cackled.

Sylvia laughed “ I’ll have to remember that Sam…by the way , are you using your clothes-brush?”
Gord bristled when Sam reached down to fetch it.
“No Mrs Naylor you’re welcome to use it.” Sam said.
Sylvia took it in her hand and rolled it back and forth , teasingly slapping the back against her palm while Gord stood there sweating.
“Not right now thanks Sam….but keep it handy….I may need it before we leave tomorrow!” 
Gord sighed in relief and followed Sylvia into their room , dropping Sam another hefty tip.


Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Reminiscing about the Strap - Part 2





THWAACK! ' 'THWAACK !'
"OOW!" "YEOOW! "
Danny stepped back and examined Gina's bare behind.
"That's 25 hard ones Gina...I think that should be enough .... your butt is really red."he told his wife.

Gina grimaced and looked over her shoulder at him, "No way! Keep going!"she demanded.
Her husband made another attempt to reason with her,".....but your sisters will be here soon, and you're already gonna be awful sore at dinner....."

Gina took a deep breath,"That's exactly the point dear. I need to erase all that guilt before they start teasing me with those strapping stories. The fact that I'll be sitting on a well strapped behind will make me feel much better." she reasoned.
Danny tightened his grip on the strap and stepped back.
"OK Honey....if that's what you want"

This time he really wound up , snapping the leather full force against his wife's jiggling cheeks. 
The sheer force propelled her forward and up on her toes .
'THWAACK! '
"GAAAAAH! "
Danny continued whacking non stop ,  Gina's bottom started wiggling to avoid the blows and her cries turned into loud shrieks that the neighbours must have heard.

Her blazing red raw bottom now had visible raised welts from the strap and genuine tears were forming in her eyes but she gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on the edge of the bed she was bent over.
Danny delivered a volley of 3 powerful whacks which finally broke her.
'WHACK!' 'WHACK!''WHACK!'
"YEOOOUCH! OOOOW! OOOOH! OK!  OK!  ENOUGH ! That's Enough!  STOP !"she wailed earnestly.

The room was strangely silent apart from both of them breathing heavily.
"Aw Gawd!" Gina moaned , slowly rising and glancing back to inspect her derriere. , ".....that's gonna be sore for days.....thanks honey!"
Danny was already anxiously on standby with the aloe vera to sooth Gina's burning skin , but to his surprise and disappointment she waved him away, " No way....I want this bottom to stay just the way it is."

Her tiny panties offered no relief either as they left her entire bottom exposed as she wiggled her hips to squeeze into her tight skinny jeans.
Danny looked on with concern , "Having been on the receiving end of a good strapping , I'd advise you that's  not going to be the most comfortable attire for dinner sweetie." he advised.

Gina winced when the harsh denim brushed against her tender skin.
The scratchy irritation in her appendage worsened when she moved , forcing her to walk rather stiffly.
She put both hands back to massage her seat but it brought little relief.
"Now I can understand why you don't want  to sit after a spanking Danny!" she told him.

By the time Gina's sisters and their husbands arrived , Gina's bottom was just as very sore and tender and her ginger movements in the kitchen did not escape the notice of sister Maria.
"Gina , you're walking  like Steve does after I've thrashed his backside.Have you been a naughty girl?" Maria teased.

Gina proudly wore her well strapped bottom like a badge of honour .
"Very naughty.......would you like to see?"she replied.
The two sisters stepped into the nearby powder room where Gina carefully peeled down her Jeans and proudly displayed her red and we'll marked bottom.
"WOW! Danny really gave it to you good....Steve would never give it to me that hard!"her sister exclaimed.
Gina grinned , "Well maybe he should then! The strap is still laid out on the bed if you would care to try before dinner." she challenged.
Maria folded her arms boldly and grinned mischieviously , "Well I have been quite bitchy lately , and I think we sisters should show some solidarity with you!" she responded,  and called younger siblings Josie and Mary to join them in the kitchen.

After a brief huddle and a lot of giggling , Maria spoke , "OK it's agreed then .....we'll go by age .....oldest first, so I'm up," and Maria raised a hand to beckon her husband , "Steve! I need you to come with me to the bedroom please!"
Steve stiffened and his face flushed.
His face was even redder by the time he walked over to where the ladies were gathered.
"OK hun....I'm really sorry for swearing in the car but can't this wait until we get home?" he whispered to his smirking wife.
"Oh we certainly will be dealing with that when we get home honey .....but right now I need you to do something so follow me."
Taking her baffled husband by the hand , Maria turned on her heel and led him down the hall.
"Best go break the news to your hubbies girls....before the noise in that bedroom gets too loud!" Gina told her sisters.

Even with the bedroom closed , the sound of the strap cracking against Maria's bare bottom , accompanied by her loud shrieks and howls filled the house.
Josie was next in line and waited with a look of trepidation on her face , "You sure about this Jo? " her husband Mario asked her , and the two of them shuddered when a particularly hard whack produced a frenzied yelp from Maria in the bedroom.

Josie looked at her husband, "I've had it coming after drinking too much at your office party last night ...and it's too late to back off now anyway!" she replied .
Her response produced a broad smile from Mario which made her bristle , "Don't look so smug mister , don't think I didn't notice you flirting with that little blonde from accounting..."
 Mario's face flushed red , " .....but it was nothing honey....." he stammered.
Josie continued , ".......well let's have a little chat about it when we get home ....and on Monday you can explain to her why you can't sit down !" 

Moments later, the bedroom door opened and a red-faced Maria emerged , her pretty face contorted in a grimace and both hands behind her  rubbing the seat of her yoga pants. 
Steve had a comforting arm around her as they walked down the hall.and the two sisters exchanged sympathetic glances when they passed.

Youngest sibling Mary stood bravely watching Josie being led down the hall .
Her husband Dan consoled her. "Don't worry Sweetie....I'll take it easy on you...." he began before his wife angrily interrupted him.
"You will do no such thing Dan . You will give it to me as hard - or harder - as my sisters got it....do you understand?" she raged.
 "If you say so honey...", Dan dutifully replied .
 Mary smiled with satisfaction at her husband's prompt obedience , " ......but not as hard as you're going to get it you when we get home!" 
Both of them flinched at the sound of the strap connecting with Josie's bare bottom .

 Not long after  , the four sisters gathered giggling and laughing in the kitchen comparing notes about their well strapped behinds .
In contrast ,their husbands sat rather subdued at the table , perhaps contemplating what was in store for them later when there would be payback for sure. 

Gina called out to the men , "Grab a plate guys...we gals are too sore to sit so we've decided to eat buffet style!"
 This time there was no talk about those childhood strappings  during the meal -  but lots of talk about more recent strappings !
The three younger  sisters now agreed that Gina's debt was finally paid , so there would be no more  teasing her about the past. 

When the meal ended , Gina handed her phone to Danny , "I need you to take a pic of me and my sisters  dear." she asked with an impish grin. The four sisters lined up against the kitchen island while Danny aimed the camera , "Ready girls?" he asked. 
"Not quite!" , the sisters giggled in unison , turning around and collectively leaning over the counter top . Pants were duly lowered , skirts hoisted , and undies downed to reveal a quartet of shapely , freshly strapped female bottoms! 
A stunned Danny almost dropped the camera at the sight.
The ladies squealed , hooted , hollered and wiggled their bottoms as Danny clicked away.

Gina took the camera from Danny and the still bare bottomed sisters gathered around to look at the pics while their men looked on in bemusement.
"I think we're ready for the cold cream now sis!" Maria told Gina who turned to address the men.
"OK guys , take a seat ! Danny , fetch the big jar of cold cream from the bedroom , we're going to need lots of it!"