Teutonic Tables Turned


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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