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Sandra had sworn at Bill while he was still pulling their luggage out of the boot of the car. He had flung her over the bonnet of the car and using a paddle on her already sore red bare bottom from an earlier spanking, he went on to make it even sorer. She was squealing loudly and he was dodging out of the way of her wildly kicking legs in order to protect his manhood.

Bill was so engrossed in what he was doing, the sound of Ally’s voice made him jump and he let go of Sandra.

Ally came into view. ‘What you doing down there?’ she asked Sandra, who had landed in a heap on the ground.

‘Not having a picnic,’ said Sandra crossly.

‘Is she always so cheeky?’ Ally asked Bill.

‘Yes, when she can get away with it,’ he said. ‘Now Sandra, apologise right now to Ally.’

‘Shan’t,’ said Sandra sulkily.

‘Tut tut, such bad manners,’ said Bill hauling her to her feet. Going down on one knee, he pulled her down over his knee. Lifting her skirt, he used his big hard hand to bring her sore red bottom to an even deeper shade of red.

After twenty hard spanks on her upturned bare bottom, her cursing and swearing had changed to a whimper. ‘Are you ready to apologise to Ally yet?’ Bill asked her.

‘Sorry Ally,’ she said.

‘It’s ok,’ and bending down she kissed Sandra. ‘Glad you got here safely. Everybody else has already arrived.’ She led the way into the big farmhouse kitchen. ‘I’ll show you to your room, you can meet everyone else when you’re ready.’

Ally left Bill and Sandra to settle in.

‘Sandra,’ Bill looked at her sternly. ‘I hope you’re not going to be so cheeky and rude again.’

‘It was your fault, for letting me fall off the bonnet.’

‘You’re right, it wasn’t very gentlemanly of me, I’m sorry,’ he apologised.

Sitting down on the bed, he patted it beside him. ‘Come and give me a kiss.’ She sat down next to him and he slipped his right arm around her waist, then in one swift movement, he had her pinned down over his knee.

‘Right Little Miss Redbum, I hadn’t finished with you before we were interrupted.’ Flipping up her skirt that had fallen back over her bottom, he sat for a moment admiring his artwork.

Then raising his right arm, he brought his hand down on her right bottom cheek, followed quickly by a spank to her left cheek. He covered all parts of her quivering bottom. His big hard hand was bouncing off her hot red cheeks, and Sandra was squealing loudly again.
Then there was a loud banging on their door. ‘Come on down you two, we’re starting to play in the lounge.’

‘Righto,’ said Bill. ‘We’re coming now.’

Sandra hurriedly changed into her play clothes. They consisted of a baggy tee-shirt that didn’t quite cover her bottom. Her legs were bare and she had put on a demure pair of white knickers.

‘Get them off this minute,’ said Bill. ‘I want everyone to see how I deal with a naughty brat.’

‘But Bill,’ she started to protest.

‘Sandra,’ he said moving towards her.

She backed away from him. Sitting on the bed she pulled her knickers down and off.

Good girl,’ he said, sitting down beside her, he pulled her sideways, she found herself lying over his knee once more, bottom side up. ‘Oh dear,’ he said laughing. ‘Your bottom needs warming up again.’

There was the sound of voices in the corridor and a girlish giggle. ‘No, Harry, no my poor bottom is so sore already.’

‘Now, Maisie, come on you know you love it,’ There was the sound of a door closing.

Bill and Sandra could clearly hear the unmistakable sound of a hand meeting a bare bottom from the room next door.

To be continued ……

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