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Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Mom gets another Spanking - MF Spanking Story






Nigel raised a brow and regarded his girlfriend Debbie.
"You're really going to wear that Deb?" he asked.
Debbie  sighed loudly , " You're just like my Dad Nigel.....I can wear what I like!" she replied cheekily.
Her boyfriend shook his head .
He knew his headstrong girlfriend would not change her mind easily.
"Well it is a christening Debbie....in a church?.....and you're the Godmother ...that outfit is a bit revealing for that role , don't you think?" he reasoned.

Debbie twirled  around in font of the mirror to admire her outfit - and herself.
The little black dress certainly emphasized Debbie's assets, cut low enough to offer a generous view of her ample  cleavage , short enough to show off  her shapely ,tanned legs and tight enough to emphasize the curves of her round bottom , as she teetered on a pair of daring 6" heels.
"I think it looks just fine Nigel....If you have it , flaunt it is what I say!" she giggled.

Nigel let out a sigh of frustration.
"You do look amazing honey,  and if we were going out to dinner or the club I would be proud to have you clinging onto my arm in that.....but for this occasion we should look ....respectable." he deliberately chose his word carefully .

Debbie  pushed him away and stood defiantly with hands on hips , "Respectable?Are you saying I'm not 'respectable'? Anyway , you can't tell me what to wear! I'm not changing my outfit no matter what you say or do!" You're just an old fashioned Prude!"she raged.

Debbie's attitude and response sounded very much like her impetuous Mother , and she knew very well what would happen to her Mother if she spoke to her Father that way and waited to see if her Fiancee would react similarly to her defiant challenge.

Nigel looked sternly at her , "Debbie, you are not going to church dressed like that....and that's final! Now be a good girl and go upstairs and change into something more appropriate while we still have some time!" he said firmly , with just enough warning in his tone.

Debbie bristled , "I will do no such thing Nigel!" then stood with hands on hips awaiting a reaction from Nigel.
This was a test - and Nigel knew it!

Reaching out he  firmly grasped Debbie by the wrist , tugging her to him.
"Well let's see if a good old fashioned spanking will change your mind shall we?" he announced through a wry grin.

Debbie struggled to free herself from his grip , "You wouldn't dare spank me Nigel!" she squealed  , but Nigel scooped his girlfriend up in his arms before placing her face down over his lap.
Those long legs kicked and flailed wildly , her short skirt hiking up to expose her scantily clad bottom.

Nigel took a moment to hoist her dress up even further , allowing  him to savour the sight of his wiggling girlfriend's delectable , wiggling bottom.
"Let me up this minute Nigel! I mean it !" Debbie commanded , to the amusement of her boyfriend.

Then she heard a loud 'SMACK!',  and felt a sharp sting on her right cheek which forced a substantial "OUCH! " from her lips.
Before she could react, a trio of rapid sharp smacks landed on target.
'SMACK! ' 'SMACK !' 'SMACK! '
"OW!"  "OUCH! " "OOOOW! "

Debbie could feel her bottom slowly burning as the stinging spanks rained down incessantly.
Her tiny undies offered no protection , so her cheeks quickly turned from a deep pink to a glowing red as Nigel spanked hard and fast.
Nigel paused and asked , "So are you ready to go and change that outfit  now?"
Despite the intense burning in her derriere , Debbie shook her head and replied "NEVER!"

She let out a squeal when she felt Nigel's fingers slip inside the waistband of her undies.
"OK have it your way Debbie!" Nigel told her , skinning the tiny fabric over her hips to her knees.
Debbie pounded her fists on her Fiancee's shins , "No Nigel! Not on the bare! I forbid you!"

Nigel grinned. He had heard it all before so raised his hand before bringing it down crisply on his girlfriend's bare cheeks.
"OOOW! STOPPIT! THAT HURTS!" Debbie wailed , kicking her feet so wildly that one of her heels flew across the room.
'SMACK!''SMACK!''SMACK!''SMACK!''SMACK!'
"OW! OUCH! OOOOW! YEOOW! STOP! PLEASE!"

His girlfriend's frantic use of the word 'please' told Nigel he was making progress , so he spanked faster and harder.
"Do you want to spend the next 10 minutes changing your outfit or over my knee getting spanked? It's your choice Debbie!" he told her.
The flaming fire in her rear end convinced Debbie to relent.
"OK! OK! PLEASE STOP! I'LL CHANGE MY OUTFIT!" she wailed.

Nigel stopped , restored her panties , plopped her on his lap and gave her a hug.
"If only you weren't so stubborn you wouldn't get spanked so often..." he whispered to her.
Debbie giggled and gave her hot cheeks a soothing rub , "That's what Dad keeps telling Mom ....but he still has to warm her fanny !" she chirped , enjoying the smouldering glow in her rear now.

A short while later , a more appropriately dressed Debbie stood proudly with Nigel at the front of the church holding her new Godchild.
"I hope she doesn't grow up to be as stubborn as her Godmother!" Nigel joked.
Karen , the baby's mother and Debbie's best friend , agreed with a chuckle , "As long as she meets a guy like you who knows how to keep her in line Nigel! You certainly  have  a way of  keeping Debbie's 'craziness' under control. She's actually quite conservative today....I was worried she would show wearing something she bought at a stripper shop!"

Debbie blushed at her friend's off the cuff comment , and cast a concerned glance at a grinning Nigel.
"Aaactually...." Nigel began , teasing his fiancee , "....she had planned on wearing another outfit but she finally saw it my way and changed ." he replied.
"In the end it it was my decision to change my outfit! Debbie chipped in indignantly.
Nigel grinned , "But I did need to 'motivate' you into making that decision didn't I Sweetie?"

Karen laughed , "I'll tell you what , if Steve caught me trying to wear a racy outfit to church he'd motivate me alright - with a darn good spanking!"
Debbie and Nigel were taken aback by their friend's unexpected revelation.
It seemed like such a natural thing for her to say even in such a public setting.

Karen gave her friend a playful nudge , "Who are you trying to kid Debbie? I saw you wincing and squirming on those awfully hard church pews through the service.Nigel gave you a good spanking didn't he?" she asked.
Debbie was actually relieved to let the proverbial 'spanking cat' out of the bag.

She nodded to her friend , "I never could fool you Karen could I?"
Karen clapped her hands excitedly , "Now we have something else in common! I was doing my own share of squirming during the service after that bottom roasting Steve gave me this morning . I needed it to relieve all the stress building up from the Christening and I've been a real bitch all week! You wouldn't believe how many weddings and christenings I've attended with a red bottom under my outfit!"
Debbie laughed along with her friend , trying not to disturb the baby in her arms , "Well I can tell you mine is pretty red right now!"

Debbie was still grinning when the pair were driving to have lunch at Debbie's parents after the Christening.
"Imagine that...all these years and  it turns out Karen and are both spankos!" she said.

Nigel grinned, "That makes three of you then !" he observed.
"Oh yeah....I forgot...my Mom makes three....it's becoming quite a spanking network isn't it Sweetie?" his Fiancee gushed.

Minutes away over at Debbie's parents , trouble was brewing.
"Don't tell me what to do Frederick , you know I have better taste than you when it comes to these things!" Debbie's Mom argued.
Her husband let out an exasperated sigh.
"That's not the point Susan , you're getting carried away with all this online shopping ....buying things we don't need , and we agreed you would consult me for any purchase over $200." he reasoned.

His attempt to calm his wife enough to have a reasonable discussion only seemed to fuel her fury.
"How the hell would you know what we need or don't need for the house?....and I have no intention of crawling to you every time I want to buy something.You have to strike when the iron is a hot to get a bargain!" she fumed , assuming her defiant hands on hips posture.

Frederick folded his arms to regard his wife seriously , "I'm going to be striking something of yours and making it very hot if you don't listen to me!" he warned.
Her husband's warning was just what Susan was looking for.
"Well I have no intention of listening to any orders from you mister!" she replied , cheekily poking her tongue out for emphasis....and sealing her fate.

His patience exhausted , Fred took a firm grip on his wife's wrist.
"OK Missie , you asked for it....get that little tushie of yours upstairs!" he ordered.
Susan struggled to free herself , aiming a kick at her husband's shin which forced him to release his grip and hop around the room clutching his leg.
"This little tushie is going nowhere ...and if you try to make me you'll get another kick....in a much more sensitive spot mister!" Susan warned , but still backing away from her advancing husband.

Within seconds his grip on her was re-secured , "Just for that you're going to get the strap young lady......good and hard !" he told her , this time taking a defensive posture from another of his wife's kicks.
"......and if you try another kick you'll get the hairbrush as well!" he warned her.

His wife looked genuinely worried now , "Please Fred no.....not the strap.....it hurts so much...the kids will be here soon..."she pleaded.
Just then , the doorbell rang.
"I told you so.......Saved by the bell! " Susan chirped triumphantly.

Releasing his grip , he permitted Susan to answer the door to greet her daughter and her fiancee in her usual bubbly way , hugging , kissing and talking non-stop.

When she had finished fussing over their guests  , her husband clamped his grip onto her wrist again .
"Let me go Frederick.....I need to get lunch ready.Whatever you have in mind will just have to wait until later."she told him haughtily.

Debbie giggled at the sight , "Has Mom been a naughty girl again Dad?" she joked.
"DEBBIE!" her Mother gasped indignantly.
"She has been very , very naughty...she even kicked me!" her father replied ,"In fact I was just about to take her upstairs for a good dose of my belt!"
Debbie looked pleased , "Well don't let us get in the way of a little domestic discipline. I'll can get lunch ready while you deal with Mom!" she offered matter of factly.

"Oh Debbie!You traitor!" her Mother raged as Fred hauled her toward the staircase.
"OUCH!" Susan let out a yelp when her husband spun delivered a resounding smack to her ample bottom.
"Upstairs young lady!" Frederick ordered and his naughty wife quickly scurried ahead of him.

Nigel watched it all with disbelief.
"Your Dad looks really mad. I wonder what she did this time ?" he asked.
Debbie tied on an apron and started to prepare lunch, "Dunno sweetie but I'd say it was bad if she's getting  the belt !" She replied.

As soon as the bedroom door closed , Susan began pleading for clemency while Frederick undid his belt, "Get your pants down and bend over!" he ordered curtly.
Realizing further protesting was futile she placed her fingers into the waistband of her slacks and  eased them over the curve of her hips.

Meanwhile Fredrick doubled over the belt and slapped it menacingly against his palm.
"Bend over young lady....get that naughty bottom out!" he said firmly.
He had to admit his wife looked very cute standing there pouting , her pants at her knees and her shapely bottom cheeks framed in  tiny cheeky panties.

When she bent over most of her cheeks were exposed and her bottom looked so delectable in those little undies that Frederick decided to keep them in place....for now.
Tilting her head to look up at her husband Susan pouted , " Aren't you going to take my panties down Sir?"
Frederick gave his wife's bottom a playful pat , "Not until later." he replied with a smirk.

Nigel cringed when he heard the sound of the leather belt connecting with bare skin, and the  blood curdling howls from Susan.
Debbie found it amusing, "Told you it was going to be the belt."she grinned .

Despite the noises from upstairs , Debbie hummed to herself as she laid out lunch while a distracted Nigel assisted.
"WOW! He really is giving it to her good!" he announced as a particularly loud 'WHACK' landed.
"Don't worry Sweetie...I expect it's nothing more than she deserves !" his Fiancee replied.

By the time the spanking was concluding , Frederick had convinced Susan to agree to be more responsible with her online shopping habit.
The leather applied to her bottom certainly put her in a more compromising mood.
Frederick made sure the final three licks were real 'stingers' ,and , judging by his wife's howling and squirming they certainly were.

Susan rose tentatively , grimacing and with both hands at her side , almost afraid to touch the heat coming from her bottom.
She turned to examine the damage in the full length mirror while her husband  restored his belt.
"OMIGOSH ! My poor bottom....how am I going to sit on it for lunch? Or for tomorrow's lunch for that matter!" she whined.

Her husband chuckled , "On a pillow! It's not like you haven't sat on a well spanked bottom before Susan." he teased.
Susan pouted , "Not after the strap.....look at those big welts on my poor bottom." she whined , wiggling her two red cheeks seductively at her husband.
Frederick could not resist cupping those globes in his big hands and pulling his wife closer.
"Oooh! Careful dear I'm very tender back there!" she teased , snuggling closer to him.

Finally, Debbie and Nigel heard the bedroom door open and footsteps on the stairs.
A Red-faced Susan realized there was no point in hiding the fact that her husband had soundly thrashed her bare bottom , so made quite the scene of it in her usual fashion.

Contorting her face in a grimace , she vigorously rubbed her bottom , "My bottom is on fire! I'll need a nice soft pillow to sit on for lunch .... be a dear and fetch me one Nigel." she announced dramatically.
When the pillow arrived , she then made another dramatic act of lowering herself onto it.

"I think I HAVE 'Levis' imprinted on my butt!" she quipped , making everyone laugh.
"I could use one of those pillows too Nigel." Debbie asked.
Her Mother's face lit up with delight as her daughter carefully sat on the provided pillow, "You got spanked too?" she squealed excitedly.
"Did I? Nigel put me over his lap and really roasted my bottom !" Debbie confessed candidly.
"I had to do something....You should have seen the outfit she was going to wear to the Christening! " Nigel elaborated.
"Hmmm....sounds like something you would do Susan ..." Fred quipped and received a look of indignation from his wife.

"Guesss what Mom?.
 Karen got a good spanking today as well !" Debbie revealed , "She says it relieves her stress...."
Her Mother nonchalantly sipped on her tea and rubbed her bottom , "Well in that case I must be one of the least stressed ladies on the planet!" she declared .









Sunday, September 30, 2018

Sibling Rivalry - Part 2 - FM Spanking Story

Bill sat nervously on the bed waiting for Lynn to join him.
He was pleasantly surprised , thinking she would want to rest after her long journey from Arizona , but if she missed him that much he was more than willing to oblige her.
After a few minutes he could hear the sound of heels clicking on the wooden stairs before and when his wife entered the bedroom she was still holding the big bath brush sent to her from Arizona by her brother's girlfriend Lucie.

Standing at the doorway in a wide-legged pose similar to Wonder Woman , Bill could not believe how lucky he was to be married to such an eye-catching beauty.
Lynn continued to tap the back of the brush against her palm , louder this time , making an audible slap each time.

Her husband recognized the stern expression and immediately went into defensive mode , "Is there something wrong ? Did I upset you Sweetie ?" he asked in a high pitched tone.
Lynn's jaw tightened , "You do recall our telephone call a couple of nights ago don't you?" she asked tersely.

"Why yes...of course I do sweetie..." Bill stammered, trying to avoid eye contact with his wife and that big brush,  and fidgeted nervously with the bed sheet.
"Then you must recall the abrupt and rude tone you used?" Lynn reminded him.
Bill's face flushed and he shifted nervously on the bed , "Well...I mean...yes....I guess so...but I was watching the game with the guys and...."
".....and watching a silly game with your buddies was more important than talking with your Wife?" Lynn challenged.

Raising a palm to placate his wife , Bill quickly replied , "No honey...but it was..."
Lynn interrupted him before he could finish , "....and what about the household chores....look at the state of that bed you're sitting on! When was the last time you made it up?" she asked.
Bill could only reply with a feeble , " Er....uhm...well I....I like it this way?"
"....and the sink is piled high with dirty dishes....and I seriously doubt if the vacuum has been used?" Lynn continued , this time waving the big brush in his face menacingly.
Rather than respond , Bill chose to bow his head and study the floor , "Sorry...." he mumbled

"Oh you're gonna be sorry alright !" Lynn replied , and by the time Bill looked up , Lynn was rolling up the sleeve of her right arm.
"Wh...wha....what are you doing sweetie?" he asked nervously.
"Something I should have done Years ago!" Lynn replied boldly.
"Go fetch one of the armless chairs from the dining room and bring it up here!" she ordered , producing another puzzled look from Bill.

"A dining room chair? In the bedroom? What for?" he asked.
"You'll find out soon enough mister....now do as I say!" Lynn barked.
Moments later Bill returned with the straight backed chair, "Where shall I put it honey?" he asked meekly in an attempt to please her.
Lynn used the brush to point to the centre of the room , "Right there will do just fine for now." she said.

Still blissfully unaware of his wife's intentions , Bill asked , "If you would like a chair for the bedroom I could buy you a nice accent chair..." he offered.
Lynn shook her head , "No this one will be just fine , and from now on , it will be getting a lot more use up here than in the dining room!" she announced before sitting down on the chair and crossing her long legs.
Her skirt rose up just enough to reveal the tops of her black stockings and a glimpse of milky white thigh.
Despite his state of confusion , Bill felt an erection slowly growing at the sight.

Placing the bath brush on her lap , Lynn  sat back and folded her arms,
"COME HERE!" she ordered imperiously.
Bill shuffled forward to stand in front of his wife ,and gasped when she began undoing the buckle of his jeans.
A smile of relief played on Bill's face , "If that's all you wanted honey you just had to tell me..." he said.
Lynn looked up at him with a scowl and yanked his pants and underwear down to his ankles , releasing a burgeoning erection.
Ignoring the wobbling shaft and sticking to her task , Lynn scooped up the bath brush and patted her lap , "Get Over my lap!" she commanded tersely. 
Her husband's jaw dropped , "WHAT?" he gasped,

Lynn looked up at him earnestly , " You heard me! Get Over my lap...you are going to get the spanking of your life mister.... and then you will be giving this house a thorough cleaning inside and out.....and  I'm afraid you're going to be much too busy to go out with your buddies tomorrow....anyway your backside is going to be way to sore to sit at the bar!" she lectured , that impish smile playing on her pretty face again.

Bill stood frozen , his erection slowly waning , "A spanking? You can't be serious Lynn?" he argued.
Without replying Lynn took his arm , guiding him forward until he willingly draped himself over her inviting lap.
Placing both hands on the floor to steady himself , Bill turned his head to pout boyishly at his wife , "Please Lynn....not too hard....I have meetings all day tomorrow..." he pleaded.

Lynn regarded him imperiously , "Sorry dear but this spanking IS going to be hard...VERY HARD!
I am going to blister your behind until you can't sit , so you will have a very uncomfortable day tomorrow I'm afraid."

Bill groaned and responded by putting his head lower to the ground as Lynn adjusted his bare backside to her specifications.
She loved how his cute Lily white , muscular cheeks tensed in anticipation when she teasingly caressed them with the back of the brush.
They would not be lily white again for quite a while.
Then she raised her arm and began.......

An hour or so later , Lynn was relaxing at the kitchen table , nursing a red wine and giggling on the phone like a schoolgirl.
The sight of her strong husband standing at the sink wearing only one of her kitchen aprons , his blazing red backside open for all to see was both satisfying and amusing.
"Did you get it Lucie ?" she chuckled after sending her new best friend a picture of her husband in the humiliating pose.
Lucie giggled , "WOW! Nice job girlfriend .....now look at this!"
Lynn gasped when her phone showed a picture of her brother Clint standing at the sink in a similar attire to Bill and with a bottom just as red.
"I always keep this one on my phone...it's so cute....and if Clint dares to get out of line I tell him I can show it to his buddies....that shut's him up fast !" Lucie told her.
Lynn laughed , "Good idea Lucie.....I'll make sure I keep this one handy to get Bill to shape up!"
"Gotta go... but I'm looking forward to visiting you guys for Thanksgiving!"Lucie chirped.
"Don't forget your bath brush!" Lynn reminded her.
"I never leave home without it!" Lucie assured her.

Friday, September 28, 2018

Sibling Rivalry - FM Spanking story

"I must say Lucie that I am really impressed at how you've been able to turn my little hellion of a brother into a real Gentleman.You really must tell me how you did it."Clint's sister Lynn asked.

Clint's eyes widened and he looked warily at his girlfriend while she pondered a response.
Lucie felt a real sisterly affinity with her boyfriend's sister and was tempted to share that her method of keeping Clint in line was giving him a good old fashioned spanking when he needed it!

However , the pleading look in Clint's eyes persuaded her to spare his blushes....for now.
"Oh I have my ways....don't I Clint darling?" she replied with a glint in her eye.
Rather than change the subject as Clint hoped , his girlfriend's answer served to peak Lynn's interest further.
"What sort of ways? Tell me Lucie..." she pressed.

"That's really not your business Lynn!" an irritated Clint interjected.
"Maybe not brother but it sure would be interesting to know!" Lynn replied boldly.
Lynn had always been able to push the right buttons to get her younger brother angry and he always took the bait. Years  later  things had not changed.
"My,my...What is my kid brother so worried about? It's pretty clear that Lucie wears the pants in this house!" She teased with a girlish giggle that Lucie joined.

"I told you to mind your F#%&ing business Lynn!" Clint blurted , his face reddened with rage.
He immediately regretted his vulgar outburst when he saw Lucie's jaw drop.
"CLINT!",she gasped in disbelief , "How dare you speak to your sister like that.....and at my dinner table!"
Lynn had done it again and put a hand to her face to hide her gloating smile.

"It's ok Lucie....just a bit of sibling rivalry.When we were kids , Clint was always getting himself in trouble with Mom by losing his temper like that!"Lynn said.

Clint raised his hands to placate his livid girlfriend , "I'm sorry Lucie....I didn't mean anything....like Lynn said....It's just a sibling rivalry thing we've always done....isn't that so Lynn?"he offered ,hoping his big sister would help him dig his way out of the hole.

"True....but that didn't stop Mom marching you out to the woodshed and taking the razor strap to your bare behind did it?"Lynn teased.

Lucie giggled while Clint squirmed uncomfortably , "You never told me your Mother spanked you Clint ! You'll have to tell me more Lynn..."
Lynn was more than pleased to add to her brother's embarrassment.
"All my brother's got their bare bottoms warmed by Mom when they needed it.....and they needed it a lot.....especially Clint with that temper of his. Usually she would take them to the woodshed where the strap was ,but sometimes the would take them over her lap and spank them with a big wooden hairbrush. My sister Clare and I loved to watch Mom spank our brother's....and they hated having to drop their pants and go over Mom's lap.Boy did she wallop their backsides good with that brush! Then they had to sit down at the table for dinner...well lets say they tried to sit....boy did they squirm!"she mused with a chortle.

Lucie laughed too before looking earnestly at her silently contrite boyfriend.
"OK Clint.You know what happens when you behave like that so go wait for me in the bedroom."she declared firmly.
Clint's jaw dropped, "WHAT?....NOW?...With Lynn here?"

His girlfriend was in no mood for clemency and Lynn cackled loudly when Lucie took a firm grip of Clint's ear producing a girlish yelp from him.
"Yes NOW Clint.... Lynn is going to find out first hand exactly how I keep you in line....NOW MARCH!" Lucie scolded.

Resigned to his fate now,Clint scurried off to the apparent sanctuary of the bedroom to await his fate.
Meanwhile,  Lynn was struggling to take in the sudden turn of events , "Are you really going to give him a....."
"A Spanking? You're darn right I am.I've been paddling his backside since our first date and I don't intend to stop now!
Excuse me Lynn, this won't take long, but I warn you....it will get very noisy!" Lucie said , rising from her seat.
As Lucie entered the bedroom she left the door ajar just enough for a curious pair of eyes to get a good view , and gave Lynn a sisterly wink.

For a few moments ,Lynn sat fidgeting with her coffee cup until the engagement in the other room commenced.
Lucie started in on her hapless kid brother with a lengthy ,scathing lecture that must have pricked his ears back. Occasionally there was a mumbled 'Sorry ' or 'Yes Ma'am from Clint but the exchange was primarily one sided.

A loud "Get Over Here Clint!" From the diminutive Lucie indicated some stubborn resistance from her boyfriend and persuaded the older lady to walk quietly to the bedroom door for a peek.
Lucy was still scolding  her man incessantoy as the sat comfortably on a large ottoman undoing his belt buckle.
With an unceremonious yank ,she downed his tight jeans to his knees.
Lynn noticed Clint was actually quite excited by his girlfriend's actions ,his erection springing out when his underwear was skinned down to join his jeans.

Lucie leaned back and scooped up a large ,wooden bath brush she had placed beside her.
Even Lynn gasped at the awesome implement.It certainly trumped her Mom's hairbrush .....and that was saying something. This was going to hurt!

"Over you go!" Lucie barked , patting her lap , and Clint dutifully complied.
"I am going to blister your bottom but good mister! Then you are going in there to apolgize to Lynn....understood!" she scolded.
"YES MA'AM!" Clint hollered in response.

Then Lucie began the hardest , most intense spanking Lynn had ever witnessed.
She watched in awe as Lucie's brush turned her brother's muscular cheeks from Lily white to a blazing red.
Clint did his best to remain stoic,  especially with his big sister listening , but could not last long .
Soon he was hollering and bawling like a kid while squirming and kicking his legs wildly.
Lucie ignored all this and relentlessly continued his spanking without missing a beat.
It wasn't long until Clint resorted to pleading , asking his girlfriend to stop  and telling her how much it hurt but Lucie continued whaling away at her target.
By the time Lucie did stop , Clint's rear end was a mass of colours of every hue.

Lucie took a moment to catch  her breath before leaning back and allowing Clint to slide off her lap.
He immediately flung both hands back to comfort his burning cheeks as he stumbled to his feet.

Lynn chuckled as Clint danced and hopped  around rubbing his backside while Lucie nonchalantly rose from her seat and smoothed out her clothes.
Then she took her humbled boyfriend by the ear and led him into the corner.
"Hands on your head and stay there until I tell you to come out!" Lucie barked.

Lynn had returned to her place at the kitchen
table by the time a glowing and contented Lucie returned.
"I wouldn't have believed that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes!" Lynn exclaimed.
Lucie grinned,"Men just never learn do they? A good spanking is all they understand and , believe me , it works Lynn!" she replied proudly.
" I'll say! I can't wait to try it on Bill when I get back to Boston..." the other woman remarked excitedly.

The two ladies chatted while enjoying dessert while poor Clint stood trembling with his nose still in the corner of the bedroom.
"I suppose it's time to let our naughty boy join us..." Lucie announced , and moments later one very contrite cowboy trundled into the room.
Fighting a strong desire to rub his backside he walked stiffly to his sister.
His face was still flushed red and his hair tousled,  "I'm really sorry for being rude to you Lynn....I apologize." he said softly.
Lynn smiled back with a hint of empathy ,"Why don't you sit down and I'll fetch you some dessert." she said.
"I think he'd rather you fetched him a pillow to sit on!" Lucie joked and Clint forced a smile.

The two ladies could not resist teasing him as Clint grimaced and  painfully lowered himself onto the hard chair.
"You're sitting ....or trying to sit....just like you did after Mom spanked you Clint !" Lynn chuckled

Later that week when Lynn arrived home , her husband handed her a package , "This arrived for you today by courier Honey....looks like it's from Arizona."Bill said.

Lynn grinned impishly and eagerly ripped the box open.
"A bath brush!" her husband remarked .
His wife's grin broadened when she read the note inside:
' Thought you might need this .Enjoy! , love Lucie'.

Lynn examined the gift and tapped the hard back against her palm , "How thoughtful of Lucie....I think I'll use it now."
"I'll run you a bath after I drop your bags in the bedroom." Bill offered.
Still tapping the brush , Lynn looked up at him , "There'll be no need to run a bath for me darling." she replied.
"Oh! Are you taking a shower?" Bill asked.
"No." Lynn replied , tapping the brush harder now.
Her husband's brow furrowed , "But I thought you said you wanted to use your bath brush now...." he asked.
"Oh I intend to use it my darling....so I want you to wait for me in the bedroom....I'll be right up!"she said firmly enough to be an order rather than a request.
"OK Sweetie." Bill shrugged naively ,turning to carry the bags upstairs , blissfully unaware of what his wife had in store for him.
As he ascended the stairs , his wife eyed her husband's cute , denim encased butt as he ascended the stairs.
She was going to enjoy this !




Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Debbie's Tawse - FM Spanking Story

'THWAAACK!' 'WHAACKKK!' 'CRAAAACKK!'
"YEOOW!" "OOOOW!" "OUCH! TAKE IT EASY DEB....PLEASE!"
Nigel cried out for mercy as his girlfriend Debbie laid the two-tailed tawse to his bare backside.
Debbie loved using the tawse on Nigel's muscular but cute bottom....in fact she loved spanking his bottom with any implement.

For his part , Nigel hated the sight of that darn Scottish tawse .....it hurt like heck.
Debbie reserved it for occasions when her boyfriend was particularly naughty....and this was one of them.

While she loved the act of taking her naughty boy across her knee for a good spanking , the tawse called for a different technique and positioning.
For this , the stark naked Nigel had to stand , legs apart and place both hands on the wall as Debbie really wound up and snapped the leather across his rear end with full force.
It usually didn't take too many strokes until Nigel was wailing , pleading and struggling to stay in place.

Although he told Debbie he hated being spanked , it did not escape her attention that , once he was naked , he seemed to be quite excited about the event.
There was no way he was going to be able to hide a stiff erection of that proportion.
Debbie thought it was cute and enjoyed teasing him about it and sometimes caressing it in her hands.

This strapping was just getting into double figures when it happened.
With all his squirming and moving around , stroke number 14 ended up wrapping around his right flank and hip , producing a blood curdling yell from Nigel who instinctively flung his left hand back to protect his rearguard from a repeat assault.

Debbie paused and glared at him.
She didn't need to say anything as her boyfriend knew immediately he had broken one of her cardinal rules.
"How dare you challenge my authority by putting your hand back!" she scolded.
"...bbbut Deb....that one was off target and really hurt!" Nigel protested.
Debbie gritted her teeth , "No excuses.....you know what happens when you do that!"she warned.

Nigel knew very well and pleaded for leniency.
Debbie gave him none.
"A full dozen on each hand and then over the couch for a dozen on the back of your legs!" she announced.
Nigel turned around , his shoulders slumping , "Please Debbie..." he whined , but seconds later straightened his posture and reached out his right hand , palm up.
Raising the strap above her head , Debbie brought it down 12 times as Nigel danced from foot to foot and whined throughout.
She permitted him a moment to shake his hand wildly and continue hopping in an apparent effort to cool it down before gesturing for him to present his left palm.
12 stinging whacks later , poor Nigel was running on the spot and waving both hands wildly.

"Over the couch!" Debbie ordered.
She found the sight of her burley boyfriend , prancing over to the couch with both palms under his armpits now , quite amusing.
Nigel draped himself over the back of the big couch , his elbows on the cushions and his toes barely touching the floor.
His vulnerable position placed him perfectly to receive Debbie's strap in that sensitive area between his buttocks and the tops of his thighs.

Debbie's aim was true and she landed a full dozen punishing licks right on target where her boyfriend would be feeling it afterwards for the next few days.
Nigel howled and wailed at the top of his lungs before he was unceremoniously dispatched back to the wall , his face red and tear stained , hands stinging and his entire rear on fire.
Debbie was far from finished with him yet.

She continued his strapping as if she was never interrupted leaving angry red welts across her boyfriends backside that would linger for days.
"If only you weren't such a naughty boy I wouldn't have to do this Sweetheart!" she sighed with just a hint of compassion.
"I know Honey. Don'y worry I'll be good from now on!" Nigel sobbed , bracing himself against the wall.
Debbie smiled and shook her head , "I doubt that!" she mused to herself....
THWAAACK!' 'WHAACKKK!' 'CRAAAACKK!'
"YEOOW!" "OOOOW!" "OUCH! I'M SORRY....PLEASE STOP!"



Monday, September 24, 2018

Earning Their Stripes - FM Spanking Cartoon

These two scheming Husbands have gotten themselves into some trouble and are busy hatching a plan to make sure their wives do not find out what they've been up to.
Unfortunately its too late , as not only have their wives discovered what they are up to , but are ready to dish out some well deserved punishment.
Deceit is a serious offence and calls for a dose of the cane applied to their bare backsides.
Afterwards the wives admire their handiwork ,and these two husbands will be wearing stripes on their behinds for the rest of the week.....quite a satisfying sight for their wives each time they see them!