Understand now?” Christie asked.
“I guess so,” she grinned ruefully. “I’d better try to understand. Or else I might get a surprise demo of the paddle. Do you really get to paddle Randy sometimes?” She secretly thought it might even be fun to paddle Bill.
“She sure does, and she’s ruthless,” Randy replied. “But now it is time for the paddle. I really hate to say this Vicki, but you are definitely going to get a demo of the paddle. In fact, this time I think we’ll start with you.”
Randy put the remaining cheese on a small plate and picked up the small cutting board. It was their regular paddle.
“No way!” Vicki protested, her face going pale as she looked at the paddle. “I’m not going to let you use that on me, especially for forty-five swats.”
“Of course we wouldn’t give you that many swats. You have to build up to it. This is just a little demonstration, a sample,” Christie gently explained to her friend, even as Vicki was edging her way to the door. “We won’t even make you take down your underwear.”
“Why not?” Bill asked.
Randy and Christie exchanged a long glance, then finally Christie said, “Sure, why not?”
Before Vicki could reach the door, Bill and Christie cut her off. In a flash, they had her black tailored slacks down and had pulled her over to the dining table. With one of them holding each arm, they forced her to bend over and lie on the table. Randy stood behind her and used the paddle after he had lowered her lacy black underwear. He gave her twelve moderately hard swats with the paddle, six on each cheek. She screeched at each one, especially the ones that landed on her when her buttocks were tensed up. When it was over they let her up, and she stood there with her face red, glaring at them.
Christie took the paddle. “Your turn, Bill.” She spoke with quiet authority and a degree of challenge in her voice. “Or did you think we were going to let you off after giving her a free sample?”
Bill looked at Randy and at Vicki. Vicki, her face red, was rubbing her behind tenderly. She sounded angry as she challenged, “Are you chicken? Or is it okay for me but not you?”
Bill dropped his jeans and bent over the table in position. Christie pulled down his underwear and used the paddle. Just before she hit Bill the first time, Randy said one thing.
He said, “Bill, Christie’s a lot harsher than I am. And of course, we went a lot easier on Vicki because she had a spanking first.” He paused. “I have to warn you, Christie is probably going to hurt you.”
As soon as he got the last word out, Christie started. As Randy had predicted, Christie was harsher than he had been with Vicki. She gave him a full dozen on each cheek, and she gave them to him as hard as she could. Randy and Vicki held Bill in placed but he did struggle and cry out. Christie felt a small victory that she was able to make him yell and squirm.
When Christie was finished, she silently handed the paddle to Vicki who gave him six more swats. The last six were not very hard, but Vicki enjoyed giving them to Bill. When she was finished, Bill stood up and pulled up his shorts and his jeans.
Randy said, “The whole point of this was to paddle Christie for losing the football bet. Now it’s her turn and I think we’ve waited long enough. Zipper, love.” He gave the familiar command to Christie.
She looked at the two spectators, then back at Randy. “Aw come on, they’ve seen butts before,” he said.
She unzipped her pants without a word, and then laid down on the sofa on her stomach. Just like she always did, she lifted her hips letting him pull her pants down. Just like always, she pulled down her lacy underwear. He raised the paddle and brought it down hard and fast on Christie’s buttocks. CRACK! CRACK! He gave her twenty-five on the right side, then he paused before turning his attention to her left cheek. He gave her the final twenty. The blows with the paddle were given faster and much more severely than the swats he had given her with his hand. They were much harder, more deliberately laid on. Each blow hurt more than the one before it, and the whole paddling was given ruthlessly right from the start.
Although the paddling made Christie’s butt glow red and feel hot to the touch, she didn’t make any outcry except faint moans. She squirmed quite a bit but she knew enough not to tense up her buttocks. She kept her cheeks relaxed throughout the whole paddling, even though it was given severely and hurt quite a bit.
“Boy! You really took that well, Christie,” Bill said. “Can I?” At her nod, he patted her butt. It was warm to his touch.
“Well, we started it out slow and easy during baseball season and, you know, lower scores. Hockey hardly seems worth it,” Christie explained.
“What about basketball?” Bill asked.
“The scores are too high!” Christie exclaimed at the same moment as Randy said, “Maybe next year.”
“And back to how I learned how to take it well, we started without the paddle. Then we built up as I got used to it and began to trust Randy to know my limits. We bet for fun and a little excitement, not to inflict pain.”
“I don’t want to be rude,” Randy said, “but don’t you two have some place to go? I sure do hate to waste a glowing ass!”
Ignoring the other couple, he gave Christie a quick kiss on her bright red butt!
“Well, I can tell when we’re not needed. I guess we better leave. Maybe we can go home now and find something to do,” Bill said, patting Vicki on her fanny. “Something fun and sweaty and very, very sexy.”
“Dream on, sadist.” Vicki moved away from him, but she had a sly smile curving her lips. “You’re going to pay for getting me into this.”
“I didn’t even hit you, all I did was help hold you in place,” Bill protested his innocence.
“That was enough, more than enough.” Vicki told him sternly, “You are in deep trouble now, mister.”
“Make him pay, Vicki,” Christie said, laughing. “For the pain and humiliation. I’m sure you can think of some interesting ways to do it.”
“Oh, he’ll pay all right.” Vicki smiled as only a woman could, a wicked smile that made Bill fear for his safety.
“Good night. I’d walk you to the door but I’m busy,” Randy hinted. “Don’t let the door hit you in the butt on the way out.”
And indeed, as soon as Vicki and Bill left, Randy put her ass and her whole body to good use. They made love right there on the sofa, fucking fast and furiously. They came to a tremendous climax and lay there for several minutes recovering before Randy took her to bed and made long, slow, tender love to her far into the night. Good night. Long night. No sleep!
My lover read this. I got a reward. His hand, tongue, belt and two paddles on my bare butt hard enough to sting (I pushed him a time or two) but not too hard (I eased him off a time or two). Can that guy give great rewards or what?
Two Jesse: The Hard-Handed Janitor
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