Bill and Sandra Join a Spanking Site – Part Five

By Eleanor Powell | September 18, 2009

The Story So Far:

Bill and Sandra had arrived at Homely Farm. But because Sandra had been very rude to Ally, who had simply asked her, ‘what you doing down there?’ as she lay in a heap on the ground, after Bill accidentally let go of her. Bill meted out instant punishment, by spanking her already sore bottom.


Ally the organiser of the get-together of spankos, showed them to their room.

It wasn’t long before Bill decided that he still owed Sandra a spanking, so she found herself lying over his knee, bottom side up.

Above the sound of her squeals and hand making contact with a bare bottom – they heard voices in the corridor.

‘No, Harry, my poor bottom is so sore already.’

‘Come on Maisie, you know you love it.’

Bill and Sandra heard the closing of a door then the unmistakeable sound of a spanking taking place in the next room.

Now Read On:

‘Let’s go and introduce ourselves,’ Bill suggested, setting Sandra on her feet.

‘But Bill, Ally’s expecting us downstairs.’

‘We’re here for four days, there’ll be plenty of time to meet everyone later,’ he said.

‘Hi,’ Bill shouted, ‘we’re in the room next door, just wanting to say hello.’

The sound of hand meeting bare bottom stopped. There was a nervous giggling, a shuffling and the door opened.

‘Maisie,’

‘Sandra.’

The older woman and the younger one stared at each other in horror, while the two men sized each other up.

Bill was the first to speak.

‘I should have known when I saw the blue Ford Escort in the car park.’

Maisie giggled. ‘Just fancy Sandra, you and Bill being spankos like me and Harry.’

‘Seems to me Maisie you’re a cheeky brat, like Sandra here.’ Turning to Harry, he asked. ‘Would you like to swap partners?’

‘How do you feel about that Maisie?’ Harry asked her.

‘You wouldn’t mind would you Harry?’ She asked hesitantly.

‘No, I don’t mind, looks like I’ll have my hands full with Sandra.’

‘It takes a man not a mouse,’ Sandra could already feel her pussy throbbing at the thought of this younger man putting her over his knee.

‘I’m no mouse,’ said Harry rising to the bait.

By silent mutual agreement, it was decided to play in Maisie and Harry’s room.

Bill had manoeuvred Maisie towards the bed, where he sat down on it and hauled her over his knee. Maisie put up a half hearted struggle.

‘How old are you Maisie? He asked.

‘Eighteen why?’ she asked.

‘That young lady is how many spanks you’re going to get for starters.’

He bunched her mini skirt up round her waist and looked down at the delicacy laid out for him over his knee.

Maisie’s red, quivering bottom was waiting for him to start the spanking, but, Bill was in no hurry, so Maisie bit his leg.

‘You little vixen,’ he said, ‘you’ll be sorry you bit me.’

Taking a firm hold of her, he brought his big hand down on her right bottom cheek, quickly followed by a spank to her left one.

‘Now start counting, those two were freebies. ‘I’ll tell you when to stop.’

‘I thought I was getting eighteen.’

‘Sorry young lady, but it just trebled – after you bit me.’

Maisie wriggled her bottom in anticipation.

‘That’s right, you’ll be wriggling all right by the time I’ve finished with you.’

His hand came down in the dead centre of her bottom, the next spank landed on the under part of her bottom, where the thigh and the bottom meet. Bill was spanking her in no order. Each spank surprised Maisie as she had no idea where his hand was going to land.

‘How many is that?’ he asked her.

‘Ten,’ she lied, not having a clue how many it was.

‘Good try, but luckily I was keeping count. That was only three.’

‘Rotten old sod,’

‘Keep it up,’ Bill speeded up the delivery of the spanks. ‘You’re a right little madam and you’re not going to be able to sit down for a couple of weeks by the time I’ve finished with you.’

Maisie thrilled at his words. She loved a masterful man.

‘Lousy rotten swine, lousy rotten swine,’ she chanted.

It wasn’t long before her already red sore bottom was looking and feeling a lot sorer.

Meanwhile, Harry had sat himself down on a high backed chair and pulled Sandra down over his knee. He was even taller than Bill, so Sandra found herself dangling over his knee, she felt her pussy juicing up at the helpless feeling this gave her. Lifting her skirt, he was surprised to see she had no knickers on and like Maisie her bottom had already been well spanked. He gave a low whistle of appreciation.

‘Bill is one lucky man,’ he said. ‘You have a lovely spankable bottom.’

He started to spank her gently, gradually getting harder. Her bottom was gyrating over his knee, her legs opening and closing involuntarily, giving him a good view of her private parts. But, she didn’t care as she bucked over his knee.

His hand had stopped spanking her and was instead gently caressing her hot red cheeks. His finger would trace a path down the cleft between her bottom cheeks – then just as his finger was about to enter her hot wet pussy, he’d stop and retrace the journey back up the cleft and he’d go back to caressing her quivering cheeks.

Her nipples already hardened even before the spanking started, were now pressing against his knee and getting even harder.

There was shouting outside in the corridor. ‘Bill, Sandra, what’s keeping you? There’s people downstairs that want to meet you.’

Nobody answered Ally. ‘Maisie, Harry where are you two?’ Maisie giggled. Bill put a hand over her mouth. She bit it. ‘Ouch, you little horror, you’re in real trouble now.’ Maisie’s squeals could probably be heard all over the house.

There was a knock on the door and without waiting for a response, Ally opened the door.

The scene that met her eyes was so exciting; she felt her insides doing a somersault.

To be continued ……

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