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Friday, May 15, 2015

Spanked for whale tail watching - FM Spanking story


Linda almost dropped the drinks she had fetched for  her boyfriend Nick and her older sister Dana , when she spied Nick  lustily staring at Dana's rear end as they sat together at the picnic table.
"NICK!" Linda yelled , startling the pair.
Her boyfriend immediately flushed red when he realised he was caught.

"What's up Linda ?" Dana asked. She had never seen her little sister so angry.
Linda set down the drinks , out both hands on her hips and confronted Nick.
"I just saw this 'pig' ogling your butt!" she seethed, pointing an accusing finger at her flustered boyfriend.
"....b..but honey...I..."he babbled , his expression filled with guilt.

Dana giggled , "Well it is quite a sexy sight!" she quipped gazing at the view behind her.
She was proudly showing off her 'whale bone' , a white lace thong exposed over her low riding jeans which also revealed an eye-catching view of a good portion of her shapely twin globes.
"You naughty boy....whatever are we going to do with you ?" she teased , wagging a finger at Nick.

"AAAAAH!" Nick howled when Linda hauled him to his feet by his ear.
"Just wait until we get you home mister!" she scolded.
"OUCH!" Nick yelped when his girlfriend delivered a loud whack to the seat of his denims , turning the heads of the other picnickers.
"Count yourself lucky I don't put you over my knee right now and paddle your bare bottom in front of everyone!" she threatened.

When his girlfriend released his grip , an embarrassed Nick attempted to sit down but Linda was having none of it.
"This picnic is over for you...", she began , "....there's a Walmart on the other side of the park so you can get your little tushie over there and buy yourself a nice little thong like Dana's !"
Nick looked puzzled.
"You want me to buy your sister a thong?" he asked.

The two sisters looked at each other and cackled loudly.
"The thong is for YOU silly!" Linda explained.
" I would say a ladies large should fit him nicely don't you Dana ?"
Dana posed , a wry smile playing on her face.

"Your kidding?" Nick blurted.
"You know I'm not Nick....we want to make sure the punishment fits your crime so you're going to be wearing it for the rest of the day - and when I blister your backside with my hairbrush tonight !" his girlfriend declared.
Nick's jaw dropped.
"Aw Honey....not the  brush please ..." he pleaded , looking at Dana for sympathy.
"Naughty boys get spanked so best be on your way naughty boy." Dana laughed.
The two sisters returned to their picnic , chatting and laughing heartily as they watched Nick begin his trek .

Poor Nick endured a thoroughly humiliating experience at the Walmalt store , packed with Saturday afternoon shoppers.
The amused glances of ladies as he dwelled in the lingerie section in search of the thong , the seemingly never-ending wait in the line-up clutching his purchase , the look from the young cashier and pack-boys as he paid for his large , white lace thong.

He had considered purchasing some other items so the thong did not look so conspicuous but he knew Linda would be checking his bill and may even send him back to the store if she thought he had not followed her instructions to the letter.

Back at the park , the two sisters had finished eating and giggled excitedly when they saw Nick approaching.
"You sure have that boyfriend of yours under control now Sis!" Dana said.
Linda hugged her sister , "All thanks to you Dana. I was ready to break up with him until you told me to give the 'Blackwell' system a try. It sure worked to turn him around , but he's still a work in progress I'm afraid."
Dana chuckled , "Did you see his face when you mentioned the hairbrush? You must be getting pretty good at it now."
Linda nodded , "Yes he's terrified of it ....just the sight of it makes him jump so I always keep it in plain view as you suggested!"

"Let's see if our dirty little man did as he was told shall we?" Linda said putting her hand out to receive the bag from Nick.
His face flushed red when Linda made a point of holding the thong in the air for all to see while she and her sister teased him.
"On he's gonna look cute in that Linda!" Dana said.
"Yea....and they're not going to give him much protection from my hairbrush I'm afraid!" Linda grinned

Linda handed the thong to Nick.
"OK now go put them on." she demanded.
"WHAT? HERE?" Nick asked trying to lower his voice.
Linda glared sternly at him , "I don't care where you do it but I want you wearing these for the rest of the day for being such a pervert."
Nick looked around for a private spot to change while the sisters looked on grinning with arms folded.
The park was busy but he was able to find a clutch of trees large enough for him to quickly change into the tiny thong .

He felt quite ridiculous when he returned to the girls who were thoroughly enjoying the events.
Nick had a feeling his public embarrassment was not over.
"Are you sorry Nick ?" Linda asked.
Nick's head bowed , "Yes...I'm sorry for....I'm sorry for being a dirty pervert..." he managed to say.
"Well if you really mean that you can kneel down and kiss both of our asses!" Linda demanded.
"Seriously?" Nick asked , his eyes darting around.
Linda raised a brow , "Pucker up mister!"

Adam walked behind the girls and dropped to his knees.
He could not resist drinking in the sight of the cute twin behinds , both in low ride jeans exposing bare cheeks below thong whale tails.
He pursed his lips and pressed them against Linda's left cheek and then her right.
Shuffling on his knees , he planted two kisses on Dana's luscious cheeks.
He could feel his erection straining against the thong when he rose.
Linda looked at him ,"Did I give you permission to stand ? Back on your knees....give us both a foot massage.
Nick's act did not go unnoticed by fellow picnickers nearby , some of whom applauded when he dropped to his knees again.

Nick sat in silence for the remainder of the picnic as the two sisters chatted amiably.
His bottom tingled at the thought of his fate later at home.
That awful hairbrush of Linda's hurt like heck and having to take his punishment in front of Dana would add to his humiliation.
By the time the trio returned to Linda's apartment he just wanted to get it over with.

"OK let show Dana and I what you look like in your new undies shall we ?" Linda teased.
Nick stripped and stood before the pair , his erection peeking over the tiny triangle of material.
"He seems pretty excited Linda ." Dana said studying Nick's throbbing shaft.
Linda was already tapping the big hairbrush against her palm.
"Don't worry this will soon take care of that !" she grinned.
Linda sat down on the big chair and patted her lap."Over you go mister."

Nick draped himself over his girlfriend's inviting lap.
Dana giggled at the sight of his pale , muscular backside framed by the string of the tiny thong.
"Your right sis ..that thong isn't going to give him much protection!" she laughed.

'WHACK!''WHACK!''WHACK!''WHACK!''WHACK!''WHACK!'
"OOOW!" "AIOOOOW!" "OOOOW!"
Linda did not believe in warm-ups and began cracking the back of the hairbrush against her man's vulnerable rump with venom.
Her arm rose high and she swung the brush in a tennis like swing , a look of determination on her face as she went to work tanning Nick's naughty behind.

Dana sat back in the armchair and took in the show.
She was impressed by her young sister's technique and even she winced as the brush cracked hard against Nick's bare flesh.
Her kid sister had learned well.
Nick was howling from the first whack , struggling and squirming all over his girlfriend's lap.
Linda noticed his erection had disappeared already.
She picked up the pace.
'WHAP!''WHAP!''WHAP!''WHAP!''WHAP!''WHAP!'
'WHOP!'WHOP!'WHOP!'WHOP!'
"WAAAAH!" "I'M SORRY!""AAAAAAH"  "I'M REALLY SORRY!"
Nick was becoming frantic now , his howls turning to girlish squeals.

Linda paused to catch her breath and examine her handiwork.
His entire ass and upper thighs was a blazing red hue with white burn spots on both cheeks.
He would not be sitting comfortably for some time after this.
Linda looked at her sister.
"Can you fetch the leather belt hanging in my closet please Dana.I'll be just the thing to make sure he gets the point."
Dana nodded in agreement , amused at Nick's horrified reaction to the introduction of the belt.
"Please Honey....not the belt....my butt is already sore .....I said I was sorry..." he pleaded.
Linda taunted him , "Is poor little Nickie's bottom soresie worsie?"

Ironically the next phase of his punishment would be with the thin belt Nick wore to work most days so would be  a constant reminder for him.....not to mention sitting!
The belt was braided which added to it's sting and would leave braided welts on his behind for days.
Linda loved the belt because it let her really thrash his behind and address those sensitive areas like the cleft between his cheeks and the inside of his thighs.
As per the Blackwell doctrine , she would be focussing exclusively on these areas for the rest of his spanking.

Although it was offering no protection , Linda put her fingers in the waistband of Nic's thong and peeled it off.
"You're bare bottom for the rest mister....open wide!" she ordered.
Dana  raised a brow and then applauded when her sister stuffed the undies in her boyfriend's mouth.
Linda looked at her sister , "Just in case the neighbours hear....this tends to get him squealing like a banshee!" she said waving the belt.

'THWAP!''THWAP!''WHAP!''THWAP!''WHAP!''WHAP!''THWAP!'
"MMMMFFF!" "GGGGGMMMMFFF!"
Linda whipped the belt against her chosen target areas as Nick  gagged , gurgled and writhed on her lap.
She used backhand and forehand strokes to the sensitive spots that would keep her man remembering this spanking for some time.

Dana looked on in awe of her sister so thoroughly whipping poor Nick's backside.
His entire rear quarters were a real mess , similar to her husband Simon;s when she thrashed him like that.
When Linda finally finished , she guided Nick into the corner , hands on head for some quite reflection.

Out of breath , Linda sat beside Dana and admired her handiwork.
"Stop that blubbering and stay in that corner until you're ready to give Dana a proper apology!" she scolded.
"Wow Sis....you really gave it to him good this time!" Dana remarked.
Linda smiled , "He's going to be wearing the thong and the belt to work tomorrow!"
"Well his butt does look quite cute in it?" Dana observed.
"Hmmmm....maybe we should send him back to Walmart to buy some low ride jeans to show off his whale tale too ?" she mused.





Monday, May 4, 2015

The Spanking Sergeants - MF Spanking Story



Sergeant Simon Blackwell sat behind his desk ,shifting uncomfortably on the hard wooden chair.
The grimace on his face transformed into a smile when his fellow Sergeant Adam entered the office they shared.
He also wore a grimace and under his arm was a small pillow.
Adam tossed the pillow onto the chair and carefully lowered himself onto it.

"I guess Betty gave you the same as I got from Dana huh ?" Simon sympathized.
Adam groaned when he put his weight on his sore backside.
The pillow didn't help much.
"Geez that woman knows how to swing that paddle....I've got blisters on my blisters!" he remarked.

Simon nodded agreement, "The girls know we spend most of the day Friday sitting at our desks so I was kind of expecting they would schedule their payback for last night!"
"Yea...I thought they'd forgotten about our little escapade Monday night..."Adam said.
"They never forget buddy!" Simon declared.

Back at the house , Dana and Betty were sharing stories about last night's discipline session over a cup of coffee.
"Boy did we catch them by surprise last night Dana....the look on Adam's face when I told him it was time for his paddling was precious.....did I ever give it to him good!" Betty chuckled.
Dana giggled , "Yea they're gonna be reminded of their latest prank all day long today sitting on their sore behinds!"

"How about we celebrate by doing some shopping....we both need some new outfits for the gym?" Betty suggested.
Dana frowned , "I dunno Betty.....Simon has been asking me all week if the bills have been paid but I've been putting it off..."
"Don't worry Dana , there'll be lots of time for that! I have a pile of bills to take care of as well but they can wait !" Betty reasoned.

Dana loved spending and shopping but hated paying bills , which is why Simon insisted she take responsibility for the task.
"There is a big sale at Lulu-lemons and Simon does like the way they show off my butt?" she thought.
"Now you're talking girl.....Adam can't keep his hands off my ass when I wear those yoga pants so paying the bills will be the last thing on his mind!" Betty gushed.
"That's what we need to be worried about Betty. Simon warned me he would tan my butt good if we get any late charges!"

Betty looked concerned.
"Wait a minute girlfriend....are you telling me you get spanked also?"
"Of course , it's only fair..." Dana replied , "I don't get it as hard as Simon gets it but he spanks pretty hard!"
"There's no way Adam is spanking me!" Betty declared putting a palm to her bottom.
Dana grinned , "Yes he will ....but only when you deserve it , and believe me it won't be anywhere near as often as the guys get it. Anyway , we still have time to get back and handle the bills so its a moot point!"
"OK lets go !" Betty giggled.

Back at the base , Simon was busy looking at the base budget .
"Private Jennings get in here now!" he hollered.
Corporal Jennings was a cute 22 year old female recruit who handled some accounting duties.
Within seconds , Jennings was standing at attention in front of him , her pert breasts pressed against her tunic and her long blonde hair pinned up in a bun which hi-lited her cheekbones and natural good looks.

Across from Simon , Adam had a broad grin on his face as he took in the sight of Private Jennings' cute behind in her tight fatigues.
Simon waved a paper in front of the Private's eyes.
"This supplier says he will no longer supplying to the mess because we haven't paid his bills....what's going on Private?" he yelled.
Private jennings' face flushed.
"I'm sorry Sir....there was a problem with the invoices ....I was meaning to call the supplier but I guess I forgot....." she squeaked.
"Well your forgetfulness has caused a problem Private......we need this order to be delivered today and we have no credit.....what do you propose we do?" he asked.
"I don't know Sir.....sorry Sir!" came the reply.

Simon felt his erection grow at the sight of the pretty girl before him looking so vulnerable.
He wished he could give her a spanking and had a brief picture of her shapely bare bottom over his lap.
Simon's voice lowered.
"I'll tell you what I'll do Private. I'll pay for this order on my own credit card and you will get your butt down there with the truck to pick it up.
Then you will get back here and stay as long as it takes to sort out the account. Understand?"
"YESSIR!" the Private replied before being excused.
Simon felt his erection growing as he watched the Private's sweet bottom jiggle as she marched out.
"Control yourself Simon....I know what you're thinking.....same as me!" Adam cackled.

At the Yoga store , Dana eagerly browsed through the clothes on the rack as Betty stood beside here.
"What's up Betty? You look like you're a million miles away..." Dana asked.
Betty put a finger to her chin in contemplation.
"So what's it like to be spanked?" she asked.
Dana sighed , "I told you we're not going to be spanked Betty....but if you must know it hurts of course but it also feels kinda good.."
"Whatcha mean 'good'?" Betty asked.
"You know....having a strong man take charge , scold you and put you over his lap and smack your bare bottom like a naughty schoolgirl......your bottom burns and it just feels good.....especially  afterwards we're both so horny we....."
"ok ok I get the picture!" Betty giggled and noticed a tingling in her bottom.

"What do you mean my credit card was put on hold?" Simon screamed angrily down the phone.
After venting some more he slammed the receiver down.
"I told Dana to pay that bill weeks ago! Boy is she gonna get it tonight.." he seethed.
" Don't worry simon I'll use my credit card for this.....Betty's always on top of the bills at our house." Adam said , picking up the phone. "....and just what is Dana getting?"

"Why a darn good bare-bottom spanking ...that's what !" Simon announced.
A stunned  Adam paused before dialing , "You spank Dana?"
"Of course....not as hard as I get it  of course , but enough to teach her a lesson when she does dumb things like this!" Simon said.
A broad grin spread over his friend's face.
"So that means I get to spank Betty when she screws up!" he announced excitedly and resumed dialing the supplier.
Simon just shook his head and chuckled to himself.
"What do you mean it's been cancelled?" Simon looked up when he heard Adam's conversation.
Adam put down the phone and looked at Simon in disbelief.
"I don't know what Betty's been up to but the credit limit on our card has been exceeded.....we're screwed man!"
Simon thought for a moment before reluctantly picking up the phone.
"Who are you calling Simon?"Adam asked.
"First my Mother to ask her to use her credit card.....and then that wife of mine!" he seethed.


Dana sighed impatiently when her cell phone rang but picked it up when she saw it was Simon's work number.
"Hi honey....I was going to call you later to ask you how your poor bottom is feeling this morning.... That was quite the job I did on it last night wasn't it dear?" Dana teased.
Her husband squirmed on his seat when reminded of his bottom roasting before refocusing on the task at hand.
"Yes it was...." he began.
"UH UH?" Dana interrupted.
There  was a brief pause.
"Yes it was a good job....Ma'am!"
Dana tutted , "I hope that isn't attitude I detect honey.....or you'll be getting another dose of the paddle when you get home...."
"Where are you Dana?" he asked impatiently.
"I really don't like your tone mister..." Dana began, "...if you must know I'm in the changing room at the yoga store bare-assed and with one leg in a pair of yoga pants!"
Simon took a moment to take a mental picture of his wife and felt that bulge in his pants again.
"Well I'd advise you not to buy those pants unless you want to be embarrassed like I was....the card has been put on hold for non-payment." he told her.
Dana felt a shiver go up her spine and immediately knew she was in trouble.
"Are you sure its not a mistake honey? I'm pretty sure I paid it...." she replied meekly.
"Apparently not , but you're the one who supposed to pay the bills , what do you think.
Dana's proud tone digressed to that of a naughty little girl , "I guess I forgot then...."


"Here's what you're going to do young lady.
You're going to hi-tail that cute little butt of yours out of the store and sit down and take care of ALL the bills like you're supposed to.
Then you can go in the kitchen and pick the implement of your choice for the spanking I'm going to give you when I get home....got it?" Simon lectured.
"YESSIR!" his wife replied.
Simon smiled , "...and by the way , as we speak , your friend Betty is having a similar call with Adam and she will be coming over to our place to get her spanking too! So you can help her pick an implement also. Since the pair of you screwed up together you're going to get spanked together!"


Dana's jaw dropped but when she peaked out the dressing room door at Betty she looked stunned and was staring  at her cellphone in disbelief.
Simon wasn't kidding.
It was bad enough getting a spanking but to get it in front of her friends was added punishment.
"Please Simon....can't we talk about this?" she pleaded.
"UH UH?" he cautioned.
"Please can we talk about this SIR?" she replied.
She knew there was no going back now and she deserved to be punished but she had to try.
"Oh yes....we'll be having a long , private conversation after you and Betty have been punished!" came the terse reply.


Dana and Betty reluctantly returned their intended purchases to the store clerk , both looking very worried.
"The guys are really mad.....we'd best get home and catch up on the bills and hope  they've calmed down by the time they get home  !" Dana lamented.
"Is there anything wrong with the pant's ladies?" the clerk asked.
"No...we just can't buy them now because our butts are going to be too sore and swollen to fit into them ..." Dana replied sarcastically , leaving the clerk with a puzzled look on her face.
"Will our butts really be that sore Dana ?" Betty asked.
"Unfortunately yes Betty....you won't even want to wear panties never mind tight yoga pants !"
Betty gulped.


Back at the base , Simon and Adam had managed to clear up matters with the supplier thanks to Simon's mother Janet.
"Thanks Mom..." Simon said into the phone as Adam waved to him on his way out.
"See you at your place in an hour bud !"
Janet could not resist offering her son some advice.
"You know what your Father would do to me if I had done that don't you son?" she asked.
Simon sighed , "I have a pretty good idea Mom....but I have a feeling you're going to tell me anyway.."


Janet began , "I remember when we were first married there was this beautiful coffee table I liked , but money was tight then so your Father thought we couldn't afford it. Of course , headstrong me went out and bought it anyway. I knew it would earn me a spanking but I figured it was worth it.
Boy was I wrong!
Your Dad was livid and determined to teach me a lesson.
He had me strip and kneel on all fours on the coffee table for my punishment.


I must have knelt there , stark naked for a good hour waiting for him to come in and give me my licking.
It gave me time to think about how selfish I'd been.
When he did come back he had the thick , two-tailed strap I'd use on his tough hide. It was the only time he ever used it on me.....boy did it sting!
By the 10th whack I was bawling and promising I would take the coffee table back but he kept going.
I  had trouble sitting for the rest of the week but I never did anything like that again I can tell you.
Funny thing was your Dad let me keep the damn coffee table ....and it reminded me of that thrashing every time we used it!"
His Mother's story stirred something in Simon's as he pictured Dana on all fours with her shapely butt thrust out , but his dreaming was interrupted by the return of Private Jennings.
"Excuse me Sir!  You wanted to see me Sir!" she announced.
"Gotta go Mom....love you!" Simon said to Janet
 Private Jennings smiled. Her tough Sergeant had a heart.


Pulling himself back to military mode , Simon looked up at the blonde young lady before him.
"I was able to sort out the mess you created Private Jennings but there has to be some consequences. You're leave privileges will  be cancelled for this weekend.
The young lady's lips began to tremble and tears were welling in her eyes.
Simon could not resist a sensitive woman.
"Is that a problem Private?" he asked.
"No Sir...I deserve it....it's just that I was meeting someone this weekend....someone I like very much..." she sobbed.
Simon felt bad and handed her a tissue.
"Can't I have some other punishment Sir?"


A thought breezed across Simon's mind and his instinct told him to ignore it , but something stronger urged him to continue.
"If it was up to me I'd put you across my knee for a good spanking and send you home but...."
The Private's face lit up.
".....but what Sir?' she asked , her full lips pursed in an irresistible  pout.


Back home Dana's bottom tingled as she sat at the desk paying the bills.
She was dreading the spanking but in some way anticipating and looking forward to it , perhaps it was guilt?
It had been a while since Simon had spanked her but she had a feeling this one was going to be a doozie!
Just then she heard the door open and Betty's voice.
"Hi Dana.....your partner in crime is here to get ready for  punishment !" Betty called out.
"Finished paying the bills already ?" Dana asked.
"Yes! With Adam looking over my shoulder the whole time telling me how he's going to warm my butt. He sent me over to get an implement and get ready until Simon gets back.
Apparently he has to deal with that dumb blonde Private Jennings.
"You know if she hadn't screwed up this would never have happened. I hope Simon gives it to her good!"


A pang of jealousy pulsed through Dana's veins.
"You mean that cute little California blonde who wore that skimpy bikini at last year's BBQ?"
Betty nodded , "...yep....the very one....what's up Dana....do you think she'll offer something to Simon to get off the hook?"
That was exactly what Dana was thinking  as she fought the urge to drive over to the base and find out for herself.
"Relax Dana....that blonde does have a knock-out body , but Simon's a professional ...." Betty reasoned.
Dana could not get the thought of her handsome husband alone with a cute blonde out of her mind but fought her jealous feelings.
"No....you're right Betty .....I trust Simon....let's go to the kitchen and pick out our weapons of ass destruction !" she laughed.


' SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
"OW!"" OUCHIE!" "YEOOW!" "YOU SPANK HARD SIR!"
Simon paused to drink in the sight of Private Debbie Jennings' jiggling bare globes.
"I hope this will teach you a lesson Private ?" he asked , gently massaging the silky skin on her reddening cheeks.
It was such a delectable bottom , tanned except for the milky skin where her skin was covered by the tiny bikini.
Simon was well on his way to turning the milky white into a flaming red.
"YESSIR!" Debbie yelled.
Simon looked at the clock. It was almost 6pm. He had to wrap up this spanking and get ready for the next one.
His hand rose and he delivered a final salvo of rapid-fire spanks which had the Private bouncing and writhing all over his lap.
Her wiggling gave him a glimpse of her enticing private area , moist and neatly shaved in anticipation of her weekend date.
Simon felt a pang of guilt as he thought of what he would like to do after the spanking.
Debbie had to be very aware of his erection she had been grinding on for the past 15 minutes.
SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
"OW!"""  OOOOOW!" "OUCH!"
Simon guided the pretty blonde off his lap and onto her feet.


Her pert breasts jiggled when she hopped up and down rubbing her bottom.
Simon stood and gasped when he felt Debbie's hand eagerly grasp his erection.
Fighting his urges he wrenched himself away.
"Get those pants up Private. You're dismissed.!" he ordered.
Debbie pouted again and rubbed her hot bottom.
"I said your dismissed!" Simon repeated.


Simon still felt pangs of guilt when he arrived home but they dissipated somewhat when he drank in the sight of his repentant wife in her tight top and second skin yoga pants.
She looked amazing.
Dana put her arms around him and they enjoyed a lingering kiss.
Then she held out her arm and waved a large wooden spoon in front of him.
"I'm ready for my punishment Sir!"
"Me too!" Betty chirped , handing a big wooden spatula to Adam.


The two couples retreated to the privacy of the basement where the ladies had thoughtfully laid out two sturdy chairs.
Adam looked at Simon.
"This is going to be a long spanking and I've done enough sitting for one day!" he declared rubbing his still tender behind.
Simon bent his left knee and placed his foot on the chair.
Adam grinned and did the same.
"Over you go ladies!" they announced in unison.


The yoga pants worn by the two spankees left little to the imagination and seemed to hug the ample ass cheeks contained within.
Dana gasped when Simon placed his fingers in the waistband and slowly peeled them down to reveal her gorgeous twin globes.
Simon could not help comparing his wife's bottom to those of the delectable Debbie he had soundly spanked only minutes before.
Debbie's bottom was smaller and firmer and he loved the tan lines , but Dana had more curves and was just as spankable.
Two spankings in one day.....Simon could not believe his luck!














Sunday, April 26, 2015

Teaching the Boss's Wife....the Blackwell way - FM Spanking Story



Janet Blackwell paused to adjust her husband Gerry's position over her lap.
"Dammit Gerry! Will you stop that squirming around and take your spanking like a man?" she challenged
'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHOP!' 'WHOP!' 'CRAACK!'
"OW!" "OOW!" "AAAARGH!" "I'M SORRY MA'AM!"
Gerry howled and bucked on his wife's lap as her hairbrush peppered his backside with another stinging volley of whacks.


Janet paused again , this time to swing a shapely leg over both of Gerry's to hold him in place.
"Oh you're gonna be sorry alright Mister.....Ill teach you to go out to strip bars with that Boss of yours and then have  the gall to lie to me about it!" she lectured.
"But I didn't lie hun....I mean Ma'am....we were talking business with clients...." Gerry pleaded.
His wife sighed and raised her arm to resume the hair-brushing.
"You still haven't learnt your lesson have you darling? Well perhaps this will get through to you!" Janet replied.
'CRACK!' 'CRACK!' 'WHOP!' 'WHOP!' 'CRAACK!'
"GAAAH!" "OOOOOW!" "AAAH!"
Janet went to work with her hair-brush , aiming exclusively for the back of her naughty husband's tender thighs.
Despite his best efforts to avoid the onslaught , Gerry's wife had him well and truly pinned.
'CRACK!' 'CRACK!' 'TWWHAACK!' 'WHAAACK!' 'CRAACK!


Janet knew the spanking was finally making the right impression on Gerry so picked up the tempo.
He would still be feeling  this when he sat down at his desk on Monday.
"DAMMIT!",  Janet sighed when she heard the doorbell ring upstairs , "Who the hell could that be on a Saturday morning?"
A grateful smile crept over Gerry's face.
"Saved by the bell!" he joked. "OOOOW!" , his amusement was corrected by a particularly hard whack from his wife's brush to his behind.
"We're far from done her mister so get your nose into the corner and wait while I see who it is!" she ordered , spilling him unceremoniously onto the floor.


It was only when Janet had opened the door to find a tall , elegant , well-dressed lady , that she realised she still had the hairbrush in her hand.
She placed her hand behind her back to hide it as she studied the woman's face.
"You don't remember me Janet? We met at our husbands' work party.... Gerry works for my husband Nigel?" she said , extending a hand , "Lorna....Lorna Noonan".


Janet's face lit up when she realised it was indeed Gerry's new boss's wife at their door.
"Did I come at a bad time ?" Lorna asked , sensing Janet's discomfort.
"Er....um...no...no of course not....but if you're looking for Gerry he's er....ah....indisposed at the moment." she said , disguising a grin.
She had been making quite the racket downstairs with her hairbrush and Gerry's howling so she wondered if Lorna had been there long enough to hear .
"Actually I came to talk to you Janet." Lorna replied , cocking an eyebrow when she spied the big hairbrush in Janet's hand.
"Well you'd best come in then ..." Janet replied .


Downstairs in the basement , Gerry's ears were anxiously trying to decipher the conversation upstairs as he stood obediently in the corner fighting the urge to rub his blistered behind.
His face turned redder than his rump when he realised who Janet was talking to,
"SHIT! It's Nigel's wife..." he gasped.


Meanwhile his wife was reveling in the irony of the situation.
If only Lorna knew that she had been paddling Gerry for going to a strip club when the wife of his accomplice happened to arrive at their door.
"Have a seat Mrs. Noonan and I'll make us some tea!" Janet said loud enough for her husband to hear.
Gerry panicked , wondering what his wife was up to , but knew enough to stay in position.
"Darn it Janet....why didn't  you make an excuse and send her away!" he seethed.
On the plus side , at least his paddling was over ....for now.


The two women chatted amiably for a few minutes while the tea was being made while Gerry fidgeted nervously downstairs.
When Janet placed the tray on the coffee table , the hairbrush sat conspicuously beside it.
Lorna could not take her eyes off it and when Janet leaned over to remove it she was surprised when her visitor asked to look at it.
A mischievious grin played on Lorna's face as she tapped the back of the brush against her palm.
"They don't make them like this anymore do they? May I ask where you bought it?" she asked.
"Actually it's a family heirloom , passed down from my Mother to me....she got it from my Grandmother....and her Mother before that I think." Janet said.


Lorna smiled , "That explains your beautiful long hair....that old adage of 100 brush strokes a night must work!"
"Oh I doubt if it was ever used much to brush hair!" Janet replied, savouring the look on Mrs. Noonan's face before continuing.
"You see in our family , the Matriarch has always been responsible for discipline.
That old hairbrush has tanned many the naughty male bottom over the past few generations - and still gets used at least once a month here!
It's the secret of a long happy marriage...I'm proud to say we've never had a divorce in the family. This is the best marriage counsellor in the world !" Janet declared proudly staring at the sacred brush.

With a captive audience in Lorna , Janet went on to explain the history of the brush starting with her Great-Grandmother Beth back in the 1900's.
In fact she rambled on so much she completely lost track of time , completely forgetting that Gerry was still downstairs , bare-assed and waiting for the rest of his spanking.
"OMIGOSH GERRY!" she gasped , putting a hand to her mouth when she looked at the clock,
"What's wrong Janet?" a curious Lorna asked.
Janet quickly rose to her feet.
"Please excuse me for a few minutes Lorna, I just remembered I have some unfinished business with Gerry downstairs.....help yourself to tea...I won't be long.
With that she spun on her heel and made her way downstairs.

She was pleased to see her husband's still very red backside still waiting in the corner.
"Where the hell have you been !" Gerry complained impatiently.
'SMACK!' "OW!"
Janet smacked Gerry's rump so hard it was clearly heard by their guest upstairs.
Lorna cocked an eyebrow and smiled.

"Don't you dare speak to me in that tone! I'm far from finished with you yet mister.." she scolded.
Gerry's face flushed red when Janet informed him who their visitor was - and that she was still there.
"....but Janet....my spanking will have to wait....she'll hear!" he protested anxiously.
Janet walked to the cupboard and calmly retrieved the senior cane.
She swished it through the air and the familiar sound made Gerry's head twist around.
"Please Janet.." he pleaded.
"Since you're worried about the noise this will be quiet but effective...." she mused, "....the only thing is to keep you quiet...." she continued.
"Turn around and face me!" she barked.
Her husband's eyes grew as big as saucers when Janet wiggled out of her tight capri pants and peeled off her lace bikini undies.
"Open wide darling." she commanded , placing the garment under Gerry's nose.
Gerry hesitated for a moment , but the mere look on his wife's face told him he should obey.
His mouth opened and he gagged when Janet stuffed her panties in his mouth.
"That out to muffle the noises!" she giggled.
"Bend over the chair.....a dozen with this little gem out to be enough to finish your lessson!" she declared.

Meanwhile , upstairs Lorna's ears were perked listening for more.
'SWISH' 'WHACK!' "GGGGGHHH!"
The noise was subdued but still audible.
She cocked an eyebrow trying to comprehend the sounds coming from downstairs.
Lorna sipped her tea until she had counted out 12 strokes followed by the sound of Janet's scolding voice.
Downstairs , Janet was admiring her handiwork.
She placed a hand on the raised , red welts she had just painted on her husband's ass and thighs.
Gerry winced.
"Yes...very nice...that should last for a while...."she grinned."Now get dressed while I return to our guest..."

"Sorry about that Lorna....but some things between a husband and wife just can't wait can they?
Now where were we?" Janet said when she rejoined Lorna.
"Actually , I came here to apologize for the way Nigel spoke to you at the party last week.
You were right to reprimand him....unfortunately he can be a bit of a spoilt brat sometimes.
Anyway , I felt so bad about it I wanted to let you know ." Lorna said.

"It would mean more if Nigel had the courage to apologize himself Lorna.....don't you think it's about time you taught him some manners?" Janet replied.
"How on earth would I do that ?" Lorna chuckled.
Janet picked up the big brush on the table."As I told you....this is the secret to a happy marriage..."
Just then Gerry re-appeared and greeted their guest with a smile ....and a grimace.
"Hi Lorna....how nice of you to stop by....is there something I can do for you?" he asked.
The tone of his voice hinted that he was anxious for his boss's wife to leave.
"No Gerry....just girls stuff with Janet and I..." Lorna replied.
"Shall you tell Lorna about you and Nigel's exploits at the strip club or shall I ?" Janet interjected.
"Strip club? Why that little....." Lorna exclaimed.

While Gerry squirmed , Janet proceeded to bring her new friend up to date on her husband's after work activities.
Lorna was visibly shaken and angry.
"Why don't you run along while Lorna and I finish our chat ....and Gerry....don't  you dare call Nigel about this !" she warned.

**************

Nigel Doonan strutted into the house in his usual arrogant manner and gave his wife a peck on her cheek.
"Sorry I'm late Lorna....you know what it's like at the office.....even on weekends. Give me a minute to clean up before we go to dinner.
Lorna was already dressed for dinner in her elegant gown and heels and had been waiting for an hour.
"You couldn't call to let me know you'd be late?' she asked sternly.
Nigel shrugged , "Much too busy sweetie....now why don't you redo your lipstick or something while you're waiting!" came the reply.
Lorna could feel the rage build up inside her , but remembering Janet's advice she remained calm - but firm.

"Yes when I called the club the bartender told me you were very busy.....pushing $50's into a girl's undies!" she announced.
Nigel's face flushed red and his jaw dropped , guilt written all over his face.
"Seems like you and Gerry have been spending a lot of time there ?" she prodded.
"Gerry told you about that?" Nigel exclaimed incredulously.
Lorna grinned and gave her husband a good look at the brand new big wooden hairbrush in her right hand.
"Let's just say Janet 'beat it out of him' with this....just like I'm going to beat some manners into you!" she announced.
Lorna was in full gear now and went on to give her husband a lengthy and detailed lecture about his behaviour and her plan to repair their marriage.
All the time he remained silent , his eyes trained on the brush Lorna tapped menacingly against her palm as she spoke.

When she was finished , she sat down hiked her gown and patted her lap.
"Get those pants down and get over my lap. You are in for the spanking of your life!" Lorna warned.
In fact it was going to be the first spanking of the spoilt young man's life !
Still stunned , Nigel hesitated so Lorna stood up and began undoing his belt.
He did not resist as his wife yanked his expensive suit pants to his ankles.
His face glowed when his silk shorts joined them!
"For the remainder of this evening....including dinner....you will refer to me as Ma'am.....is that understood?" she scolded.
"Yes Ma'am!" came the reply.
A satisfied smile played on Lorna's face.
She knew she had won - and her errant husband was about to pay the price .

Lorna took a moment to savour the moment and admire Nigel's cute , pale , muscled rump as he lay helpless over her lap.
His butt cheeks clenched when she tapped the hard wood of the brush against them.
"I am going to blister your butt soooo good Nigel Noonan.....you won't be able to sit for a week!" she announced.
Her right arm rose high in the air and she commenced Nigel's first of many spankings just the way Janet had taught her.
By the 15th spank her husband was already howling and complaining how much it hurt.
His howls had turned to wails and pleads of mercy by the time she reached 40 but Lorna was far from finished.
The reddening of her husband's cheeks seemed to inspire her to spank harder and faster.
After 100 spanks she had lost count and commenced a rapid-fire attack on her husband's vulnerable lower cheeks and upper thighs.
A repentant Nigel was crying real tears but still Lorna would not stop.
The skin on his sit spots on both cheeks were scorched and blistering but his wife continued to dance her brush all over his rear-quarters until he was a sorry sobbing mess.

Finally , Lorna dumped Nigel off her lap , took him by the ear and marched him into the corner.
Then she picked up the phone and called Janet.
"Hi Janet its Lorna. I was wondering if you and Gerry were free you could join us for dinner tonight?" she asked , casting a glance at Nigel's well spanked backside.
Janet chuckled , "I'm sure sitting down for a few hours is the last thing Gerry would like to do this evening but I'm quite sure I can convince him."
"Tell him he won't be the only one sitting on a very sore bottom Janet.....I'll fill you on on the details tonight. Shall we say 8 o'clock at Luigi's ?" Lorna tittered.




















































































Monday, March 23, 2015

Mrs. Blackwell Misbehaves - MF Illustrated Spanking Story



Janet Blackwell fidgeted nervously in the dining room waiting for her husband to return.
Her husband Gerry glared at her , still somewhat astonished by his wife's behaviour.
"Sorry Gerry...I guess I blew it for you huh?" she muttered quietly.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Spanking implement on display - FM spanking cartoon

It's bad enough that his wife gave him a spanking before their dinner guests arrived , but to have the implement on display , and available for use.....well it should guarantee two very well behaved gentlemen at the dinner table !


Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The Spanked Sergeants - FM Spanking Story



Marine Sergeant Simon Blackwell , gazed ruefully at the big Jokari paddle hanging on the closet door as pushed the vacuum cleaner around the room.
At the Army base , he was the Sergeant in charge barking out the orders to recruits , but at home things were different.

Standing behind him with arms folded  , dilligently watching his every move , was his wife Dana.
"Don't forget the corners and under the sofa honey." she reminded him.
Simon replied with a polite, "Yes Maam."
The mere sight of the big paddle hanging there was enough to keep his tone respectful.

It had been 24 hours since Dana had blistered his bare backside with it and he was still feeling the effects.
Dana knew Simon spent all day Friday's sitting at his desk preparing the week's reports and had scheduled his paddling accordingly.
She certainly enjoyed phoning him on Friday afternoon to ask how his bottom felt.
Ironically , Simon was assigning discipline duties to a recruit when Dana called which made it even more uncomfortable.
"Well Simon? I asked you a question.....or perhaps you'd like a little refresher with my cane when you get home tonight?' she warned.
Simon squirmed on his seat ....it was bad enough that his backside was tender and blistered but now he had to compliment his wife on her handiwork.

He paused to chose his words carefully as the recruit stood stiffly in front of him waiting.
"It's still pretty sore...." he murmered.
"What?" Dana prompted.
Simon looked up at the recruit who was clearly curious.
"Ma'am....it's still pretty sore Ma'am." he repeated in a low voice.


Dana sensed her husband was not alone.
"Is someone with you honey?" she asked.
"Yes Ma'am!" came the terse reply.
"Oh! Then I guess you don't want them to know that Sergeant Simon Blackwell gets his bare bottom spanked by his wife when he needs it?" she teased.
"No Ma'am I do not !"

Simon noticed the recruit fighting the urge to smile.
Dana decided to give her husband a reprieve.
"Well I'll let you get back to work honey ....but don't forget your promise....I want you on your knees pleasuring me tonight.....I'm sooooo horny!" she cooed .
Simon suddenly felt an erection straining against his fatiques.

He certainly did not want to earn a repeat dose of the Jokari before having dinner with friends later.
Dana always kept the paddle hanging in full view for a few days after his punishment as a reminder to him.
She would not hesitate to use it again if he dared to anger her.
To his relief ,  the doorbell rang.
"That will be Betty. I invited her over to watch a movie. You can bring that upstairs and then get started on cleaning the windows." she ordered.

Upstairs Dana embraced her good friend and neighbour Betty , a lanky , athletic blonde who was married to Simon's best friend and fellow Sergeant Adam.
Simon forced a smile ,bidding Betty a subdued "hello" as he walked passed with the vacuum.
"Boy do you have him well trained Dana. What's your secret?" she asked.
"Oh I have my ways.....don't I honey?" Dana replied , glancing at a blushing Simon.

While Simon went outside to tend the windows , the two girls settled down on the sofa to share a bottle of wine and watch the movie.
It didn't take long for them to empty the bottle , and Betty went to the washroom while a tipsy Dana opened another bottle .

When Betty returned she spied the Jokari hanging on the handle.
Picking it up she swung it through the air.
"I used to be very good at this you know." she mused.
The wine had relaxed Dana a bit more than normal.
"I'm very good with it too ....just ask Simon." she said.
"Oh does Simon play too?" a curious Betty asked.
" Sort of..." Dana replied impishly.

Betty's jaw dropped when  Dana proceed to describe in great detail how she kept her tough husband in line by paddling his backside with the paddle.
"Simon's Mom suggested it and  taught me everything . As soon as I started paddling his backside he became a better husband.
If you don't believe me , let me show you."' Dana  boasted , showing her friend the photos on her phone.
"WOW! Nice cute  butt.......boy is it red! You did that?" Betty asked excitedly.
Dana nodded and proudly showed her friend her collection of Simon's paddling photos.

"This one's after the senior cane. He got 20 strokes for swearing at me in front of his parents. Look at those welts...he couldn't sit for a week after that one!
The best part was making him apologize while he was bare-assed and bent over the chair waiting for me to whip his ass with the cane.
I can tell you he was one sorry boy after that and it'll be a cold day in hell when he ever does that again.
I always leave the paddle or cane hanging on the door handle as a reminder to him ."

Betty looked seriously at Dana .
"Do you think that would work with Adam? Things haven't been going good between us for a while and I don't know what to do about it."
Dana switched off the movie."Let's you and I have a little talk shall we Betty? Pass me that cushion."
"What for?" her friend asked.
"You'll see." Dana replied.
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"That was a great supper Dana.....I wish Betty could cook like that !" Adam said.
Dana looked at her friend who did not react to her husband's insensitive comment.
Betty took a deep breath and looked sternly at Adam.
"I've told you before Adam .. I don't appreciate comments like that ....they are not funny!" she scolded.
Adam was surprised by Betty's response but was unrepentant.
"But it's true honey....your cooking is terrible!" he blurted.

There was an uncomfortable silence before Simon rose and began clearing the table.
Adam looked at his friend in disbelief.
"What are you doing Simon....sit down.....that's womens work!" he said loudly.
Dana looked impatiently at her protege.
"Tell me you are not going to let him away with that Betty?" she prodded.

Betty stood up , put both hands on the table and looked down at Adam.
At 5' 9" she was an inch taller than her stocky , muscular husband.
 "Adam Welks you will take that comment back and apologize . Then you will help Simon with the dishes!" she said firmly.

The cockily , confident Adam was momentarily taken aback by his wife's newfound bravado.
"NO WAY?" he blurted , his face contorting in disbelief.
Betty reacted by grabbing her husband roughly by the ear and hauling him to her eye level.
She looked over at Dana.
"I'm so sorry Dana. I'm afraid Adam needs a lesson in manners which just can't wait. May I take him downstairs for a few minutes?" she asked.
"LEGGO DAMMIT BETTY! "  "THAT @^%##@ HURTS!" Adam squealed.

Dana applauded and Simon looked on in astonishment.
"You'll find the Jokari hanging in its usual place !" she giggled .
Simon looked at his wife sternly as he watched Betty guide her errant husband downstairs.
"Have you and Betty been.....?" Simon asked.
Dana grinned ,shrugging her shoulders innocently . "Maybe?"
He grinned back , "Well Adam can be a bit of a jerk sometimes...he deserves it ."

'THWAAACKK!' "OOOOOW!"
'WHAAAAPP!' "YEOOOW!"
'WHACK!' 'WHACK!' ''THWAACKK!' "AAAAAAGGGH!  OOOW!"
Simon cringed , "WOW! Betty's got quite a good technique?"
Dana beamed proudly , "She learned from the best!"



Downstairs , Betty was reveling in her new-found power and delivering quite a memorable lesson to her repenting husband .
Dana had taught her well and Betty's athletic build and natural technique added a real snap to her swing.
She had planned on giving Adam a full 50 good whacks , but after delivering whack number 30 her 'not -so-tough' husband was already wailing like a baby.
It was almost embarrassing.
'THWAAAAPPP!' 'WHOP!'"WAAAAH! PLEASE MA'AM! NO MORE! I BEG YOU! STOP....IT HURTS TOO BAD!"

Betty paused , pacing behind her man.
Adam winced when she placed a hand on his tender buttocks to inspect the damage.
His skin was raging red and roasted  from his upper thighs to the tops of his cheeks , and he was sobbing and shaking like a leaf.
Betty knew her headstrong husband was well and truly broken and seized the opportunity.
The sense of power was intoxicating.

"Are you listening carefully Adam?" she asked imperiously.
"YES MA'AM!" Adam replied obediently.
Teasingly she patted his buttocks and grinned when they clenched in anticipation.
"You know you have another 20 whacks to go ?" she reminded him.
"NO! PLEASE MA'AM....NO MORE...I've learned my lesson....I'll do anything....PLEASE NO MORE WHACKS!" he pleaded.

Betty smiled.
"What's up ? Can't you take the big paddle big man ?" she teased.
"OK then....I guess I'll just have to put you over my knee and spank you like a little boy then !"

Betty proceeded to announce a long list of changes to their relationship.
Adam would never again treat her disrespectfully , he would never again put her down or make inappropriate comments , he would assume a fair share of the household chores , etc. , etc........
Adam listened and agreed with each one.
Betty informed him that any poor behaviour by him would result in her administering corporal punishment.

"Are you finished Hon ?....my ass feels like its on fire....I've had enough..." Adam pleaded.
Betty giggled.
"Oh your cute little tushie certainly looks like its on fire dear , but your still getting that spanking - you may stand up." she replied.
Her husband slowly straightened up , grimacing and clutching his sore backside.
"STAND AT ATTENTION!" Betty hollered at him , pointing to a spot on the floor .
Immediately , Adam stood up straight , hands by his sides and chest out.
"YES MA'AM!"

Amusingly , Adam's penis also stood to attention with an uncontrolable erection.
"If I'd known a good paddling would have that effect on you I'd have started doing it a lot sooner!"
She wrapped a palm around his member and squeezed hard.
Her husband flinched but remained in position.
"Good boy!" Betty giggled.

Betty took the chair Adam had been bending over and sat down , patting her lap.
"Get over my knee." she ordered firmly.
Adam's jaw dropped.
"Please Betty." he pleaded.
"You're clearly not man enough to bend over and take the paddle so I'll have to put you over my knee and give you a good , old-fashioned spanking my dear husband." she told him,
"I'm gonna teach you who really wears the pants in our house!" Betty declared as her husband draped himself over her lap.
Upstairs Dana and Simon listened and waited for their guests to return.
"I thought she would have given him more swats than that." Simon observed.
Dana grinned , "Well he is a spanking version honey....but I don't think Betty's finished with him yet..."

'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
"OW!"  "OUCH!" "YEOW!" "OW!"
Bettyy's palm rapidly danced all over Adam's bare backside.
He squirmed and bucked on her lap as she peppered his behind incessantly.

After a couple of minutes of non-stop spanking Betty paused for a breather.
She wrapped one of her long , dancer-like legs around both of Adam's and pinned one of his arms against the small of his back.
"One thing you'd better learn my husband is that I will not tolerate any squirming around when I'm spanking you....do you understand?"
"YES MA'AM!"
"GOOD! BECAUSE I'M STARTING YOUR SPANKING OVER!" she announced.

Betty restarted the spanking - this time harder and faster.
SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
"AAAAH!" "OOOOW!"
The frenzied spanking continued non-stop for a full 5 minutes until Betty's hand was stinging too much to continue.
"I've a good mind to get the hairbrush and keep going, but we've kept our host's waiting long enough." Betty warned , pushing Adam off her lap.

Moments later a red-faced and sorry looking Adam was upstairs , with Betty standing behind him beaming with pride.
He addressed Dana and Simon , "I'm really sorry about my behaviour guys....I'd like to apologize".
Betty scowled and delivered a hearty slap to her husband's rump with enough force to propel him forward.
Adam looked back at his wife who prompted him by raising a brow.
"....washing dishes is NOT women's work , I'd be pleased to do them while your girls relax,"
"Apology accepted ." Dana replied with a grim.

Simon put a sympathetic arm around his buddy.
"Welcome to the club Adam......wash or dry?" he asked.






Monday, March 2, 2015

The Paddled Pie-makers - MF /FM Spanking Story



Kate had been acting up all week and knew she was in for a long overdue spanking.
Interestingly , her sassiness and poor manners always occurred when her best friend and neighbour Jo was present.

The first time I decided to let it go , not wanting to embarrass her in front of our friend , but I made sure to give Kate a look she recognized.
However , when her poor behaviour persisted , I scolded her with Jo present , making sure my spanking threats were veiled ones , and stopping short of mentioning the ‘S’ word but Kate knew what I meant .
Jo was very curious but neither Kate or I elaborated on her questions.

Last Friday I arrived home from work to find Kate and Jo arm deep in dough making apple pies together.
Beside them was an empty bottle of wine which I was quite sure was not part of the recipe.
Their rosy cheeks and demeanour confirmed both ladies were quite tipsy.

I put my arms around Kate, hugging her from behind as she stood at the counter with her hands in a bowl of flour while Jo sat at the table observing.
“Making pies are we?” I asked , admittedly a stupid question.
Kate’s eye glinted at yet another opportunity to demonstrate her sassiness in front of Jo and test my resolve. 
“DUH? What does it look like Mr Obvious!” she cheekily replied , sending Jo into a fit of girlish giggles.

This time I had to act.
Taking her by surprise , I delivered a hard swat to the seat of Kate’s jeans.
She let out a yelp and bucked forward.
“OW THAT STUNG!” she squealed.
“That’s just a sample of what you’re going to get once Jo leaves!” I warned.

Jo immediately responded with an impish grin.
“Oh please go ahead…don’t let me get in the way of a little domestic discipline?” she said excitedly.
I looked over at her .
“Actually Jo it’s best that I wait until we’re alone…she’s getting it on the bare bottom so it will  be quite noisy!” I declared.
Kate’s face flushed and Jo looked surprised.

“A darn good spanking wouldn’t do you any harm you know…... Norm needs to give you exactly what Kate’s getting!” I added.
This time it was Jo’s turn to blush and for once she was speechless.

I turned to Kate.
“You can do that later….off you go to the bedroom. By the time I’m through with you you’ll be happy to be doing something to do that doesn’t involve sitting!”
I gave her behind another hefty swat.
“Off you go now!”
Kate responded with a humble “Yes Sir” and scurried down the hall to the bedroom , rubbing the seat of her jeans.
I turned to Jo.
“Please excuse us!” I grinned , rolling up my sleeves.

Kate was in such a frenzy for a spanking she was already stark naked by the time I had retrieved the hairbrush and literally leapt over my lap.
As usual , I started her off with a brisk hand-spanking to warm up her bottom and ready it for the harshness of the brush.
Knowing we had a captive audience listening in I made a point of turning up the volume , cupping my palm to make sure each spank was extra loud and raising my voice to scold Kate as I spanked.
My wife was never the type to take a spanking quietly so she was soon howling like a banshee to add to the cacophony!
Then when the hairbrush was introduced , the gunshot like spanks sounded a lot worse than they really were and must have terrified poor Jo.

I’m not sure how long Jo remained in the kitchen listening to me blistering Kate’s bare bottom  , but by the time I returned to the kitchen she was gone.
While Kate stood in the corner with her chastised red cheeks on display , the phone rang.
It was Jo’s husband Norm.
“I hear our two gals have been kind of sassy this week?” Norm said when he heard my voice.
I laughed.
“That's right Norm , but I can tell you that one of them is a real sore , sorry gal right now !” I said.
“Make that two! ” Norm replied , "The pair of them are going to have trouble sitting at the Restaurant tonight!”.

Norm went on to tell me that Jo actually told him that I was spanking Kate and that she needed the same . so Norm gladly obliged.
I also found out that Jo was not as naive as I thought and that Norm warmed her bottom regularly !

Friday nights were a regular night out for Jo ,Norm , Kate and myself but this one was especially memorable.
The spankings had added a little spice , and Norm and I made sure to tease the girls about it all evening.
 Jo and Kate both wore red dresses that of a similar style and we teased them that it wasn’t just their dresses that were red and matching !
Of course our naughty girls turned up the heat by revealing that their bottoms were so tender neither of them were wearing panties !
It was cute to watch the two of them squirm on their tender bottoms over dinner ,especially knowing they were bare underneath.

We returned to our place after dinner and the girls stood rubbing their bottoms as they made the coffee and confirmed they were indeed sans panties.
Norm studied the still unfinished pies and a mischievious grin spread over his face.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he asked me.

A few minutes later , Norm and I sat at the table drinking our coffee watching Kate and Jo stand at  the counter finishing the pies.
We had them hike up their skirts to display their nakedness from the waist down .
It was quite a sight to see their shapely , still red,  matching bottoms wiggling and  glowing before us as they finished the pies.



The view was even better when the ladies bent seductively forward to place the pies in the oven giving their delectable bottoms a teasing little jiggle as they did so.
Kate pouted and rubbed her rear.
“I don’t know about you Jo but my butt feels as hot as that oven!”she remarked.
“Yea mine too ! Why don’t you guys put some cold cream on them while the pies are cooking?” Jo added.

Norm and I looked at each other in wonder that this was really happening ,  as Kate fetched  the cold cream and handed it to us.
“I guess it’s time for us naughty girls to go back over your laps guys ?” Kate winked seductively.
Norm and I needed no encouragement , and eagerly patted our laps.

Kate and Jo looked at each other impishly  , then Jo walked over to me and laid over my lap while Kate  draped herself over a surprised Norm.
For a brief moment we were unsure how to proceed.
“Well ? What are you two waiting for? “ Kate chirped.
“Yea ..Don’t you see our bottoms need attention?” Jo added.



I stared at the stunning curves of Jo’s red rear and her long shapely legs , which she opened slightly to show a glistening wetness  .
“They certainly do…they certainly do…” Norm and I agreed.

Swapping partners had always been on our minds , and giving our ladies a red bottom made us all hot enough to actually make it happen.
As I rubbed the cream into Jo's hot cheeks she squirmed and teased , allowing my fingers to slip inside her thighs.
Beside me I could hear Kate's familiar moaning and knew exactly what it meant.

Kate and Norm soon retreated to our main bedroom , and I carried Jo off to the spare room .
The passion was uncontrollable and the lovemaking was a passionate , fiery marathon.
In fact we were all so tired that we slept late the next day.

By the time Norm and I rose  , Kate and Jo greeted us in the kitchen tapping  large wooden spoons against their palms.
The smell of smoke and burnt foot filled our nostrils.
We had forgotten about the pies in the oven and they were burned to a crisp.
Luckily the oven had shut off automatically to prevent a fire -  but not before making a holy mess.

"This is all your fault for making us finish those pies and then distracting us like that. So you guys are going to clean up the mess ....but you'll be doing it OUR way!" Kate announced.
It had been Norm and I who suggested the girsls finish the pies so we were guilty as charged.
"Your way?" I asked.
“Yes..you can wear these and nothing else !” Jo grinned , handing Norm and I  kitchen aprons and rubber gloves !

The girls chuckled at the sight of their two men clad in the ridiculous outfits , made even more funny by our enormous erections hiding behind the aprons.
Norm began scrubbing charcoal off the pie plates,  while I scraped the burn marks off the oven.
“After all the work we put into those pies , you two made us burn them. Boy are you gonna get it !” Jo warned.
“But it wasn’t just us that forgot about them…you….OW!”Norm protested and stopped  when Jo snapped the spoon across the seat of her husband'ss bare backside .
"OOOW! That hurt Jo!".
“Really ? Just wait until you get the rest Mister!” his wife replied.
"What do you mean ?" he asked.
"I mean your butt is going to be wearing the marks of this spoon for a week!"
“That goes for you too!” Kate added., pointing a finger at me.

For a humiliating 15 minutes , Norm and I worked bare-assed in the kitchen as the girls supervised .
The whole time they menacingly tapped those wooden spoons against their palms , occasionally snapping it against our butt if the task was not done to their satisfaction.



 Kate and Jo inspected our work as we stood to attention, our erections still tenting behind our aprons.
"I think our houseboys are a little excited Jo." Kate chuckled .

Our two ladies stood in front of us with arms folded until Jo finally spoke.
"Here's how it's going down boys. One of you bends over the counter and the other goes over the knee for 5 solid minutes each with the spoon."
Kate continued, "....then you're going to switch places for another 5 minutes ..this time with these nice big spatulas!"
Norm and I gulped as we eyed the two large spatulas on the counter.

Jo and Kate beamed confidently , thoroughly enjoying their power trip.
We learned they were far from finished.
"Then for teasing us last night , we want both of you ass -up over the couch for a good sound strapping!" Kate added.
A thick , two-tailed leather thong was already draped over the back of the couch in the living room.

Kate pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down.
To my surprise , she curled a finger at Norm , not me !

 "OK Norm....let's have you!" she declared , patting her lap.
Norm's jaw dropped as low as mine.

Meanwhile , Jo stared at me and pointed to the counter.
"Bend over....elbows on the counter." she ordered.
We were switching again but this time for a different reason.
I had made love to this woman all night - and now she was going to paddle me!

Trying to disguise my growing erection , I leaned over the counter while Norm happily placed himself over my wife's awaiting lap.
As I waited for my punishment to begin , Kate was already snapping the spoon against poor Norm's behind with venom.By the sound of it she was holding nothing back.

Seconds later there was a loud crack when Jo's spoon connected with my  left cheek.
"YAAWW!" I howled . The blow really stung but she followed up quickly with a series of rapidfire licks that had me dancing and howling.

 The sound of the spoons snapping against our backsides filled the room for a full 5 minutes  , until the stove timer rang  to signal the end of the first session.
The girls laughed when Norm and I hopped around the room , rubbing our rears.
5 minutes may not seem like a long time but those spoons really stung and the girls must have delivered dozens of licks in the short period.

The ladies ordered us to change positions.
Our erections had subsided somewhat ,but I noticed a revival in mine as I placed myself over Jo's shapely , silky thighs.
She opened them slightly to let my erection slide in and then clamped them shut.
I could see Norm bent over the counter and his ass looked like a real mess and mine felt the same.

The ladies proceeded to let their spatulas dance all over our backsides .
It was a larger , flatter surface and it stung like the dickens , especially when Jo began aiming exclusively for my thighs.
This 5 minute session seemed to never end and when the buzzer finally sounded , both our rear ends were well and truly sizzled.

Our dignity completely gone now , Norm and I performed another ridiculous spanking dance , more frantically this time , as Jo and Kate looked on in amusement.
When we finally regained some composure , the ladies were waiting for us at the couch , taking turns swinging the strap.
"Let's have you gentlemen....asses  up over the couch ....time for the grand finale!" Kate giggled.

Kate and Jo took turns delivering a series of 12 licks each with the leather strap on our already swollen behinds.
The standing position really allowed them to swing the strap hard and we were soon howling and begging for mercy.
They continued until each had delivered 3 sets leaving our backsides red and raw.

We were then dispatched to stand in the corner for 10 minutes as our wives sat back and enjoyed a coffee.
When we finally were given permission to come out , our fading erections returned once again at the sight of Jo and Kate sitting on the table - naked except for mischievious grins!
This team we went to our traditional partners.
I turned Kate around , bent her over the table and was soon thrusting deep inside her as she urged me on.

Norm hoisted Jo in the air and sat her on the table . She lay back , spread her legs and he leapt on top of her.
Luckily our table was well made and sturdy , although it did hop all over the room leaving skid marks on the floor as it shuddered and bounced around.
Afterwards the four of just lay there naked , trying to catch our breath until Norm finally spoke.
"Anybody for breakfast? I'm starving!"

This time it was the girls'  turn to tease and joke at our expense as we squirmed on our seats at Denny's
"The griddle's broken so they asked if they could fry the eggs on your butts !" Jo cackled loud enough for other diners to hear.
"I guess we had that coming ...." I sighed and Norm nodded in agreement.