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Friday, August 30, 2019

The Queen's Command -Part 2- FM Spanking Comic

Part 1 of our spanking tale ended with the dashing Captain Claret being placed in the custody of the beautiful Lady Rosalind to receive his chastisement as sentenced by the Queen's command.
Lady Rosalind is keen to take her revenge on the Captain for daring to spank her bottom and calls on her Ladies in waiting to assist her in dealing with him.....






Wednesday, August 28, 2019

Taming the Cowboy - FM Wild West Spanking Story


"DARN!" Todd muttered to himself as he sat high in his saddle to get a good look at the valley below him.
He had just finished repairing the stretch of fence separating his ranch from his neighbour and now it was broken again and three of his steers had wandered through to drink from the river.

His neighbours , the Blackwell sisters,  were young , stunningly beautiful but stubborn and very territorial with the land they had inherited from their Uncle.
Upon arriving they had given Todd strict instructions not to dare step a foot on their land without their permission 
However , for the moment he needed to get his cattle back on his side of the fence so he steered his horse downhill for a closer look.
His eyes squinted in the sun and he could see the horizon was clear for miles .


Satisfied the coast was clear , he prompted his mount to cross over the shallow stream that divided the properties and began corralling his steers for the brief journey back onto his land.
It would only take a few minutes and then he could repair the fence to make sure they would not stray again.
Then his horse reared up , startled  when out of the blue ,  Susan Blackwell galloped up to them.
It appears she had been concealing herself behind some bushes ,waiting to see if her handsone neighbor would trespass.
Susan placed a hand on the aging shotgun  perched on her saddle and with a cursory glance , postponed any greeting until she had examined the trespassing steers.
Satisfied that the cattle were Todd's ,Susan rode over to him with a determined look on her pretty face.
“Well Mr. MacNeil ....just what are you doing on our land ? You have been warned and there are plenty of signs to warn trespassers !” she warned , pointing to a hand painted sign beside the stream which read ; ‘KEEP OUT. TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT;.
Todd smiled at her, albeit nervously ,as he warily eyed the shotgun on her lap.
“Sorry but a few of my cattle strayed on your land Miss Blackwell so I thought.....” he began.
Susan picked up her Uncle’s antiquated shotgun and pointed it menacingly at Todd who raised both hands to placate the young lady.
“Careful now Missy.....those old guns can be touchy...I’m sure you don’t want to shoot me any more than I want to be shot!” he reasoned.
Susan’s reaction was to click off the gun’s safety latch.
“First of all I’m nobody’s ‘Missy’ , and the sign says Trespassers will be shot , and by my reckoning you’re a trespasser mister so I intend to shoot you! Now get off your horse...NOW!” Susan bellowed.
“Now Ma’am you can’t go around shooting people for no reason.” Todd replied.
“I have a reason so you had better  get off that horse!” Susan repeated , tightening her grip on the trigger and prompting To
dd to quickly dismount and raise his hands in the air.

“OK ....OK...Now will you put that thing down or so help me I’ll.....” Todd warned.
“.....or you’ll what Mr. McNeil?” Susan challenged defiantly.
Todd was bristling now , “.....or I’ll haul you  off that pony you’re riding , put you over my knee and paddle your l'il keister 'til you can’t sit for a week!” he warned , taking a step closer to her.
Susan laughed at his threat.
“Your gonna be the one  who won't be able to sit for a week Mister McNeil....Turn around!”
Todd hesitated ,"You’re Uncle would’t be happy if he knew you shot a man in the back Miss Blackwell.” Todd said , looking earnestly at Susan over his shoulder.
“Don't worry Mr. McNeil ,  I have no intention of shooting you in the back....I’m aiming  just a tad lower.
“WHAT?” Todd exclaimed jerking his head around to see Susan aim her weapon at the seat of his pants.


Susan gritted her teeth and squeezed the trigger.

‘CRRRAACK!”
The sharp sound of a gunshot echoed across the prairie and 

Todd felt a powerful thud against his rear end which sent him staggering forward .
It felt like his backside had been pieced by a thousand red hot needles.

Thrusting both hands back , he began hopping around as if his rear was on fire.
“YOU SHOT ME YOU LITTLE WILDCAT!” he howled incredulously , looking back to inspect his smouldering rear end.
Susan laughed uncontrollably at the sight of this tough cowboy with a backside full of buckshot.
“It’s mostly peppercorn Mr. McNeil but it's gonna burn like heck even after you take it out so I would hi-tail it over to Doc Thompson’s if I were you!”
Todd believed her .....the pain in his backside was almost unbearable now!
“I’ve a good mind to report you to the Sheriff for shooting an unarmed man!” he raged , waving a fist at her.
Susan leaned forward on her horse , “.......and let the whole town know a woman shot you  in the butt....I don’t think so!” she laughed , “Now get off my land before I give your backside another blast Mr. McNeil.....and there’s more where that came from if you ever trespass again.!”
With that , Susan turned and galloped back to her ranch , leaving Todd to nurse his wounds and his pride.
Todd rode high in the saddle for the painful ride home.
He had thought about going to Doc Thompson for first aid but was too embarrassed , so decided to try and treat himself instead.
Back at the ranch ,he shucked off his jeans and long-johns to inspect his behind in the mirror.
It was indeed a mess ,with dozens of peppercorn pellets lodged in both cheeks and upper thighs. His skin was a blazing red and the stinging and burning intensified.


Using his fingers he gingerly began to pry a pellet from his right buttock.
“AAAARGH!”  he cried out in pain and examined the item he extracted.
This was going to be a long , painful process .
He turned to look in the mirror again and was startled to seen a pretty female face. 
"I'm Julie Blackwell Mr. McNeil.....my sister told me what she did to you...don’t worry I’m a trained Nurse and I’ve done this sort of thing many times....it’s important you don’t get an infection.” the young lady explained in a soft , caring tone.
Todd’s first instinct was to order this Blackwell woman off his land , but he knew he needed her help, and she seemed sincere.

Julie was undaunted by the sight of a bare male backside.
“Oh my...that’s very nasty.....please lie face down on the bed Mr. McNeil. I’m afraid this will hurt but I’ll work as fast as I can...” Julie instructed.
“You can call me Todd.....” he replied to the older Blackwell sister .
“Bite on this.” Julie said , handing him his leather belt.
Almost a full agonizing hour later , Julie had removed all of the buckshot and dressed Todd’s wounds.
“Er...um...you won’t tell anyone about this will you Julie?” he asked.
Julie nodded and gazed into Todd’s steel grey eyes.
For a moment their lips came close enough to kiss ,but both hesitated uncomortably.
“Don't worry about that Todd...and I will be having harsh words with my little sister about what she did to you....” Julie said.
Todd grimaced , “Thanks Julie......and tell your sister I’m still going to give her that spanking !”
Julie grinned, “That I would love to see
!”
It was a few days before Todd could sit comfortably in the saddle again to be able to return to the broken fence to check  on his herd.
Once again , Susan Blackwell was waiting for him.
"Good morning Todd , you can go get your steers now" she told him.
Todd hesitated and looked to the pretty redhead for clarification.
Susan giggled.
"Don't worry , I promised my sister I wouldn’t shoot you this time" she assured him.
Nonetheless ,Todd  kept his rear-quarters out of range while he fetched the steers and quickly remounted his horse. 
Susan watched him , smiling mischievously and leaned forward on her mount to give Todd a teasing glimpse of her ample cleavage straining against the undone buttons of her shirt.
Todd tried not to look but failed miserably.
"Actually I hope  I do find you trespassing on our land again…" Susan told him.
Todd stared at her with stunned disbelief.
"Yea...I'm sure you're just itching to fill my britches full of buckshot again aren't you ?" he replied.
Susan laughed mockingly.
"Now you mention it , I did rather enjoy doing that ….and my big  sister had an even better time plucking the shot out of your cute little keister…but next time I had something else in mind for my favorite trespasser …." She teased puckering her full lips. 

Todd raised an eyebrow quizzically when Susan reached into her saddlebag and produced a large wooden hairbrush.
"…..the next time you trespass on our land you'll find yourself across my knee getting a good old fashioned spanking , and if you thought that buckshot burned then just wait
until I tan your bare backside with this" Susan announced brandishing the hairbrush with a glint in her eye. 
Todd was rendered momentarily speechless .
"Don’t make me laugh …… no woman is going to put Todd McNeil over her lap .....especially not a little hellcat like you!" he responded indignantly.
Susan smiled arrogantly and dismounted ,standing  before Todd holding the brush.
"Oh yea? Think you’re man enough to find out McNeil?" Susan challenged , firmly planting her feet on the ground awaiting Todd's reaction. 
Todd's nostrils flared and he leapt from his horse.
"That's it Susan Blackwell– I've had enough of your damn insults and threats ! If anyone one needed a spanking its you!" he threatened taking deliberate steps toward her.
Susan felt a charge of excitement pulse through her veins  but held her ground , steadying her stance as a furious Todd approached. 
Thrusting out his right hand to grab Susan's wrist she anticipated the move , quickly stepping aside forcing Todd into a stumble .
As he did , she delivered a sharp kick to his shin and another to  his standing leg with enough force to knock him on the seat of his pants with a thud.


Todd scrambled to get back to his feet, but Susan surprised him by leaping  onto his broad shoulders and pushing his face into the dust .
Taking hold of his right wrist , she  roughly twisted it behind his back.


"AAAARGH!" Todd cried out  in pain ,grunting  loudly when Susan twisted  his arm,  digging her knee into the small of his back.
"AAAAHHH!" he hollered when she grabbed a bunch of his hair with her free hand ,  hoisting his head up out of the dust.

He was well and truly hog-tied!

“Not so tough now are you Mr. McNeil?” she teased. 
Todd struggled violently in an attempt to shake Susan off his back but found he couldn't without hurting himself further.
Tightening her grip , Susan determinedly held Todd in place until he and tired from his struggles.


"DAMMIT !Let me up Susan Blackwell!" he spat in frustration.
Keeping a tight grip on Todd's hair , and his arm firmly behind his back ,Susan nimbly stepped back , allowing Todd to rise to his feet.
Todd rose quickly and spun  around to face her.
Steadying himself , he was now facing a very determined looking young woman standing confidently before him with her hands on her hips.
"Are you ready to take your punishment like a man  Todd ? “ she asked with a glint in her eye.

"WHAT?" Todd gasped.
“Over there…march mister…...I promised you  a good old fashioned BARE BOTTOM spanking !" she ordered pointing to a nearby tree stump.
Indignant and embarrassed ,  Todd considered refusing Susan’s command .
He towered over her,  and she would be hard pressed to stop him walking away. However , something inside him  compelled  him to stay .
After all , the young lady had beaten him in a fight fair and square !


He kicked himself for making such dumb , fundamental mistakes , underestimating his opponent , and attacking her with anger and without thinking .
There was no denying that the  wily young lady had outsmarted him and he had stupidly fallen for it .
So , a  proud but despondent Todd dropped his shoulders and trudged over to the tree stump.

"Now get those britches down!" Susan ordered.
Once again Todd's male pride urged him to refuse , but that would be cowardly and humiliating.A real man would stay and take his medicine .
His only hope was to reason with Susan .
"Aw Susan …come on…you’ve had your fun....can’t we call it quits?
Darn it I'd prefer another dose of buckshot instead of going over your knee for a whuppin’!" he whined.
Susan impatiently repeated her command .
“Your gettin; a spanking that your never gonna forget mister ....so stop your whining and get those britches down.” 
A satisfied grin played on Susan’s face when Todd sighed and reached for his belt buckle .
Savouring her victory , she picked up the hairbrush and tapped the Maplewood back against her palm.

Todd looked at the brush nervously , blushing as he lowered his tight jeans .A beaming Susan made herself comfortable on the tree stump before curling a finger to beckon him to her.
Susan chuckled when she spied Todd’s erect penis straining against the front of his shirt .
There would be no need to lower any undergarments –  Todd was not wearing any !
An embarrassed Todd put both hands in front of him in a vain attempt to cover the massive bulge under the front of his shirt.
Susan's eyes scanned Todd's sculpted body up and down while she tapped the back of the hairbrush against her palm.
Todd gulped and stood silently at attention until Susan patted her lap.
"Over you go" she said curtly. 
For a moment Todd stared at Susan's shapely , denim clad thighs and did his best to cover his embarrassment when he draped himself over her.
He placed both palms on the ground to steady himself and stared at the dusty ground only inches from his nose.He had never felt so humbled , vulnerable ......and aroused, 
Susan cooed when she felt Todd's erection nestle between her legs.
Her eyes opened wide with anticipation when she raised his shirt tail to reveal a taut , muscular backside.
She felt like she was in heaven allowing her palms to explore Todd's lily white rear-quarters.


Todd's heart pounded , his erection throbbing as Susan's soft hands explored his nether regions.
Snapping out of her trance , Susan  took a firm grip on the hairbrush.
It was time to get down to business and she knew she would have to use the brush  efficiently to make any sort of  impression on Todd's Cowboy hide , toughened with long days on the saddle. 
Todd gulped  when he felt the back of the brush lightly tapping his buttocks as Susan prepared to start his spanking.
She decided to begin with power to get his attention ,  so gritting her teeth she raised the brush high above her head and brought it down on Todd's right buttock with all the force she could muster.
Todd yelped and bucked on Susan’s lap when the ferocious swat landed .
Susan followed up with four more powerful swats to the same tender spot.
She then selected a spot on Todd's left buttock and proceeded to give it the same treatment.
It was an effective technique and certainly got Todd’s full attention.
It felt like the brush had seared his skin and the burning gradually spread over his backside until Susan took a brief pause. 
For the next phase Susan picked up the pace , delivering sharp rapid-fire volleys making sure she covered every inch of Todd's cheeks and upper thighs.
Todd was squirming , bucking and howling on her lap now as his behind was well and truly blistered from the non-stop barrage of spanks.
His legs kicked wildly but Susan spanked harder and faster , revisiting the tenderized spots again and again.
Todd's cheeks were decorated with oval shaped outlines of every red hue .
Susan paused again to lock a leg around Todd to hold him in place.
"I just need to turn up the heat a bit more and this man is done !" she chortled proudly.
"WAAAAAAH!" Todd emptied his lungs with a loud bawl when the brush cracked against his tender skin in a final crescendo of hard ,stinging swats. 
When it finally ended Todd puffed his cheeks and exhaled loudly .
A satisfied Susan released her grip indicating the spanking was over.
Todd immediately leapt to his feet and tried to sooth his flaming rear by rubbing it furiously while dancing around like a whirling dervish.
Susan found it all quite amusing and noticed Todd's erection bobbing  and peeking in and out of his shirt .
Clearly in some distress Todd's eye spotted the inviting coolness of the river .
His pants still at his ankles , he hobbled toward it , launching himself into the cool waters  - backside first.
Todd's face filled with relief as the cold water soothed the burning in his rear.
By now Susan was doubled over with laughter watching Todd's embarrassing predicament. 
Her laughter was infectious and  Todd  laughed along with her.
Playfully ,he began splashing Susan with water to entice her to join him.

Susan needed no encouragement and leapt into the river to join Todd .
Ripping off his shirt , she threw herself into his arms , locking her lips onto his.
They embraced in a long , passionate kiss while Todd fumbled to kick his jeans off. 
Susan yelped with joy when she took hold of Todd's erection with both hands and pulled him to her.
They kissed again before Susan giggled and quickly disappeared beneath the surface of the water.
Todd looked at the water with a confused expression.
"Susan….where are you…..oooooooo…..aaaaaaahhhh!" he screamed when he felt  female lips clamping around his penis.
Todd yelled in ecstasy while Susan remained underwater sucking , licking and caressing his huge erection with her lips and tongue. 
The water exploded when Susan came up for air .
Ripping her shirt open , he hungrily kissed , sucked and caressed her full breasts and nipples while Susan moaned loudly and begged for more.
Scooping her effortlessly into his arms Todd carried a giggling , kicking Susan to the riverbank.
Laying  her down gently on the soft grass and positioned himself on top of her while Susan wiggled out of her tight ,wet jeans.
"YOU’D BETTER RIDE ME  HAAAAAARD COWBOY !!" Susan groaned hoarsely , thrusting her legs apart for Todd to enter her.
She squealed and dug her fingers into his broad shoulders as if she were riding a bucking bronco .

Todd pumped and pounded her hard until , like a fairytale ,they climaxed in unison , their screams of passion filling the valley. 
Afterwards , they lay there on the riverbank ,exhausted and naked.
Susan slid her fingers slowly down Todd's broad back , resting them  on  the still smouldering , hot skin of his well spanked backside.
"OOUCH…careful Susan ....I’m tender back after that whuppin’ you gave me!" Todd yelped.
Susan smiled."Boy ! Your skin sure is red hot there…let me kiss it..." she asked excitedly.
Todd raised his behind and allowed Susan to examine her handiwork."It's going to be a while before you can sit on that comfortably !" she teased proudly. 
At that moment they were both startled by the sound of horse hooves and dust rising in the distance , signaling the untimely arrival of Susan's sister Julie on the scene.
The pair scrambled to their feet ,untidily  restoring their wet clothe jusf in time for Julie’s arrival. 
Julie looked at the pair suspiciously "What have you two been up to?" she asked.
Susan giggled , opening her mouth to speak before  Todd put his palm in front of it to silence her , "Don't you dare say a word Susan Blackwell  …" he whispered , looking innocently at Julie.
"Susan was just ....er...ah...helping me...uhm... round up some strays Julie….thanks Susan….I'd best get these steers back …"he stammered , wincing visibly as he hobbled to his horse.
The course , wet denim scratching against his well spanked backside made it very uncomfortable to walk.
"Are you hurt Todd …you're limping ?" Julie asked sympathetically.
Todd shook his head , and  let out a yelp when he planted  his tender rear firmly on the hard saddle .
Julie spotted  the hairbrush still sitting on the tree stump and looked at her sister with disbelief.
"Tell me you didn't?" she asked.
Susan let out a girlish giggle "I sure did !"
Julie shook her head "You sure are something Sis' !" she declared . 

The Queen's Command -Part 1 - FM Spanking Comic

"Apologies for interrupting but you have been summoned by the Queen your Majesty." the captain of the Queen's Guard announced reluctantly , handing the scroll from Queen Annabella to King Adrian.
Adrian shuddered  , looking more like a nervous schoolboy than a powerful Monarch.
He had been expecting to be summoned but was still shaken when it finally arrived.

King Adrian rose and addressed the Council gathered around the large table , "I have been summoned by Queen Annabella so we must resume the Council meeting once her business with me is finished.",  waving his hand to indicate the meeting was to end.

"But the Royal decrees your Majesty....they need your Royal seal!" his Chancellor appealed.
"You know the Queen cannot be kept waiting Chancellor. She holds a decree much more powerful than any of these." the King replied.

"If you would be so kind as to follow me King Adrian ." the Captain said before escorting King Adrian to the Queen's private chamber.
The King knocked on the door before entering.
Queen Annabella's Lady in Waiting , Lady Rosalind stood at her side holding a pillow.
Upon the pillow was the Royal Hairbrush , passed down for generations from Queen to Queen and now under the control of King Adrian's wife , Queen Annabella.

The Royal Hairbrush was not used for grooming the Queen's long silky mane.
She had other brushes for that purpose.
This Hairbrush was reserved exclusively for administering firm chastisement to the reigning King's deserving rump when the Queen felt he abused his power.

King Adrian recalled listening at the door of this same chamber as his Father , the powerful King Henry , dutifully laid himself over Adrian's Mother , Queen Ann's , lap and the Royal Hairbrush was applied to his bare backside.
He recalled the noisy crack of the brush and his battle hardened Father yelping like a schoolboy and pleading for mercy.
Now it was his turn to experience the power of the Royal Hairbrush for the first time......





To be continued..........


Monday, August 26, 2019

Royal Revenge - FM Spanking Story



Queen Annabella chuckled at  Sir Cuthbert , "You may regret that Sir Cuthbert ,  Princess Aria will be intent on revenge."
Cuthbert was unrepentant , "The Princess is a spoilt brat and it's about time somebody gave her what she deserved your Majesty." he explained.
"I do not disagree Sir Cuthbert , and I admire your courage , but I would watch my back if I were you." the Queen advised.

Sir Cuthbert bowed when King Adrian entered the room .
"So what has Sir Cuthbert done to amuse you so much my Queen?" he asked , taking his seat beside her.
"Sir Cuthbert was not happy with our daughter's poor behaviour when he escorted her back from Castle Clancy so he gave her a good spanking!" the Queen told him .
King Adrian let out a loud bellow of laughter , " A spanking ! That I would love to have seen ....but be warned that my daughter will not rest until she has evened the score Sir Cuthbert!"

The room was silenced and Sir Cuthbert stiffened when Princess Aria stormed angrily into the room.
She stopped to glare angrily at her assailant , "What is he doing here ? He should be in the dungeon after what he did to me and you just stood there and watched!" she raged .

"Sir Cuthbert is informing the King regarding his assignment to Castle Clancy and I must say it was very enlightening . You behaved like a spoilt brat and got what you deserved Aria." The Queen replied haughtily.
"Indeed you did !" the King cackled loudly.
"But Father....he placed me over his knee and....and..." Aria hesitated.
"...gave you a good spanking ! Which is what you deserved for causing Sir Cuthbert such trouble! " King Adrian scolded .

Noticing the young man's uneasiness , the King nodded at him , "That will be all. Please leave us Sir Cuthbert." he said ,  his daughter still fuming beside him.
"Yes your Majesty" Cuthbert nodded back , bowing before  hastily taking his leave .

The Princess's eyes widened , "That man dared lay his hands on my royal person Father. I demand he be punished." she declared indignantly.
"Be quiet Princess or I will gave your spoilt royal bottom a spanking myself !" the King said.

"Mother!" the Princess blushed , placing a hand on the seat of her satin gown.
Her Mother simply laughed in response.
"Mother ! I'm serious ....this is not funny! It hurts when I sit!" the Princess pouted.
"Because Cuthbert spanked you properly.....on your bare bottom!" the Queen laughed , "What would you have us do daughter? Cuthbert was tasked with keeping you from danger and you chose to defy him. He had good reason to punish you." the Queen explained.

The Princess was still not satisfied , "Well if you will not do something then I will !" she declared boldly.
"As you wish my dear and Sir Cuthbert has been duly warned." the King said.
Her long hair swirling , the Princess spun around and marched purposefully from the room.

"She reminds me of you when you were her age my Queen." the King grinned lovingly at his wife.
"And as I recall you treated me in the same manner as Sir Cuthbert  !" Annabella recalled fondly.
Her husband took her hand and kissed it ," Perhaps it is time I started treating you that way again?" he asked.
"As you wish my King." his Queen gushed.

Late that evening , Princess Aria slipped out of her chamber and walked confidently towards the two guards standing outside.
One of the burly men  stepped forward and bowed , "Princess Aria. The five men you asked for await you at the south gate." he said.
The Princess nodded her approval , "You will be rewarded well for this Captain....and my parents are asleep?"
The guard grinned , "No Princess but it does appear they are occupied ." he said ,escorting Aria past the huge doors of the King's Chamber .
'SMACK''SMACK''SMACK''SMACK''SMACK'
"OW!" "OUCH!" "NOT SO HARD ADDIE! THAT BURNS!"
"BE QUIET WENCH OR YOU'LL GET IT A LOT HARDER!"
'SMACK''SMACK''SMACK''SMACK'
"OW!" "STOPPIT!" "MY POOR BOTTOM!" OUCH!"
'SMACK''SMACK''SMACK''SMACK'
"It's been like that since they retired Princess. I doubt if they will notice your absence." The Captain smiled.
"The Queen must have been very naughty indeed!" Aria giggled before continuing with her escort.

An exhausted Sir Cuthbert , hung up his sword and filled a goblet with wine.
His attention was soon drawn to a noisy commotion  and he peered outside .
He immediately noticed  the carriage and horses outside bearing the Royal insignia and , before he could retrieve his sword , five Royal Guards burst into his room .
There was a brief scuffle but Cuthbert was hopelessly outmanned and soon two of the guards held him by his arms while the others stood guard in front of him.

Footsteps echoed on the stone floor and the shapely figure of Princess Aria entered the room.
Her long yellow mane of hair was tied back with a velvet ribbon and she wore a green tunic , thigh high black leather boots and satin britches.
A wide leather belt was fastened over her tiny waist.
"Princess Aria! What is the meaning of this?" Cuthbert asked .

"Oh I think you know very well the purpose of my visit Sir Cuthbert!" Aria replied.
Cuthbert struggled in vain to release his arms , "Surely you are not still angry about the spanking I gave you Princess? Even the King and Queen agreed you deserved it!" he reasoned.
Aria paced imperiously in front of her captive , "There is a price to be paid by anyone who dares lay a hand on my royal person Sir Cuthbert!"

Cuthbert's eyes widened when one of the guards brought forward a container full of long thin branches.
Aria carefully selected one and swished it menacingly through the air , "This one will do nicely to start." she grinned.
"What are you going to do?" Cuthbert asked , beads of sweat and worry appearing on his handsome face.
Aria looked seriously at him , "You are going to receive a sound thrashing Sir Cuthbert, and it will not end until I have worn out each one of these stout switches on your backside!" she announced.

"You wouldn't dare!" Cuthbert challenged , "Release me now and I will say nothing of this to the King." he offered to the guards.
"Hold him over the table and down his britches !" Princess Aria ordered.
Sir Cuthbert struggled and fought but soon his face was pressed against the rough wood of the table while two guards unbuckled his britches and yanked them down to his ankles.
"Hold him down Guards!"Aria ordered , taking up her position .
She took a moment to admire Sir Cuthbert's muscular bare backside.
"It's indeed a fine target  !" Aria cooed , raising a brow and caressing  Cuthbert's smooth cheeks.
"I'm going to enjoy this more than I expected ! " Aria laughed , raising her switch high over her head.

Back at the Royal Chamber , Queen Annabella stood at the mirror examining her shapely , red bottom.
"Don't look so pleased with yourself Majesty . You yourself said that Aria and I are alike , so know that I too will have my revenge." she warned.

King Adrian put a soothing palm to his wife's glowing cheeks , "That will prove difficult my dear as it is forbidden to lay a finger on my Royal person."
His Queen smirked at him ,"I have no intention of laying a finger on your royal person , but I will use my royal hairbrush given to me by your Mother for that very purpose my King!"

King Adrian blushed when Queen Annabella reached for the heavy , oversized antique hairbrush on her dressing table.
"Your Mother told me that even a powerful King requires discipline sometimes does he not?" she asked firmly.
"Now Annabella ..." the King stammered , raising both palms to placate his advancing wife.
Annabella tapped the brush against her hand , " The time has come for me to even the score Adrian!" she scowled.

The floor of Sir Cuthbert's chamber was now littered with a dozen broken and frayed switches as Princess Aria studied her handiwork.
Cuthbert's hindquarters were no longer lily white and would not be again for some time.
Angry raised welts from the switches criss-crossed his rear end down to his upper thighs.
"Release him!" she ordered.
He remained prone over the table for a moment after the guards released their grip.
Aria grinned , looking on in satisfaction.
"Rise and face your Princess!" she commanded.
Attempting to disguise his agony , Cuthbert slowly rose .

"Leave us!" Aria barked at the guards prompting them to bow and quickly leave.
 Cuthbert reached to restore his modesty, "Your breeches will stay where they are Sir !" The Princess scolded .
Cuthbert froze , " Hands at your sides and turn around to face your Princess!" Lia ordered , the corners of her pretty mouth curling into a mischievous grin.
Slowly the embarrassed Knight turned  , unable to hide his burgeoning erection.
The Princess gasped , tittering giddily at the sight.

Raising her gaze to look at Cuthbert she spoke firmly , "The scores are evened now Sir Cuthbert , but know that I will not hesitate to personally thrash you should you displease me again ." Lia warned.
For a moment their eyes met and the attraction they felt for each other was obvious.
Both of them longed to embrace and touch lips but momentarily hesitated.
Lia's gaze drifted back to Sir Cuthbert's quivering shaft , "Methinks the thought of me thrashing your backside excites you Cuthbert!" she teased .
Cuthbert blushed and remained speechless before replying
"I am at your service my Princess.

It was late by the time Aria's guards escorted her past the King's bed chamber after her successful mission .
'WHAP!'WHAP!'WHAP!'WHOP!'WHOP!'WHOP!'
The sound of her Grandmother's hairbrush being applied to bare skin was unmistakable but the accompanying howls , screeches and apologies from none other than King Adrian surprised and amused her.
Her Mother was waiting for the day when she would exercise her royally decreed right to apply the hollowed brush to her husband the King's regal backside and it had finally arrived.
She looked forward to the day when Queen Annabella would bequeath the hollowed brush to her and she would use it to discipline her own husband....perhaps the handsome Sir Cuthbert?
Aria smiled at the thought before making her way to her chamber.

"You look radiant this morning Aria.Your night must have been a restful one ." Queen Annabella asked , wincing as she carefully took her place at the table for breakfast.
Aria beamed a smile , "Hardly restful Mother , but most satisfying. I hope you don't mind but I have invited Sir Cuthbert to join us."
Queen Annabella raised a brow , "Is he now? After he spa....'touched' your royal person ?"
"Oh that matter has been settled now Mother.....where is Father? He is never late for breakfast." Aria replied.

It was Queen Arabella's turn to smile broadly , "His manservant is applying some balm to his ...royal personage."
"You finally did it Mother didn't you?" Aria chirped excitedly.
"I most certainly did and not before time. Yes the royal brush was steadfastly applied to the King's royal appendage last night !" the Queen boasted.
Aria applauded the news excitedly.

As if on cue , King Adrian arrived for breakfast and the servants hurried to arrange a plate before him on the table.
The King waved them away , "Place my plate on the mantle this morning.... I won't be sitting at the table!" he raged.
The two ladies tried vainly to hide their smiles from their angry Monarch.
"He means he CAN'T sit at the table!" Queen Annabella whispered .
"Don't say a word, either of you , I warn you!" King Adrian fumed with a grimace.

"Sir Cuthbert your Majesty!" the manservant announced when Cuthbert walked stiffly into the room.
He approached to the Royals and bowed , "I apologize for my tardiness your Majesties but it was quite a...difficult ride for me this morning." he explained.
Queen Annabella laughed , "It appears Princess Aria did achieve her revenge Sir Cuthbert. I did warn you."
The young knight blushed and rubbed the seat of his britches ,"She certainly did my Queen."
King Adrian laughed also , "You had best join me at the mantle for breakfast then Cuthbert!"


Friday, August 23, 2019

The Noisy Neighbours - MF Spanking Cartoon

She has behaved badly and she knows she is in for a good hard spanking when he gets her home .
Everyone in the neighbourhood is hoping she gets what she deserves , so to make sure they are not disappointed he makes sure to leave the window open so they can listen in to her comeuppance!
Her face will turn as red as her bottom each time she meets one of their neighbours after this.....



Wednesday, August 21, 2019

The Newlyweds - MF Spanking Story




Gerry let out a howl of delight as he pushed open the door to the bridal suite and carried Sharon in.
Nursing a glass of champagne , Sharon kicked her legs playfully and squealed with joy.
After a whirlwind romance of six months Gerry and Sharon were now
husband and wife!

As her new husband popped open their complimentary bottle of champagne , Sharon flopped backwards into the softness of the huge feather bed.
"I can't believe we're married Gerry !" she sighed.
Gerry joined her in the bed and refilled her champagne glass.
Planting a kiss on his new bride's luscious , full lips Gerry felt like the luckiest man in the world.
Sharon was beautiful , smart and fun to be with.
She was also strong and tough , and had proved it by climbing to a Senior VP position in one of the biggest Insurance companies on the continent.

In fact it was at an insurance convention hat the pair had met.
Gerry held a much less important position as a salesman with a rival firm , but Sharon never ever put him down or even once let her position threaten their relationship.
Sure , she liked to brag about her accomplishments and put on airs , but the laid back Gerry didn't mind one bit.
She had worked hard to get ahead so why not flaunt it , he thought.

"I'll run us a nice hot bath " Gerry suggested , eyeing the huge Roman tub in their suite.
"Sounds great honey!" Sharon chirped back at him.
It would take a while to fill the tub so Gerry decided to have a shave and put on the soft robe provided by the hotel.
"Tub's nearly ready darling !" he called out , but Sharon did not reply.
After waiting a few seconds Gerry assumed his bride was napping to rest from the day's activities and went out to see her.

Sharon was certainly not resting.
She was pacing the room like an angry bear , ranting angrily into her cell phone at one of her employees.
His new wife was by her own admission a workaholic, but had promised Gerry to shut it from her mind during their honeymoon.
Clearly bad habits were difficult for her to break.

The conversation Sharon was having was so intense that Gerry could not interrupt even if he tried.
He knew Sharon was an aggressive boss but he had never heard her bully people like this before and was quite surprised.
"Just get the f****** contract signed and don't dare call me and tell me there's still a problem ..... do you understand ?" Sharon bellowed into her phone.
"IDIOTS!" Sharon fumed as she closed the phone.

Gerry stood there in silence until he caught Sharon's eye.
"Sorry dear …..we had a bit of a crisis at the office..…" she said and started dialing another number.
"We had an agreement you'd leave work at home Sharon !" Gerry said as firmly as he could.
Sharon ignored him and kept dialing.
"Go ahead and enjoy the bath Sweetheart ….I have to deal with this !" she replied abruptly without even looking up.

For the first time Gerry felt his face flush with anger at Sharon .
"Goddammit …it's our honeymoon Sharon !" he shouted.
Sharon paused to look at Gerry indignantly.
"How dare you speak to me in that tone Gerry ….can't you find something to do until I'm finished with this ?" she fired back arrogantly.


Her tone was the same as the one Sharon had used to berate her employee.
Controlling his anger , Gerry stormed into the bathroom , dressed and headed to the hotel bar for a drink.
As he walked out Sharon was too deep into another call  to even notice his departure.

"Been to a wedding ?" Ted the barman asked Gerry as he handed him a double whiskey.
"Yes I'm the groom !" Gerry replied gloomily.
Ted was at least 20 years older than Gerry's 40 years and was always happy to share his wisdom and offer advice to the patrons.
Gerry sipped on his drink and felt better after telling an attentive Ted his story.

Rather than comfort him , Ted ddelovered a stern lecture for cowering and hiding from his wife instead of standing up to her.
"You've only been married a few hours Gerry and she's already browbeating you ? What will it be like in 5 , 10 or 20 years ?" Ted asked.

Gerry shrugged , "You don't know Sharon Ted. ...s
he's stubborn and tough...what am I supposed to do?" he replied despondently.
Ted was getting fed up with Ted feeling sorry for himself so really let him have it.
"I'll tell you what you should do Gerry....  stand up to her ! 

Women like Sharon are longing for a real man who will put them in their place , believe me.... does she own a hairbrush ?"

Gerry raised an eyebrow at Ted's odd question.
"A hairbrush ? ….why sure she does………. Sharon has beautiful long hair so she always has one nearby ….why ?" he asked.
Ted leaned forward and spoke quietly in Gerry's ear.
"Go back up there , take that phone from her and throw it in the garbage.
Then get that hairbrush , take her over your knee and give her a good old fashioned spanking ....on her bare bottom …….hard...with the back of the brush…and don't stop until she's apologising you and bawling like a baby !"

It took a second for Ted's words to sink in but Gerry realized he might be right.
If he didn't stand up to Sharon now he was going to be her doormat for the rest of their marriage.... which wouldn't be very long !

"It was risky but worth a try...what did he have to lose?" he thought.

Energized and excited Gerry pushed his drink away and stood up.
He put a grateful hand out and Ted shook it.

"Thanks Ted! Here goes  !" he declared .
"Good luck son." Ted said , as if speaking to a son who was about to go into battle.

In a way Ted felt like he was!

Walking confidently , Gerry strode purposefully back to the bridal suite and stormed in.
A surprised Sharon had no time to react when he took hold of her wrist and wrenched her phone from her.
"I'm sorry but Mrs. Gibson is on her honeymoon and won't be available for any calls until she returns !" Gerry said firmly but politely into Sharon's phone before tossing it into the garbage can.

Sharon stood with her mouth agape.
"What the hell do you think your doing Gerry ?" she asked indignantly.
Gerry tightened his grip on his new wife's wrists and reached for the biggest of Sharon's hairbrushes from the nearby dresser.
It was a large , oval shaped , wooden one.

"This will be perfect!" he said to himself.

 Sharon struggled frantically to free herself from Gerry's iron grip, "Gerry…..what's come over you? Let me go this instant…. and.... .what are you doing with my best hairbrush ?"
Gerry simply marched his new bride over to the bed , sat down on the edge and easily tipped Sharon face first over his lap.

Sharon was starting to worry now as she struggled on Gerry's lap , "Now Gerry….stop this nonsense immediately….don't you dare !" she yelled.
Gerry was clearly enjoying being in charge , not to mention the glorious sight of Sharon's round , shapely bottom and long curvy legs as she lay over his lap.

She wore a long blue satin party dress which had shifted up to her upper thighs,  revealing the tops of her black stockings.
Remembering Ted's advice , Gerry hoisted her dress  to reveal two enticing , jiggling globes of white flesh encased in a seductive pair of black , sheer panties and a garter belt.

Sliding his fingers in the waistband of the tiny panties , Gerry eased them down to reveal his wife's magnificent bare bottom.
"Oooooh! How dare you ! Let me up this minute Gerry....I'm not joking!" Sharon cried indignantly , pounding her fists into Gerry's strong legs and kicking her legs in a futile struggle to
escape.

Gerry picked up the hairbrush and eyed the target before him.
Raising the brush high over his head he brought it down smartly on Sharon's right cheek.
The loudness of the smack surprised both of them and Sharon cried out as the sting set in. "YEOOOOW ! THAT HURT !"

As Gerry prepared for the next blow he noticed a red oval start to appear on Sharon's skin where the brush had landed.
Again and again Gerry brought down the brush on his bride's bare 
bottom turning it pink , red then a deep crimson.
Sharon's angry threats eventually  turned to pleading , and then to apologies as the spanking took its toll on her physically and mentally.
Her bottom felt like it was on fire , but she was also feeling a therepeutic release..

`THWAAP!! `
"OOOOOWWW!"
rrrrrriiinnng!
"Please Gerry..…..that's my phone…it could be important! " a still stubborn Sharon begged frantically pointing to the ringing garbage can.
"Perhaps you'd like me to answer so they can listen to their Senior VP getting her naughty bare bottom spanked ?" Gerry asked before continuing Sharon's spanking with added  venom,


`WHAP!!' `WHAP!!' `WHAP!!' `WHAP!!'
"WAAAAAAAH!!!!" "I'M SOOO SORRY!" "STOPPIT!!"
The fiery spanking continued until Sharon's bottom was truly glowing.
Sharon began to tire and her struggling subsided until she just lay there sobbing while Gerry delivered a final flurry of spanks.

Gerry helped Sharon up , and she winced when she winced when he sat her u
ncomfortably on his lap.
He wiped her tears away and pulled her close to him.
Sharon responded by snuggling into Gerry's arms.
"It's about time....I  guess I had that coming Sweetheart." she sobbed,  kissing Gerry on the lips.

As the happy couple embraced again they heard the sound of dripping behind them.
"OMIGOSH THE TUB!" Gerry yelled and they both scurried into the bathroom to turn off the taps.
They both giggled like teenagers and Sharon hurriedly wiggled out of her dress , kicking  off her heels .
"Don't want to waste that water do we dear ?" she said pushing her new husband into the tub before climbing on top of him.


Later that evening , Gerry took his radiant bride to dinner , "How about a drink at the bar first?" Gerry suggested.
Sharon planted a sloppy kiss on her new husband's cheek , "You're the boss Sweetie." she cooed.

Ted stood behind the bar wiping a glass as the happy couple approached and grinned when Sharon let out an involuntary little yelp when she planted her derrierre on the barstool.
Gerry flashed a grin at the smirking barman , "Why don't we just lean at the bar for our drink Honey?" he suggested to his sore bottomed bride.

Ted prepared the honeymooners their drinks , "These are on me!" he smiled ...."Try a little bath in epsom salts later Madam....it works for my wife." he added looking directly at Sharon.
Dumbstruck , her jaw dropped and she looked up at Gerry who just smiled and shrugged , "Sounds like good advice to me Sweetheart!" he offered nonchalantly.


Monday, August 19, 2019

A Therapeutic Discussion - FM Spanking Cartoon

When Margo invited her Husband Trevor to the bedroom for a ' Therapeutic Discussion ' he certainly wasn't expecting this !
Margo benefited from a release of tension which contributed to her sense of well- being.
As for Trevor , a specific part of his body  is going to be too sore to sit on for the next day or two!
He had better get used to it as Margo will be planning quite a few more of these sessions.....


Friday, August 16, 2019

The Head Mistress' Study - FM Spanking Cartoon

At the prestigious Blackwell College , even though all the students are 21 or older , corporal punishment is still employed to maintain order.

Headmistress Miss Janet Blackwell administers the punishment herself in her private study.
At Blackwell , the fairer sex , is given more leniency so most of the young ladies can expect to be assigned to write lines or an essay as punishment , or for more serious offences , they may also receive up to two strokes of the cane , one on each hand.

For the young gentlemen , Miss Blackwell applies the full letter of the law , six to 12 strokes of the cane applied to the seat of the trousers.
For more serious offences , the young man will be required to lower his trousers before receiving his caning.
Miss Blackwell is rumoured to occasionally stretch the definition of 'trousers down' to also down the young man's underwear and apply the cane to his bare backside!

So when the mischievous Miss Penelope Leclair teased her boyfriend Jack Brown to skip classes and meet her behind the bicycle shed , she knew his punishment would be much worse than hers and was actually hoping they would be caught.

When the pair are ordered to report to the Head Mistress' study for punishment , Penelope knows that her bottom will be exempt from the cane , whilst Jack's will certainly not be!
In a foolish attempt to save his spoilt girlfriend from punishment , the chivalrous Jack tells Miss Blackwell that the escapade was all his idea .
While his action saves Penelope's delicate palms from the cane , his 12 strokes of the cane will now be administered 'trousers down' !
 Jack finds out that the rumours about Miss Blackwell are true.

Not only that , his punishment will be carried out in the presence of his pretty girlfriend who will no doubt giggle throughout and tease him incessantly about the stripes the Head Mistress  applied to his bare bottom and his difficulty to sit afterwards.

In the meantime , Penelope will sit and enjoy the show and then 'convince' Jack to write her essay for her later.
Her plan worked to perfection..... 


Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Oaks & Pines

For all you naughty schoolgirls and strict teachers , visit the O&P blog to find out how to 'enrol' and be part of the role play game.
The blog also features some really well written schoolgirl spanking stories.
Follow the link on the right to find out more and how to 'enrol'.


Monday, August 12, 2019

Remedy for an Overspending Wife - MF Spanking Cartoon

This naughty wife overspent on her credit card again and expected the consequences would be the same as previously , but this time her Husband has a better solution.
Her credit cards will be cancelled again , but will also have a very sore bottom !



Friday, August 9, 2019

Corner Time - FM Spanking Cartoon

This naughty Husband has just had his backside thoroughly thrashed , and his Wife has deposited him in the corner to reflect on his poor behaviour .....and to allow her to admire her handiwork.
It's a difficult balancing act for him , on tiptoes and holding a coin against the wall with his nose , and he knows if he fails to comply he will pay the price!


Tuesday, August 6, 2019

On The Bare ! - MF Spanking Cartoon

Is there any sight more spectacular than the downing of her last layer of protection to reveal her delectible bare derrierre in its full glory?

As she feels that cool breeze on her exposed cheeks she still requests that he restores her panties and her dignity before commencing her spanking.

Sorry ladies but that will never happen....we always spank on the bare!



Sunday, August 4, 2019

A Visit to the Beach - FM Spanking Cartoon

He had been excited about their trip to the beach all week....she thought perhaps a little bit too excited!
It was only when they arrived at the beach he had selected so diligently that she realized why.....

So their first beach activity was to march him over to the sand dunes for a sound thrashing with her sandal , made even more embarrassing that it was heard and witnessed by the scantily clad  young ladies he was ogling!

That spanking will leave his bottom stinging long enough to remind him what awaits him at home when she can deal with him properly.
In the meantime she will have him exchange his beach shorts for a thong so his bright red bottom is on display for all to see and tease him about...



Friday, August 2, 2019

A Proper Spanking - MF Spanking Cartoon

This naughty wife may regret handing her new Husband that hairbrush for a 'proper' spanking as he will no doubt oblige her with a spanking she will remember for some time for her sassiness!