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Sunday, February 7, 2016

The New Foreman - A Spanking tale from the Old West

"Throw out your pistols and get those hands up !"Sally called out.
Ranch foreman Russ McDade froze and looked up at Sally in surprise.
Tossing his guns on the ground , he slowly raised his hands.
"Now Sally… , its not what it seems I….....….." Russ began , but was interrupted by a sharp poke in his gut from Sally Cooper's shotgun.
"Shut up McDade , and when you talk you will refer to me as Miss Cooper .I'd suspected you were the one cutting into our herd and selling them to line your pockets .....and now I've caught you red handed." She spat angrily.
Walking to the steer Sally inspected it before cutting it loose to rejoin the herd.
"No brand Mr. McDade ? – who were you planning on selling this one to ?"
McDade's eyes revealed his guilt , darting around to avoid Sally's gaze.

Sally had taken over running the large cattle ranch when her Father fell ill  a year ago.
She was not awed by the male dominated country , learning the business fast and quickly turning a profit.
Her father , George Cooper , was a trusting man who hired McDade as ranch foreman years ago and never attributed the stock loses to his `trusted' employee.
Sally was not so trusting and  not as soft-hearted as her father.
McDade had betrayed their trust and stole from them and she wasn't about to show him any mercy.

"Don't take me to the Sheriff Miss Cooper , they'll lynch me for sure.....I'll pay you back somehow." He pleaded , beads of sweat dripping from his brow.
Sally cocked the shotgun and McDade flinched.
"I have no intention of handing you to the Sheriff Mr. McDade , I intend to hand out my own brand of justice !" Sally told him.
McDade backed away , " Don't shoot me out here like a dog Miss….......please …" he begged , his eyes glaring at the twin barrels of the shotgun.

Sally chuckled , thoroughly enjoying her control.
She went to her saddlebag and tossed a branding iron on the ground in front of McDade.
"You were paid to use our brand McDade so put this on the fire ." she ordered.
McDade seemed relieved that Sally was not going to shoot him so eagerly stuffed the big ' C ' branding iron in the blazing campfire .
As it heated he waited nervously under Sally's threatening gaze.
"I appreciate this Miss Cooper.You don't have to pay me wages owed –..... I'll just pack up and go and you won't see me again." He said.

Sally looked at the fire when the iron had turned red hot.
With her shotgun and eyes firmly pointed at McDade she carefully stepped over and picked the iron out of the fire.
"Turn around and drop your pants McDade !" she ordered.
McDade's jaw dropped " WHAT? Now Miss ….you can't…" he pleaded.
"Do as I say or I'll let you have both barrels McDade !" she warned.
Quickly weighing up his options , McDade slowly turned around and undid his pants , dropping them to his ankles.
"The underpants too!" Sally added.
"AW Ma'am" groaned McDade before reluctantly whisking down his long johns.
"Hoist up your shirttails McDade.
McDade did so and unveiled his bare , muscular buttocks.

Sally admired them for a moment.
He was a fine figure of a man – and it had been some time since she had eyed a man's bare backside !
Then with a forceful thrust she pressed the `C' brand against McDade's right buttock.
He squealed at the intense pain.

Pulling away the iron , Sally could see that the thief would be wearing the Cooper brand on his hide for a long time.
"That should amuse your lady friends McDade !" she teased him.

"You'll pay for that you little bitch !" McDade seethed looking over his shoulder at her.
Sally laughed.
"I'm not done with you yet McDade ." she responded.
There was a loud crack as the barrels of Sally's shotgun exploded.
"Arrrgh ….you shot me you bitch !" a shocked McDade howled and then grinned in relief when he realized he was still alive.
Then he felt a fierce burning in his backside in addition to the searing pain left by the branding iron.
"What did you do bitch ?" he screamed.
Sally cackled.
"I Shot you where it will do you most good ....but don't worry McDade , its only a mixture of rock salt and peppercorn , but its gonna keep you riding high in the saddle for a long , long time !" she laughed.
McDade reached back and examined the stinging mixture imbedded in his rear-quarters .

Sally was really enjoying the view now.
McDade's manly behind adorned with a huge `C' and peppered with blazing red marks where the shot had impacted.
He hollered as the burning mixture had immediate effect and began hopping around uncontrollably in a frantic effort to cool his burning tail.
Sally laughed and gave him a moment to settle down.
"Get your pants up and get on your horse and get off my land McDade!" she ordered.
McDade glared at her angrily but realized his injuries needed quick attention so he painfully restored his clothing , mounted his horse and galloped off taking care to keep his seat well off the saddle.

Sally looked very satisfied as she watched him disappear from view.
"Nice work !" a male voice rang out from behind a tree.
Sally spun around and pointed her shotgun at the tall shadow emerging in front of her.
"Easy Miss Cooper , its only me , and I believe you're out of ammunition" the man said.
Sally sighed in relief.
It was Steve Curtis ,the young ranch-hand abut her age she had just hired a few weeks ago.
Sally tried to hide that she had a real crush on the good-looking newcomer but blushed anyway.

"Do you handle all your disputes with your employees that way ?" Steve teased.
Sally bristled and felt the need to defend her actions.
"He deserved it .......he's a thief !" she responded.
Steve made Sally's legs weak with his smile.
"I agree with you , but we do have a justice system and besides , its kind of dangerous for a lady to take a risk by confronting a character like McDade all alone at night." Steve lectured.
"I can handle myself and people like McDade !" an indignant Sally replied.
"All the same I'd feel better if I ride with you back to the Ranch Miss Cooper." Steve said.
Sally nodded in agreement and felt a thrill in her veins to be able to get closer to Steve.

"Goodnight Miss Cooper." Steve said tipping his hat.
There was an uncomfortable pause .

Romantic sparks between the pair during the ride home ignited passions within them and Sally longed for Steve to take her in his arms and kiss her.
Steve felt the same way but felt constrained by their impending employer-employee relationship.
"Mr. Curtis…..I really do need a new foreman.....would you be interested in the job?" Sally blurted.
Steve paused to ponder the question.
"Not if you intend to brand and pepper my backside like you did with McDade ?" he replied with a smile.
"I'll take that as a yes Mr. Curtis……..." Sally blushed as her mind entertained visions of Steve's masculine bare buttocks .
"……......but as you're boss , I WILL punish  you – if you displease me!" she added , flashing an impish grin.
"I'll bet you would too ? I  accept ." Steve replied.
"We'll discuss details tomorrow then." Sally told him .

Sally finished her coffee when there was a knock on the door and Steve popped his head in.
He had been in charge as the ranch foreman for a few days now and had been summoned by Sally for an impromptu meeting.
"Have a seat Mr. Curtis ." Sally said in a formal tone ,  her heart pounding in excitement.
She poured them both coffees and got right down to business of going through the contract she had drawn up.
"We don't have to go through this Sally , I trust you." Steve said , clearly bored and uninterested.
"Don't be silly Mr. curtis , this is important....... and I went to a lot of trouble to draft this after the problems we had with your predecessor so please pay attention." She scolded.

Steve hadn't heard that tone from a female for many years and immediately nodded agreement.

Sally read while Steve looked into her pretty brown eyes and watched the words spill from her full , red lips but not hearing a word.
Sally read the final clause to Steve :
`In the event of any neglect of duties, insubordination or theft by the employee , the employer may take corrective action including termination of employment and / or corporal punishment as the situation may require.'
Sally looked at Steve for a response .
"Where do I sign?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Do you even know what corporal punishment is mr. Curtis?" Sally asked .
Steve scratched his head ,"Something to do with the army I expect?" he replied hopefully.
Sally rolled her eyes , "Just so we're clear before you sign Mr. Curtis , corporal punishment means I'll tan your bare backside if you mess up you understand?"
Steve raised a brow and smiled , "I'd expect you'd do that even without an agreement Miss Cooper!", and added his signatures to seal the deal.

Two days later Sally called Steve into her office again
" I need to talk to you about the provisions you bought in town yesterday Steve." Sally said , looking very serious.
Steve looked surprised.
He hated buying supplies and preferred being out on his horse on the range but it was part of the job.
"Mr. Coldwater from the General Store came by last night with some provisions you left at the store." Sally explained.
"Darn… it.....I must have forgotten to load them when I stopped to talk with Wendy Dale.…" Steve recalled feeling foolish.
Sally bristled at the mere mention of Wendy's name , a rival for Steve's affections.
She was very jealous of Wendy and was determined to teach them both a lesson.

"As my foreman I need you to pay more attention to my supplies than to Wendy Dale !" Sally chided.
Steve offered some defence but it only made matters worse.
"This is not acceptable Mr. Curtis , I'm afraid I have no choice but to invoke section 8 of our agreement " Sally declared.

"Section 8?" Steve asked.
Sally stood up and rolled up her sleeve.
"This is where I tan your backside Mr. Curtis."
"WHAAAT?" Steve gasped.

Steve began to babble an excuse but Sally reminded him of their  agreement.
"Now lower your pants and get over my lap and take your punishment like a man Mr. Curtis.
I'm going to give you a well deserved spanking so lets get on with it !" Sally announced.
"A Sp..spanking ? Like a kid ?You...… can't be serious…" Steve gasped in disbelief putting both hands on the seat of his tight jeans.
Sally remained adamant .
"That is correct Mr. Curtis - an old fashioned , over the knee , bare-bottomed spanking....." Sally confirmed , " drop your pants while I fetch my hairbrush" she added.
"Yes Ma'am." Steve sighed ,resigned to his fate. He undid his belt

Sally smiled , trying to conceal her excitement when she returned to the study with her big brush.

 Reluctantly ,Steve lowered his pants and stared at his new boss's inviting lap.

Sally had made sure to wear a short , leather riding skirt that hugged her curves and showed off the silky skin of her calfs and to leave an extra button or so of her shirt to give Steve just a glimpse of cleavage.
Steve turned to face her and Sally gasped.

He wore no undergarments so his rising erection pressed against the front of his shirt.

Sally pretended not to notice but had difficulty taking  her eyes of the sight and waved the brush at him ,"This will make sure I don't hurt my delicate little hand on that rough cowboy hide of yours Mr.Curtis?" She told him , returning her gaze to the bulge between Steve's legs.

Attempting  to hide his embarrassment, Steve leapt over Sally's lap.
Sally gasped when his erection made contact with her thighs.
Hoisting Steve's shirt to reveal his bare bottom in all its glory , she drank in the glorious sight , fighting the urge to dig her fingers deep into his skin and to wrap her lips around his huge shaft.
Steve had similar feelings of arousal and longed to have Sally in his arms.

Sally raised the brush  high and brought it down with a loud WHACK  on Steve's right buttock.
The loudness of the sound surprised them both .
Steve flinched and an angry  red oval appeared on his skin.
Raising the brush  again , Sally delivered another hard spank to Steve's other cheek.
He gasped and flinched again.
Gritting her teeth Sally picked up the pace , briskly spanking one of Steve's bare cheeks , then the other without pausing.
After a dozen or so good licks she was pleased to hear some genuine `OW's' and `OUCH'S' from Steve .

Sally was excited to see  Steve's skin turned pink , then red as she heartily walloped his firm backside.
She loved way the brush  connected with his firm cheeks and was thoroughly enjoying herself.
She began spanking harder , delivering flurries of solid whacks to her target .
Steve groaned and squirming on her lap as the blows rained down.
Sally paused to inspect Steve's rear.His bottom was blazing red and hot to the touch.
With one resounding final whack she brought his chastisement to an end.
"YEOOOW !" he howled.

"Let that be a lesson to you to pay attention next time Mr Curtis !" Sally lectured.

Steve rose to his feet and found himself performing an embarrassing jig , hopping from foot to foot and rubbing his behind. Quickly he restored his pants in an attempt to hide his modesty.
They were both out of breath and eyed each other hungrily for a moment , until  Sally took charge again.
"Get out on the range and do the work I pay you for Mr. Curtis ." she ordered , breaking the silence.
Steve nodded and donned his hat.
"Yes Ma'am " he replied , rubbing his behind before striding red-faced and red-bottomed out of the ranch house.

Out on the range , Steve shifted in his saddle .
'That Cooper gal sure can spank!' he mused.

 His backside was hotter than the unrelenting sun and made it uncomfortable for him in the saddle.
"Taking another break Mr. Curtis ?" a female voice chirped out from behind him.
Steve didn't notice Sally ride up to him.
Steve blushed and tipped his hat to greet her.
"Afternoon Ma'am" he said.
Sally was positively beaming with confidence after the morning's exploits in her office.
"If I thought you were slacking off I would take you behind those trees and take a switch to your bare backside !" she teased.

Steve smiled , "I don't doubt that you would  Miss Cooper, but I learned my lesson this morning so there will be no slacking."
Sally grinned ,"Yes I expect you'll be sore for a while ,especially sitting on that hard  saddle." She teased playfully.

Steve's nostrils flared and he hopped off his horse. He could hold his feelings no longer.
Reaching up he hauled Sally out of her saddle and stood her on the ground in front of him .
"What the…......" Sally began until Steve pulled her close to him and pressed his lips hard against hers.
At first Sally struggled and tried to resist his kiss but her legs felt weak and she melted into Steve's arms and made the kiss linger as long as possible.
Afterwards Sally snuggled her head into the comfort of Steve's strong chest.
"Will you come to dinner tonight Steve ?" she asked.

"I've heard a lot about you Steve –..... welcome to the Cooper Ranch." George Cooper said extending a hand to Steve.
The two men exchanged a firm handshake before sitting at the table.
"Nora's cooking her famous casserole , so you must be something special !" George chuckled.
"Your embarrassing me George , Steve will think I never cook!" George's wife replied indignantly.
The Coopers had been married for over 30 years and were an engaging couple.
Susan sat contently , glad that her parents approved of her new beau.

Over dinner they all chatted amiably about the ranch and other subjects.
However , the tone changed when Steve off-handedly mentioned the employment contract Sally had him sign.
George looked angrily at his daughter.
"I don't recall seeing any contract Sally ?" he questioned.
Sally tried to make light of her Father's comment , patronizingly telling him it was a standard agreement which she didn't think she needed to mention.
Nora looked worried " Now don''t you two start arguing about the business at the dinner table in front of our guest." She lectured.

Steve tried changing the subject.
"I'm awfully sorry about that mix-up with the supplies Mr. Cooper , it won't happen again." Steve added .
George's face reddened as he tried to control his fury.
"What mix-up , doesn't anybody tell me anything around here." He yelled.
Nora calmed her husband and  Steve went on to explain how he had been distracted by Wendy Dale and forgot to load some supplies .
"Don't worry Dad , I've already handled it …with Steve." Sally said.
"I'll say!…"Steve added , putting a hand to his seat with a grimace.
Sally grinned at him proudly.

George looked puzzled and paused to think.
"I know you well Sally Cooper , you're just as devious as your Mother so don't try to fool me. I want to see that agreement Steve signed right now !" he said firmly.
Sally protested and Nora tried to calm them both again.
"I said now Sally Cooper!" George raised his voice.
Exasperated , Sally put the document in front of her Father and he ripped it to pieces.
"Daddy!" Sally gasped.
"There'll be no fancy agreements while I own this ranch young lady.
Steve and I will rely on a handshake between two honest men.
And as far as the supplies issue goes ..... you were out of line to haul Steve over the coals for that ! Admit it young lady ,  you were just jealous because Steve was talking to another girl and you wanted to get back at him weren''t you ?" George ranted.

Sally looked uncomfortable under her Father's gaze.
"Really Sally …that's very childish and spiteful of you ." her Mother scolded
George looked seriously at Steve.
"If you're even thinking of courting my daughter Mr. Curtis you'd best know that she can be very jealous , conniving and childish at times. She needs a man who will put her across his knee and give her a good paddling to keep her in line !" George told him.
Steve smiled and looked at an indignant Sally.
"Really Daddy!" she fumed.

George rose from the table and shook Steve's hand again.
"That's our contract sealed Mr. Curtis."
George scowled at Sally and returned his gaze to Steve.
"You're welcome to use my study right now Steve ..... my daughter is long overdue for a spanking!" George said to giggles from his wife.

"I do believe you're right Mr. Cooper!"

Steve rolled up his shirt sleeves and Sally looked worried.
"Now Steve , don't you dare ….." she babbled as Steve approached her.
Sally turned to run but Steve caught her by the wrist .
While George and Nora looked on in amusement Steve walked to the study , dragging a reluctant Sally behind him.
"Lets go to bed dear and leave the young folks alone ." Nora smiled.

Holding Sally firmly by the wrist , Steve sat down in the same straight backed chair Sally had used  for his spanking.
"You can't do this Steve…......I'll fire you …" Sally threatened.
Steve's response was to  spill her head first over his lap.
"Stop wailing and take what you have coming you little wildcat " Steve told her.
Eyeing his target Steve took hold of the hem of Sally's light gingham dress and hauled it up above her waist.
"OOOOOH....How dare you !" she protested.
Flipping up the single petticoat she wore revealed a pair of pink , lace trimmed pantaloons .
Steve admired the curves of Sally's figure encased in the fancy drawers.
For a moment he thought about exposing her as she had done to him but reminded himself he was a gentleman and they were not even officially courting yet.
"Don't you lay a hand on me Steve Curtis, you'll be sorry ." a defiant Sally called out in desperation.

George and Nora sat up in bed and grinned at each other as they listened to the satisfying sound of a good old fashioned spanking being administered to their feisty daughter in the study directly below .
The loud spanks were landing fast and furious , and Sally's squeals and protests were even louder.
"He's really giving it to her but good!' George declared proudly.
"Sure is !" Nora agreed.
George looked lustily at his wife.
"George Cooper…......don't you dare…." Nora warned as George hauled her over his lap.
"This is for talking back to your husband in front of guests Nora Cooper!" he said , flipping up her nightdress.

Meanwhile , downstairs Sally squirmed and bucked on Steve's lap but his strong hand on the small of her back held her firmly in place.
Soon her screams turns to groans of passion when she felt Steve's burgeoning erection beneath her.
She was able to position herself with her pelvis grinding into it in rhythm with the spanks landing on her bottom.
Her bottom was burning now but stoking the fire in her loins so instead of begging Steve to stop her bottom was actually rising to meet each stinging spank.

With a final rapid flurry of spanks , Sally yelped and lay moaning on Steve's lap as his palm caressed the mounds of her bottom.
Even through the flimsy material of her undergarment he could feel the heat emanating from her skin underneath.
"AAAAH" Sally exhaled loudly when Steve's palms caressed and lingered on her globes.
Steve longed to down those drawers and feast on Sally's soft bare skin  but  allowed Sally to retain some dignity.
After restoring Sally's petticoat and dress he helped her off his lap and took her into his arms.
They clung tightly to each other for a few moments until Sally looked longingly into Steve's eyes.
"I guess I needed that ?'" she pouted.
Steve agreed and added "Next time it'll be on your bare bottom Missie !" he warned her.
Sally's heart pounded at the mere mention and put her lips softly on Steve's.

George and Nora Cooper were looking very bright and happy the next morning when Sally came downstairs to join him for breakfast.
Nora snuggled close to George .
She could still feel the tingle in her bottom from the spanking she had received at bedtime.
"OH!" Sally moaned and grimaced when she sat down at the table.
Her Mother chuckled and Sally pouted. .
"You've only yourself to blame girl just missed Steve. He came to ask my permission to court you.…" Her father told her matter of factly.
Sally looked at him in anxious anticipation.
"Of course I said yes !" George replied after a teasing delay.
Sally leapt up and gave her Father a hug.

That Saturday Sally and Steve made their first trip into town as a courting couple,
They accepted congratulations from friends and neighbours as they strolled through town , hand in hand.
Everyone agreed they made a fine couple.
Steve waited outside the dress shop as Sally went in to browse.
"Hi Steve ." Wendy cooed.
"Good afternoon Miss Dale " Steve replied , looking uncomfortable.
Wendy moved closer and openly flirted with the handsome cowboy.
"Miss Dale ?… you're very formal Steve…..we know each other better than that ...or have you forgotten our little romp in the haystack a while back?" she teased.

Steve looked around nervously hoping Sally was not in earshot.
"Sally and I are courting now was fun but its over now." He told her.
"Really Steve , you're being quite rude. Perhaps I should give you another spanking!" Wendy said loudly.
Steve blushed " Keep you voice down Wendy !" he whispered , recalling Wendy's strong penchant for spanking his bare bottom during their encounters.

"What is this I heard about you two and a haystack ?" Sally asked in a firm tone.
Steve flinched as he wondered how long Sally had been there.
The two rivals for his affections came face to face.
He could feel the tension.
"I leave you outside for 5 minutes Steve Curtis and I find you with….HER !"Sally spat.

Steve tried to calm things down but tempers were frayed , especially Sally's.
Before he could react he heard a loud `SPLAAT' when Sally connected a hard slap to Wendy's face.
Wendy immediately retaliated with a wild slap of her own , sending Sally reeling backwards landing on her backside. Sally struggled to stand and Wendy jumped on top of her .

Both women took handfuls of each other's hair .
Steve contemplated his next move as he watched the two women grappling on the ground.
Stepping forward he was able to pry them apart and took a firm grip on their arms.

"What's going on here…… Sally?…..Wendy?…."Mrs. Driscoll from the dress store exclaimed as Steve dragged the pair into her store.
"I apologize Mrs. Driscoll , but do you have a room I could use to `attend' to these two in private ?" he asked.
Tutting her disapproval she pointed Steve to her office in the back of the store.
Steve plopped Sally down on a chair outside the office and pushed a protesting Wendy inside the small room.
"You wait right here young lady. I'll deal with you when we get back to the ranch!" he said firmly.
Sally thought about responding but had never seen Steve so angry so decided to do as she was told for a change.
Steve went into the office and closed the door.

It wasn't long before she could hear frantic protests and squeals from Wendy.
"Put me down Steve…..nooooo…..stopppit…….stoppit I said…..let me go …"
Sally could hear quite a struggle going on followed by more loud screams from Wendy.
"How dare you….nooooooo…"
After a brief pause she recognized the familiar sounds of a spanking being administered.
It was also clear that the spanks  were being applied to bare skin.
Sally chuckled to herself as she pictured her rival having her bare bottom warmed.
"yeoow….ouch….stoppit… burns !"
Sally winced as she heard one particularly hard spank land.
"That's gotta sting !" she thought to herself.

After a good 10 minutes or so the spanking subsided and Wendy's screams turned to sobs.
Sally could hear Steve's voice speak to Wendy in a low tone with occasional tearful replies from Wendy.
After a brief silence the door opened and Wendy slowly stepped out.
Her eyes were red and watery and her face flushed.
She was vigorously rubbing the seat of her dress .
Wendy looked at Sally and began sobbing again.
"I'll never get over this humiliation …" she bawled before hobbling back into the store.

Sally gulped and her heart pounded as a still angry Steve came out .
His sleeves were rolled up and he rolled them back down as he glared at her.
Taking her wrist he hauled her to your feet.
"That was nothing compared to what you're going to get when I get you home Sally. You won't be able to sit for a week when I'm finished with you.!" He warned.
Mrs. Driscoll laughed as Steve dragged an embarrassed Sally through the store.
"Ahhh….Young love ." she remarked.

The study door was closed and locked when Steve arrived home with Sally in tow.
"That's strange ? " Sally thought.
The mystery was quickly solved when they heard the distinctive sound of a spanking coming from the room.
Steve was shocked but Sally , interestingly seemed unmoved.
The squeals and pleading coming from the female voice was certainly those of Nora Cooper.
"George is spanking your Mother ?" Steve asked.
Sally smiled weakly and nodded.

Although she had never actually seen her Mother spanked , she knew about it from picking up the tell-tale signs.
Her Father would often announce something like "I'm going to take you over my knee" or something like that.
Not long after , she would watch her Mother's look of apprehension knowing she was in for a spanking , and noticing how her Mother would not sit down comfortably the next day.
After a spanking , her Father would always let her Mother stay in the study for a while to compose herself before returning to her day , so Sally sometimes saw her leave the study with the expression of someone who had been soundly spanked.

Steve and Sally waited silently and listened to the proceedings , occasionally wincing when a particularly hard whack landed.
The older couple were really making quite a racket.
Finally the door opened and George appeared.
He was not the slightest bit embarrassed when he saw them.
"Hurry up Sweetheart......….Sally and Steve are here !" he called out nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry Mr. Cooper but I need to borrow your study again…......I'll explain later." Steve said.
George could tell by his daughter's demeanour that she was in for a `real' spanking this time.
George chuckled and beckoned Steve closer to him.
"Have a look in the top , right drawer Steve.
You'll find a nice big wooden hairbrush there.
It's a family heirloom you know….I've used it quite often to tan Sally's Mother's bottom over the years.In fact I've already warmed it up for you son.Sally's just like her Mother so make sure you give it to her good." George whispered.

At that moment a grimacing Nora emerged from the study , her face flushed.
" Mother made a few unauthorized purchases again... …." George explained to Sally.
"Oh dear…" Nora gasped , rubbing her bottom , "I don't think I'll ever be able to sit again!"

Steve laughed before resuming his stern expression and ushered Sally into the study.
To his surprise Sally immediately began removing her dress and placed the chair in its usual position.
She knew exactly where to find the antique hairbrush George had referred to and she placed it on the chair.
Looking ravishing in only a camisole and pantaloons , Sally turned around and undid the drawstring on her silk drawers , letting them fall to her knees.
The sight of her firm , round bare bottom was even more glorious than Steve had envisioned.

He picked up the brush and sat down.
Sally draped herself over Steve's lap and teasingly wiggled her bare bottom.
Steve's erection was not hard for her to find and she placed herself strategically over it and Steve adjusted her position.
"I've been very naughty Steve so make sure you spank my poor bottom really good" she cooed wiggling her cheeks again.
Steve agreed and for the next 10 minutes that hairbrush danced all over Sally's jiggling bare cheeks.

Outside , George and Nora Cooper smiled at each other and listened in on their daughter's spanking.
"Steve is sure laying it on good with that hairbrush !" George remarked.
His wife smiled "Well you sure haven't lost your touch George...... you still know how to spank a lady!
Here , put some of this on will you – my bottom's on fire!" Nora said  handing her husband a jar of cold cream.

George sat on the big chair in front of the fire and Nora hoisted her dress and lay over his lap.
George lovingly applied the cream to his wife's plump , crimson bottom.
The sound of the spanking in the study escalated.
"Best save some of that for Sally !" Nora declared.
They both knew Sally needed a firm hand and were content that she had found a man like Steve who would give her what she needed.

It sure had been a long time since the hairbrush had seen this much action at the Cooper ranch but they were all glad it was back !

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Meanwhile back at the Ranch.... - MF Wild West Spanking Story

George Cooper stood with hands on his hips and scowled at his wife Nora and daughter Sally when they entered the ranch house.
Standing beside George was his son-on-law Steve Curtis who was equally livid.
The two ladies smiled nervously at their angry husbands .
"Where the heck have you gals been ? I thought I told you this morning to be home before dark ….....Steve and I were about to round up a possee to go look for you !" George scolded.

Nora and Sally looked nervously at each other and began babbling apologies .
"Its mostly my fault Dear.....I wanted to stay in town a bit longer to shop and then we ........well we kinda got lost on the ride back through the west side of the ranch ." Lisa confessed.

George wagged a finger at his wife.
"How many times have I told you not to take that route back? Its just like you to be foolish like that Nora Cooper .........but I'm surprised at you Sally!" he said looking at his daughter.
Sally's husband Steve chipped in , "Sally's not so innocent Mr. Cooper , I'm sure she's just as much to blame , weren't you Sally? an exasperated Steve pointed out.
"I'm sorry Steve ." Sally said meekly.

George sighed , "What's left of supper is in the kitchen if you want it .......– but I'll be dealing with you later Nora Cooper !" George said firmly.
His usually outspoken wife simply blushed and said lowered her head while her angry husband glared at her.

Sally smirked when she heard her Father's familiar threat.
"That goes for you too Sally !" Steve declared in a firm tone that quickly erased Sally's silly smirk.
"AW Steve!" she pouted.

The atmosphere warmed somewhat once the two couples sat at the table while the two mischievious  ladies amused their husbands by giving them details on their misadventure.

Steve gave his pretty young wife a playful slap on the rump when she bent over to put away a pot.
The whack resounded around the room , producing a loud yelp from Sally.

Instinctively she put a hand to her rear to sooth the sting.
"Hey…! You hit hard Steve !" she complained, feigning outrage.
"That's just a sample of what's coming to you later Sally Curtis …!" he warned.
Sally blushed and whispered to her husband.
"Steve…! Not in front of my parents....….they might ……......" she began before Steve interrupted her .
"What's up Sally? 
Are you afraid your parents will find out that I give my wife a good old-fashioned spanking when she's been naughty ? I'm sure they've already heard those paddlings I've been giving you in the bedroom..... they are pretty noisy dear ! " he chuckled.
Sally's felt her face burn and vainly tried to shush her husband.

Steve had laid down the law with Sally very early in their relationship.
Sally was sassy , bossy and spoilt and required a strong man like Steve to keep her in line......and keep her in line he warming her cute little behind whenever needed it -  which was quite often!

George and Nora listened to the antics of the two younger lovebirds until George wagged a finger at his wife.

"That reminds me.....go fetch the hairbrush darling !" he grinned.
This time it was Nora's time to blush.
Reluctantly , Nora left and returned with  the sturdy implement.
George Cooper was bald as a coot so it was unlikely he intended to use it for grooming!

Steve kissed his embarrassed wife on the cheek and took her by the hand.
"It's a beautiful night dear , lets go for a walk and let your parents have some time alone together." he winked at George.
George looked at his wife before responding.
"That would be mighty kind of you son!" George replied , eying his wife.
The moment the newlyweds had left for their walk , George sprang into action .
Nora recognized that look on her husband's face .....and knew what it meant.
"Get in that study Nora Cooper , I am going to give it to you but good this time!" he ordered.
"AW George …......not the brush" Nora  whinged .
"Its too late for apologies now my dear , you've had this coming for some time and now you're gonna get it !" George scolded , pointing to the study.

George gave his wife's ample bottom a firm whack propelling  her into the study.
"Don't pretend you`ve forgotten the routine my dear!" George said.
Placing a chair in the middle of the room , he sat down,
"Aw George… do I have to take everything off ?" Nora  pleaded.

"You know fine well that spankings in this house are on the bare bottom so get going !" he replied.
Sensing her husband's displeasure  , Nora started to undo the buttons on her dress.

George loved his wife to be naked for her spankings as it also provided a nice feast for his eyes .
He felt his erection grow when Nora's ample breasts spilled from her opened bodice .

Meanwhile Steve and Sally sat down together on the porch swing to enjoy the sound of chirping crickets and  the view of the full moon.
The ambiance was soon interrupted by the noises coming from the nearby study window  .
"OW!" "YEOOW!" "OUCH!" "Stoppit George …please… !  I'm sorry…!  I'm really sorry!"
"You're going to be a lot sorrier missie !"
"AAAAH" " OOOOW" "George …..please … burns !" "YEOOOW!"

Sally giggled.
"Dad's been threatening Mom with that for weeks… so he's taking care of a multitude of sins !" she said.
Steve cringed at the rythmic sound of the hairbrush cracking against his Mother-in-law's bare rear end .
Sally looked at Steve sheepishly.
" I guess I'm next ?" she asked .
"I told you I was going to deal with you later Sally and you know I meant it . The past few weeks you've been back to your old ways..... being sassy , bossy and inconsiderate and I won't stand for it ." He told her.

Sally made an unconvincing attempt to argue her case " But darling …..... I know I've been kind of rude and bossy lately  but I'll make it up to you......" She said seductively putting a hand on Steve's crotch.
Steve moved her hand and shaking his head defiantly.
"Good try my dear , but that will have to wait until after your spanking!
As your Dad is through with your Mom ,  it will be you're turn for a visit to the study!" he warned her.

"B....….but honey… parents...…..they'll hear… ! Can't we go up to the bedroom?" Sally pleaded.
"Oh they'll hear alright – I plan to make a lot of noise.....there will be a lot more spankings to come in that study so you may as well get used to it .
Just be grateful I'm taking you into the study instead of spanking your bare bottom in front of the fire where everyone can have a good look – ......its no less than you deserve !" he threatened.
"You wouldn't dare ?" Sally gulped.
His confident look told Sally he certainly would !

The spanking in the study continued and Steve noticed the loud gun-shot whacks of the brush had been replaced with a different sound.
Sally cocked a curious eyebrow and stood up.
"What are you doing Sally!" Steve asked incredulously when his wife peered through the study window.
"OH MY!" Sally exclaimed.
Steve joined his wife at the window to take in the show.
His mother -in-laws round bottom was a blazing red and jiggled with each smack from her husband's hand.
Her husband's palm stung more than the brush on poor Nora's tender bottom.

After delivering a  flurry of spanks which had his wife bouncing frantically on his lap , George helped her unsteadily to her feet and guided her into the corner.

"Stay right there and think about your behaviour until I return Nora !" George ordered.
Nora shifted uncomfortably in the corner ,  hands on head and her plump red bottom on display.
George laid the hairbrush on the chair , inspected his handiwork from afar.
He had turned His wife's bottom from lily white to a blazing shade of crimson.
The shade of red was particularly deep on her sit spot where he had made sure to pay particular attention.
Nora would certainly be reminded of her lack of consideration each time she sat down for the next little while !

George was feeling quite proud of himself for finally taking his feisty wife to task and admittedly enjoyed every minute of Nora's bottom warming.
He loved the way her cheeks jiggled with every spank and the way she shrieked and kicked and squirmed on his lap.
It had been quite a while since she had given his wife a good spanking and he was pleased he had not lost his touch.

The hairbrush he had used was a wedding gift from Nora's Mother 30 years ago and it was still going strong.
He often recalled the advice his Mother-in-law's gave him on their wedding day:
`This will make a good happy marriage dear. ......Nora will make a you wonderful wife , but she is headstrong and will need a good strong man to put her over his knee and spank her behind when she gets too big for her britches' so
don't hesitate to spank her when she needs it – and believe me dear , she will need it!'
Being the headstrong , impetuous young woman that she was , Nora had felt the sting of that hairbrush on her bare bottom many times during their marriage.

George fondly recalled the first time he had used the brush,only a few weeks into their marriage.
Nora had been her usual sassy and rude self at the Thanksgiving dinner table and was annoying to everyone.
"Are you going to give her a dose of that hairbrush or shall I ?" her  Mother finally challenged George in front of everyone.
The young George felt excitement flow through his veins as he eyed his naughty wife.
Excusing them both from the table he marched Nora upstairs where her first appointment with the hairbrush awaited her.

A short while later , a red-faced , repentant Nora returned to the dining room and promptly apologized to everyone.
Her Mother had already placed a large pillow on her daughter's chair , and everyone at the table roared with laughter when Nora whined and eased her well spanked bottom carefully onto it.
George watched , grinning proudly .
"Don't worry Nora, you aren't the first and you won't be the last person at this table to have your backside tanned with that brush !" Her Mother cackled.

Leaving his wife in the study , George Cooper strolled out onto the porch where the newlyweds were still sitting.
Steve was smiling confidently , but Sally looked quite pensive and nervous.
"You and Sally can have the study in 5 minutes ...... Mother  needs a few minutes to cool off!" he winked before departing.

Steve made good used of the five minute pause  to remind Sally of her pending fate.
"I am going to warm that pretty little bustle of yours but good Sally Curtis .....and when I say warm I mean warm !
Those spankings I gave you in the bedroom are going to feel like paddy-whackings compared to what you're going to get with the hairbrush !" he told her.
Sally listened nervously , sweat beading on her brow  but her bottom tingled in anticipation.

George was sitting  by the fire reading his newspaper when Steve marched Sally into the house.
Nora was leaning on the mantle , both palms rubbing the seat of her skirts.
Underneath those petticoats there was a glow much warmer than the flames coming from the fireplace.

Steve steered Sally  towards the study , the sleeves of his plaid shirt rolled up well above his elbows in preparation of the exertion to come.
"OW…LEGGO .....THAT HURTS ..STOPPIT !" Sally complained as he tugged on her wrist.
"Not as much as your rear end is going to hurt young lady ….!" Steve replied unsympathetically.
He delivered a resounding slap to the seat of her skirt with his free hand.
"YEOW!" Sally yelped.
Steve opened the study door and shoved an embarrassed Sally inside without reproach.
"Get in there !" he growled.

Sally gulped and eyed the hairbrush sitting on the chair.
Her bottom tingled in the anticipation that it would soon be the instrument of her chastisement.
Steve sat on the straight backed chair and patted his lap.
"Over you go young lady!" he ordered firmly.
Sally's mouth went dry and her heart pounded with excitement as she leaned over Steve's strong thighs.
She felt a thrill pulse through her veins as Steve slowly raised her long dress and petticoats above her tiny waist.

Her flimsy silk pantaloons had a convenient rear hatch.
Steve undid the lace and stretched the garment to reveal Sally's glorious , lily white , twin globes.

Picking up the brush he rubbed it seductively over her bare skin , delivering a few playful taps which made Sally jerk on his lap.
Steve adjusted his wife on his lap and Sally placed both palms on the floor for balance.
She felt thoroughly exposed with her bare bottom high in the air and her feet well off the floor.
Steve raised the hairbrush high over his head and eyed the delectable target before him.

George looked up from his paper and peered over his eyeglasses at Nora when they heard  familiar sounds from the study.
Even Nora was able to smile through her obvious discomfort.
"That sure looks like one marriage that's off to a good start !" she remarked painfully.

George put down his paper and stood up.
All that spanking had  fed his sexual appetite.
"Why don't we go upstairs and I'll put some cold crème on that pretty hot bottom of yours dear ." he offered.
".......and I'd best take care of that shouldn't I George ? Nora purred placing a hand on George's growing erection.
"YIPPEE !" George yelled ,tossing his squealing wife over his shoulder and carrying her upstairs.

The older couple were like newlyweds ,  voraciously peeling off each other's clothing , leaving a tell-tale trail of garments up the stairs and into their room.
A once again naked Nora  slumped to her knees and hungrily eyed her husband's huge erection.
"It's my turn to give you something you've wanted for a long time George !" she cooed hoarsely.

Meanwhile down in the study Sally's spanking had stirred the flames of passion in the newlyweds.
Sally's bottom was bright red and Steve had abandoned the harshness of the brush to the firm seductiveness of his palm.
He let his palm linger and explore his wife's hot skin after every spank and Sally moaned , squirmed , bucked and ground her pelvis into Steve's groin.
Her bottom was rising up to meet the spanking rythym of Steve's palm and she could not get enough.
Steve delivered a final trio of stinging slaps that had Sally howling before allowing her to slide off his lap.
They were both out of breath as she melted into his arms.
There was only one thing they wanted now , so Steve scooped Sally up and carried her upstairs , their lips locked in a long kiss as he climbed the stairs.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Spanked Sisters - MF Wild West Spanking

"Bad news darling ?" Beth asked .
John frowned and shook He shook his head , continuing to read the letter he had received from his older sister Lynn.

"Depends how you look at it ." he declared when he finished John shared the news that Lynn had separated from her third husband Jack ,and wished to come and stay with them for a while.
"Of course she can John….we have lots of room , and she is your sister." Beth said.
John was not so sure.
"You don't know Lynn Beth!
Jack was her third husband .....she always ends up dumping them after a few months.
Jacks seemed like a great guy , but I suspected he wouldn't las t long.." John told her.
Beth scolded her husband " John Dillon ! That's no way to speak about your family.
Now go into town and send Lynn a telegram that she is welcome to stay with us!!"

Beth curiously peered over John's shoulder , beamed with excitement when the Stagecoach ground  to a halt.
A tall , striking woman in a smart green suit and matching hat gracefully emerged from inside .
"Fetch my bags " she ordered haughtily waving her hand at the coach driver.
John rolled his eyes "That's my sister !" he declared with a hint of sarcasm.
Taking Beth by the arm he guided her over to his Lynn and introduced her.
Lynn peered down at Beth with a look that made Beth feel like she was meeting the Queen herself.
"Enchante" Lynn said with a forced smile.
Beth looked puzzled and Lynn laughed mockingly.
"It's a quaint French greeting ….....we use it in Boston all the time dear ." Lynn explained.
John rolled his eyes again .
"I'll get the bags ." he sighed.

Beth soon realized why John was so reluctant to have his sister stay with him.
Upon arriving she immediately tried to take charge of the household.
Domineering , with her bossy and snobbish attitude , she criticized and controlled everything .
Beth soon became frustrated ,complaining to John who simply gave her an ` I told you so' shrug.
After an intolerable week things came to a head one morning when Beth was scrubbing  the kitchen floors.
Making no attempt to help , Lynn sipped on her tea and lectured Beth that she should hire servants to do such work.
Biting her tongue , Beth tried to ignore the comments but exploded when Lynn deliberately walked on the area she had just finished cleaning.
"So sorry dear…..I thought it was dry ......just wash it again." Lynn said with an uncaring smirk.
Beth slammed down her scrub brush in anger.
"You did that on purpose !" she yelled.
Lynn smirked again " Temper , temper dear ." she replied.
In an instant , Beth could feel the pent up anger surge through her veins .
Picking up the bucket of dirty water , Beth dumped it over her sister-in-law's head , leaving the bucket on top.
Beth laughed loudly at the sight of an outraged Lynn staggering around with a bucket on her head , her fancy Boston dress soaked in dirty water.

Lynn dislodged the bucket from her head.
"Oh my hair....and my dress !
Do you know how much this cost ?
How dare you.....…you……......uncouth scullery maid !" she howled.

The comment angered Beth even more,"Scullery maid is it? Why you pompous little....." and she lunged forward to grab  a handful of her sister-in-law's hair.
Lynn screamed loudly and thankfully John heard the commotion , running inside  to find his wife holding his sister by the hair while   aiming wild kicks and punches at her.

Luckily most of his wife's frantic blows  didn't connect and  John was able to pry Beth away from Lynn.
"That wildcat...….she dumped water on me and attacked me for no reason John.
Look at my dress its ruined .
You need to control your wife John......I hope … you're not going to let her get away with such behaviour ?" Lynn raged.

John looked down at Beth in disappointment.
He knew how aggravating his sister could be but Beth had gone too far.
Beth did defended her actions ,but only succeeded in making matters worse.
"She's been going out of her way to irritate us since she arrived John , no wonder she's gone through all those husbands , its about time somebody said something !"
Lynn bristled with outrage at the comment.

"How dare you say such a thing!"
"That's enough now Beth... …get upstairs …....I'll deal with you after I've spoken with my sister" John seethed.
Beth gulped "But John I'm sorry…....but...
!…." she pleaded ,  realizing her husband's intentions.
"Sorry Beth but it's too late for that now !" John told her.

Beth clenched her fists and glared at Lynn's smiling , gloating face.
"I said get upstairs Beth …or would you prefer I deal with you right here in the kitchen ? John warned.
"NO SIR!" Beth replied,  stamping her foot before storming upstairs.

John looked at Lynn who was looking very pleased with yourself.
"If I thought you started this Lynn so help me  I'll...." John said.
Lynn just smiled and picked up her teacup.
"Don't be too hard on the poor girl  John dear !" she replied sarcastically .
Lynn chuckled and poured herself another cup of tea when John strode purposefully upstairs.
"Bottoms up....if you'll pardon the pun!" Lynn giggled , aking a long sip of tea when John left to deal with Beth. 

By the time John entered their bedroom, Beth was fully prepared for her punishment , wearing only her bodice and pantaloons ,  the hairbrush was placed on the straight back chair.
"Let's get this over with Beth." John said , taking his seat and patting his lap.
Resigned to her fate , Beth draped herself over her husband.
Conveniently , Beth had even undone the buttons on the back of her drawers so both of her shapely bare globes were easily available to her husband for chastisement.

The hairbrush rose , Beth's cheeks clenched and she took a firm hold on John's ankle.
Downstairs Lynn smiled upon hearing a  loud crack upstairs ,quickly followed by another and another , accompanied by her sister-in-law's frenzied howls.
The cracks continued ,increasing in pace , number and volume.
'WHAAAP!' "OOOOOW!" , Lynn feigned a grimace when a particularly loud spank found a tender spot.

"That had to sting !" she declared in amusement.

Upstairs in the bedroom , Beth was bucking and squirming on John's strong lap .
Both palms were on the floor , her pretty little nose almost touching  the floor and her raised , bare bottom feeling the wrath of the sturdy wooden hairbrush.
John raised his arm high ,and swung the brush ,  bringing it down smartly on Beth's jiggling twin globes.

Beth clenched her teeth , trying her best not to give her sister-in-law the satisfaction of hearing her cries.
Although her attempt was valiant , it was relatively short-lived and futile.
As usual , John was making sure her bottom was well and truly roasted !
She soon found herself yelping instinctively between pleading and apologizing.

Downstairs , Lynn listened intently as her teacup slowly emptied.
Downing a final sip of tea , she listened until the noises from upstairs finally stopped  .
"I guess the entertainment is over." She quipped to herself, and made her way upstairs  to her room to change from her wet clothes.

Upon passing John and Beth's room she was drawn to the unmistakable sounds of deep breathing and groans of passion coming from within.
Inside , the room was littered with John's and Beth's discarded clothing .
Beth was on all fours on the bed now,with John behind her thrusting inside her.
They both moaned loudly and Beth was screaming out encouragement to John.

John responded by pounding harder inside her before hoisting Beth up , rolling over on his back and placing her on top of him like placing a fairy on a Christmas tree.
Beth gasped , hungrily impaling herself on his huge shaft.
This time it was John's voice calling out , "RIDE ME GIRL! RIDE ME!"
Beth bounced on her husband , wincing when her tender , hot cheeks brushed against him.
Outside , Lynn listened intently , her legs weakening and her heart pounding as she her brother made wild love  to his wife - western style.
She was intrigued that all that passion stemmed from a good hard spanking and longed for that type of passion in her life.

Wisely, Lynn decided to remain in her room  for the remainder of the day while John went into town to pick up some provisions and Beth resumed her household chores.
Guilt consumed her , so she made her way downstairs to apologize.
It was going to be uncomfortable and difficult for and she hoped Beth's anger had faded.

Upon entering the kitchen , Lynn gasped when she saw Beth's standing at the sink , her skirt hoisted and her well spanked bottom in full view.
Lynn had never saw such a blazing red bottom before!
In fact Beth felt invigorating , and she was positively glowing from the spanking and  lovemaking session with John.
"OMIGOSH Beth !  John really paddled you good ?" Lynn said meekly.
Beth looked over her shoulder to gaze at her bottom and smiled .

Beth rubbed her bare bottom.
"John always does a good job of warming my behind .....but I've had worse.I deserved every lick though!" she said nonchalantly.
"Sitting down is uncomfortable right now so I'm letting the fresh air cool me down while I prepare  tonight's supper to help Lynn?" Beth added

Lynn was still looking curiously at Beth's well spanked bottom.
"WOW! That is really red !" Lynn exclaimed.
"Its good for a marriage when a man spanks his wife when she has behaved badly….......and even more fun after the spanking !" Beth giggled.
Lynn agreed.....if only one of her husband's had the courage to do the same to her perhaps she would be a better person and still happily married like John and Beth.

Beth passed Lynn a bowl of potatoes and a peeler .
For once Lynn did not complain and decided to help.

"Hey John……! John Dillon ?" a voice with a strong English accent called out as John loaded up his wagon at the general store.
John pondered as he studied the handsome features of the distinguished older gentleman , dressed in a smart suit and bowler hat.
The man thrust out a hand.
"Jack Wilson…… , Lynn's husband……....or ex-husband , depending on how you look at it old chap " he said.
John didn't know Jack , but was happy to see him if he was here to take back his annoying sister.
John took Jack to the saloon for a drink but was disappointed to hear that Jack was not in town to woo back his wife.
"Just want to clear up some loose ends with Lynn before I go back to England." He told Jack.
Nonetheless the two men shared stories and the same opinion of Lynn.
She was spoilt , rude and arrogant to name a few , so Jack felt a divorce was the best thing.

John ordered more whiskey and chastised Jack.
"you're giving up too soon Jack.
If you married Lynn you must love her but you've got to fight for her.
She's like a horse , she needs taming and to be told whose boss.!" John explained.
Jack was sceptical but looked interested .
"Never looked at it that way Johnnie old chap.
By golly its worth a try…......where is the little spitfire anyway?"
The local whiskey was clearly giving Jack courage he did not possess when he arrived.
"Drink up and I'll take you there !" John bellowed giving Jack a hearty slap on the back.

Lynn wrapped a soft towel around the wet curves of her body as she stepped out of the tub in her room.
She admired her beauty in the mirror as she tucked her long , dark hair into a towel and dried it.
Sitting down at her vanity she crossed her long , shapely legs and opened a jar of white cream.
She tutted impatiently when she heard some loud noises from downstairs.
"Be quiet down there John !" she yelled angrily.

Downstairs John took Jack's suitcase and pointed up stairs.
"I'm sure you must recognize that tone ?" he asked.
The muscles in Jack's face tightened in determination .
He took off his jacket and began rolling up his sleeves as he glared up stairs.
"Good luck !" John said as Jack took  the stairs two at a time.
"WHAT THE ….....! WHAAT? JACK…......WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ?" Lynn yelled when  Jack burst into the room almost knocking the door off its hinges.
"I'm here to take back my wife !" Jack announced boldly.

The usually confident Lynn looked uneasy and stood up , pulling the towel closer to her skin.
"You can't just come here unannounced Jack…......and I'm not even dressed… must leave immediately !" she told him indignantly.
Jack laughed.
"Still the same old girl I married I see !" Jack replied and advanced toward her.
As Lynn backed away , Jack paused at her dresser and picked up an antique hairbrush.
Lynn's jaw dropped.
"Jack ! Don't you dare !" she protested .

The wall had stopped Lynn from back tracking, so Jack moved closer , menacingly tapping the back of the brush against his palm.
In a lightening fast movement Jack was able to whisk Lynn's towel away leaving her naked before him.
She frantically tried to hide her nakedness with her arms as Jack took hold of her wrist.
"I'm your husband for goodness sake !" he lectured her , pulling her to him.
He noticed something in her eyes and body language he had never seen before.
It was a vulnerability , a submission as he towered over her.
"I'm going to give you something you've been needing for a long , long time Lynn!" he told her firmly but tenderly.

Downstairs , John sat comfortably on the armchair , nursing his freshly poured brandy , his gaze directed up stairs.
He smiled when he heard the glorious sound of brush meeting bare bottom coming from upstairs.
Jack spanked his wife soundly  and briskly and she squealed , howled and protested loudly.
Soon the intense burning in Lynn's jiggling cheeks brought on real tears and genuine apologies but Jack kept right on spanking.

John listened and grinned broadly .
The door opened and Beth returned from doing her chores at the barn.
The loud cacophony from upstairs soon caught her attention and her jaw dropped.
"Lynn ? But who?" she asked.
John laughed and poured Beth a brandy.
"Jack… , her latest husband….....finally someone's giving her what she deserves !" he cackled.
Beth smiled in approval .

Upstairs Lynn's first spanking was coming to a conclusion.
Her virgin globes were hot and roasted but there was even hotter passion within her.
She began grinding into Jack's groin and wiggling her red bottom seductively as he spanked.
Jack soon got the message and paused to let his fingers explore Lynn's cheeks and the wetness between her legs.
Jack discarded the brush and used his hand so the spanks were erotic and rhythmic now with Lynn's bottom rising  to meet each spank.
When Jack finished ,Lynn slowly slid off his lap onto her knees and immediately began fumbling with his pants to release the growing erection inside.
Climbing onto his torso , she wrapped her arms and shapely legs around him , guiding his shaft inside her.

Downstairs John and Beth looked at each other seductively .
Listening to the antics upstairs had certainly ignited a flame in both of them.
John pulled Beth close to him and she put her arms around him.
He responded by cupping his hands around both of her round , denim clad cheeks .
Beth felt her bottom tingle with anticipation.
"You know John.....…I've been pretty neglectful with my chores lately…..I'm a couple of days behind." She purred.
John feigned displeasure and raised an eyebrow.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you out to the barn and give you another spanking then Mrs. Dillon!" he announced.
"My bottom does need a warm up !" Beth teased giving John a peck on the lips.
Beth shrieked as John hoisted her over his shoulder and carried her outside.

Once inside the privacy of the barn , John and Beth locked lips and hungrily tore at each other's clothing.
Beth's back arched as John's tongue explored her firm nipples and his hands fumbled to undo her tight jeans.
Beth moaned in ecstacy and wiggled her curvy hips to help John peel off her denims.
His beautiful wife finally naked in his arms John decided it was time for her `warm-up'.
Beth urged him on.
"Spank me John…..spank me hard…..I've been so BAAAAD !" Beth pouted passionately.
She leaned forward , resting her elbows on the large hay bale in front of her and thrust out her delectable bottom.

John's mouth watered at the spectacular feast to his eyes.
Beth's lovely rear was still red and bore the marks from the hairbrushing earlier in the day.
Placing a hand on the small of her back he seductively rubbed the soft skin of her shapely buttocks and legs.
Beth began girating her hips as her husband's fingers explored her nether regions.
Beth grunted when John delivered a firm spank to her right buttock which made her shudder.
"OH!" "AAAH!" "YESSS!" Beth gasped as the tempo increased.

As the spanking progressed Beth climbed up and knelt on the bale placing both palms on the ground to raise her backside even higher.
Her bottom writhed and swayed to the rythym of the spanking.
It wasn't long before her bottom was a bright glowing red again.
Opening her legs slightly she gave John a glimpse of the glistening jewel beneath.
The pace of the spanking slowed as John took in the glorious sight.
Feeling himself about to explode he took hold of Beth's tiny waist and lifted her up onto her feet to face him.
Eyes closed she pulled John's lips to hers and grasped his erection with both hands.
Like a woman possessed Beth pushed her husband on his back and straddled him.
With a loud howl she lowered herself onto his shaft and grimaced as she tender cheeks made contact .
As John moaned loudly , Beth drove him into a frenzy by riding him like a wild mustang until he exploded violently inside her.
Beth climaxed noisily before collapsing onto John's strong chest.
They both lay there breathless for a few moments , savoring every second together.
"We had best get back and check on the happy couple ?" John suggested to his pouting wife.

Back at the house, Lynn was proudly inspecting the aftermath of her first spanking in the mirror.
"My poor bottom is so red ……did you have to use that brush Jack?" she whined.
Jack laughed .
"It obviously made quite an impression on you my dear….too bad I didn't think of doing that on our wedding night !" he declared.
He delivered a playful swat to Lynn's bottom which made her shriek.
"Get dressed young lady , you have some apologizing to do." He told her firmly.

John coughed loudly as he and Beth entered the house.
Jack and Lynn were in the middle of a lingering kiss which they ended abruptly.
"Ur…em….where did you two go to ?" a red-faced Lynn asked .
John and Beth smiled and continued picking pieces of straw from their hair and clothes.
Beth wrinkled her nose in a grimace , rubbed the seat of her jeans and shrugged her shoulders.
"John took me out to the barn to ….um….help me catch up on my chores" Beth babbled.
Judging by the satisfied smirks on their faces , Lynn had a pretty good idea what they had been up to.

"I'd like to introduce my husband Jack." Lynn said proudly.
Jack bowed politely and kissed Beth's outstretched hand.
He was smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"Husband ? So you're ….?" Beth asked excitedly .
Lynn looked lovingly at Jack and kissed him.
"Yes..Jack was able to….er…..convince me to go back to Boston with him in the morning.
I've been such a fool…" She confessed , wincing as she put a palm on her tender rear.
Lynn gave John a hug.
"I want to thank you little brother for convincing Jack to come here and bring me to my senses." She said.
"Then you both have time for one last dinner ….sit down everyone " Beth declared.
Gentleman Jack pulled out a chair for his wife but she looked up at him and hesitated.
John tossed a pillow at his sister " Try this Sis !" he laughed.
Lynn laughed along with him and put the pillow on her chair before gingerly lowering herself onto it with an exaggerated grimace.
Beth wrinkled her nose and rubbed the seat of her jeans .
"I'll need one of those too darling !"

John and Beth were amazed at the miraculous changes in Lynn as the two couples enjoyed their dinner together.
She was even able to laugh along as Beth told Jack the story of her dumping the wash bucket on her head.
However, Jack was not amused when he heard that Lynn's role in the melee had been unpunished.
"Really Lynn!
I'm afraid you're not going to get away with such behavior while I'm your husband my dear." He told Lynn while wagging a finger at her.
Lynn looked like a naughty schoolgirl "Yes dear" she replied.

"You two have a long journey tomorrow so you'd best get some sleep.
John and I will clean up down here." Beth told Lynn .
The happily reunited couple accepted the offer and scampered upstairs like newlyweds.
"I have a feeling there won't be much sleeping going on with those two !" Beth guessed.
She was right .
When Beth and John went upstairs there was still quite a lot of noise coming from the guest room.
Inside , Lynn lay over her husband's lap again as he enthusiastically renewed the red glow to her bottom.
"OW!" "OUCH!" "YEOW!" "Take it easy darling ….my bottom is still sore from the last spanking!"
"If you had behaved properly I wouldn't have to do this!"

"I'm far from finished with you young lady !" Jack announced and hoisted Lynn onto her feet.
With a pained expression , she began frantically rubbing the sting from her bottom.
Jack pointed to the chair.
"Kneel on the chair and stick that bottom out!" he ordered.
"Aw Jack….not more….my poor bottom can't take it…….OOOOW!"
Jack's reply was a resounding whack to his wife's round cheeks which took her by surprise.
A pouting Lynn clambered onto the chair and thrust out her shapely rear. Tantalizingly she wiggled her curvy hips.
She gazed over and gulped as Jack took the leather belt from his pants and doubled it over.
Her fingers dug into the chair and her eyes clamped shut as she prepared herself for her first taste of the strap.
Her cheeks tensed as she felt the leather softly rub against her tingling skin and her eyes opened wide when she heard it drop to the floor.
"You deserve a good dose of the strap woman but I believe I'll save it for when I get you back home ." he told her.
Lynn's eyes ogled her husband's throbbing erection and she gasped thankfully when he positioned himself behind her.
"AAAAAARRRGH!" Lynn gasped as Jack guided himself deep inside her and began thrusting.

Outside John and Beth could hear their frenzied moans and the chair noisily dancing on the floor.
John grinned at Beth.
"Two spankings in one day …. my sister is going to have one real uncomfortable ride home tomorrow!" he joked pulling Beth closer to him.
John slowly unbuttoned his wife's tight jeans and eased them down over the curves of her hips.
He cupped her round cheeks with his hands and squeezed playfully.
Her cheeks were bare and still warm to the touch.
"OOOOOOOEEE John Dillon !" Are you going to spank me again ?" Beth yelled in mock outrage and anticipation.
John's eyes twinkled with delight.
"What do you think ? " he answered