Sunday, April 24, 2016
Saturday, April 16, 2016
Sylvia and Scott had been dating for over two months now and Sylvia had made plans to have dinner with her good friends , the Clarks.
Scott knew about the arrangements ,but disliked Sylvia's snooty friends , and was reluctant to let his new girlfriend dictate his schedule , so deliberately booked two additional clients , in full knowledge it would provide him with an escape route from an evening with the clarks.
Sylvia was fuming when Scott strolled in more than a hour past the dinner date time and demanded an explanation.
Instead of being apologetic , Scott was annoyed at being questioned.
He flipped a finger at her , waving her away.
"Just relax will you....I'm taking a shower." he told her.
Sylvia stood stunned for a moment , seething at Scott's inconsideration and rudeness.
She barged into the bathroom to continue the discussion but Scott was already in the shower.
For some reason , the big wooden bath-brush hanging on the bathroom wall caught her attention.
Unhooking it , she tapped the back against her palm.
Talking to Scott was useless , it was time for action !
When Scott emerged from the shower he was surprised to see his girlfriend waiting for him , still in her little black cocktail dress and heels.
Grabbing the towel he noticed the big bath-brush in Sylvia's hand and it was clear her fury had increased.
She snatched the towel from him leaving him standing there soaking wet.
"Hey! Gimme that ....can't you see I'm soaking wet and cold?" he snapped angrily.
Sylvia smirked at him and waved the brush, "This little baby will hurt even more on a bare , wet fanny....so don't worry , you won't be cold for long....in fact a certain part of your anatomy will be hot for quite a while!"
Scott was looking very scared and guilty now and expecting-perhaps hoping- for some retribution.
He was secretly pleased that Sylvia was not the type of woman who would allow him to treat her like a doormat.
Sylvia was clearing revelling in her new sense of power and fully intended to give him what he deserved- and desired.
"Stand up straight, hands by your sides and listen to me!" she commanded and her naked boyfriend snapped his heels together , puffing out his chest.
Sylvia took note that Scott's penis was also standing at attention!
He was as turned on as she was.
"How dare you speak to me like that and keep our guests waiting......this rude and inconsiderate behaviour of yours stops now .....from now on you will do as I say and put me needs before yours." she barked in his face.....do you understand?" she barked in his face.
"YES!" Scott replied.
His girlfriend raised a brow and grabbed his ear.
"YES MAAM" Scott quickly corrected himself.
Sylvia released her grip and nodded in satisfaction.
"Both hands on the sink , up on your toes , arch your back and present your bottom for punishment." she ordered.
Scott gulped , realizing that 2 months of pent up frustration was about to be unleashed on his bare , wet behind.
Nonetheless , he obediently assumed the position requested by his girlfriend.
Sylvia took up her position behind him and teasingly tapped the back of the brush against his flinching cheeks.
The bath-brush had a nice long handle which allowed Sylvia to really swing it with gusto.
"Forty swats....and if you dare move or put those hands back there will be bonus swats.....now get that
bottom out and keep it out!" she warned.
Scott tensed and felt his body shaking.
Sylvia took aim , swung and snapped the brush sweetly against Scott's cheeks with a 'SPLAATTT!'
"OOOW!" "GEEZ THAT HURT!" Scott cried out.
The pain was excruciating but Sylvia swung again , connecting with a rapid trio of stinging swats which had him howling.
"GAAAH! "SHIT SYLVIA ...TAKE IT EASY WILL YA!" he protested , struggling to stay in position.
Sylvia delivered an even harder swat. 'WHAAAAPPP!" "YEEEOW!"
"You will refer to me as Ma'am until your punishment is over!"
"YES...YES MA'AM..." came the hoarse reply.
Satisfied , Sylvia set about her task with aplomb , delivering swat after stinging swat to her boyfriend's buttocks and thighs until he was blubbering like a 6 year old.
"Please Ma'am.....no more....I'm sorry...please ...my butt feels like it's on fire.." he begged.
Sylvia was unrelenting.
"Stop that whining and take your punishment like a man.....nine more swats to go....now get on your toes and stick out that bottom or I'll add another ten!" she warned.
Somehow Scott was able to hang on and stay in position until a full 40 swats were applied.
He sprang up , hopping around the bathroom , frantically rubbing his sore backside.
Sylvia permitted him a few moments to compose himself before taking him by the ear to stand before her again.
Tears stained his face and he stood rubbing his blazing red behind.
"Because of you , our dinner reservations were cancelled , but the Clarks invited us to their place for dessert so get dressed quickly." Sylvia informed him.
"Yes Ma'am." Scott replied , dreading the thought of sitting on his sore behind.
It was then that Sylvia noticed Scott's erection had amazingly risen from the ashes.
She looked at it scornfully.
"So that was a turn on for you ?" she scolded.
Scott looked down ashamedly .
"No....I mean....yes....yes Ma'am..." he babbled.
Sylvia stared into his eyes.
"Lose it." she barked.
"W..WHAT??" Scott asked.
"I said lose it mister....start jerking off right now....and when you're done you're getting another paddling with the brush!"
Scott's face flushed and he took hold of his shaft and began masturbating under Sylvia's supervision.
In fact he was so worked up it took only a few minutes before he shot his load onto the bathroom floor.
Sylvia insisted he continue to yank on his shrivelled member until it hang limply.
Then she picked up the bath-brush.
"Now bend over again." she ordered.
The second series of 40 whacks were just as hard and hurt twice as much.
The pain level was almost unbearable for Scott and when Sylvia had finished his behind was a red , blistered and bruised mess.
Sylvia placed him nose first in the corner and waited in the bedroom.
After what seemed like an eternity , Sylvia called him to her.
Scott's eyes grew a big as saucers when he saw his girlfriend , naked on the bed , he legs spread wide.
"It's time for you to take care of MY NEEDS before we leave mister." she purred.
With both hands on Scott's head , his red ass high in the air , she steered his face into her crotch.
She moaned and squealed wildly as his tongue pleasured her to an explosive orgasm.
It was a thankfully short but still uncomfortable ride to the Clarks' for Scott.
Sylvia denied him the right to drive .....and his request for a pillow.
"I want you to be reminded of your behaviour every time you sit for the next day or two." she told him.
Admittedly she found his discomfort to be a source of amusement and teased him throughout the journey.
She dropped comments like "You only have yourself to blame!" or "If you think that hurt just wait until the next time!"
As agreed in advance , Scott apologized to the Clarks and took full responsibility for spoiling the evening.
His pride made it difficult enough to apologize but it was made worse having to do it squirming on the sorest backside in town.
When he finished , Sylvia added , "I can assure you Scott's apology is very contrite....and that appropriate retribution has been administered....isn't that so darling?"