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Sunday, September 30, 2018

Sibling Rivalry - Part 2 - FM Spanking Story

Bill sat nervously on the bed waiting for Lynn to join him.
He was pleasantly surprised , thinking she would want to rest after her long journey from Arizona , but if she missed him that much he was more than willing to oblige her.
After a few minutes he could hear the sound of heels clicking on the wooden stairs before and when his wife entered the bedroom she was still holding the big bath brush sent to her from Arizona by her brother's girlfriend Lucie.

Standing at the doorway in a wide-legged pose similar to Wonder Woman , Bill could not believe how lucky he was to be married to such an eye-catching beauty.
Lynn continued to tap the back of the brush against her palm , louder this time , making an audible slap each time.

Her husband recognized the stern expression and immediately went into defensive mode , "Is there something wrong ? Did I upset you Sweetie ?" he asked in a high pitched tone.
Lynn's jaw tightened , "You do recall our telephone call a couple of nights ago don't you?" she asked tersely.

"Why yes...of course I do sweetie..." Bill stammered, trying to avoid eye contact with his wife and that big brush,  and fidgeted nervously with the bed sheet.
"Then you must recall the abrupt and rude tone you used?" Lynn reminded him.
Bill's face flushed and he shifted nervously on the bed , "Well...I mean...yes....I guess so...but I was watching the game with the guys and...."
".....and watching a silly game with your buddies was more important than talking with your Wife?" Lynn challenged.

Raising a palm to placate his wife , Bill quickly replied , "No honey...but it was..."
Lynn interrupted him before he could finish , "....and what about the household chores....look at the state of that bed you're sitting on! When was the last time you made it up?" she asked.
Bill could only reply with a feeble , " Er....uhm...well I....I like it this way?"
"....and the sink is piled high with dirty dishes....and I seriously doubt if the vacuum has been used?" Lynn continued , this time waving the big brush in his face menacingly.
Rather than respond , Bill chose to bow his head and study the floor , "Sorry...." he mumbled

"Oh you're gonna be sorry alright !" Lynn replied , and by the time Bill looked up , Lynn was rolling up the sleeve of her right arm.
"Wh...wha....what are you doing sweetie?" he asked nervously.
"Something I should have done Years ago!" Lynn replied boldly.
"Go fetch one of the armless chairs from the dining room and bring it up here!" she ordered , producing another puzzled look from Bill.

"A dining room chair? In the bedroom? What for?" he asked.
"You'll find out soon enough do as I say!" Lynn barked.
Moments later Bill returned with the straight backed chair, "Where shall I put it honey?" he asked meekly in an attempt to please her.
Lynn used the brush to point to the centre of the room , "Right there will do just fine for now." she said.

Still blissfully unaware of his wife's intentions , Bill asked , "If you would like a chair for the bedroom I could buy you a nice accent chair..." he offered.
Lynn shook her head , "No this one will be just fine , and from now on , it will be getting a lot more use up here than in the dining room!" she announced before sitting down on the chair and crossing her long legs.
Her skirt rose up just enough to reveal the tops of her black stockings and a glimpse of milky white thigh.
Despite his state of confusion , Bill felt an erection slowly growing at the sight.

Placing the bath brush on her lap , Lynn  sat back and folded her arms,
"COME HERE!" she ordered imperiously.
Bill shuffled forward to stand in front of his wife ,and gasped when she began undoing the buckle of his jeans.
A smile of relief played on Bill's face , "If that's all you wanted honey you just had to tell me..." he said.
Lynn looked up at him with a scowl and yanked his pants and underwear down to his ankles , releasing a burgeoning erection.
Ignoring the wobbling shaft and sticking to her task , Lynn scooped up the bath brush and patted her lap , "Get Over my lap!" she commanded tersely. 
Her husband's jaw dropped , "WHAT?" he gasped,

Lynn looked up at him earnestly , " You heard me! Get Over my are going to get the spanking of your life mister.... and then you will be giving this house a thorough cleaning inside and out.....and  I'm afraid you're going to be much too busy to go out with your buddies tomorrow....anyway your backside is going to be way to sore to sit at the bar!" she lectured , that impish smile playing on her pretty face again.

Bill stood frozen , his erection slowly waning , "A spanking? You can't be serious Lynn?" he argued.
Without replying Lynn took his arm , guiding him forward until he willingly draped himself over her inviting lap.
Placing both hands on the floor to steady himself , Bill turned his head to pout boyishly at his wife , "Please Lynn....not too hard....I have meetings all day tomorrow..." he pleaded.

Lynn regarded him imperiously , "Sorry dear but this spanking IS going to be hard...VERY HARD!
I am going to blister your behind until you can't sit , so you will have a very uncomfortable day tomorrow I'm afraid."

Bill groaned and responded by putting his head lower to the ground as Lynn adjusted his bare backside to her specifications.
She loved how his cute Lily white , muscular cheeks tensed in anticipation when she teasingly caressed them with the back of the brush.
They would not be lily white again for quite a while.
Then she raised her arm and began.......

An hour or so later , Lynn was relaxing at the kitchen table , nursing a red wine and giggling on the phone like a schoolgirl.
The sight of her strong husband standing at the sink wearing only one of her kitchen aprons , his blazing red backside open for all to see was both satisfying and amusing.
"Did you get it Lucie ?" she chuckled after sending her new best friend a picture of her husband in the humiliating pose.
Lucie giggled , "WOW! Nice job girlfriend look at this!"
Lynn gasped when her phone showed a picture of her brother Clint standing at the sink in a similar attire to Bill and with a bottom just as red.
"I always keep this one on my's so cute....and if Clint dares to get out of line I tell him I can show it to his buddies....that shut's him up fast !" Lucie told her.
Lynn laughed , "Good idea Lucie.....I'll make sure I keep this one handy to get Bill to shape up!"
"Gotta go... but I'm looking forward to visiting you guys for Thanksgiving!"Lucie chirped.
"Don't forget your bath brush!" Lynn reminded her.
"I never leave home without it!" Lucie assured her.

Friday, September 28, 2018

Sibling Rivalry - FM Spanking story

"I must say Lucie that I am really impressed at how you've been able to turn my little hellion of a brother into a real Gentleman.You really must tell me how you did it."Clint's sister Lynn asked.

Clint's eyes widened and he looked warily at his girlfriend while she pondered a response.
Lucie felt a real sisterly affinity with her boyfriend's sister and was tempted to share that her method of keeping Clint in line was giving him a good old fashioned spanking when he needed it!

However , the pleading look in Clint's eyes persuaded her to spare his blushes....for now.
"Oh I have my ways....don't I Clint darling?" she replied with a glint in her eye.
Rather than change the subject as Clint hoped , his girlfriend's answer served to peak Lynn's interest further.
"What sort of ways? Tell me Lucie..." she pressed.

"That's really not your business Lynn!" an irritated Clint interjected.
"Maybe not brother but it sure would be interesting to know!" Lynn replied boldly.
Lynn had always been able to push the right buttons to get her younger brother angry and he always took the bait. Years  later  things had not changed.
"My,my...What is my kid brother so worried about? It's pretty clear that Lucie wears the pants in this house!" She teased with a girlish giggle that Lucie joined.

"I told you to mind your F#%&ing business Lynn!" Clint blurted , his face reddened with rage.
He immediately regretted his vulgar outburst when he saw Lucie's jaw drop.
"CLINT!",she gasped in disbelief , "How dare you speak to your sister like that.....and at my dinner table!"
Lynn had done it again and put a hand to her face to hide her gloating smile.

"It's ok Lucie....just a bit of sibling rivalry.When we were kids , Clint was always getting himself in trouble with Mom by losing his temper like that!"Lynn said.

Clint raised his hands to placate his livid girlfriend , "I'm sorry Lucie....I didn't mean Lynn said....It's just a sibling rivalry thing we've always done....isn't that so Lynn?"he offered ,hoping his big sister would help him dig his way out of the hole.

"True....but that didn't stop Mom marching you out to the woodshed and taking the razor strap to your bare behind did it?"Lynn teased.

Lucie giggled while Clint squirmed uncomfortably , "You never told me your Mother spanked you Clint ! You'll have to tell me more Lynn..."
Lynn was more than pleased to add to her brother's embarrassment.
"All my brother's got their bare bottoms warmed by Mom when they needed it.....and they needed it a lot.....especially Clint with that temper of his. Usually she would take them to the woodshed where the strap was ,but sometimes the would take them over her lap and spank them with a big wooden hairbrush. My sister Clare and I loved to watch Mom spank our brother's....and they hated having to drop their pants and go over Mom's lap.Boy did she wallop their backsides good with that brush! Then they had to sit down at the table for dinner...well lets say they tried to sit....boy did they squirm!"she mused with a chortle.

Lucie laughed too before looking earnestly at her silently contrite boyfriend.
"OK Clint.You know what happens when you behave like that so go wait for me in the bedroom."she declared firmly.
Clint's jaw dropped, "WHAT?....NOW?...With Lynn here?"

His girlfriend was in no mood for clemency and Lynn cackled loudly when Lucie took a firm grip of Clint's ear producing a girlish yelp from him.
"Yes NOW Clint.... Lynn is going to find out first hand exactly how I keep you in line....NOW MARCH!" Lucie scolded.

Resigned to his fate now,Clint scurried off to the apparent sanctuary of the bedroom to await his fate.
Meanwhile,  Lynn was struggling to take in the sudden turn of events , "Are you really going to give him a....."
"A Spanking? You're darn right I am.I've been paddling his backside since our first date and I don't intend to stop now!
Excuse me Lynn, this won't take long, but I warn will get very noisy!" Lucie said , rising from her seat.
As Lucie entered the bedroom she left the door ajar just enough for a curious pair of eyes to get a good view , and gave Lynn a sisterly wink.

For a few moments ,Lynn sat fidgeting with her coffee cup until the engagement in the other room commenced.
Lucie started in on her hapless kid brother with a lengthy ,scathing lecture that must have pricked his ears back. Occasionally there was a mumbled 'Sorry ' or 'Yes Ma'am from Clint but the exchange was primarily one sided.

A loud "Get Over Here Clint!" From the diminutive Lucie indicated some stubborn resistance from her boyfriend and persuaded the older lady to walk quietly to the bedroom door for a peek.
Lucy was still scolding  her man incessantoy as the sat comfortably on a large ottoman undoing his belt buckle.
With an unceremonious yank ,she downed his tight jeans to his knees.
Lynn noticed Clint was actually quite excited by his girlfriend's actions ,his erection springing out when his underwear was skinned down to join his jeans.

Lucie leaned back and scooped up a large ,wooden bath brush she had placed beside her.
Even Lynn gasped at the awesome implement.It certainly trumped her Mom's hairbrush .....and that was saying something. This was going to hurt!

"Over you go!" Lucie barked , patting her lap , and Clint dutifully complied.
"I am going to blister your bottom but good mister! Then you are going in there to apolgize to Lynn....understood!" she scolded.
"YES MA'AM!" Clint hollered in response.

Then Lucie began the hardest , most intense spanking Lynn had ever witnessed.
She watched in awe as Lucie's brush turned her brother's muscular cheeks from Lily white to a blazing red.
Clint did his best to remain stoic,  especially with his big sister listening , but could not last long .
Soon he was hollering and bawling like a kid while squirming and kicking his legs wildly.
Lucie ignored all this and relentlessly continued his spanking without missing a beat.
It wasn't long until Clint resorted to pleading , asking his girlfriend to stop  and telling her how much it hurt but Lucie continued whaling away at her target.
By the time Lucie did stop , Clint's rear end was a mass of colours of every hue.

Lucie took a moment to catch  her breath before leaning back and allowing Clint to slide off her lap.
He immediately flung both hands back to comfort his burning cheeks as he stumbled to his feet.

Lynn chuckled as Clint danced and hopped  around rubbing his backside while Lucie nonchalantly rose from her seat and smoothed out her clothes.
Then she took her humbled boyfriend by the ear and led him into the corner.
"Hands on your head and stay there until I tell you to come out!" Lucie barked.

Lynn had returned to her place at the kitchen
table by the time a glowing and contented Lucie returned.
"I wouldn't have believed that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes!" Lynn exclaimed.
Lucie grinned,"Men just never learn do they? A good spanking is all they understand and , believe me , it works Lynn!" she replied proudly.
" I'll say! I can't wait to try it on Bill when I get back to Boston..." the other woman remarked excitedly.

The two ladies chatted while enjoying dessert while poor Clint stood trembling with his nose still in the corner of the bedroom.
"I suppose it's time to let our naughty boy join us..." Lucie announced , and moments later one very contrite cowboy trundled into the room.
Fighting a strong desire to rub his backside he walked stiffly to his sister.
His face was still flushed red and his hair tousled,  "I'm really sorry for being rude to you Lynn....I apologize." he said softly.
Lynn smiled back with a hint of empathy ,"Why don't you sit down and I'll fetch you some dessert." she said.
"I think he'd rather you fetched him a pillow to sit on!" Lucie joked and Clint forced a smile.

The two ladies could not resist teasing him as Clint grimaced and  painfully lowered himself onto the hard chair.
"You're sitting ....or trying to sit....just like you did after Mom spanked you Clint !" Lynn chuckled

Later that week when Lynn arrived home , her husband handed her a package , "This arrived for you today by courier Honey....looks like it's from Arizona."Bill said.

Lynn grinned impishly and eagerly ripped the box open.
"A bath brush!" her husband remarked .
His wife's grin broadened when she read the note inside:
' Thought you might need this .Enjoy! , love Lucie'.

Lynn examined the gift and tapped the hard back against her palm , "How thoughtful of Lucie....I think I'll use it now."
"I'll run you a bath after I drop your bags in the bedroom." Bill offered.
Still tapping the brush , Lynn looked up at him , "There'll be no need to run a bath for me darling." she replied.
"Oh! Are you taking a shower?" Bill asked.
"No." Lynn replied , tapping the brush harder now.
Her husband's brow furrowed , "But I thought you said you wanted to use your bath brush now...." he asked.
"Oh I intend to use it my I want you to wait for me in the bedroom....I'll be right up!"she said firmly enough to be an order rather than a request.
"OK Sweetie." Bill shrugged naively ,turning to carry the bags upstairs , blissfully unaware of what his wife had in store for him.
As he ascended the stairs , his wife eyed her husband's cute , denim encased butt as he ascended the stairs.
She was going to enjoy this !

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Debbie's Tawse - FM Spanking Story

Nigel cried out for mercy as his girlfriend Debbie laid the two-tailed tawse to his bare backside.
Debbie loved using the tawse on Nigel's muscular but cute fact she loved spanking his bottom with any implement.

For his part , Nigel hated the sight of that darn Scottish tawse hurt like heck.
Debbie reserved it for occasions when her boyfriend was particularly naughty....and this was one of them.

While she loved the act of taking her naughty boy across her knee for a good spanking , the tawse called for a different technique and positioning.
For this , the stark naked Nigel had to stand , legs apart and place both hands on the wall as Debbie really wound up and snapped the leather across his rear end with full force.
It usually didn't take too many strokes until Nigel was wailing , pleading and struggling to stay in place.

Although he told Debbie he hated being spanked , it did not escape her attention that , once he was naked , he seemed to be quite excited about the event.
There was no way he was going to be able to hide a stiff erection of that proportion.
Debbie thought it was cute and enjoyed teasing him about it and sometimes caressing it in her hands.

This strapping was just getting into double figures when it happened.
With all his squirming and moving around , stroke number 14 ended up wrapping around his right flank and hip , producing a blood curdling yell from Nigel who instinctively flung his left hand back to protect his rearguard from a repeat assault.

Debbie paused and glared at him.
She didn't need to say anything as her boyfriend knew immediately he had broken one of her cardinal rules.
"How dare you challenge my authority by putting your hand back!" she scolded.
"...bbbut Deb....that one was off target and really hurt!" Nigel protested.
Debbie gritted her teeth , "No know what happens when you do that!"she warned.

Nigel knew very well and pleaded for leniency.
Debbie gave him none.
"A full dozen on each hand and then over the couch for a dozen on the back of your legs!" she announced.
Nigel turned around , his shoulders slumping , "Please Debbie..." he whined , but seconds later straightened his posture and reached out his right hand , palm up.
Raising the strap above her head , Debbie brought it down 12 times as Nigel danced from foot to foot and whined throughout.
She permitted him a moment to shake his hand wildly and continue hopping in an apparent effort to cool it down before gesturing for him to present his left palm.
12 stinging whacks later , poor Nigel was running on the spot and waving both hands wildly.

"Over the couch!" Debbie ordered.
She found the sight of her burley boyfriend , prancing over to the couch with both palms under his armpits now , quite amusing.
Nigel draped himself over the back of the big couch , his elbows on the cushions and his toes barely touching the floor.
His vulnerable position placed him perfectly to receive Debbie's strap in that sensitive area between his buttocks and the tops of his thighs.

Debbie's aim was true and she landed a full dozen punishing licks right on target where her boyfriend would be feeling it afterwards for the next few days.
Nigel howled and wailed at the top of his lungs before he was unceremoniously dispatched back to the wall , his face red and tear stained , hands stinging and his entire rear on fire.
Debbie was far from finished with him yet.

She continued his strapping as if she was never interrupted leaving angry red welts across her boyfriends backside that would linger for days.
"If only you weren't such a naughty boy I wouldn't have to do this Sweetheart!" she sighed with just a hint of compassion.
"I know Honey. Don'y worry I'll be good from now on!" Nigel sobbed , bracing himself against the wall.
Debbie smiled and shook her head , "I doubt that!" she mused to herself....

Monday, September 24, 2018

Earning Their Stripes - FM Spanking Cartoon

These two scheming Husbands have gotten themselves into some trouble and are busy hatching a plan to make sure their wives do not find out what they've been up to.
Unfortunately its too late , as not only have their wives discovered what they are up to , but are ready to dish out some well deserved punishment.
Deceit is a serious offence and calls for a dose of the cane applied to their bare backsides.
Afterwards the wives admire their handiwork ,and these two husbands will be wearing stripes on their behinds for the rest of the week.....quite a satisfying sight for their wives each time they see them!

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Anniversary Celebration - FM Spanking Cartoon

Being happily married for 10 years is something to celebrate.
A weekend at a 5 star hotel , flowers , lingerie .....and a nice new leather strap!
It appears she is enjoying this anniversary way more than he is......and she still hasn't opened the best gift - a nice big antique hairbrush !

Sunday, September 16, 2018

Overheard Punishment - FM Spanking Story

"But Kate.....Alan and Jess are in the kitchen...they'll hear! I'm sorry....I should have listened to you but I...." Eric pleaded as his wife reached into her dresser and scooped out the big paddle.
Kate examined the paddle before turning to face her husband , "......but you didn't think I would paddle you with our friends still here? Well it appears you were wrong my dear! You behaved like a fool , disobeyed me and then defied me in front of them so they can listen to you getting your bare behind paddled. Now drop those pants and bend over the  chair!" she scolded.

Eric let out an exaggerated sigh , slumped his shoulders and began undoing his pants as his wife swung the paddle through the air making an ominous hissing sound as air escaped through the holes in it.
His pants at his knees , Eric draped himself over the big chair in a familiar position and waited for his wife to begin.
Out of her husband's view , Kate eyed his muscular backside with an impish grin before unceremoniously whisking his boxers down to join his pants .

She gave his lily white bottom a playful caress and slap which made him jolt before taking up her position to his left.
"Get that bottom right out!" she instructed , widening her stance and leaning forward slightly like a tennis player about to receive a serve.

In the kitchen , Alan and Jess sat nursing their coffees and listening for any noises from their hosts down the long hallway.
"Eric went a bit far this time didn't he.....I've never seen Kate that mad at him before. At least she's not giving him a talking to in front of us." Alan said.
His wife grinned and took a sip out of her cup , "I have a feeling he may be getting more than just a talking too Honey!"she replied.
Alan's face blanched , "You don't mean she's going she wouldn't...." he reasoned.
"I do believe she is!" Jess cackled.
Her husband visibly cringed as another three thunderous claps landed to howls from his fellow husband.

"Sounds like he's getting a grade A paddling like the one I gave you last weekend sweetie!" Jess teased.
Her husband blushed and his backside tingled at his wife's comment.
"For Eric's sake , I hope not , I've still got marks on my behind from that one!" he recalled with a forced smile.
Jess giggled , "I did enjoy watching you squirm on your seat all week dear....I do hope nobody else noticed? It wouldn't do if the ladies in your office knew I spanked your bare bottom when your bad !" she teased.


"Holy Cow! She is really swinging that thing!" Alan remarked.
"That's my gal!"his wife applauded.
There was a pause as Kate's voice could be heard scolding her husband , interspersed with the occasional muted response and the two witnesses strained their ears to listen.


Jess clapped her hands together in glee , "Sounds like our bad boy is getting a good old fashioned spanking now!" she chirped.
The crisp , rapid smacks continued for another minute or so before silence returned.
Both Jess and Alan were rendered momentarily silent until they heard the bedroom door open and the sound of Kate's heels clicking on the wood floor.

Alan noticed that Kate's appearance had changed slightly upon her return,
Her face was flushed slightly and her long , blonde mane was tied back in a pony tail .
A couple of extra buttons on her silk blouse were undone providing a glimpse of cleavage and the right sleeve was rolled up to the wrist.
A satisfied smile played on her face and when she spoke , she was slightly out of breath , "Sorry about that! Eric will join us shortly....he just needs a minute ....I'll make us some more coffee!" she said nonchalantly and busied herself in the kitchen.

Moments later the sound of the door creaking slowly open , followed by measured and stuttered steps could be heard.
A red-faced and slightly dishevelled Eric appeared , walking stiffly and wearing a forced smile.
"Er....sorry for being a bit of a pain earlier guys....sometimes I get a bit carried away and Kate needs to clip me back in line!" he blurted with some difficulty.

"Well judging from what we heard from here she certainly did a good job of that Eric!" Alan said in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Both ladies put a hand to their mouths smothering giggles watching Eric painfully  lower himself back onto his chair.

Alan tried to show compassion for his fellow hubby but had to grin with the ladies.
That is until Jess leaned closer to him , "What are you grinning about mister ?" she asked before turning to Kate enquired, "Is everything ready ?"
Her friend nodded , "Absolutely! The chair is still out and the paddle is hanging on the door.My hairbrush is on the dresser if you need it!"
Alan's jaw dropped and his head swiveled as the two women talked.
"I believe I will be needing it!" Jess announced standing up , "Let's go Alan!"
Her husband threw up his hands in frustration , "...but what did I do sweetie?" he asked.
Jess paused to respond , "Nothing yet...but let's call this a pre-emptive strike shall we?Just to make sure you do behave."

Alan was too busy squirming around in a vain search for comfort to offer any support for his friend ,and Kate sat back in amusement as the other couple made their way down the long hall to the bedroom.
Jess glanced over her shoulder and winked at her friend before she entered the bedroom to join her husband.
She was going to enjoy this as much as Kate did!

Friday, September 14, 2018

Hotel Spanking - FM Spanking Cartoon

Sometimes a naughty husband tests his strict wife while on vacation but he soon learns the same rules that apply at home will apply on vacation!

How embarrassing to be yanked from the hotel pool by your ear by an angry wife brandishing a hairbrush and be marched through the resort to pointing and giggles from the other guests.

The elevator ride was made even more uncomfortable by the presence of amused ladies who teased him about his impending spanking.

He is actually thankful when they finally reach the sanctuary of their hotel room even  though he knows what awaits him once the door closes.

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Helen fibs again- MF Spanking Cartoon

It looks like our naughty Mom , Helen has gotten herself in trouble again with similar results.
Her husband Andy took his belt to her naughty bottom but now the worst part is explaining her poor behaviour to their daughter.
As usual , Helen tries to cover up the situation with lies again ....and Andy knows it is not time to put away the belt just yet.....

Monday, September 10, 2018

Tan Lines...Helen gets some more ! MF Spanking Cartoon

There was a lot of speculation on the last post regarding the older Mom who got a spanking at the beach and had the added embarrassment of having to remove her conservative , one piece swimsuit to give the spanker full access to her plump derrierre.
Well , if she thought she could hide the tell-tale results of her spanking from her husband Andy she was mistaken.....and he is not buying her lame excuse that it was a sunburn.
There is no doubt that Andy will be making those ample cheeks even redder very shortly !

Poor Helen......

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Tan Lines - MF Spanking Cartoon

When this gaggle of lovely bathing beauties saw the hunky Lifeguard at the beach they concocted a plan for each of them to be scooped up into his arms.

Unfortunately for them , the Lifeguard sees this type of scheme every day - and knows just what to do with the naughty ladies.

In fact he keeps a special big hairbrush in the Lifeguard Hut for just that purpose which is used daily.

Now the naughty quartet will be sporting very red bottoms which their tiny suits will not be able to hide.

Everyone will know those red bottoms are not because of a sunburn !

Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Waiting for Her Brush - FM Spanking Cartoon

Most Strict Wives have heard this one before , as soon as her naughty Husband sees her smacking that dreaded Hairbrush against her palm.
Does he really think that , because the hairbrush does so much damage to his backside ,  informing her of this fact will convince  her to use another implement?
A good spanking is supposed to hurt and the hairbrush will guarantee his bottom remains sore for the next few days!

Monday, September 3, 2018

Just what the Doctor Ordered - FM Spanking Story

Lord Reginald Chumley looked warily across the room at the delectable Doctor Florence Davenport.
She looked even more stunning than usual in her long fuscia evening gown which hugged her curves and had a teasing split at the back to give a glimpse of her shapely legs when she moved in her usual elegant manner.

The young Lord Chumley was hosting his first Charity Gala at Chumley hall with all the important people  in the County attending.
He knew the desirable Doctor Davenport had received an invitation , but given the way she had spurned his previous romantic attempts, he was not expecting to see her.

He was still reeling from his previous meeting with her which had ended in the most embarrassing fashion :

More Doctors Orders

For once in his life , the brash Playboy lacked the confidence to ask Florence for a dance so he spent the evening wallowing in jealously as other men spun the beautiful Doctor around the dance floor and she flirted openly with all of them.
As she danced , she would cast Reginald a glance , almost challenging him to approach her , but he could not summon the courage.

Even liquid courage didn't help and when he downed his 3rd whiskey in a row he felt a hand on his shoulder and a female voice , "As your Doctor I really must advise you not to drink like that Lord Chumley."
Doctor Davenport's deep , seductive voice had Reginald spitting out his expensive single malt.
Florence regarded him with a devious smile.
"I wanted to congratulate you on a wonderful event Lord Chumley. The fundraiser will really help at the hospital......but I must say I am a tad disappointed that you haven't ask me to dance." she told him.

Reginald was intoxicated by her mere presence and struggled to speak.
Sensing his embarrassment , Florence took his hand  , "Why don't we dance while we talk your Lordship." she said and lead him onto the dance floor.

It felt wonderful for Reginald to finally take this strong willed woman in his arms , smell her perfume , put his arm around her tiny waist and spin her around the floor.
"Oh My! You are quite the dancer your Lordship. You are making me quite giddy!" Florence gushed.
Regaining confidence , Reginald dipped her and then pulled her closer , "Please call me Reginald....may I call you Florence ?" he asked.

The confident Doctor allowed her breasts to brush against him , "You may call me Florence for this evening but I insist on Doctor Davenport at my surgery......" she began.
"Of course." Reginald concurred.
".....and you will call me Ma'am when I am disciplining you!" she added firmly , her smile fading momentarily.
Reginald blushed and swallowed heavily.

When their dance ended , the couple finally seemed to have some romantic spark between them.
Florence stunned Reginald by reaching up and planting a brief but teasing kiss on his lips.
"This is a wonderful old building. I'd love to see more of it..." Florence cooed.
Reginald smiled , "Let me give you a private tour Florence !" he replied , taking her arm .

As they approached the big staircase , Reginald's housekeeper Mona greeted them.
"How are you Mona? Still busy keeping our naughty boy in line are you ?"Florence asked , producing a deep blush from Reginald.
Mona grinned from ear to ear.
"I certainly am , isn't that so Reginald? The poor boy simply hates that leather strap. Can't sit down for days after a dose of that can you Reggie? " she teased.
Florence laughed along , "....but what about Betty Blister?"she asked.
Mona cackled , "Don't worry Doctor , it still sits in Reginald's bedroom just in case!"

Reginald anxiously guided his guest up the stairs to avoid any further embarrassing comments from Mona.
They both stood for a moment at the top of the stairs to admire a portrait of Reginald's parents.
"What a beautiful couple they make!" Florence observed.
Reginald nodded agreement , "Yes. They were a good team. Father ran the business but Mother was the one in charge of all the domestic matters!" he explained.
"She looks like a strong willed woman!" Florence observed.
"She certainly was Florence . In fact I must confess that 'Betty Blister' belonged to her!" he confessed with a smile.
"Really ?" Florence replied.
"Curiously , she never used it on me or my brothers , it was reserved exclusively for Father!
She gave it the name Betty Blister thinking we kids wouldn't know what she was referring to but we figured it out.
If he did something to displease her , which was often , she would say things like, "Betty Blister is waiting for us in the study" , or "I've invited Betty Blister over for a visit later".
Father would turn bright red and begin apologizing but it never worked.
Once Mona had put us to bed , we would sneak downstairs and listen to Father howling and apologizing while Mother blistered his behind with that brush!
The next morning at breakfast he could barely sit and would remark that his old war wound was playing up again! Mother would giggle and say 'I didn't know you were wounded on that part of your anatomy darling!' . We kids would giggle at that one!"

The two strolled along the long halls while Florence took in what Reginald just told him about his parents.
"This is my bedroom.....of course you've been here before...for my" Reginald said.
"....and there is Betty Blister , just where Mona said it would be !" Florence observed ,picking up the big brush and rolling it over her hand.
Reginald blushed again.

Florence sat on the big leather ottoman at the foot of her bed and hoisted up her gown to reveal her long , shapely legs.
Reginald's eyes widened at the sight.
Looking up at Reginald , Florence said , "It's a very expensive dress and I don't want to crease it while you are kicking and squirming on my lap Reginald." she declared.

Reaching out , she nonchalantly began to undo Reginald's trousers and yanked them down to his knees.
"Over you go Reggie darling!" she announced , patting her bare lap.
Reginald shrugged his shoulders , "But what for ? I didn't do anything Florence ..." he protested.
Florence cast him an angry glare and waved the brush at him.
"This is when you call me Ma'am Reginald . Let's start this relationship off in the right way shall we?" she scolded.
"Yes Ma'am." he replied and crawled over her inviting lap.