Month: August 2014

Would You?

Was there ever a ‘star’ more deserving of a good spanking than young Mylie?

Is this not simply asking for spanking? You can almost see the blush of the first whacks. She certainly needs much more though, if her brattishness is ever to be contained. I can tell you, dear readers, if I were Mylie’s manager, she would get a good hard spanking and be sent to bed.

 

Maybe age will soften her brashness, and polish the rough diamond into something as classy as that other former teenage songstress, Kylie.

This is one of my favourite, most-erotic pictures ever. Pics are courtesy of Google, of course, and appear to originate in either the Daily Mail or Sun newspapers.

There’s just enough suggestion here to fuel any fantasy. If you got that look, in that dress, from your significant other, you know you would be tripping as you try to yank your pants over your shoes. You know you are climbing those stairs on your knees with your feet tangled in your pants leg. You know you will no doubt slip as you climb, getting a carpet burn on your hard-on in the process.

Gentlemen, is there any one amongst you who would not follow that backside to the ends of the earth? Or at least, upstairs. I would even miss the end of the game, provided I had set the PVR. Such an action would be sufficient cause for a warm-up spanking to redden the bare flesh on show, then a longer session with naked cheeks to warm things through nicely downstairs. Just enough to achieve Rule # 182 of the Rules of a Gentleman:

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If I’ve managed to stem Old Faithful (unlikely given the lusciousness on show, but we can dream – we are after all) then it would most definitely be time to kiss EVERYTHING better, followed by some good old-fashioned lovemaking ’til the sun rises and the cock crows anew.

Ah, bliss. Sweet Dreams everyone!

Spanking Games pt 3

Click the links to read the previous chapters of Spanking Games

Part 1

Part 2

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“Up you get!” Amy rolled onto her knees as she reached forward to grab Adam by his cock, now drooped through lack of attention. He struggled to get to his feet as her upward pressure increased. Amy kept a firm grip on his shaft, feeling his hardness return with her attentions.

Adam stood now, his cock still firmly in Amy’s grasp as she squeezed and fingered his shaft. Amy stepped closer, pressing herself against Adam’s body. She reached round behind and probed Adam’s bum as she whispered in his ear. “Now, before we begin your little challenge, you need to pay for keeping me waiting. If this fellow wants any fun tonight, you’ll follow my instructions.” She licked at his ear before taking his earlobe between her teeth and biting down. She stepped to the side, still holding Adam’s erection and teasing his cock head.

“Right then, elbows on the bed, bum sticking out’” Amy directed. Adam gave her a sidelong look, caught the gleam in her eye and chose to comply. Amy released her grip and moved behind him. She put her hand between his legs and fondled his dangling ball sac and shaft. Adam moaned and parted his feet to give her better access. As she fondled, Amy bent down to the sports bag and pulled out an item.

“10 minutes late means ten smacks with this little fellow.” Before he could turn his head to see what she had in her hand, Adam felt a broad hard slap ricochet across both cheeks. The shock knocked him off balance and he fell forwards onto the bed. Amy swiftly delivered another two strikes as Adam tried to regain his balance.

“Fuck Amy, that hurts. What the heck is that?” Adam tried to stand but Amy pushed him firmly back down. He turned his head instead. He saw that Amy was holding a red leather paddle, about 12 inches long and three inches wide.

“Becky’s favourite warm-up toy, she said. What do you think?”

“I think it fucking hurts. Get off me”

“Giving up on your bet already?” Amy reached down to squeeze Adam’s balls and cock once more. “This is just for keeping me waiting, then we can get to your fun. Unless you just want to wank yourself off tonight?” Her question hung in the air as she tenderly teased his shaft.

Adam’s resolve stiffened along with his dick. “I can take whatever you can give. Just remember, you have to do the same. Go on, do your worst.”

With that invitation, Amy stepped back and cracked the paddle down, liberally covering the upturned cheeks in her amateur enthusiasm. Just as the 10th stroke was reverberating round the room, the bedroom door opened and in walked Bekki.

“Hello there, I see you started without me,” Bekki said, eyeing the naked red rump facing her. “Hello Adam. No need to get up. You seem very comfortable down there.” She stepped forward and stroked Adam’s burning bum. Adam flinched at the sudden touch.

“Looks like Amy has warmed you up nicely here. And what’s this?” She reached between his legs and pulled his hard cock backwards. “So you’re enjoying this then?” she asked, as she squeezed and fondled his length. Her unexpected ministrations proved too much, and Adam suddenly spurted his cum all over the bedspread and floor. “Oh Adam. Naughty boy!” admonished Bekki as she slapped his upturned cheeks. “I certainly hope there’s much more where that came from. You’re going to need it tonight!”

“Hi Bekki,” said Amy as she stepped up to her friend and gave her a long, deep kiss. Breaking away she breathlessly brought Bekki up to speed on the events of the evening so far. As she did so, she began to unbutton and remove her friend’s blouse and bra. She cupped her breasts and tweaked Bekki’s nipples before kneeling to ease down Bekki’s tight leggings, rolling her knickers down with the fabric. Bekki turned her back and bent from the waist to remove the leggings from her feet, offering her bum and pussy to the kneeling Amy, who then leaned forwards to sink her face between the proferred cheeks, lapping from cunt to bumhole in a single stroke. Bekki bent still further to touch her toes and she spread her feet to allow Amy full and unencumbered access to her sex.

As this fantasy unfolded Adam had turned over, wincing slightly as the bedspread scraped his tender cheeks. He watched open-mouthed as the two girls brought his every fantasy to life. His cock sprang to life once more as he watched the Sapphic display. Amy sat back, licking her lips and Bekki stood.

“I guess I should have told you this before, Adam. Bekki and I share everything, ever since University. And that includes each other – and now you. So your wager for tonight still stands. If you win, Bekki and I will give you the night of your dreams. If you lose, you become our sex slave. Your purpose will be our pleasure and we will control your orgasms. If you don’t want to play, that mess you just made will be the only cum you have tonight, and the only time you get to see us play together. Oh, and one more thing. So that everything is fair, Bekki agreed to be the spanker for both of us.”

As she spoke, Amy took a gentle hold of Adam’s balls, and Bekki bent down to suck on his cock head. Adam gasped and felt his shaft harden further. “I guess we have a deal then?” Adam nodded dumbly, and Amy and Bekki smiled to each other.

 

To be continued ….

Spanking Wishes

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I really wanted spanking, but I knew not what to do

My Albert, he was lovely, but he didn’t have a clue

I tried just being naughty, and acting like a brat

He said to me amusedly, “you’re worse than having a cat”

I burnt his favourite shirt when ironing one night

He said, “No mind my dear. It was getting rather tight”

One day I didn’t cook for him. I just lay all day in bed

He got home feeling peckish – and got pizza in instead

One time I went out shopping, spending far too much on clothes

Albert smiled and shook his head. “It’s in your genes, I suppose”

So I took it one step further. I took my brush and said

“Please use this to correct me”. He simply brushed my head.

I bought a belt for him to use upon my womanly cheeks

He looped it though his pants and said, “I’ve been needing one for weeks”

A riding crop, a bamboo cane, a ruler – I bought him all these things

And yet he didn’t take the hint, to make my bottom sting

One day, when subtlety was done, I bared my butt and said

“If you don’t spank me hard right now, that’s it – we’re through. You’re dead!”

Albert stood, his mouth agape, he knew not what to say

I climbed up on the duvet and bent, as if to pray

My bum was high, my knees were spread. I screamed, “Do it now, you prick!”

“For if you leave me wanting, I’ll boil your frigging dick!”

“Oh Anne”, said he, “I can’t have this, your being very crude”

“Your bum up high, your parts exposed, now this is very rude”

“You’ve asked for this, and now you’ll pay. Your bottom it will smart”

“Just remember that you asked for this. I’m not stopping once I start”

Bert gathered all the items I had bought to inflict pain

The brush and ruler, crop and belt, and yes, he got the cane

He used each item thoroughly, and reddened up my cheeks

I screamed and bellowed, ‘Stop, I beg – I won’t sit down for weeks”

“Oh no”, said he,” I will not stop. You asked for this, alright?”

“Now hush and take your punishment. I’ll spank you well tonight”

“In fact I think I’ll spank you daily, before I venture out”

“To keep you on the proper track as a dutiful little spouse”

It’s been a month. My bottom burns. I can’t pull up my pants

For every day, and every night, Albert makes my bottom dance

I wish I hadn’t pushed him into spanking my behind

Instead, I should have spanked him for being friggin’ blind

I could have had him on his knees, and caned his little tush

Instead it’s me with a sore bum. Oh shoot, I’m such a klutz!

Teutonic Tables Turned

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Gunther finished his preparations in the bedroom and looked around. The bed was formally dressed, covers taught and pillows piled high. Everything positioned just so, including the hairbrush and riding crop placed just so across the bottom corner of the duvet. He looked around again for any stray details. Heidi was a stickler for precision, and he knew he would pay for any errors in addition to the spanking he had wagered for in their games night earlier. This had been a classic example of his mouth making a debt that his bum would repay. Next time, with a little more cunning it would be Heidi’s bum in the air.

He picked up the crop to adjust its position slightly. He fingered the length and then smacked the leather flap across his open palm. His cock thickened at the touch, as he imagined the crop biting into his buttocks. Without further delay, he unfastened his jeans and removed them, leaving the black briefs in place. Heidi liked to remove those herself. He bent over the foot of the bed, feet spread and bottom high. He laid his head on the duvet, and waited.

Some minutes later, Heidi entered the room. Without speaking she walked behind Gunther and slapped him hard once, twice, three times. He sucked in a breath at the sudden assault, and pushed out his bum for more. Heidi then took up the crop and swung it sharply to land low on his black-clad cheeks. Whack, whack, whack, whack. Four times hard, the crop kissed the cotton. Gunther groaned in pain and pleasure. Heidi pulled the cotton underwear aside, exposing the flesh of his right cheek. She slapped the crop down hard, leaving a red imprint of the crop tip blooming on Gunther’s rapidly reddening flesh.

Taking up the hairbrush, Heidi delivered a volley of shots to the same naked cheek. This made Gunther wriggle his butt in a vain attempt to avoid the blows. Five or six blows to the same spot heightened the pain. Pausing in her attack, Heidi tugged the briefs off his cheeks and down his legs. She slapped the crop between his thighs to have him open up again for inspection. Heidi then surveyed her handiwork. Gunther’s left buttock was lightly pink from the initial assault, but his right cheek was showing a definite reddening, much to her satisfaction. The red oval outline of the hairbrush showed in a series of arcs. Heidi stroked the now naked cheeks and dragged a finger to drag down the valley between them. She poked a sharp nail into his anal whorl before trailing down to his hanging balls beneath. One sharp nail tracked down the underside of his rigid shaft. The sensation caused Gunther to dip his back more and offer his buttocks for further pleasure and punishment.

Heidi picked up the hairbrush once more and stepped to one side. She took aim and delivered a firm dozen spanks, one after the other with just a second’s delay. Gunther wriggled and moaned, but kept his bum high and ready. After the twelfth stinging blow Heidi laid the brush down. She stroked the reddening cheeks, enjoying the warmth on her palm.

“I think you’re warmed up now. I fancy trying some other toys”, she said. “Up on the bed.”

Gunther quickly positioned himself. He knelt with his knees 18 inches apart, arms flat on the bed and bum high, spread and tight. A breeze through the open window tickled his exposed flesh an dsent a shiver down his shaft, stiffening the flesh still more.

Heidi reached under the bed, she pulled out a wide leather strap. “I found this online – a Lochgelly tawse. I think I can get a better rhythm with this than the belt. Let’s see now.”

She took a step back, extended her arm and measured the distance between tawse tips and cheeks. Satisfied with her aim, she pulled her arm back so that the strap rested across her own shoulder, and unleashed the blow with the power of a baseball pitcher. The strap lashed down and landed with a fearsome crack across the middle of his waiting bottom. He squealed and reached back to feel the damage.

“Ah, ah, naughty boy. No rubs ’til we’re done or there’s extras. I do like that sound. Let’s see what more we can produce.” She ordered him into position again. “No moving, my aim isn’t that good yet and we don’t want any shots going astray, do we?” she asked, flicking the strap at Gunther’s hanging ball sac. Heidi swung again, hard and low across the top of his thighs. Gunther clutched at the duvet but held position as another strike bit deep.

“Let’s just see if you’re enjoying this”. Heidi reached between his legs. His initial erection had softened but quickly revived with her touch. Pre-cum oozed from his tip and Hieid rubbed this into his shaft as a lubricant. She stroked her fingers along the underside of his shaft from head to root, and then gently squeezed his balls again. She drifted her finger up his arse crack, lingering at the tight hole to tease the puckered skin with her nail.

“Definitely good for more, I think”, she concluded, and swung the strap once more. The sudden blow caused him to gasp and curse, “Fuck!”

“Oh no, foul language – that deserves a straight dozen. Hold still!”

Heidi measured her aim and swung hard. SNAP, and again, and again. She moved to the opposite side to try a backhand. Her aim was off and the tips flicked into the crack of his bum, smacking against the tender puckered skin. He squealed at that and jerked up.

“Oops, sorry – but you moved, so that one doesn’t count!” she continued to snap the tawse down until his bottom was a uniform pink from the top of his bum crack to the tender tops of his thighs. Still he shoved his bum out, opening up the crack and exposing his butt hole and balls. Heidi climbed up onto the bed and positioned herself so she could swing vertically down. She laid a stroke right down the centre of his bum, tawse tips landing on his unseeing eye. He bucked and squealed, so she laid a second in the same spot. She then threw down the tawse and took up the crop once more. More lightly this time, she slapped the flap onto his bumhole a half dozen times, causing delicious stings right into his back passage.

Heidi climbed back down and took up the hairbrush in her right hand, then reached beneath him with her left. She stroked and squeezed his shaft and balls.

“Let’s see if I can wank and spank at the same time.” Heidi swung the hairbrush in a steady rhythm, spanking left cheek then right, left then right. Underneath, she massaged his oozing shaft, her grip slick with his excitement. She timed her rhythm to deliver a down stroke with the brush on every upstroke of her hand. Gunther thrust his bum up for the brush and down into a fucking motion on Heidi’s closed grip. Her hand squeezed past his sensitive cock head with every stroke.

She could feel his orgasm rising, so Heidi pumped longer and stronger, at the same time delivering a final hard flurry of smacks with the brush. He came with a scream of release and collapsed onto the bed, balls drained and bum burning.

Heidi prodded him. “Hey, no sleeping. My turn now,” she said, stepping out of her knickers. She knelt on the bed on all fours, flipped up her skirt and offered her pussy and bum for his tongue.

 

 

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