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Saturday, October 17, 2015

Teachers Pet - FM Movie Poster

I'm a great fan of old classic movies and had a real crush on Doris Day in my youth.
Her  movie with Clark Gable featured her as a Teacher trying to educate a wily and reluctant reporter played by Clark Gable.

I must say I was disappointed that Miss Day was not really the strict Teacher we all would have liked.
It would have been wonderful to see Gable's character receive his comeuppance by bending over for '12 of the best' from Miss Day or , even better , go over her lap for a good dose of her hairbrush.

Unfortunately it didn't happen in the movie so I will do my best to pretend that it did.......


A warm backside brings out his romantic side.....

Is your bottom still sore from that spanking I gave your darling?

I did warn you Mr. Gannon.Now bend over the desk please!

Boy are you gonna get it when I get you home mister!

Enjoying the view Mr Gannon?

I know, I know...here's your hairbrush honey...Er sorry....Ma'am.

                              BEND OVER!

This time your getting 12 with your pants down!

Having trouble sitting are we Mr. Gannon?








Thursday, October 1, 2015

Rules of the House - FM Spanking Story




'WHAAP!'
"YEOOW!"
Charlotte raised her hairbrush above her head and secured her grip on her husband's waist as he lay draped across her lap.
A red oval appeared on his right cheek to match the one on his left cheek where the back of the brush had landed.
"Let me hear that again please!" she demanded.
Her husband Norm exhaled loudly and studied the paper his wife had placed before him.
"MY WIFE IS ALWAYS RIGHT!" he read loudly.
'WHAAP!'
"OOOOOW!"
"Good boy! Is rule number one sufficiently imbedded in your brain....and backside!" Charlotte giggled.
"Yes Ma'am" , came the reply.


Charlotte adjusted her position on her chair and tapped the back of the brush against Norm's bottom.
"Read out rule number two please....nice and loud!" she asked in her best schoolmistress voice.
"I WILL NOT CRITICIZE OR PUT DOWN MY WIFE'S OPINIONS!"
'WHAAAPPP!'
"GAAAAAH!"
"That one is particular sore spot with me mister and it's going to leave you with a very sore spot " Charlotte scolded.
'WHAAP!'
"OUCH!"
Norm repeated the rule
"I WILL NOT CRITICIZE OR PUT DOWN MY WIFE'S OPINIONS!"
'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!'
"OW!.....OOOOW!.....OOOOW!"
"Again please.." Charlotte asked , admiring the glowing red hue she was painting on her husbands behind.
Norm gasped for breath and the burning in his rear distracted him.
"I....I WILL NOT....I WILL NOT CRITICIZE OR PUT DOWN MY WIFE'S OPINIONS!" he finally blurted.
'CRACK!' 'CRAAACK!'
"YEEEOOOOW!"
"Very good young man! How is your bottom feeling?" Charlotte asked.
Norm out both palms on the floor to balance himself.
"Very sore....like it's on fire Ma'am!" he replied


Charlotte put a palm to Norm's cheeks and was pleased to feel the heat in his skin.
"Rule number three please!" she ordered.
Norm hesitated and was rewarded by a series of short , sharp spanks to the tender area on the back of his thighs.
'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!'
"YEOOW!" ..."OUCH!" ..."OW!"
"I WILL NOT BLAME OTHERS , ESPECIALLY MY WIFE !" he yelled.
Charlotte studied the red bottom before her before commenting.
"You know that is a very serious fault of yours mister don't you?" she said.
"Yes I do Ma'am!" Norm replied curtly.
A smile grew on his wife's face.
"Good! Then I'd say that's worth a good dozen on it's own , wouldn't you?"
Norm howled as the brush cracked repeatedly against his tender backside a full 12 times.
"I'm waiting." a slightly out of breath Charlotte asked.
"I WILL NOT BLAME OTHERS, ESPECIALLY MY WIFE "
'CRAACK!'
"OUCH!"
"Again!"
"I WILL NOT BLAME OTHERS , ESPECIALLY MY WIFE !"
'CRAAAACK!'
"WAAAAAH!"
"Once more like you mean it!"
"I WILL NOT BLAME OTHERS , ESPECIALLY MY WIFE!"
'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!'
"OW!" "OW!"


"Oh my! Your poor bottom is already blistered and we still have two more rules to go!" Charlotte teased.
Norm agreed with his wife's assessment . His butt felt like it had been roasted .
He winced when Charlotte tapped the brush against his cheeks again.
"Rule number four please!"
Anxious to end his ordeal , Norm read from the sheet without delay.
"I WILL LISTEN WHEN MY WIFE SPEAKS AND NOT INTERRUPT!"
"This is a hard one for you dear so I'm afraid it will need added emphasis." Charlotte announced , raising the brush shoulder high.
'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!' 'WHAP!'
"WOOOOOHOOOO.....OOOOOW.....AAAAAH!"
Charlotte made sure the brush landed in that sensitive area between her husband's cheeks.
This time Norm needed no prompting and barked out the rule again.
"I WILL LISTEN WHEN MY WIFE SPEAKS AND NOT INTERRUPT!"
'CRAAACK!'
"Once more please!"
"I WILL LISTEN WHEN MY WIFE SPEAKS AND NOT INTERRUPT!"
'WHAP!' 'CRACK!' 'WHAP!'
"OW!" "OUCH!"


Charlotte caressed her husbands burning hot cheeks with her palm.
"You are such a brave boy...one more rule to learn and we are finished with the lesson.
Read out Rule number five."
Norm studied the paper again.
"WHEN IN DOUBT REFER TO RULE NUMBER ONE!" he gasped.
Charlotte cackled loudly , "I rather like that one- don't you?"
"YES MA'AM!" Norm agreed,
Charlotte put down the brush and opened her palm.
'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!'
'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK!' 'SMACK'!'
The stinging spanks his wife peppered all over his rear with her palm surprised Norm.
They seemed to hurt even more than the brush and he bucked and squirmed on Charlotte's lap until she was done.
"There! That will teach you to remember that one!" Charlotte announced proudly.


Norm rose unsteadily to his feet and Charlotte tugged on his ear and led him into the corner where a copy of the rules was conveniently pinned to the wall at eye level.
"Hands on your head and study that list. I'll be back in 10 minutes to give you your test and if you as much as get one wrong you'll be bending over for a dose of the cane!" she scolded.
"YES MAAM!"


Later that day , Charlotte sat in the kitchen sipping her coffee supervising Norm as he hung a fancy , framed version of the 'House Rules' on the kitchen wall.

Her girlfriend and neighbour Jane arrived and joined her just as Norm was standing back  awaiting Charlotte's approval.
"That will do nicely ." she said sitting back with arms folded.
Jane read the list and laughed ,"I love it Charlie but how do you  enforce them?" she asked.
Charlotte smirked and refilled her friend's cup.
"Oh I have my ways....don't I honey?" She teased.
Norm nodded and rubbed the seat of his jeans.
"Yes Ma'am." He mumbled.
"'Ma'am!' Whatever you're doing is working Charlie.....aren't you going to sit down and have a coffee with us Norm?" Jane asked.
"Yes Norm please sit with us...." Charlotte teased ,knowing full well Norm physically could not sit.
Norm blushed and shook his head.
"Isn't that a violation of rule number 2 ?" Jane pointed out with an impish grin.
A broad grin played on Charlotte's face.
"Thank you Jane , I do believe it is ...."
Norm's jaw dropped and he looked at his wife in disbelief.
Jane looked at the pair in anticipation.
"I said SIT Norm or do I have to give you a refresher on the rules right now ?" she warned.
The two women giggled girlishly when Norm let out a groan when he carefully lowered his sore behind onto the harsh wooden chair .
For 5 long minutes he squirmed as the women chatted and to his relief an amused Jane finally left.
Charlotte stood up and raised a hand to direct her husband to the bedroom.
"But honey....you know I can't sit down and I didn't break the rule!"  He protested.
"That's not what I'm sending you to the bedroom for silly." She purred , placing a hand firmly on her husband's growing erection and planting a passionate kiss on his lips.
"I  love it when you break the rules...." she purred.






























Monday, September 28, 2015

The Couples Swap - A Spanking Story....Part 2

Jack sang more  heartily than usual as he showered before his weekend with his 'new wife' Ellie.
Erotic fantasies of he and Ellie played in his mind ,producing a throbbing erection which was still prominent when he stepped out of the shower , wiping his eyes and reaching blindly for his towel.


"Looking for this?" Anna asked  casting a discerning look at her husband's erection , "Thinking of me ?.....or your new 'wife'?" she asked mockingly.
Jack's shaft grew again as his eyes drank in the sight of his voluptuous brunette wife , wearing nothing but a pair of pink lace boy-short panties.


The usually confident Jack was rendered momentarily silent , his expression riddled with guilt.
"Get your sorry ass in here mister....I'm still your wife for another hour!" she ordered sternly , pointing to the bedroom.
Jack reached to take the towel from Anna but she abruptly pulled it away , slapping his hand.
"You won't be needing that....I want your butt soaking wet for this!"
"AW Honey.....no..." Jack protested.
Anna grinned and menacingly tapped the big hairbrush against her palm .
"You'll still be feeling this when we get back together on Sunday morning..." she informed him.


Ken studied himself in the mirror as Ellie sat at her dressing table .
Her studied her cute , pantie-clad bottom when she rose and leaned over and closed her overnight bag.
"Aren't you forgetting something Ellie?" he asked , pointing to the hairbrush still sitting on her dresser.
"Nope...Anna asked me to leave it there for her....she was very specific." she replied.
Ken's face blanched and stared at the brush , instinctively placing both palms on the seat of his slacks.
"You ok with this ?" Ellie asked sympathetically.


Snapping out of his trance , Ken forced a smile , "Yes...fine....just a bit nervous ..."
His wife smiled.
"I don't blame you....Anna is a very 'imposing' woman...."
"You can be quite imposing yourself Ellie!" Ken joked.
Ellie pouted dramatically , "Well it's your fault for letting me get away with it?" she purred.
Ken pulled her close to him , and delivered a pair of sharp smacks to her scantily clad rear producing a girlish yelp from his wife.
"That's just a sample of what you'll get when you are my wife again." he warned.
She rubbed her bottom and looked up into his eyes dreamily.
"Well you're still my husband for another hour or so...." she said.











 

Monday, September 21, 2015

The Couples Swap - A Spanking Story......Part 1

"You want to do WHAT?" Ken almost choked on his wine and looked incredulously at his wife of 26 years , Ellie.
The diminutive redhead gave him that familiar impish look and casually took another sip of her wine before replying.
" Anna and I are interested in a swap....you know...a wife swap....Anna and you would be a couple and Jack and I would be a couple!" she repeated.


A myriad of thoughts spun through Ken's mind as he absorbed what his wife had just said.
The thought of bedding voluptuous brunette Anna was exciting , but he didn't care for her outspoken behaviour , and was not comfortable with sharing his cute wife Ellie with his best friend Jack.


"B...BUT...WHY?" was all he could utter as a response.
Ellie chuckled at her husband's obvious discomfort with the subject.
"It will add a little spice and the variety will be good for our marriage...lots of couples are doing it these days ....and besides , it's only for a weekend not a lifetime!" she elaborated.


Meanwhile , Anna had received a very contrasting response to her proposal from her husband Jack.
"So that's what you naughty little minxes talk about?" he cackled.
Jack often fantasized about making mad , passionate love to his friends pretty little wife and now she was being offered to him on a platter.
"I take it you have no objection then?" Anna asked.


With agreement in principle reached the two couples met that weekend to discuss details.
There was a sexual tension present in the room as the four friends eyed each other in an entirely different light.


Over a couple of bottles of wine , the 'terms' of their arrangement were proposed , discussed , modified and agreed.
Lawyer Anna drafted the agreement and read it aloud before each of them signed.
The 'arrangement' was a one time occurrence and was scheduled to begin on Friday evening and end on Sunday morning when the four would meet at a restaurant for breakfast.
Ken would drop off Ellie to stay with Jack and would drive Anna to stay at his place.
For the entire weekend they would have the same rights and privileges of a truly married couple with the full consent of their spouse.
There was a confidentiality clause that the activities of the weekend would not be discussed and no questions would be asked.


By this time , Ken's initial doubts had faded , especially as his eyes drank in the sight of Anna's glorious derrierre clad in form fitting yoga pants which left little to the imagination.
She had intentionally made a special effort to show off her formidable feminine charms to  her new 'husband; . just in case he had any lingering doubts.


Likewise , Ellie had dressed for the occasion in a low cut top which gave Jack an intriguing glimpse of cleavage at every opportunity.
She wore a short , schoolgirl style skirt with heels to show of her shapely , tanned legs and round bottom.


It was agreed to conclude the evening with a 30 minute , face-to-face , private meeting between the new couples to avoid any awkwardness on the first night.
Jack and Ellie nestled together on the upstairs sofa while Anna and Ken used the downstairs family room.


They all felt as excited as teenagers on a first date and acted accordingly.
They laughed , touched , flirted and teased each other and as time progressed moved closer together.
In fact , so close that Ellie was sitting on Jack's lap with her legs crossed seductively.
She pouted her full lips at Jack , "I should warn you Jack that I can be quite headstrong and sassy . You'll find me to be quite a handful I'm afraid...."


Jack smiled and felt the erection he was trying vainly to conceal grow bigger.
"Don't worry Ellie....women don't come any more headstrong and sassy than Anna so I know exactly how to deal with that sort of behaviour." he replied confidently.


Ellie sat up and feigned surprise.
"Oh Yea? How?"
Jack looked at her sternly , "You'll find yourself over my knee getting your bare bottom warmed Missie!" he replied.
Ellie's face flushed , her heart pounded and she could feel the moistening between her legs.


"You would dare!"she exclaimed in an exaggerated tone.
Jack raised a brow , "Don't tell me Ken has never spanked you before?"
"Never!" Ellie replied excitedly.
"Well that's going to change under your new husband !" he told her firmly.


Downstairs , the 'discussions' between Anna and Ken were just as hot.
They were now snuggled cosily together on a loveseat that was way too small to hold them both comfortably.
Anna flicked her head to spill her long dark mane back and placed her legs on her new husband's lap.
"I like foot massages!" she announced curtly , a warning tone in her voice.
Ken began to tentatively massage Anna's feet.
"I had some ideas of things we could do on the weekend...I thought...." he began but Anna waved a finger for him to stop.


"I prefer to be more spontaneous Ken ....but more importantly I do not appreciate you telling me what to do or planning our weekend for us!" she said firmly.
Anna's boldness surprised Ken who was temporarily dumbfounded.
"Er ....um ....sorry Anna ....I guess I'm so used to planning everything with Ellie that I..."
Anna waved her hand imperiously to silence him again.


"You can save your apologies for this weekend when I can deal with you properly!" she said.
"Deal with me ?" Ken asked quizzically.
Anna gave him a look which expressed her displeasure that he had stopped massaging her feet.
"I have my ways of dealing with men who are disrespectful....." she began, " Tell me Ken, Does Ellie have a nice big hairbrush at home or should I pack my own?"


Ken resumed the foot massage , "Bring whatever you need for your hair Anna." he replied naively.
Anna laughed.
"It's not for my hair silly....I have a nice big heavy brush that I reserve exclusively for blistering Jack's backside when he needs it....which is more often than you would think!"
Ken's face flushed.
"You're not serious!" he exclaimed.
"Oh yes I am and I fully expect to have you bare-assed and over my lap for a well deserved walloping before the weekend is over mister!" she replied nonchalantly.













Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Spankings for All - MF/FM Illustrated Spanking Tale

I was saving this one until the blog hit the historic 300,000 visits as it has something in it for both F/M and M/F tastes. Hope you enjoy and thanks for visiting.....


Sylvia decided to take her dog Titus on her run before going to dinner with one of Dan's work colleagues and his wife. 
For the first mile or so Titus ran well but was soon dragging Sylvia back as he insisted in pausing to sniff every tree or post on the route.
Even though Dan had warned her that there was a new , over-zealous by-law officer in the neighbourhood  , Sylvia decided to let Titus off the leash .

The trail was quiet and anyway , Sylvia was quite sure the notorious officer would have gone home already.
As she neared home , Sylvia was close to a personal best and entirely focused on her run- until a large Tomcat ran in front of her.
it darted into the bushes and Sylvia hoped Titus had not seen it- but she was wrong!
Titus bounded after the cat , ignoring his owner's commands to stop and disappeared into the bush.
Sylvia spent a good 30 minutes searching the bushes , knocking on doors and peering over fences to find Titus but to no avail.
'Perhaps he had ran home' , she thought to herself.
If he had , she knew she would be in trouble if Dan had found her , but she was running out of options.

By-law Officer Yvette Symes patted Titus on the head and lead him up to the address on his tag.
She wondered how people could be so irresponsible to let a dog run loose like that.
When Dan answered the door , he was a;ready worried about Sylvia who was taking way to long with her run.
He was pleased to see Titus but even more worried about Sylvia when he saw the By-law officer.
Yvette re-assured Steve that she had seen a lady in blue tights walking home and to expect he in a few minutes.
"Let's wait for her then shall we Officer?" he asked.
Sylvia concealed a grin , "This should be interesting..." she mused.

Sylvia was overjoyed when an excited Titus greeted her excitedly but was less happy about the welcoming committee of Dan and Sylvia.
Yvette proceeded to give Sylvia a long lecture on the leash law before issuing a ticket , but Sylvia was more worried about her Fiancee's silent fuming and icy glare.

As soon as Yvette left , Sylvia went right into her explanation she had rehearsed on the dreaded walk home.
Yvette paused at the door on pretending to finish paperwork but her ears strained to hear the couple arguing inside.
"No Dan....don't you dare....I.....EEEEK!"
Out of the side of her eye Yvette could see the man haul the woman by the hand out of the room.
Yvette chuckled and waited until she heard...'WHACK!' 'WHACK!' 'WHACK!' accompanied by the  woman's frenzied cries.
Yvette peered into the nearby window and gasped excitedly at the sight.
"He's giving her a good spanking.....bare bottom too!" she thought.
Yvette lingered , clearly enjoying watching the woman's shapely cheeks jiggle and redden as the leather dog leash snapped against them again and again.
She was transfixed on the scene until her pager buzzed.
It was her colleague Sam.
"Hi Yvette. Are you still near the Jones place with that dog ticket?" he asked.
Yvette waited until Dan had delivered a series of whacks before responding.
"Yes I am , why?"
"Well it's almost 6pm and I want to go home but there is are a bunch of outstanding parking violations for a 'Dan Jones' and I need to log in a warning. Can you do it for me....otherwise I'll be late?"
"With pleasure Sam." a grinning Yvette replied.


Yvette went back to her van to look up the tickets issued to Dan before returning to the door.
"This should be interesting...." she chuckled.
At the 3rd ring a still grimacing Sylvia opened the door.
A broad smile appeared on her face when Yvette presented her Fiancee's tickets.
She rubbed her sore bottom as she studied them carefully.
"I need to give a formal warning so if he could just sign a copy that they were delivered..." Yvette asked.

"Dan! Come here please!" Sylvia yelled.
Moments  Dan arrived and was immediately flustered when he saw Yvette.
"You need to sign that this is your last warning for these unpaid tickets!" Sylvia scolded , waving the papers in his face.
Dan's face flushed.
"Oh sorry...I forgot about those.." he said , scribbling on the paper and handing it to Yvette.
Sylvia was standing with arms folded looking very determined.
"Well I'm going to give you a little reminder about them before we leave...." she said.

Yvette felt a surge of excitement pulse through her veins when she saw Dan instinctively rub the seat of his pants and babble an excuse.
Once again she paused at the door to hear the next exchange.
The man stammered some more excuses and apologies before the woman declared , "Pants down and get over that sofa mister! Just be thankful my bottom is too sore to take you over my knee for a dose of my hairbrush too!"

Yvette could hear the sound of that same leather strap against bare skin....this time applied to the man's bare behind as he bent over the sofa.
The standing position gave the woman a full swing and follow through and she really laid the leather on her husband's muscular behind.
The strapping went on for a good 10 minutes before Yvette realised the time.
"SHIT.....Mike's invited guests for dinner tonight!" she gasped , her heart pounding.
Mike had warned Yvette so many times about her tardiness and inconsideration so she knew she would have some explaining to do when she got home.
She was right.
Mike was furious and in no mood for any excuses.
In his hand was the big leather strap he kept for serious offences.
"AH NO MIKE....PLEEASE not the strap....I won't be able to sit for dinner.....EEEEEK!" Yvette screeched when Mike took her by the ear and let her to the big chair.

Yvette's lecture and scolding continued while Mike placed her over his knee , undid her pants and yanked them down.
The belt cracked against her bare backside again and again until it was a blazing red.
She performed a lengthy spanking dance afterwards before pouting as she studied her welted behind.
"Oh Mike ...my poor bottom....how will I sit for dinner?" she whined.
"Get a pillow....now go get changed ....our guest will be here soon." he told her unsympathetically.
Mike had a devilish grin on his face when the doorbell rang and Yvette found out why when he brought their guests into the room .
His new boss and his fiancee were Dan and Sylvia , the couple she had ticketed earlier that evening.
Dan and Sylvia chuckled as they figured the ticketing officer might be Sylvia.
"Mike told me you were the new By-law Officer and to watch out for you as you were very strict!" Dan explained.

Yvette bristled and glared at her gloating husband.
"Oh did he now? He is right though...I am strict...VERY STRICT!"
Mike yelped when Yvette yanked his ear.
"Excuse us for a moment....You are about to find out just how strict I am.....aren't they darling?" she seethed , taking a large hairbrush from the drawer.
Mike looked genuinely worried as his wife led  him from the room.

Sylvia and Dan listened with amusement to the sound of the hairbrush being applied to Mike's bare bottom down the hall.
"I think I'd rather have the strap!" Dan cringed.
A few minutes later their hosts returned, Yvette looking contented and Mike not looking as smug.
He walked stiffly to the dining room table and it was only then that the guests noticed the pillows placed thoughtfully on their seats.









Saturday, August 29, 2015

Speeding Ticket Spanking - FM Spanking Comic

This situation begs the question , does the Traffic Cop deserve a spanking for making such a silly mistake resulting in this poor guy having his backside blistered?
What do you think?
My view is that the guy probably had a history of speeding and deserved a good spanking anyway!


Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Darla's Date Surprise - MF Spanking Story


“Aww come on Steve….it’ll do you good to get out and have some fun!” Darla pleaded , pursing her full  lips into her best pout.

The attractive blonde certainly had a persuasive way about her , Steve thought to himself.


Steve and Darla had been dating off and on for about a month now , after he attended  Darla’s yoga classes.

Their dates had been fun , but Steve was reluctant to take the relationship any further at this point.

His recent divorce had been difficult for him , and despite Darla’s obvious attractiveness and fun personality he just wasn’t ready to get into a serious relationship.


Darla, on the other hand , was very keen to make she and Steve a full-fledged ‘couple’ .

She had been attracted to him from the moment she had seen him in her yoga class , but he proved to be  a tough nut to crack.

He always remained friendly but distant until Darla finally tricked him into dinner at  her place by making his yoga class extra hard.

The date was an eventful one which ended with Darla going over Steve's knee for a spanking after giving him some 'extra hot' curry.
Afterwards they were both aroused but uncomfortable and longing for more.

Darla made a real brat of herself in their subsequent dates , hoping for a repeat performance , but apart from a few playful swats and threats the spanking she longed for did not materialize.


The demands of Steve’s job also contributed to his cautious approach to their relationship.

Still , admittedly determined and stubborn , Darla  was  not willing to give up on Steve and  had been hounding  him to come with her to her office Christmas party.


“Sorry Darla but office parties are just not my thing …..  I don’t know anybody there anyway ….” Steve  explained.

Darla was relentless. She really wanted to make  her co-workers jealous when they saw her with Steve.


“Please Steve …I really want you to come…don’t make me go alone….please ?” she asked in an almost child-like voice which tugged at Steve’s heart.

He paused for a moment before reluctantly responding. “OK… I’ll come.”

Darla  punched the air unashamedly and leapt into Steve’s arms , planting a huge kiss full on his lips.


Uncomfortable with her display of public affection  , Steve’s face flushed red and he looked around the gym to see if anyone had observed their intimate moment.

“Darla ! Please….behave yourself will you?…..not in public?” he scolded.

Darla winked mischieviously at him.

“Sorry Steve …sometimes I  can’t help myself ….I guess  I need another spanking ?” she giggled , recalling the fiery spanking Steve had given her on their first date.
Steve remembered it fondly also and as Darla  turned  to leave he delivered a firm slap to the seat of her skin-tight yoga pants.

Feigning outrage , Darla turned around , and Steve  winked at her.

“That’s just a taste of what you’ll get if you don’t behave yourself at the party?” he said wagging a warning finger at her.


In the sanctity of the ladies’ change room , Darla inspected her naked , gloriously sculpted backside in the mirror.

It bore a visible pink mark on the cheek where Steve’s hand had connected smartly and her bottom tingled at the thought that he might repeat the act on their date.


Meanwhile in the men’s changing room , Steve was still thinking about that spanking he delivered to Heather’s firm butt a few weeks ago.

He certainly enjoyed it and  it appeared that Darla had rather liked it also!


Steve had always been a spanking enthusiast.

In fact , despite the numerous flaws in his marriage to Donna , spanking was one of the things they had in common….and he really missed it.


It had all started with Donna when they were High School Seniors .

He still doesn’t  recall what precipitated it , most likely  Donna’s sassy mouth, but she ended up over his lap with Steve’s palm warming the seat of her tight jeans.

Afterwards ,  Donna  melted into his arms for their first real make-out session.


Spanking became a recurring theme of their courtship with Donna regularly ending up over Steve’s lap having the seat of her jeans or skirt warmed for some misdemeanour .

The spankings continued and progressed to being delivered on Donna’s skimpy  panties and eventually on her bare bottom !


Donna’s first bare bottom spanking was the one Steve still remembered fondly.

He had loved the whole act of baring her bottom , the way  her  curvy  cheeks jiggled when he spanked them , and how her pale skin transformed from a milky white ,  to  fiery red hue.

As her bottom heated up , her legs kicked wildly ,revealing glimpses of her moist treasures.

Donna would squirm on Steve’s lap until her skin was hot to the touch.

He loved the way she  would perform that cute little ‘spanking dance’ afterwards , hopping around and rubbing her bottom.

He recalled it all like it was yesterday.

Spanking became  a regular prelude and foreplay to their lovemaking for the entire seven years of their marriage.


After a long stormy divorce process ,things had recently become more cordial between Steve and Donna  ,  and his ex-wife had even admitted to him that she ‘really missed those spankings!”

Steve shrugged himself back to reality.

He  had been very fortunate to have had a willing spanking partner like Donna for all those years , but did not want to raise his expectations that Darla would be inclined the same way.


As  he exited the change-rooms Darla was waiting for him in the lobby.

She opened her purse and shoved an envelope into his hands.

“The details on the Christmas party….” She said seductively rubbing the seat of her skinny jeans.

“You know that spank left quite an impression on me ….” She purred and turned to leave.

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

On the evening of the party  , Steve arrived at Darla’s apartment at 7 sharp as he had asked , only to find her still in her bathrobe.

Steve really hated tardiness  but was willing to overlook it  when Darla finally emerged looking absolutely amazing in a stunning little red dress , her long mane  pinned up to accent her long neck and perfect cheek bones.


“Sorry for keeping us late Steve.” She said.

Steve wasn’t really  angry , but the spanko in him could not let a potential  opportunity like this pass him by.

“If we weren’t already running late , I’d give you a darn good spanking right now Darla….but I guess it will have to wait.” He declared boldly.

Darla’s face turned as red as her dress , and for once she was lost for words.

“S..sssorry Stevee..” was all she could finally muster.


Steve took her by the hand.

“You’d best behave when we get there or you really will get a spanking  young lady !” he warned her.

He had now given Darla all the ammunition she needed , and all he could do was  wait and see if a spanking was in the cards.

The seed had definitely been planted.


He was encouraged when Darla brought up the subject of spanking throughout the evening.

“You weren’t really serious about spanking me for keeping us late were you Steve?” she asked when they were leaving the party.

Steve nonchalantly opened the car door for her and replied ,  “I was deadly serious.. ..and you didn’t help your case much by flirting with that young man from accounting. !”


Steve  had tried to ignore Darla’s outrageous flirting ,but admittedly had genuine  feelings of  jealously as  he watched her with the much younger man.

She certainly was the best looking woman at the party,  and he could hardly blame the testosterone and alcohol fuelled kid , especially as Darla teasingly  led him on.


Matters deteriorated when the young man’s hands began to wander too close to Darla’s glorious curves.

Despite her rebuffs the young man continued .

Darla looked back at Charlie who decided to act.

He’d been in these situations before with Donna so was able to tactfully detach Heather from the drunken young man’s grasp and lead  him to the security of his friends.

Meanwhile Darla beat a hasty retreat to the ladies room leaving  a fuming Steve waiting for her.


When she emerged , she could see Steve was fuming and she was in trouble.

“Thanks for that Steve….shall we go back in….they’re handing out door prizes..” she suggested enthusiastically as if nothing had happened.


Her  re-entry to the party was abruptly  halted by Steve’s firm grip on her wrist.

“Party’s over for you Darla…..” he said firmly.

“AW Steve….but the night is still young !” she pouted.

”Well in that case I suppose we could go back to my house for a nightcap then …..” he offered.

Darla was delighted .


“I behaved pretty badly in there didn’t I ?” she confessed in the car.

Steve nodded..

“I guess I do deserve a spanking ?” she asked nervously.

Steve leaned over to her.

“You sure do….and , unlike the last time , this one will be  a long and hard one….on your bare bottom !”

Darla’s bottom tingled and tensed in anticipation.

“You wouldn’t dare….not on my bare bottom Steve !” she challenged

“Just watch me!” he replied.


It was a short drive to Steve’s house and hee poured them each a glass of wine and invited Darla for a tour of his house.

He made no mention of Darla’s behaviour – or spanking.

Finally Darla could take the suspense no longer.

“DAMMIT are you going to spank me or not Steve !” she blurted out.


Steve smiled and began undoing his belt.

Darla looked shocked.

“W…what are you doing?” she babbled.

Steve slapped the soft  leather against his palm.

“Getting ready to give you that spanking!” he declared.


Darla backed away.

“No Steve…..no…..not with a belt….”

He slapped the belt against the back of the couch to silence her.

“Take of your dress and bend over the couch!” he ordered.

Darla’s eyes were as wide as saucers.

“WWHAAT??” she shrieked.

She had been expecting a playful spanking …not a strapping …so she was genuinely nervous now.


“After the way you behaved at the party , you need a lot more than just a good old fashioned hand spanking young lady….you deserve a well thrashed bottom….and I’m going to give it to you…...now dress off and bend over that couch!” he ordered.


Darla opened her mouth to protest .

DO IT!” Steve  warned.

Darla thought briefly about running , but the tingling returned to her bottom and she could feel her moistness dripping down her thighs.

After a brief hesitation , she stepped out of her dress and stood before Steve in only her skimpy red thong panties .

Her full breasts were on full display ,her bra discarded with her red dress  on the floor.


For a moment Steve admired Darla’s pert breasts and bulging nipples before  beckoning her to bend  over the couch.

Slowly and tentatively , she leaned over into position , her feet raised off the ground and her bottom dangling  precariously high in the air.


She had never felt so vulnerable but her entire body shook with anticipation.

Her hips writhed when Steve teased the tender skin of her bottom with the soft leather of the strap.

It felt so good that she parted her legs , allowing the belt to venture into her most private area.

“OHMIGAWD!” she purred when she felt Steve’s fingers slide into the waistband of her thong , stretching the material and easing the tiny garment over the full curves of her hips to bare her bottom.


Her heart was pounding loudly now , and she tensed her cheeks when she heard Steve step back.

Then there  was a loud whoosh of air followed by a loud CRAACK when the leather strap snapped across her buttocks.

She cried out at the sharp sting it generated and then moaned when she felt a welt sear her skin.


Instinctively she squirmed but the next blow arrived quickly after the first one , with even more intensity.

“AAAAAW   FFFFUUUCK!” Darla wailed loudly.

She was rewarded with three more strokes administered in rapid-fire succession to really set her backside on fire.

The burning in her rear was becoming unbearable with every lick but the strap continued to fall again and again until a full 20 licks were completed.


Darla lay in position , moaning and gasping for breath while Steve examined his handiwork.

His soft hands soothingly massaged Darla’s red , hot skin and she groaned when his fingers wandered to touch the juices flowing freely from between her legs.


Her legs parted more , inviting him to explore deeper and he gladly obliged.

Darla was  screaming in pleasure now , so  Steve stood behind her and  re-arranged her position on the sofa to give him easy access.

Her legs parted wide , beckoning Steve’s shaft to ram  itself deep inside her.

She gasped and howled while Steve  pounded and pumped against her tender cheeks.

Darla thrust out her ass and bucked in rythym with Steve’s thrusts.

“FUCK ME HARDER STEVE….HARDER I SAID!” she demanded.

Steve gladly  obliged.


Darla  had never felt anything that huge inside her and she wanted more of it.

The sofa bounced  up and down ,moving across the room with their frenzied momentum.

Steve let out a huge groan when he exploded violently inside her.

Holding on tightly  to the sofa , Darla pushed back as best she good to allow Steve to go even deeper inside.

“OMIGAAAAWD!!” she wailed, experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life pulse through her body.


Afterwards , she could only lie prone over the sofa , gasping and panting loudly.

Steve put his arms around  her, pulling her close to him and their lips locked in a long lingering kiss.

“You’re not going to let me off that easy are you Steve?” she purred.

He took handfuls of her hot , tender cheeks making her wince.

“That was for flirting with that young office stud……this is for keeping us late and being a brat!”, he told her.


Then in a smooth motion he sat on the sofa and effortlessly flipped Darla face first over his lap.

“OMIGOSH!” she gasped.

‘SMACK!’ ‘SMACK!’ ‘SMACK!’ ‘ SLAP!’ ‘SMACK!’ ‘SMACK!’ ‘WHAP!’“SMACK!

“OW!” “YEOOW!” “WAAAH!”


Steve’s palm danced non-stop all over Darla’s deliciously tenderized derrierre .

In contrast to the strapping , the hand spanks had a sharper sting which  intensified by the sheer number of spanks landing all over Darla’s bottom and upper thighs.

Soon the whole area felt like a burning  inferno but at the same time felt do good and  so sensuous.


The spanks kept raining down

“SMACK! “SMACK! “SMACK! SLAP! “SMACK! “SMACK! WHAP! “SMACK!

“OW!” “YEOOOW!!” “OW!” “OW!” “OW!”

“GAAWD IT BURNS!....STOPPIT CHARLIE….PLEEEASE!”

Darla croaked hoarsely.


A flurry of spanks delivered to her upper thighs had he writhing on Steve’s lap.

Gradually toning down the intensity of the spanks , Steve interspersed them with a gentle massage of Darla’s burning globes.

She cooed when his palms soothed her hot skin.


Steve’s fingers wandered once again between Darla’s legs. Neither of them were ready to end the evening just yet.

Steve looked into Darla’s eyes but no words came from either of them until  he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom.