Monday, October 16, 2017

The Test - FM Spanking Story


Henry handed Veronique her Martini and leaned an arm against the bar beside her.
The smell of her expensive perfume was intoxicating and he longed to touch her soft , smooth , porcelain skin.
Veronique crossed her legs , teasingly casting away enough of her long evening gown to offer Henry a tantalizing glimpse of her milky thighs and stocking tops.

Raising the glass to her full lips she took a thoughtful sip before speaking.
"A Manhattan should be stirred carefully , not beaten roughly like an egg .....and these days rye is preferable to bourbon." she sighed disappointingly.

"Er....uhm ... I'm really sorry Veronique....shall I make you another one " a befuddled Henry babbled.
Veronique responded with a scornful shake of her head.
"There will be no need for that now.....but I'm afraid I  will be deducting marks for such a poor effort Henry."

Henry raised a brow and grinned nervously , " Deducting marks? Is this a test or something?" he asked.
Veronique studied her glass , "Exactly Henry. This entire evening was a test for you .....a very important test. A passing mark will be rewarded. However, for a failing mark I'm afraid you will have to be punished......severely!" she informed him nonchalantly.

Her response produced an audible gulp from Henry , " Rewarded? Punished? ...What do you mean Veronique?" he asked.
This time Veronique raised her head , regarding her boyfriend earnestly but severely.
"My dear Henry , I made myself very clear that I do not agree to a date with just any man. I have standards , exceptionally high standards , and if you wish to meet those standards you need to act above and beyond how you would treat , let us say  , a lady of less distinction than I."

Henry's confidence was waning by the second now.
"I...I know Veronique but I didn't think you meant....." he began , but stopped when he saw Veronique's eyes narrow in disapproval.
Her tone deepened and tightened , "I meant what I said Henry , as you will soon find out . Now I hope you are not trying to renege on your promise at this late hour."
"Oh no.....of course not ....that's not what I meant....its just that you were a bit vague on the part about rewards and punishment...." Henry responded anxiously.

Veronique let out an exasperated sigh , "MEN! I have to explain everything to them."
Placing a finger on Henry's chin to guide his face closer to hers , she added , "Should you receive a passing mark , I can assure you that the remainder of the evening will be a very pleasant experience beyond your dreams my dear Henry......but should you fail , I'm afraid you will experience a rather unpleasant time with a good friend of mine....." she told him ,  reaching deep into her purse to produce an ornate , antique  hairbrush embossed with the letter ' V' which she laid out on the bar.


"A hairbrush? I don't understand ..." Henry said.
Veronique took a sip of her drink and smiled wryly at Henry , "May I introduce you to my faithful friend Madame Rouge."she announced formally.
Henry raised a brow and studied the implement before him.
Veronique picked up the brush and tapped the back against her palm.
"Madame Rouge is very efficient at correcting Gentlemen who are unfortunate enough to fail the test....."she said , a wry smile playing on her lips.
Henry could feel the heat in his face and sweat beading on his brow as Veronique continued , "......they  go over my lap  for a good , old fashioned spanking - on their bare bottom! There is a reason she is referred to as Madame Rouge , and that will be the colour of your naughty bottom once we are finished!"she chuckled.
"WHAT? A SPANKING? ON THE....." Henry exclaimed in disbelief.

Veronique placed a reassuring palm on Henry's cheek , "Don't worry my dear Henry , Madame Rouge will be returned to my purse if you pass the test. So let's not keep you in suspense any longer and find out if you have passed or failed the test shall we?"

Once again , she reached into her purse , this time pulling out a notebook and matching pen.
Flipping through the pages she called out various male names , "Arthur , Alan , Bryan , Cedric , Dennis , Ernest , Frederick , George ......ah , here you are , Henry." she beamed.

Gazing at the book studiously , Veronique ticked and noted on the page exclusively reserved for Henry.
Anxiously peering over her shoulder , Henry tried to read the page but was frustrated to discover it was entirely in French .
Finally , Veronique looked up at him.

He was unable to read in her expression any indication of whether he had passed or failed.
"Well Henry , you did receive full marks for your smart suit and of course your good looks...." she began , producing a relieved smile from Henry , ".....and you did arrive promptly..." Veronique added , boosting Henry's confidence further.

Then Veronique's face frowned , " However , I'm afraid marks have been deducted for your failure to provide flowers and , disappointingly , your complete failure to read or speak French ....you really do need to make a better effort on that my dear."she tutted.

Henry nodded acknowledgement , remaining optimistic when Veronique returned a smile.
"Let's continue shall we ? I have awarded you bonus marks for your charm and engaging conversation Henry , which I rarely give .Unfortunately , this has been more than offset by demerits s deducted for your very disappointing lack of chivalry throughout the evening , such as failing to open doors for me  and not allowing me to sit down before you , etc , etc ..... I expect better from you on that Henry..."she lectured.

Henry looked on worriedly while Veronique tallied the results.
"So did I pass?" Henry asked ,  peering at the book .
He received an angry scowl from Veronique.
"Do not interrupt me Henry , I will be deducting marks for your rudeness !"
Henry's profound apologies were ignored as Veronique continued to tally .
Finally she made a notation in the notebook and swiftly closed it.

Nervous butterflies filled Henry's tummy as Veronique paused to take another sip of her drink before raising a finger as if she just remembered something.
Henry looked encouraged for a moment but was quickly returned to earth when Veronique exclaimed , "Silly me...the Martini! I forgot to deduct marks for that...." and she reopened her book.

Madame's calculations and notes recommenced before a wry smile  appeared on her face when she closed the book , causing him some concern
"To pass you require 80%...." she explained , leaving Henry waiting agonizingly.
Veronique pouted , "You were doing so well Henry..... but that rude interruption and that horrible martini brought your score down to 78% I'm afraid my dear."
Her disappointing frown was not sincere. She was enjoying  this.

To add to Henry's dismay , she seductively raised her dress to reveal her long stockinged legs  , garter belt and black lace panties , "All this could have been yours my dear Henry....so sad." she teased.

Henry stood up , raking his fingers through his hair in disbelief.
"Please Veronique.....can you check again...my marks were so close..." he pleaded.
Shaking her head , Veronique replied , " Do not challenge me Henry. My calculations are correct and let me assure you that the only additional marks you will be receiving will be the ones left by Madame Rouge on your derrierre!"she declared.

Veronique wrinkled her nose and put her Martini down , "That drink really is quite unpalatable Henry , so there is no need to delay any further."she announced.

Standing up , she took a moment to smooth out the wrinkles on her expensive gown  before pointing to the dining room area.
"Take one of those chairs and place it here ......you can use another to hang your suit on. It would be a shame to crease it." she ordered firmly.

Henry promptly followed the first command , placing a chair beside Cecile , but hesitated on the latter.
"Hang my suit on it ?" he asked nervously.
Veronique nodded , "That's right Henry. You shall undress completely for your spanking to give me unfettered access to your bare bottom!"she explained with a glint in her eye.
For a moment Henry considered a protest , but ended up shrugging a reluctant acceptance .

Smoothing the back of her dress with both hands , Veronique elegantly took her place on the chair while Henry fumbled with his suit belt.
It took him a few moments before he was down to his silk boxers and Veronique eyed him hungrily.
"Those too Henry.....and do not dawdle!" she scolded waving a hand at him.

His face turning an even deeper shade of scarlet , Henry stepped out of his boxers , turning his back on a gloating Veronique in an attempt to hide his modesty.
Veronique regarded his lily white , muscular backside with glee.
She was going to enjoy turning it a nice deep shade of red.
"It's time for you to lie over my lap and receive your punishment!" she ordered , but Henry appeared frozen to the spot.

"Don't make me get up and fetch you over here by the ear Henry!" she threatened , her voice deepening.
Henry turned slowly , keeping his hands in front in an attempt to cover his most intimate parts.
However , a growing erection was making this task very difficult.

"Hands by your sides and march right over here Henry. This is not the time to be trying my patience!" Veronique warned .
She had raised her dress to reveal her silky , smooth thighs and patted them tantalizingly.
"Over you go Henry." she urged him.

A broad smile of satisfaction danced on her face when Henry removed his hands , revealing a  huge , quivering shaft .
"Oh my goodness . Had I seen that before I would have given you bonus marks Henry !" she purred.

An embarrassed Henry hurriedly leaned over his lady's awaiting lap and Veronique parted her thighs just enough to allow his erection to nestle between them.
Henry winced when she clamped her thighs tightly shut again.

Teasingly she moved the back of the brush around  Henry's tensing buttocks before raising it high above her head.
"I'm afraid this is going to hurt very , very much Henry." she said , disguising a smirk.
Henry gritted his teeth , clenched his cheeks and tightened his grip on the chair.
Veronique  concentrated her gaze on her delectable target and then she began.....

Three days had passed since Henry's ' date' with the stunning Veronique and his backside still bore the marks of that humiliating spanking. He still felt the effects each time he sat.
Even so , he found his feelings for Veronique even stronger and found it difficult to fight the urge to call her.

It was well past 11pm when his doorbell rang and he was surprised to find Veronique when he opened the door.
"Aren't you going to invite me in Henry?" she asked him haughtily.
Taken by surprise , Henry felt like a nervous teenager  and stammered a reply.
"Veronique? Why...er uhm ....yes please come in." he stammered.

Veronique entered the room in her usual imperious fashion , standing with both arms stretched out , awaiting Henry to take her long coat.
Henry held the coat and Veronique slipped her arms out .
His jaw dropped at the sight revealed before him.
There before him stood the  gorgeous Veronique , wearing only tiny lace panties , garter belt , stockings and heels.

Elegantly , she turned to face  him.
"I hope your poor bottom is not feeling so sore anymore?" she pouted seductively.
Henry shrugged and forced a smile , "It's still a bit sore....you sure know how to wield that brush Veronique!" he replied trying to infuse some humour.

Veronique smiled at him and then pouted those full lips.
"I'm afraid I owe you an apology Henry.....it doesn't happen often , but my calculations were incorrect. Your mark was actually 82...you passed the test. So you must forgive me .
 I'm here tonight to give you the reward you should have received instead of that spanking so I hope you will accept it ." she purred.

Henry pulled her close to him , "I think I can forgive you Veronique , even though you enjoyed paddling my backside way to much young lady!" he scolded.
Veronique's eyes widened and she reached into her purse and handed Henry the hairbrush.
"It's true ...... and for my horrible behaviour I deserve to feel the wrath of Madame Rouge Sir!" she almost demanded.

Henry grinned , "Il me fera plaisir de vous donner une bonne fessée Mademoiselle!" he said.
Veronique beamed , "You've been practicing your French Henry!"
Henry regarded her sternly , leading her to the sofa and flipping her over his lap.
Veronique let out a little squeal when her lace panties were promptly whisked down to reveal her delectable bare bottom in all its glory.
"I've also been practicing my swing !" Henry announced and raised the brush over his shoulder......







Friday, October 13, 2017

A Tanning for Tardy Tania - MF Spanking Tale


"More tea Nigel?" Tania's Mother asked as her daughter's new boyfriend fidgeted nervously and looked at his watch again.
"No thanks Mrs. Kowatski ...could I ask you to remind Tania that our reservation was at 8.00 ?It's already 10 after. I'll have to call the Restaurant and see if they can change it to later....."the young man replied.

Mrs. Kowatshi sighed loudly , "I will , but if you ask me you're letting that girl get away with murder. She does this to you all the time. I don't know why you put up with it..."
Standing at the bottom of the stairs she yelled at her daughter , "Tania ! It's 10 after 8! What are you doing up there . Nigel has been waiting for almost an hour!" she bellowed.

Upstairs , Tania sat at her dressing table in her underwear , carefully coiffing her hair , "Tell him he will just have to wait ......I'm not ready yet!" she replied impatiently.

The older woman looked at Nigel and shrugged , " Sorry Nigel....you heard her." she said apologetically.
Nigel shook his head in disbelief , " The restaurant will hold our reservation but we will need to leave in 10 minutes...." he explained.
"Unless you do something to speed her up you certainly won't be leaving in 10 minutes Nigel!"

Nigel pondered his options for a moment.
"Do you think it would help if I went up there and talked to her Mrs. Kowatski?"he asked uncertainly.

Tania's mother looked at him angrily with hand's on hips , " Of course you need to go up there young man....but don't waste your time talking to her !" she raged.

Nigel scratched his head , " Don't talk to her? But how can I get her to hurry then ?" he asked.
The older lady's eyes widened , "Do I have to draw a picture Nigel ?On her dressing table you will see a nice big hairbrush. You need to Put her over your knee and give her a good old fashioned spanking with it! Believe me , it's the only language that girl understands."

It took a moment for the motherly advice to sink in but it soon began to make sense.
Tania had been behaving like a brat since they started dating , keeping them late , being rude and sassy and generally being very selfish.
It was almost as if she was challenging him to give her a spanking!
"Which room is Tania's Mrs. Kowatski? "Nigel asked , striding past her and up the stairs.
"Second on the right!" came the delighted response.

"Nigel! How dare you burst in here like that! Can't you see I'm dressing?" an outraged Tania fumed , trying to cover herself.
Her boyfriend took a moment to drink in the sight of his voluptuous girlfriend wearing only a black lace bra and panties , heels and stockings.
She looked amazing but he was in no mood to talk.

Scooping up the hairbrush , he took a firm hold of his girlfriend's wrist and led her over to the bed.
"Let me go! Stop this at once Nigel !" Tania protested loudly.

At the foot of the stairs , Mrs. Kowatski smiled broadly and listened.
Her husband Herman appeared from the study and looked at his wife.
"What's going on up there? Shouldn't they have left ages ago?" he asked.
"Oh I expect they'll be leaving soon dear!" his wife replied.

'WHOP!' 'WHOP!' 'WHOP!'
"OOW!" "OUCH! STOPPIT!"
WHOP!' 'WHOP!' 'WHOP!'WHOP!' 'WHOP!' 'WHOP!'
"WAAAH!" "OOOW!"

Herman smiled , "It seems our little girl has finally met a man who knows how to handle her!"
"He reminds me a lot of you when you were his age !" his wife replied impishly.
"......and Tania is very much like her Mother.....I hope he spanks her as soundly as I spanked you my lovely!" Herman remarked.

Upstairs , Tania flailed and kicked while a determined Nigel applied the brush to her bare backside.
Her little panties were banded around her knees and Nigel loved the way her round cheeks jiggled and wobbled as he spanked them.
He did not stop until that bottom was a vivid red and he detected sincere contrition in Tania's voice.

Nigel did not know what to expect next when he spilled Tania off his lap.
He fully expected his humiliated and outraged girlfriend to order him to leave but was surprised when she melted into his arms.
"I really am sorry Nigel darling , I'll never keep you waiting again...." she purred after a long lingering kiss.
Nigel could feel a stirring in his loins which did not escape his girlfriend's attention.

Tania took a firm hold on the growing bulge in his pants , but Nigel held her back,'
"Not now sweetheart....your parents are downstairs. Now hurry up and get dressed or I'll be back up here to give you another dose of the hairbrush!" he warned.
"Yes Sir!" Tania replied curtly ? Giving her bottom a cute rub.

A triumphant Nigel was greeted enthusiastically by Mr and Mrs Kowatski  and sure enough , within 5 minutes Tania was ready to leave.
"I hope they have nice soft chairs at the restaurant Nigel!" Tania grinned , giving the seat of her skirt another good rub.
"Sitting on a sore bottom does a girl the world of good dear. Believe me ....I know!" her Mother said , rubbing her own ample derriere for effect.
Herman chuckled and winked at his wife.



Tuesday, October 10, 2017

School for Husbands - FM Spanking Story





Kate's face lit up with a smile when her long time friend and neighbour , Sonia popped her head in the kitchen door.
"Come on in and sit down Sonia…. coffee's almost ready!" she said.
Sonia smiled giving her friend a big hug before sitting down for their Saturday morning coffee ritual.

Kate was a tall, willowy brunette with long dark hair and bright and piercing blue eyes hiding behind a pair of dark rimmed glasses.

By contrast , Sonia's petite frame housed a well toned but curvy figure and long blonde locks , usually pinned up or in a pony tail .
Both were Elementary Schoolteachers in their early 40's and had worked together for years.

"What's Lou up to today?" Sonia asked.
Kate rolled her eyes at the mere mention of her husband's name , "Probably watching baseball all day while I get things done around here."
Kate's husband Lou was a tall, muscular man who worked hard all week in construction and enjoyed winding down on the weekends.
Although balding on top he still maintained his handsome swarthy look.

"Tell me about it " Sonia sighed.
"Brendan is off on another fishing trip with his buddies!"
Sonia and Brendan were High School sweethearts.
Brendan was a busy lawyer who worked long hours and enjoyed his occasional fishing trips to unwind from a stressful week.
He still had lots of curly blonde hair and his lanky frame was well toned from his daily workouts and morning runs.

"Have you tried talking to Lou to get him to do his share of the household chores and perhaps even spending some time with you?" Sonia asked as Kate poured her coffee.
"That's only part of the problem Sonia…." her friend replied , "He's so darn inconsiderate and rude lately it would only make things worse if I brought that up!"
Sonia frowned , "Ditto here …..I know our guys work hard all week and have a lot of stress but taking us for granted like this is not acceptable."

Kate nodded agreement and sat down at the table.
"I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to change them Sonia!" she sighed.
Her friend smiled back at her mischievously. "Actually there is something we can do Kate ....and we are perfectly qualified to do it"

Kate raised a curious eyebrow beckoning Sonia to explain.
"We're Schoolteachers Kate! We spend all year teaching naughty little boys to behave…..and we are very good at it by the way......" Sonia began , ".....When you get right down to it Lou and Brendan are little boys in a grown man's body.....Problem is nobody dares to put them in their place when they deserve it....Deep down I'll bet they're yearning for a strong woman to take charge of them!" she concluded.

Conflicting expressions of shock and amusement played on Kate's face upon hearing her
friend's comments. "Come on Sonia.You can't be serious. I agree that those two behave like kids sometimes but they're grown men…"

Sonia pit her forefinger up to interrupted her friend, "Yes …..Grown men who need discipline and to be taught a few lessons in respect by their wives! So do you want to hear my plan or not?"
Kate pondered for a second and then smiled broadly.
"Let's hear it!" she said.

Sonia giggled with excitement as she opened the folder she had brought with her and pulled out some papers.
Kate immediately recognized the documents as similar to those she used when planning classes at school such as lesson plans, report cards, etc.
When she looked at them more closely she began to understand Sonia's plan for the first time.
Sonia had designed a School for Husbands .....with she and Kate as the Teachers and Lou and Brendan as the pupils!
She loved it.

The pair poured over the documents enthusiastically as they downed their coffee and muffins , making changes and exchanging ideas.
After about an hour or so they both sat back and looked at each other with satisfaction.
"I can't wait to see the guys's faces when we spring this on them !" Kate declared with a giggle.

The school  summer break had just begun ,  so Sonia and Kate were able to meet daily to refine and implement their plan.
Lou had built a large room in their basement some time ago for Kate to use as an office but the project was still unfinished.
The pair decided this would be the ideal location for their "Husband School" and went about setting it up as a classroom.

Even when the couples met at Kate and Lou's house for drinks , when their men visited the basement they didn't even notice the changes.
Soon everything was ready and only one final task remained – enrolling their students Lou and Brendan!

"Don't forget we're going to Kate and Lou's place for lunch today Bren " Sonia said , handing her husband a plate of bacon and eggs.
Brendan eagerly took the plate in one hand and squeezed his wife's curvy derriere, with the other.
"I'd like to have a large portion of this as well.... " he whispered in her ear .
Sonia let out a squeal , "Bren! Stop that at once!" she said firmly removing his hand.

Brendan chuckled and planted a kiss on his wife's full lips.
"I love it when you're strict with me honey. " he whispered.
Sonia's face lit up , "Then I'm just have to be more strict with you from now on ." she replied , giving his rump a playful smack.

Meanwhile Lou and Kate were in the middle of a heated argument.
"Why didn't you tell me about this before I made plans to play ball with the guys Kate? " Lou yelled.
Kate's stood with hands on hips , her face flushing red.
"Because you never listen to me anyway Lou!" she screamed at him.

Lou picked up a dishtowel and threw it angrily to the floor , "Dammit" he scowled and began to pace up and down.
He was stopped in his tracks when his right ear lob was pinched between Kate's thumb and forefinger.
"OW! LEGGO! " he yelled when Kate pulled roughly on his ear lowering his head to her eye level.
"Are you ready to talk politely now?" she asked ,tightening her grip.
"OUCH….YEAH…YEAH…..STOPPIT KATE !" he yelped.
Kate released her grip , "I'm going to get some groceries. I suggest you call your friends and tell them you can't go to the game." She said firmly , leaving  Lou to nurse his sore ear.

The two couples always got along well together so the BBQ Lunch was a very enjoyable affair.
After eating it was time for the ladies to launch their plan.
So , as their men sprawled in front of the television nursing their beers , Kate and Sonia went into their newly completed classroom and locked the door.

They busily set the scene ,  preparing the room and changing into more appropriate attire.
Their shorts, tank tops and sandals where replaced with low cut shirts, pencil skirts and heels.
The pair had even gone lingerie shopping and underneath their outfits they wore silk panties ,
garter belts and stockings.
To finish they tied their hair up , donning glasses to complete the "Strict Teacher" look.
Satisfied with their appearance , Kate and Sonia hugged , took a deep breath and called out for their husbands to join them.

As usual , their menfolk took a while to respond,  reluctantly leaving the comfort of the couch upon the 3rd , and loudest , command.
It did not occur to them why they were being beckoned  to an unfinished room but it soon became clear when they casually opened the door.

Kate and Sonia stood behind a large antique desk at the front of the
authentic looking classroom,  looking sternly at their husbands when they entered.
Two smaller desks with modest wooden chairs sat in front of the large desk.
Behind the large desk was a large blackboard on a pedestal and beside it a large wooden cupboard.
Adorning the walls around the room were various posters and charts showing the lessons to be taught.

Brendan and Lou were speechless as they eyed the room.
Finally Sonia broke the silence and began to explain their plan.
"Be seated at your desks gentlemen, " she said , directing them to the two small desks.

With furrowed brows of puzzlement , silently and without protest , Lou and Brendan sat down at their desks as instructed.
"OMIGOH IT'S WORKING!" the ladies thought to themselves.

After a moment ,  the two men opened their mouths to speak , but were quickly silenced by both wives by putting a  finger to their mouths.
"Rule number one. When you are in this room you will speak only when spoken to or if you are
given permission to speak. Is that understood?" Kate announced in a deep, firm voice.
The men looked at each other in disbelief , trying to comprehend that this was really happening.

"I said is that understood?" Kate repeated , he tone deepening.
" Yes!" the two men responded.
Kate raised an eyebrow and took a menacing step forward.
"Yes…. what …gentlemen?" she prompted.
"YES.... Ma'am ?" Lou and Brendan chirped back.
"Very good gentlemen." Sonia complemented.

Without further delay Sonia explained the plan.
`Husband School ' would be held every Saturday from 9am until noon.
Lessons would include were courtesy, consideration, honesty, housework &
chores, communication, etc.
She also emphasized that to start , they would be working on correcting specific issues and faults.
There would be homework assigned and a weekly report card issued.

There was even a school uniform consisting of a plain white T-shirt and shorts.
Kate held up the men's uniforms to show them.
The shorts were made of a spandex material .
At this point Lou courageously put up his hand.
"Yes Lou?" Kate said giving him permission to speak.
"Well….its underwear…. why do we have to wear that?" he asked.
Kate tried to hide a smile and glanced over at Sonia.
"Sonia was just getting to that" she answered.

"Like most schools , this institution has quite a few rules which must be observed and enforced.
Experience tells us that students will on occasion disobey or break these rules .
When this happens there must be consequences." Sonia explained.
Sonia nodded to Kate who opened the doors of the large cupboard.
Inside hung canes with curved handles, wooden paddles and leather straps.
Lou and Brendan looked at each other and swallowed hard.

"To enforce discipline the school will employ corporal punishment! The severity of the punishment will depend on the seriousness of the offence.
Corporal punishment will be administered to the seat of the pants .This is the reason for the tight shorts as a uniform as it will make the punishment more effective and lasting . Be warned that for serious or repeat offences , punishment may be applied to the bare bottom! You are expected to accept your punishment without question and return promptly to your seat .Do you have any questions gentlemen?" Sonia concluded.

Brendan and Lou were in a state of shock now , rendered speechless and trying to take in what had just occurred .
"The first lesson will commence immediately gentlemen , so please change into your uniforms- and do not dither" Kate ordered ominously.
Sonia and Kate could not conceal their amusement as they watched their strong husbands shuck off their jeans and change into their "uniforms".
"Good choice " Sonia whispered to Kate as they studied how good their husbands'  butts looked in the tight white shorts.


Lou and Brendan slid behind their desks , looking very contrite as Kate handed them both a
piece of paper.
"We'll start by having  you list your 10 worst faults – you have 5 minutes " she said.
The husbands scratched their heads and chewed at the ends of their pencils while pondering the exercise. Occasionally they jotted things down.
"Pencils down!" Kate ordered at the end of 5 minutes and strode behind her students to study their answers.
Brendan had managed to list 4 faults and Lou only 3.

"Let's start with you Brendan , Sonia, show him your list" Kate said.
Sonia started writing a list of Brendan's faults on the blackboard until it was full.
Then she picked up Brendan's list , studying it momentarily before crumpling the paper and throwing it in the wastebasket.
"I don't believe you're taking this exercise seriously Brendan.Come here!" she scolded , turning on her heels to open the cupboard.
She took out  a long thin cane and began swishing it menacingly , "Six of the best.Bend over and touch your toes" she ordered.
Brendan started to mouth something but stopped when Sonia barked out , "Bend over immediately Brendan or I'll double the dose!"

Brendan reluctantly assumed the position and felt the material of his shorts tighten against his backside as he stretched down to touch his toes.
Lou looked on in awe as Sonia stood beside her husband and lined up the cane squarely across her target.
Raising her arm , she expertly  flicked her wrist  , lashing the cane against Brendan's scantily clad rear.
Brendan yelped and straightened up clutching his seat , "Jeez that hurt!" he complained.
Sonia glared at him impatiently.
"I don't recall giving you permission to stand up ? You will over and remain bent over. For that I will start over."

Brendan bent over again and this time Sonia took a step back for more power.
She delivered 3 hard strokes in rapid succession producing a loud trio of "OW" s from her husband but he remained in position.
Sonia paused to let the sting set in and then stepped back to deliver a single, harder stroke.
Brendan grunted, clearly having trouble staying in position as he awaited the final 2 strokes.
But his wife was in no rush.

He could feel the lines of the cane searing his skin inside his shorts as time passed.
Sonia lined up the cane teasingly and delivered the final two -and hardest strokes.
Brendan really howled , bucking forward and jumping  to his feet clutching his rear with both hands.
Sonia looked at him " Now lets see if that improves your memory shall we? Sit down and copy down those faults 10 times.....and you'd better have them memorized by next week mister!" she seethed.
Brendan hobbled to his seat and carefully sat down.
He shot back up when his tender rear touched the hard stool.
"Sit down or you'll get another six!" Sonia scolded.
Brendan grimaced and agonizingly eased himself onto his seat and began writing.

Lou looked frightened as he watched Kate examine his list.
She slowly tore it into pieces as he looked on , "Hardly worthwhile reading is it Lou?'" she said.
"No Ma'am" he agreed meekly.
Lou squirmed on his seat while Kate listed his 10 faults on the blackboard beside Brendan's.
She spun around to face Lou.
"Get up here and face the board." She yelled at him.
Sonia chuckled to herself upon watching this strong, tough man scamper to the board.
"Study them hard Lou" Kate instructed , taking a thick leather strap from the cupboard.

She stepped behind Lou , placed her fingers in the waistband of his shorts , roughly yanking them down to bare his muscular buttocks .
Brendan gasped in disbelief.
"Bend over , elbows on the desk" Kate ordered curtly.
Lou leaned over the desk presenting his bare butt to his wife.
"I want you to read them out loud – one at a time " Kate ordered , folding the
strap to her liking.

Lou read out the first fault and was rewarded with a resounding whack of the strap across his bare backside.
"AAAAW" he moaned bucking forward.
"Now the next one" Kate ordered.
Lou proceeded to read out each one of the remaining faults and received a hefty whack of the strap after each one.
At the end thick red welts from the strap were  painted on his bare behind .
Lou winced when Kate roughly hoisted his shorts over his swollen cheeks. "Now sit down and start writing " Kate ordered.

Both husbands squirmed uncomfortably in their seats until their task was properly completed.
"That concludes the first lesson gentlemen. You may change out of your uniforms" Sonia announced.
"But first there is a ritual you will perform at the end of each lesson!" Kate added.
The two men looked at each other with concern.
Sonia and Kate sat on the large desk , crossed their legs and removed their high heels.
"Shorts off , on your knees and exalt your Mistresses!" they commanded in unison .
Each husbands wiggled out of their tight shorts , bowed and kissed his wife's feet.
The two ladies found the sight of their husband's on all fours , their reddened , punished bare bottoms in the air dutifully kissing their feet both amusing - and thrilling.

"You may pause now!" Kate commanded and the two men stopped and looked up at their teachers like anxious puppies.
"Lou! Tend to Sonia's feet now!" she said.
"Brendan ! Tend to Kate!" Sonia barked at her husband.
Both men paused for a moment in disbelief before gratefully changing places .

The lesson over  ,  Lou and Brandon painfully shuffled to the corner where their clothes
hung while the women stood by , lustily admiring their nakedness .
Brendan's backside was red and striped from the cane and Lou's still bore the welts from the strap.
Brendan and Lou turned their heads and their faces lit up at the sight before them.

Sonia and Kate had removed their dresses and were standing seductively before them wearing only black silk panties, garter belt, stockings and heels.

"You boys did very well....you deserve a treat , don't they Kate ?" Sonia purred.
"Indeed they do Kate!" Sonia agreed and they each melted into the arms of their naked husbands ,  kissing  them passionately.

Their men needed no encouragement.
Lou picked up Kate and sat her on top of the antique desk while Sonia leapt into Brendan's arms and wrapping her legs around his waist.
The impromptu classroom was filled with groans and squeals of ecstasy as the two couples made passionate love .

"CHEERS ! I'd say that went rather well .. " Sonia chirped clinking her wineglass against Kate's.
"I'll drink to that!" Kate chimed.
It was a few days after the inaugural lesson of their "Husband School"and the two teachers were celebrating their success and comparing notes.


Kate reported that Lou's attitude had changed almost immediately after the lesson.
He still spent a lot of time watching and playing sports but , was paying more attetion to her , helping out with the housework and his general demeanour was much improved.
Sonia had a similar tale to tell about  Brendan who was even coming home from work early , buying her gifts ,  and calling her during the day.

Both wives agreed  that their husbands were very aware that a report card would be issued at Saturday's upcoming lesson and  were consulting the list of faults they had copied down on a daily basis to prepare for Saturday's test.

The ladies happily reported that their husbands felt the effects of the punishment they received at school.
"Lou had marks on his backside and the tops of his thighs all week so he is skipped his visits to the gym in case someone spots them in the shower!" Kate revealed with a giggle.
Sonia laughed.
"Brendan still has some of the stripes from his caning and I really enjoyed teasing him about it all week." she added proudly.
"He had a lot of meetings and had to blame his constant squirming on a bad back! If only they knew that his wife had caned his backside!"

Sonia topped up their glasses with more wine and they started to work on the next lesson.

Sonia tapped her toes impatiently on the tiled floor of the classroom and eyed the clock on the wall.
Kate stood with arms folded awaiting the appearance of Lou and Brendan.
It was 9.10am and the men were told clearly that class started at 9.00am sharp.
Kate and Sonia had already been there since 7.30am preparing for the lesson.
Two more minutes passed before the door opened and Lou and Brendan meekly entered.

The wives did not have to say a word .... the expression on their faces said it all.
Each held a leather paddles in their hand making it very clear what the penalty for tardiness would be.
Sonia and Kate pulled out the chairs at their husbands' desks and sat on them ,  beckoning their man with a curled index finger.


Once Brendan and Lou were standing obediently at their side , their shorts were lowered to their knees.
The women looked at their men sternly and patted their laps in unison.
Without a word Brendan and Lou draped  climbed into position.

For the next 5 minutes or so , the sound of leather slapping against bare skin filled the room , with  howls and yells from Brendan and Lou adding to the cacophony.
The men bucked , squirmed and kicked their legs to no avail as Sonia and Kate blistered their bare bottoms with the paddles.

Their punishment over , the  lesson commenced with Brendan and Lou sitting most uncomfortably
as they wrote, " I will be punctual " 100 times in their notebooks.
The day did not get any better for the two men as they moved on to the weekly test .
Their Teachers decided to add a little curve to the test by asking their students not only to list their 10 faults , but also to write how they can improve on them.
The task proved to be quite a challenge for the men and their efforts were feeble  , earning them each 6 stinging strokes of the cane on the seat of their shorts adding considerably to the discomfort in their already well-walloped backsides.

The lesson on courtesy was going well except for Brendan's sarcastic remarks and Lou's  constant interruptions asking to break for lunch.
By the time lunch was served , the two gentlemen ate standing up after receiving 12 swats of the stand up paddle – this time on the bare bottom!

Impatient with their husbands' behaviour , Kate and Sonia held nothing back and made sure the paddling would be something they would remember for some time.
Up to this point Lou and Brendan had been able to maintain some composure when accepting their punishment , but the bare bottom paddling pushed both of them over their limit.
Both of them howled, cried out and begged loudly as they received their swats.

The paddling seemed to have an effect as the ladies saw quite an improvement , perhaps because Brendan and Lou's aching behinds needed a reprieve.
When class concluded the gentlemen received a stern lecture regarding their behaviour at the session and were ordered to remove their shorts and stand in opposite corners of the room with their
hands on their head and red bottoms on display.


Once their husbands were in position , Kate and Sonia stood behind them and continued to scold them , delivering stinging slaps to their already red behinds to emphasize certain points.
Sonia and Kate stood back to take in the sight of their husbands taut and well chastised bottoms.
Kate touched her friend's arm and smiled at her.
"I don'y know about you girlfriend but I'm so horny I can't wait to get Lou upstairs " she confessed.
Sonia smiled back " Me too. Brendan doesn't know it yet but when we get home I'm ready to give him the best blow-job of his life!"
Kate grinned , "You and Brendan are welcome to use this room while I take Lou upstairs "
Kate salivated at Lou's huge erection whe she released him from the corner.
"I guess I'd better do something about that darling……lets go upstairs " she said , lighting  up  Lou's face with joy.

While Lou and Kate scampered upstairs ,  Sonia walked slowly over to Brendan making sure he heard the deliberate steps from her high heels.
"You may turn around Brendan " she said sternly.
Brendan slowly turned and his eyes opened as wide as saucers when he saw Sonia looking seductively into his eyes – wearing only a pair of heels and glasses.
She dropped to her knees and hungrily took his erect penis in her mouth.

Meanwhile , upstairs Kate was busy licking the last morsels of semen from Lou's shaft.
She got up and lay back seductively on the bed.
"Now its your turn Lou " she said spreading her legs invitingly.

Downstairs in the classroom Sonia's head bobbed busily ,  her lips sliding up and down Brendan's throbbing shaft.
Brendan felt himself coming close to climax he beckoned Sonia to withdraw.
"Bend over the desk!" he demanded.
Sonia rose and hurriedly bent over the large desk, thrusting out her shapely derriere for Brendan to enter her and she held on tightly to the desk as he began thrusting until  they both screamed when  he exploded inside her.

Upstairs the contented couple lay in each others arms, "I should have started paddling your backside years ago!" she teased , snuggling closer.

Downstairs in the classroom Sonia clung to Brendan .
"Let's go home……. I'm not finished with you yet mister!" she purred lustily.
Brendan laughed and gave his wife a playful slap on her shapely derriere.
"OOO!…..you'll pay for that mister" Sonia cooed.
"I hope so " Brendan replied .

The School for Husband's continued over the summer and Kate and Sonia saw the improvement both at home and in the classroom.
Lou and Brendan were slowly becoming the loving, considerate and respectful husbands their wives hoped them to be.
In addition the sex life of both couples was so fantastic it was almost off the scale.

Needless to say Kate and Sonia were two very satisfied wives , but they agreed their men still had a long way to go so the weekly lessons continued.
Like a typical pair of schoolboys , Lou and Brendan always managed to find a way to do something to earn themselves a bottom blistering their wives enjoyed administering.

Kate and Sonia were by now very experienced in the art of corporal punishment.
Whether it be the cane, paddle or strap they made sure their menwould be nursing sore rumps sometimes for days after their lesson.

Lou and Brendan didn't complain.
Sure the punishments were tough to take and left their butts sore and tender , but afterwards the insatiable sexual appetite of their beautiful wives and the explosive sex made it all worth while.

In fact Lou and Brendan were quite disappointed when their wives informed them that the upcoming lesson would be the last one.
To celebrate their 'graduation' the two couples arranged to go to dinner together after the lesson.
"Just make sure we go somewhere that has soft cushions to sit on !" the men chuckled.

Despite their best efforts to earn a whacking, Kate and Sonia allowed Lou and Brendan to go through their final lesson with their rumps completely unscathed.
Brendan commented " Hope you guys aren't going soft on us…..we actually completed a whole lesson without getting our butts tanned!"
Kate and Sonia nodded and smiled at each other mischievously , "The day is not over yet gentlemen!"

The dinner at a swanky restaurant was great and the guys arranged for a limousine to drop them off and pick them up at the restaurant so they could all relax and enjoy some drinks.
By the time they were finishing off their champagne in the limousine ride home , both couples were necking like teenagers!
The ladies peeled themselves "That's enough for now boys ,  you have a meeting with your
Teachers when we get home." Kate told them.


"Yes – by your own admission you guys behaved  very poorly in class today ." Sonia added producing a look of bewilderment on their husband's faces.
Kate wagged a finger at Lou " You deserved a sound thrashing today young man  , but let me assure you that what you're going to get when at home is going to be way worse!" she warned sternly.
"That goes for you too young man ! " Sonia echoed , pointing a warning finger at Brendan.

"As we can't punish you in class any more we had to come up with a way to do it in the comfort of  home " Sonia explained.
"Kate and I did a little shopping this week and came up with just the thing to keep you guys in line." she went on.
"Tonight gentlemen you will both be getting your first taste of the back of a nice old-fashioned oak hairbrush" she declared boldly.
"If you guys thought the cane or the paddle stung you are in for quite a surprise tonight – don't expect to be sitting down comfortably thisweek – so plan accordingly" Kate advised ominously.

The remainder of the drive was somewhat quiet with Lou and Brendan in a state of shock and anticipation.
The two couples bade each other goodnight and headed into their respective homes.
After only a few minutes , Sonia and Kate sat on the edge of the bed still in their cocktail dresses and heels brandishing a large wooden hairbrush ,
Their naked husbands stood before them with heads bowed .

Soon the sound of hardwood cracking against well-muscled male buttocks filled the bedrooms and was even audible on the street outside.
Unlike the school punishments which had a set amount of strokes , the hairbrush landed again and again , relentlessly visiting the same tender sit spots.
The men were able to hold their composure for quite , but they had never experienced anything like this before.

Soon they were wailing and blubbering like babies as their wives walloped away at their baclsides with venom.

Sonia paused to take a breath and study Brendan's flaming rear.
Like an artist she proudly viewed the patchwork of colours she had painted on her husband's buttocks.
`THWACK!' ` WHAP!" `WHAP!' WHACK!"
Brendan let out a shriek and flinched when a final flurry of stinging swats landed.

By the time their  hairbrushings mercifully ended , Lou and Brendan were both sporting truly blistered bottoms!
Dancing  helplessly around the room, hopping from foot to foot , they vainly tried to rub out the sting in their tails while their proud wives looked on in satisfaction .

Those backsides were going to be burning for quite some time.

Lou and Brendan shuffled their feet , squirming as they stood in the corner of their bedrooms, their red bottoms on display and their hands on their heads.
Sonia and Kate slipped out of their clothes , lay face down on the beds and chatted on the phone , occasionally scolding their distressed husbands if they changed position or attempted  to rub their scorched rears.

"I think I'm going to let Lou leave the corner now…..I'm sooooo horny!" Kate giggled.
"Me too Kate……and I'd be willing to bet our little men are pretty worked up too" Sonia tittered.
The ladies ended their conversation but remained sprawled on the bed, wearing only tiny thongs which framed their silky globes and curvaceous hips.

Sonia raised herself up on her elbows letting her firm breasts hang seductively.
"You can join me now you naughty boy!" she purred at Brendan.

"Turn around Lou" Kate ordered sternly.
Lou slowly turned and his penis stood to attention at the sight of Kate on the bed.

Both the red-bottomed husbands wasted no time in leaping into bed with their wives for an evening of passionate sex that lasted for hours to come.

The next morning , Kate yawned as she poured another coffee for Sonia.
"Neither of us got much sleep last night " they teased.
Kate glowed , "having Lou's across my lap and warming his backside last night really turned me on.
We were both insatiable and just couldn't get enough of each other...we screwed until dawn!" she declared.

Sonia nodded proudly " Brendan and I screwed for so long and hard I think I'm more sore than he is!
That hairbrush is going to be getting a lot of use but I'm kind of sad our Husband School project is finished. What do you plan to do with our classroom? "she asked.

Kate put a finger to her chin and pondered for a moment.
"A College for Husbands ?" she announced to cackles from Sonia.

Monday, October 9, 2017

Thursday, October 5, 2017

One Million Views ! Thank You.

Well it has been an interesting ride to the 1,000,000 view marker and I hope everyone has enjoyed the various posts along the way.

When I first started this blog ,it was purely for fun and still is.
One of my goals with the blog was to have some contact and interaction with other 'spankos' out there ,  and disappointingly , that has not happened.
Of the 1 million views , comments have been few and far between.
It seems most stop by , look , hopefully enjoy and then move on without even an acknowledgement .

So I have reached a point of contemplation and will have to decide where I take it from here.
I have a number of unfinished pieces to share between now and the rest of the year.

After that I may well bring it all to an end , as the blog does take a lot of time and I wonder  if the meagre return in terms of feedback and interaction is worth it.

I know a lot of great blogs which have become dormant , likely for the same reasons and I guess all blogs reach that point eventually....

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

A DD Contract Dilemma for Wives

Well ladies , the DD contract has been drafted and your husband has been summoned to you for the formal signing.

While you have dressed in a business-like fashion for this formal occasion , he is appropriately attired as required by the contract he is about to sign - naked.

Your husband appears much more excited about the occasion than you are so  you are faced with a dilemma ....
Should you have him sign the contract before  or after you paddle his backside raw?

So ladies , which would you prefer?

This wife has decided she would rather deal with the formalities before getting down to business.
His attention to the details may  be affected by the presence of the marital paddle which will be applied to his backside after signing.....


This wife has opted to give her husband a taste of what he is signing up for , in the event he might change his mind. Evidently it did not change his mind and he is even more anxious to sign up than ever, although his sore backside may distract him  from reading the fine print ....



Tuesday, October 3, 2017

The DD Contract - FM Spanking Case Study


When Ron heard his wife Sally summon him to the study , he knew it was for something important.
It had been over a week since he had suggested  ( or requested?) to Sally that she could help him control and improve his poor behaviour by giving him a good spanking.

Ron had been summoning the courage to raise this with his wife for months and finally 'spilled the beans' over dinner last week.
Sally's reaction was hard to judge , and she said nothing at the time to indicate her acceptance or rejection , but Ron was encouraged when Sally grinned at him impishly and told him she would think it over.

However , Ron was not at all prepared for his wife's reception when he entered the study.  




Sally's petite frame sat behind the big antique desk , in front of her was a rather formal looking document , a hairbrush and.....a very heavy looking paddle.
On the wall hung a framed version of the 'Rules of the House' which Sally had verbally told him about previously , and when he closed the door he noticed a long thin cane with a curved handle , hanging from the doorknob.

"I've been giving some thought to what you suggested last week Ron. In fact I've been doing quite a bit of research and found quite a lot of interesting material..." Sally began.
Ron looked around for a chair to sit on but  the only one , was sitting curiously in the middle of the room.
When he moved to it , Sally waved at him , "Leave that chair where it is Ron. The only person who sits on that chair will be me. Believe me , the last thing you will wish to be doing when you are in here is sitting." she told him sternly.

Ron's mouth was dry and when he tried to speak his voice wavered , " But Honey .....I know I suggested that you could....er....ah..."
"SPANK YOU?" Sally  finished his sentence for him.
"Yes..sss...spank me....but I..." he babbled.

"Are you having a change of heart Ron? Because if you are , we can end this conversation now and I do not want to hear of it again. However , if you are truly interested in giving me the responsibility to correct your behaviour with corporal punishment then you can read and sign this so we can get on with it!" Sally told him , handing him a pen and pointing to the document in front of her.

hesitantly , Ron took the pen from her and studied the document entitled , 'DOMESTIC DISCIPLINE CONTRACT'.
It was short and to the point , but despite his strong desire to  have his wife punish him , now the moment had arrived to formalize it he was strangely uncertain about agreeing.
Sally waited patiently , humming to herself and occasionally rearranging the implements on her desk.

Ron's heart pounded and he felt an erection stirring which may have been what finally prompted him to sign the contract and hand the pen back to Sally.
"Good ! Now that we have the formalities out of the way we can get started. Strip off your clothes- all of them- and do not dither!" Sally ordered , rising to her feet and scooping up the big paddle.

Ron gulped at the mere sight of the awesome implement.
He had no idea where his wife had obtained it but that was the least of his worries now.
"Now Honey...you'll take it easy with that thing won't you? It looks like it would really hurt!" he pleaded.

Sally regarded him sternly , "You will refer to me as Ma'am as soon as you enter this room until you leave it. Is that understood?"
"Yes...er...Ma'am.Yes Ma'am!" Ron replied promptly.
His wife tapped the paddle against her palm , giving him an indication of its power , "For your information it will hurt Ron. It will hurt a lot. I expect you will be doing a lot of howling and begging for me to stop , but  be assured I will not stop until I believe you have been sufficiently chastened. Now get those clothes off or there will be extra swats for disobedience !"

Realizing his wife meant business , Ron promptly disrobed.
His raging erection throbbed when Sally raised her skirt and sat with one leg on the desk.
"Bend over my knee!" she ordered curtly.


When Ron lay over Sally's inviting lap he pointed to the hairbrush sitting near him on the desk.
"What is that for Ma'am?" he asked nervously.
Sally chuckled , "Don't worry Ron. We will be getting to that all in good time!"

Ron's cheeks tensed when Sally patted the wood teasingly against them.
"So let's talk about your little escapade last weekend when you had too much to drink and embarrassed me in front of our friends and family - AGAIN!"
Ron felt his face flush.
Here he was in the most humiliating and vulnerable of positions , about to pay for his misdeeds in a most painful manner.
"I'm really sorry about that Ma'am...I was planning on apologizing to you but...." he began but Sally shushed him into silence.
"Oh you're going to be sorry alright... and you will be preparing written apologies to all those you offended , especially me. You are getting 40 licks of the paddle for that and I want you to count them and thank me for each one. Understood!"

Ron gasped , " 40! But that....yes Ma'am!"
Sally was quite enjoying her new found power and looking forward to tanning her husband's delectable white rump.
"CRAAACK!"
"OOOH!"
Even Sally was surprised at the crispness of the smack she landed on Ron's backside , and Ron could not believe how much it stung.
"One! Thank you Ma'am!" he bellowed.


As his wife had predicted , despite his best efforts to 'man up' and take his paddling honourably , Ron found himself howling , begging and  pleading with her to stop but his whining served only for her to paddle harder.
Sally was enjoying walloping the daylights out of her errant husband and loved the way his cheeks jiggled at every swat and turned from pink to various shades of red.

Somehow Ron endured his first paddling with barely the breath left to count out the final few swats.
He breathed with relief when the 40th and final swat landed.
His backside  hurt beyond belief , it actually throbbed and felt like it was on fire.
Releasing her grip , Sally allowed her husband to rise unsteadily to his feet.

She retook her seat behind the desk to watch his cute little dance , hopping and furiously rubbing his backside.
Preoccupied with soothing his sore bottom , Ron did not notice that his wife had hung the paddle on the door handle and sat holding the cane with both hands , flexing it.
"Please Honey....not the cane please....not after that paddling!" he pleaded.
Ignoring his whining , Sally glared at him , "Now it's time to discuss you going off to play golf and leaving me to do all the chores. This ought to remind you that the work around this house must be shared equally , which means you doing your fair share. Now bend over that chair!" she ordered.


Ron considered resistance but realized it was his idea in the first place.
He could not deny that he spent too much time with his buddies and did very little work around the house.
That was going to change.

Obediently he leaned over the chair and gripped it tightly.
He could hear the sound of Sally's heels clicking as she paced up and down behind him.
"12 OF THE BEST!" she announced .
There was 'swoosh' and a 'thwop' and Ron felt a sharp sting in his rear.
The pain increased slowly and was really intense.
'SWOOSH!' 'WHACK!' "OOOW!"
The second stroke hurt just as much.

Sally then took Ron by surprise when she delivered the next six in rapid-fire volleys of 3 each .
He was in genuine distress now , moving from foot to foot and gripping the chair hard.
For final four she took her time , letting the sting of each stroke sink in before delivering another.
After 12 strokes , Ron's backside was adorned with angry criss cross lines of the cane.

Sally was quite pleased with herself. Her first attempt at caning had gone very well.
"You may rise." she said imperiously.
Ron was so sore he could barely stand.
His legs were shaking and his lip quivered.
"We will be working on a nice long 'honeydo' list for you dear....and you can expect a good caning if the list is not completed on time. Understood?"
Ron winced and massaged his behind , "Yes Ma'am. I'll do my fair share around the house from now on," he whimpered.

Sally scooped up the hairbrush and sat on the chair Ron had been bending over.
"Over you go!" she prompted , patting her bare and enticing lap again.
"AW NO! Not the hairbrush too Ma'am!" Ron pleaded.
Sally waved the brush at him menacingly , "Do as I say and do not give me attitude mister!" she scolded.
Ron shrugged his shoulders and stomped a foot in frustration , "But what am I getting the Hairbrush for?" he asked.
Sally grinned , "Just to let you know who's boss dear!"

Later that day , Sally sat on the deck , sipping a lemonade while Ron diligently pulled weeds from the flower bed.
"I think you missed a few over there dear!" she chirped.
The fact that Ron had to carry out the task he had neglected for weeks , totally naked , his red bottom glowing to his wife's delight made it more disconcerting for him.
"Ah Hun! Can't I at least put some pants on....somebody might see!" he reasoned.
Sally sipped her lemonade , dismissing her husband's request with a wave of her hand.
"You read the contract and signed it Ron , and this is a consequence for neglecting your chores!" she reminded him.
Ron sighed and busied himself in his task.
"Don't worry dear , after this you have the vacuuming to do , but at least that will be indoors!" Sally shouted.
Sally was really warming to this new arrangement , and Ron already had - in more ways than one!





Friday, September 29, 2017

CIRCUIT TRAINING - FM Spanking Cartoon

Disciplinary Wives know that there is no better way to 'whip' a husband into shape than circuit training.
By the time these naughty husbands have finished 3 rounds at 3 stations they will certainly be feeling it.
When these ladies say ' no pain- no gain ' they really mean it !



Monday, September 25, 2017

Corner Time! - FM Spanking Cartoon

Corner time does not mean his spanking is over.


Just like a good boxing match it only signifies  the end of the round .

There are 14 more rounds to go and she is relishing it way more than he is !

The only good news for him is that  he can stand instead of sit in his corner !

 In fact he won't be wanting to sit for quite some time by the time she's done.



Saturday, September 23, 2017

Classic Spanking Comics

A Gentleman could never spank a lady on her bare bottom until they are married.
She looks like she can't wait.

Is he making her burn the toast on purpose to find an  excuse to spank her. Won't be long until her buns are toasted too!



Another spoilt lady from the east gets what she deserves ...and missed terribly -a good old fashioned spanking!

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

A Cowboy Courts a City Girl - Part 2


If you missed the first instalment of the romance between our handsome Cowboy Clint and his City Girl 'Princess' Veronica , here is the link:

A Cowboy Courts a City Girl - Part 1



Clint winced and struggled to his feet , swatting  his cowboy hat against his jeans sending up clouds of dust.
His steel blue eyes glinted as he regarded the still bucking white mustang which had thrown him.
Almost as if it recognized victory , the magnificent animal paused , kicking dust with its front foot and returning Clint's stare.

A bit groggy and limping slightly , Clint cursed as he made his way out of the ring allowing the clown cowboys to chase the big mustang away from him.

Rodeo Doctor Sadie McIntyre stood behind the railing with her trademark grin to Greet Clint.
"You're gettin' soft Clint !Ever since you've been dating that City gal you don't look comfortable in the saddle!" she remarked.

Clint put both hands back to rub the seat of his dusty jeans.
If only the pretty Doctor knew just how sore the part of his anatomy which met the saddle really was!
He could still feel that uncomfortable scratchy burning in his backside left by his girlfriend Veronica's hairbrush that morning.

The comment he had made was crude and  meant as a joke, but Veronica did not take it that way.
Clint started his retraction and apology the moment he saw his new girlfriend reach for that dreaded hairbrush which always appeared to be close at hand.

"Please sweetie....it was a bad joke I know , but I didn't mean any harm. I"ll make it up to you tonight... I have a long day in the saddle today and...:", he reasoned with frustration , his palms instinctively moving to rub
his muscular buttocks in anticipation of the torture to come.

Veronica flung her head back dramatically  , rolled up a sleeve of her silk robe and tied her long mane into a pony tail.
She eyed her handsome  cowboy , standing before her wearing only a pair of tight denims , admiring his tanned and chiseled torso and tight backside.

With a grin she reached out and undid the big silver buckle on his belt.
Clint could not hide a growing erection which sprang out once his amused girlfriend had eased his tight jeans over his narrow hips.

"Oh my! My Cowboy is getting excited about getting his bare bottom spanked again!" Veronica laughed mockingly.
She knew she held  the balance of power and had Clint exactly where she wanted him....and right now she wanted him bare-assed over her lap.

It took only a moment for Veronica's wish to materialize and  Clint's cute milky white buttocks ,contrasting the swarthy tanned complexion of the rest of his body, were presented over her lap.

She could not resist giving those cheeks a few playful squeezes and  pats.
His hide was tough alright but her hairbrush would soon tenderize it.....and tenderize it she did!

Now hours later , Clint was still feeling the effects of the thorough thashing his girlfriend had lovingly administered. Spending the day bouncing around on  a hard leather saddle had been sheer agony.

Sadie waved a piece of paper at Clint to beckon him over to her , " Sorry Clint , but that was a nasty spill, and your 3rd one this week.You need to report to the clinic for a check over.....a full check over!" she smirked with a hint of glee.

Sadie had always had a crush on the handsome Clint , and he certainly found the attractive lady Doctor pleasing to the eye.
There had always been a romantic spark between the two of them .
Unlike Veronica , Sadie was one of those 'down home 'girls , with old fashioned values that Clint was so used to.
In fact Clint had been plucking up the courage to ask the gorgeous Doctor for a dinner date , that was until he met Veronica .
Clint knew his new girlfriend would not approve of him spending any time with Sadie , and he knew the consequences if he dared !

"Darn it Sadie I'm fine and don't have time for this!" Clint fumed , throwing his hat on the ground in frustration.
Doctor Sadie shrugged , "Sorry Clint but it's Rodeo rules . I gotta do my job so let's get you to the clinic and get this over with."

Clint glared back at Sadie , ".....and if I don't?" he challenged.
Sadie smiled and waved the paper again , " Then I don't sign this ....and you don't compete in the rodeo this weekend!" She responded.
Clint knew when he was beat and  angrily stormed past a gloating Sadie to the clinic.

"Get undressed Clint!" Sadie ordered , turning her back to allow him some modesty.
When she turned around ,Clint was stripped above the waist , his tanned , rippling muscles and toned six pack tapering perfectly to his tiny waist.

Sadie smiled and deliberately snapped the rubber glove on her hand,"I need you to remove those too Clint ..." the pretty doctor asked , pointing to Clint's tight denims.
Clint let out a sigh and proceeded to wiggle out of his jeans.
"Those too Clint!" Sadie added , pointing to Clint's tightie whities.

Clint blushed , " AW Doc....can't they stay on?" he pleaded.
Sadie tossed him a towel.
"Here! You can wrap this around you if you're that shy. I'm a Doctor Clint....I've seen it all before! "
Clint grinned , "You haven't seen this one before!" and he covered his front with the towel.

Sadie just shook her head , "OK take a seat on the table while I check you out for concussion."
She noticed Clint wince in pain as he sat.
"Hurting back there two are you Clint. I'll check that out next." Sadie said , shining a light into his eyes.

Clint put both hands up in a state of panic , "No don't...it's fine back there Doc....just the usual bumps and scrapes...." he reasoned.
Sadie paused and looked at Clint , "Don't be silly Clint ,the way you're squirming around there you can barely sit ..... I'd best check it out. Din't be shy...I've seen your bare butt before Clint if you remember!" Sadie teased.

Clint cleared his throat nervously , "Oh Yea. ..I remember....that time I landed butt first on a cactus!" he laughed nervously.
Sadie stepped back and  chuckled ,"It took a while but I must say I enjoyed plucking those quills out of that cute rear end of yours Clint!" she purred , before catching herself and returning to business.

"Good news! No issues with your top end Clint....shall we have a look at the other end now? Turn around and bend over the table please." Sadie ordered firmly , but with an impish grin.

Clint was genuinely worried now that his secret that  Veronica  spanked him was about to become known.
"Really Doc....it's nothing .....why don't you move on and get this finished." he proposed nervously.

The lady Doctor raised a brow , "Do as I say Clint...now drop the towel and let me have a look will you?" she said impatiently.
With that , she ripped the towel from his grasp , forcing Clint to drop both hands to cover his private area from her view.
"Now turn around will you!" she ordered with both hands on her hips showing she was serious.

Clint's shoulders sagged and he reluctantly turned to face away from his examiner.
"That's better ....now lean forward so I.......HOLY COW!" Sadie exclaimed.
Clint waited for her reaction which was to burst into a bout of uncontrollable girlish laughter.
It took Sadie a few moments to regather her composure and remain professional.

"Clint! Those marks didn't come from riding ...I'd say somebody gave your backside one heck of a spanking!" she declared.

Clint turned his head to face her.
"You can't tell anyone about this Doc!" he pleaded anxiously.
"Of course not....Doctor /Patient confidentiality prevails......but do you mind explaining?" Sadie reassured him , trying not to laugh.
Clint's face was glowing red now , "It was Veronica...with that darn hairbrush of hers....she really let me have it....that thing hurts like heck!" he confessed.

Sadie could not help smiling, "Veronica spanked you? With a Hairbrush?" she clarified with astonishment.
Clint nodded a silent , embarrassed response.

Sadie tried to picture the big Cowboy draped over the petite Veronica's lap having that cute , bare bottom of his thoroughly spanked , "Back home it's the little ladies who get spanked...not the cowboys!" she mused cheekily.
The sight of Clint's desirable rear end was turning her on tremendously , so she had to force herself to remain professional .

"Well that little lady of your sure tanned your butt good Clint! It's marked up pretty good ....I'd best take care of that for you." she said , reaching into her medicine cabinet.
Clint straightened up and reached to restore his pants , "Its OK Doc.....I'll be fine..." he said .
Sadie shoved him back into place , "You'll stay put while I do my job Cowboy!" she told him firmly.
Clint let out a sigh and leaned over again.

The combination of Sadie's smooth hands and the cooling cream she applied to his damaged appendage stirred Clint.
His growing erection did not escape the keen attention of the lady Doctor.
She allowed her skilled fingers to give Clint's muscular cheeks a little squeeze between the sensual massage she was teasingly applying , allowing her fingers  to venture closer to Clint's throbbing erection.

Clint gasped and tried his best to remain in control but found it difficult.
To his relief ....and regret , Sadie finished up , "OK that should help , use a cold compress or an ice pack when you get home..." she advised .

Sadie could not resist giving Clint's firm backside  a playful smack , making him turn his head to face her.
"Why you little...." Clint began and paused when their eyes locked .
Sadie moved closer to him ,,"Whatcha gonna do Cowboy? Put me across your knee and spank me?" she purred , her lips pouting.

Their bodies touched and Sadie reached down to caress Clint's throbbing shaft.
"I never spanked a doctor before......" Clint replied.
Feeling suddenly  uncomfortable , Sadie released her grip  and stepped back , " Best get those pants back on before we both  do something we will  regret...." she said reluctantly .
Clint gazed at her with disappointment , his erection  still burgeoning , and pulled up his jeans.

"Will I see you at the barn dance on Saturday Doc?" Clint asked as he left.
"For sure! I'll save a dance for you .....that is if Veronica allows you....I don't want you to get another spanking!" Sadie chuckled , making Clint blush again.

Clint's eyes widened with surprise when he found Veronica waiting for him outside the clinic.
She looked very out of place in her expensive dress ,  extravagant hat ,  heels and make up.

"You poor darling.....they told me you had a bad fall.....are you ok?' she gushed , rushing to his arms.
Clint pulled her close , "It was nothing my darlin' .....but the Doc here had to check on me just in case." he explained .
Sadie grinned and held out a hand to Veronica, "Dr. McIntyre.....you must be Veronica."

Veronica eyed Sadie warily , "You're the Doctor?" she asked with surprise , turning to Clint she asked sternly, "She examined you?"
Clint raised his shoulders to placate his girlfriend , "It's her job darlin'...'" he explained.
Veronica composed herself , "Well as long as you'r e alright sweetie." she replied sweetly , "I need you in one piece and undamaged..."

Sadie leaned on the door frame with arms folded , making no attempt to hide her dislike for the other woman.
Sparks of a different kind were flying between the two rivals.

"Don't worry I'm perfectly qualified Miss....and apart from being a bit tender he's just fine!"Sadie seethed.
Veronica looked up at Clint with concern , "That fall must have hurt you sweetie.Are you sore?" she cooed.
"He's not sore from the fall.... but his butt is going to be sore for a while because of your hairbrush!" Sadie blurted.
Clint cast Sadie a scornful glare and his face flushed red.

Veronica flicked her head back proudly and laughed heartily , "So now you know how I keep my naughty Cowboy in line! Yes I blistered his bottom quite nicely this morning......I'm sorry it's so hard for you to sit on that hard saddle sweetie....but it's all your own fault!" she feigned sympathy , looking up at Clint who was anxious to leave and steered Veronica to the exit.

"We really must go ....it ws nice meeting you Doctor!" Veronica said haughtily.
"I'll see you two at the barn dance Saturday!"Sadie chirped.
The other lady's eyes grew as wide as saucers and she glared angrily at Clint, "A barn dance? Why didn't you tell me about this Clint ? I need to go shopping for something to wear!" she exclaimed.

Poor Clint was becoming more uncomfortable by the second , "Sorry darlin' ....I meant to tell you but..."
Veronica stopped him before he could finish , "I'll deal with your forgetfulness later Clint , but now you have to take me shopping!" she lectured with a wagging finger.

Sadie shook her head and laughed as she watched the couple leave , with Veronica still scolding poor Clint who responded only with the occasional 'Yes Ma'am!'
"If I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe it !" she said to herself.

It took the rest of Clint's afternoon to chauffeur his spoilt girlfriend to every Western store in town before Veronica completed the purchases she desired to wear to the Rodeo Barn Dance.

It was a frustrating experience for Clint , as Veronica tried on outfit after outfit and publicly scolded him for his lack of patience.
The trip  also made a devastating impact on his credit card , and Veronica did not appreciate his comment that her designer jeans had cost him more than a new saddle.

On the bright side , Veronica did look stunning in her new outfit , tight jeans , shirt ,  and western boots.
"How do I look Clint ?' she asked , twirling back and forth as she studied herself in the mirror.
Clint loved the way the jeans hugged his girlfriend's shapely bottom and could not wait to see her cute little fanny wriggling out of them.
He could not resist giving that bottom a playful swat.
"Ouch ! How dare you Clint! I'll make you pay for that..." she squealed indignantly.
Clint responded by scooping her up in his arms , "It'll be worth it!" he cackled and carried her off to the bedroom.

Clint stepped out of the shower  and reached for a towel.
"Looking for this Cowboy ?" Veronica asked , standing at the bathroom door dressed in one of Clint's plaid shirts and holding a towel in one hand.
In her other hand she held that dreaded hairbrush.
"Nnoo Veronica ....please....not another spanking....you heard the Doc....my butt is still sore from the whuppin' you gave me this morning!" he pleaded.

Veronica smiled , clearly enjoying the power she had over her man.
"I really didn't like your attitude while we were shopping today sweetie ....and there is the little matter about not telling me about the dance......and of course ,your shenanigans with that lady Doctor!"

Clint put up both palms in defence , "There was nothing going on with Dr McIntyre sweetie ....honest Veronica....and I was planning on telling you about the dance but....." he stammered.

His girlfriend was already seated on that big green chair , patting her shapely lap.
Her legs opened slightly , giving him a glimpse of the glistening triangle within.
"You know you deserve this Clint.....over you go." she ordered.
Clint wanted to resist but found himself drawn to that smooth , delectable lap of hers.
Seconds later he was once again lying across it waiting for the brush to fall.


Clint's backside was still very tender when he and Veronica arrived at the big Rodeo barn dance the next evening.
It was worth it though , as the dazzling Veronica turned heads as she clung to his arm.

"Don't forget to save me a dance Clint." Sadie said when she approached the pair.
Instinctively , Clint looked at his girlfriend before responding.
"I'll make sure he doesn't forget Doctor." Veronica replied.
The  tension between the two women was obvious.
"Why don't you two chat while I get us some drinks ..." Clint offered , trying to calm the situation.

But once Clint was gone , the claws really came out.
"You can have one dance with Clint but you'd best keep your hands off him !" Veronica snarled.
Sadie did not back down , ".....and what if I don't ? Are you going to put me over your knee and spank me like you do to Clint?"
"Maybe I will!" Veronica spat.
"I'd like to see you try!" Sadie replied.
Clint returned just before the conversation became too heated and the ladies concealed their spat sith gleaming smiles.
"It's nice to see you two are getting along." he grinned nervously.

For the remainder of the evening , Veronica made a point of making sure Clint was 'her' property , giving him a stern glare if he even thought about dancing or speaking with another girl.

As the evening wound down , Sadie made her move , literally stealing Clint from his girlfriend's clutches and steering him onto the dance floor.
She made sure to keep him there for three or four dances , until a slow dance was played.

Sadie nestled close to Clint as Veronica steamed on the sidelines.
Clint reciprocated , pulling Sadie close and putting his cheek against hers.

In a risque move to provoke Veronica , Sadie's hands slid slowly down Clint's waist and clasped his cheeks , making him wince.
"Careful Doc.....I'm still pretty tender back there...." he grinned.

Sadie raised an indignant brow , "Did she spank you again?"
Clint nodded and continued to waltz , "I had it coming for not telling her about the dance.....and she's pretty jealous about you...."
Sadie smiled impishly , ".....and so she should be..."
When the dance ended , Sadie rose up on her toes and planted a lingering kiss on Clint's lips and glared defiantly over at Veronica.
The war had begun!

 Clint exited the dance floor and looked around for Veronica but she was nowhere to be seen so Clint settled down at the bar to share a drink with some of his rodeo compatriots.

His beer had barely touched his lips when a commotion was heard from the other side of the hall.
Clint thought nothing of it until a young cowboy came running up to him.
"Ya gotta come quickly Clint! Doc McIntyre and your girlfriend are having one heck of a fight over there. We tried to break it up but they're both crazy!"

Clint made his way through the swelling crowd of onlookers and sure enough , there was Veronica and Sadie wrestling on the floor , kicking ,scratching and pulling hair.
It was a grade A Cat-fight alright and Clint had to break it up.

Warily he circled the two women who were beginning to tire from all their exertions.
Clint seized a moment to step in and seize both ladies by the scruff of the neck and scoop them off the floor.

Clint looked over at the Hotel Manager who was looking on anxiously.
"Is there somewhere private I can take these two ladies to let them cool off?" Clint asked.
The Manager gratefully opened the door to a nearby storage room .
By this time Clint had a kicking, screaming wildcat under each arm and carried them into the room.

Dispatching the pair unceremoniously on their backsides, Clint locked the door.
The two women had never seen Clint so angry before. He clearly meant business.

Taking each of them by the arm , he dispatched them in opposition corners.
The two women were out of breath and breathing heavily.
Luckily , neither of the combatants had any major injuries other than messed up hair and torn shirts.

Clint stood with hands on hips and addressed the pair who were beginning to show signs of contrition.
"I can't believe two smart, beautiful women like you could act so immaturely!"he scolded.
With no defence , the two ladies stood looking at the floor like two naughty schoolgirls as Clint roasted their ears.

"But she started it Clint...." Veronica raged , pointing an accusing finger at Sadie, "She deliberately started smooching with you just to provoke me!"
"Don't be ridiculous.....you're the one who came into the ladies room hankering for a fight!" Sadie responded.
The room exploded into a loud cacophony of shrieks and squeals as the two ladies berated each other.

As they did , Clint calmly unbuckled his belt and slowly removed it from his jeans.
The noise from the two women deminished when they saw him wrap the leather belt around his hand.

"Wh..what did you take your belt off for Clint?" Veronica stammered.
Sadie's eyes widened , "You wouldn't dare Clint!" she gasped.
"What you two need is a good old fashioned lickin' and that's exactly what I'm gonna give you....Sadie you're first!" Clint announced.

While Sadie recognized Clint's intentions , Veronica was apparently still naive to old fashioned discipline methods.

She stared at the belt with sheer terror in her eyes.
"You don't mean to....No Clint.....you wouldn't..."she pleaded , her haughty self assurance fading fast.
"Stay in the corner while I deal with Sadie !"Clint ordered and gripped Sadie by the wrist.

Rather than follow her boyfriend's instructions , Veronica chose to run for the door and bang her fists against it.
"Help! Please help! We're being assaulted.Call the Police!" she wailed.

Outside , the crowd who had gathered to hear the action just laughed and bellowed.

Knowing his girlfriend was going nowhere , Clint returned his attention to Sadie.
Taking a seat on a big trunk , Clint unbuckled the pretty Doctor's western belt.
"AW NO! Not pants down Clint!" she protested.
"I said an old fashioned lickin ' and that's what your gettin' " Clint replied , peeling the tight denim over the curves of Sadie's hips.

Resigned to her fate,  Sadie wiggled her hips to allow Clint to ease her jeans down below her knees.
She wore only a tiny pair of lace bikini panties and wondered if Clint was going to lower those too.

A part of her hoped he would , but Clint the gentleman , decided the tiny garment could remain in place. They were unlikely to provide any protection from the harshness of his belt anyway.
He tipped Sadie over his strong lap and adjusted her position to his liking  , both legs in the air .
Sadie clasped onto Clint's leg for balance.
Her skimpy undergarments left her shapely cheeks exposed and Clint took a moment to drink in the sight.

Giving up on her escape plan, Veronica found herself transfixed on the scene developing before her.
Part of her was looking forward to watching her rival have her bottom warmed , she did feel some sympathy.
She still held out hope that she could somehow convince Clint to spare her own bottom the strap.

Clint raised the strap and brought it down with a 'CRACK!' against Sadie's bottom.
Her cheeks rippled with the impact and she let out a loud "OOOW! ".
An angry red band immediately appeared on her skin where the leather landed.

Veronica's Jaw dropped at the sight of her boyfriend thoroughly thrashing the Doctor's bottom.
Sadie kicked and squealed to no avail as the leather snapped against her cheeks again and again.

"Please stop Clint!I'm sorry....really sorry !" she wailed , tears welling in her eyes.
Clint delivered a final trio of hard licks and decided the good Doctor had enough -for now!

Compassionately he helped Sadie to her feet and watched her perform a very cute spanking dance , clutching her cheeks and frantically hopping up and down before he dispatched her nose first into the corner.

Clint rose and approached his stunned and frightened girlfriend.
"Your turn Veronica.  Come here and get your medicine!" he ordered firmly.

Veronica continued to back away but there was nowhere to go.
Clint took hold of her wrist.
Pouting her full lips , she looked up at Clint.
"Please Clint don't do this...I'll make it up to you..." she pleaded , digging in her heels.

Her boyfriend scooped her up ,  tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"You big brute....put me down this instant....you can't do this to me!" she squealed , pounding her tiny fists against her boyfriend's brawny back.
Clint grinned , "Just watch me!"
He was going to enjoy this.

After dispatching his wriggling girlfriend over his lap , Clint set about undoing her belt and downing her skin tight designer jeans
It wasn't easy but despite her resistance those jeans came down.

Veronica's undies were even skimpier than Sadie's.
Nothing more than a small triangle of pink material.
"Your ass sure does look cute !" Clint chuckled to himself , leaving her panties intact.

A series of blood curdling howls filled the room and startled the eavesdroppers outside as Clint wailed away at Veronica's virgin posterior with the leather.
Her cheeks were soon a mosaic of colours  and textures from the strap.

Unlike Sadie , this was the first time this part of Veronica's anatomy had been punished ...
and it showed.
Mascara streamed down her face and she begged Clint to stop.
"Please stop Clint! I'm sorry....I promise to be good !" she wailed.
Clint paused and delivered another three purposeful licks to end his girlfriend's lesson.

Helping her unsteadily to her feet , Veronica melted into his arms.
"Nobody has ever done that to me before.....I suppose I had it coming?" she cooed through gritted teeth.
Then suddenly realizing that her rear end was on fire she began hopping around the room in a similar fashion to Sadie until Clint steered her into the opposite corner.

"I hope you two have learned your lesson.I'll give you a few minutes to clean up and compose yourselves before you come back to the dance.....and I expect you to behave!" Clint scolded.
For a few uncomfortable moments , the two ladies remained in their corners , carefully rubbing their scorched bottoms.
Veronica peered over her shoulder to assess the damage, "Oh my poor bottom .....it feels like it's so red...it's on fire.." she whined.

Sadie was carefully examining her own bottom and glanced over at her rival.
"That strap tends to have a lasting effect , I have some cold cream in my bag  that will sooth the burning . Why don't we meet in the ladies bathroom and I can let you have some? she asked uncertainly.

The thought of receiving assistance from her rival did not appeal to Veronica's pride at first , but her bottom was so sore she had to relent.
"Thanks Doctor .....I'm sure your bottom needs it as much as mine !" she replied with a grin,
Sadie chuckled , "It sure does.....and you can call me Sadie!"

With some difficulty , the pair managed to squeeze their swollen rears back into their tight jeans and walk rather stiffly out of the room.
Outside a crowd of cowboys and cowgirls were waiting to teased and torment them.
"What's wrong Doc.......is your butt sore from that spanking?" they cackled and clapped as the two ladies gamely endured their gauntlet until Clint came to their rescue.
"Leave the ladies alone !" he scowled angrily , dispersing the crowd quickly.

"I thought you gals might need this...." Clint grinned producing a tube of cooling cream from behind his back , ".....it worked for me so why don't we go back in that room and I can put it on those sore bottoms?"
The two ladies giggled girlishly ....and followed Clint into the room.