Bill and Sandra Join a Spanking Site Part Seven

By Eleanor Powell | October 4, 2009

The Story So Far:

Bill and Sandra were playing in Harry and Maisie’s room, when the other guests staying at Homely Farm, attracted by the sound of hand spanking bare bottom – came in and joined in the fun.

Meanwhile, Tom and Betty had been playing in their own room that was jokingly called the Penthouse – the attic at the other end of the house; so they didn’t hear what was going on in Harry and Maisie’s room. They had left their room and gone downstairs to the playroom – but it was deserted, although the television was blaring out from a corner of the room.

Now Read On:

‘Wonder where everybody is?’ Betty sat down on the black leather couch, opposite the TV.

‘Bit strange isn’t it?’ Tom sat down next to her. ‘Oh look, it’s football, just turn the sound up a bit.’

Betty turned up the sound then plonked herself down again on the cool leather couch next to her partner.

She sat there arms folded, bottom lip stuck out in a super pout. Tom was so engrossed in the footie, he didn’t notice. So, she unfolded her arms long enough to give him a dig in his ribs.

‘Hey, what d’you do that for?’ Tom glared at her.

She didn’t answer, but gave him another sly dig.

‘Do that again lady and you’ll end up over my knee.’

After a second of hesitation, she gave him a dig for the third time.

‘Right, you asked for it,’ he pulled her sideways over his knee. Flipping up her short skirt, he saw she had on a pair of directoire knickers. ‘When did you put these on?’ he asked.

‘When you went to the loo,’

‘My instructions were that you would wear no knickers,’

‘I didn’t want to catch cold,’ she explained.

‘There’s no chance of that,’ he said peeling the bulky knickers off her bottom. ‘I’m now going to warm up your lovely bottom, until it’s a deep cherry red colour and hot enough to fry an egg on.’

She wriggled her already rosy red bottom provocatively at him.

‘That’s it,’ he said. ‘I’m going to make you really squirm about.’

Gripping her tightly round the waist, he raised his right arm and brought his hand down on her red bottom cheeks.

‘Hello is this a private party or can anyone join in?’ Ally came into the Playroom, closely followed by everyone else.

‘Oh, errr hi Ally, Chris, we were wondering where you’d got to.’

‘Yes, anyone can see you were missing us,’ laughed Ally. ‘Anyway, carry on, don’t let us stop you.’

‘Don’t worry, you’re not, is she darling?’ he asked Betty.

Betty tried to pull up her knickers, but Tom said, ‘Oh no you don’t.’ and he pulled her knickers off completely.

Everybody gathered round to watch him spanking Betty, He gave her six spanks, then pulling her up into a sitting position he told her, ‘I’m showing these lovely people how considerate I am. You can sit on the leather couch and cool your bottom.’

‘What a good idea,’ Sandra said. ‘My bottom needs cooling down too,’ she sat down next to Betty.

‘Me too,’ said Ally.
‘And me, and me’ Tom found himself squashed into the far corner of the four seater couch. Laughing he got up, ‘I could do with a beer,’ Chris being the host went behind the bar.

Soon, all the men but one had gone in the direction of the bar, leaving the girls giggling and showing off their red bottoms, totally ignoring Bill, who went and sat in an armchair, seemingly to watch the television.

The girls were trying to decide who had the reddest bottom.

‘Do you want me to be the judge?’ Bill volunteered.

There was more giggling from the girls.

‘Yes Bill,’ Ally stood up, then bending over and flipping up her skirt, she said. ‘Here Bill, look at mine. Look how red it is.’

‘Hmmm! I need to see the other ladies bottoms before I can say whose is the reddest.’

The other girls jostled each other, vying to get his attention.

‘Ladies, ladies, one at a time,’ Bill sat down in the middle of the leather couch, that had been vacated by the girls clamouring to be noticed by him.

‘Ok, Ally you can be first,’ he pulled her over his knee. She wriggled and started to protest. ‘Come on,’ he said, ‘The only way I can judge who has the hottest, reddest bottom is to have each of you over my knee, so I can see and feel your bottom.’

The girls nodded their agreement and watched in fascination as he jiggled Ally about over his knee, until he was satisfied with her position.

He had cupped Ally’s right bottom cheek in his right hand. Spreading out his fingers, he allowed them to trace the faint welts on her tender flesh. His left hand began stroking her left bottom cheek. Ally’s bottom was wriggling about in a most unladylike manner. His fingers were happily wandering hither and thither over her blushing cheeks.

Then without warning; he tightened his grip on her and raising his right arm, he brought his big hard hand down on her quivering cheeks, followed by another five equally hard spanks. Her already reddened bottom was now a bright red.

‘Right Ally,’ he said, ‘Go and stand in the corner and hold up your skirt so I can judge how red your bottom is.’

‘But,’ Ally started to protest.

‘You haven’t had enough yet?’ Bill pulled her back over his knee, giving her another six hard spanks. When he set her back on her feet again, she went to stand in the corner without having to be told.

‘Going alphabetically, Betty you’re next,’ Bill patted his knee.

Betty moved towards him slowly. ‘Come on Betty, move a bit faster.’

As she got within reach, Bill caught hold of her arm and pulled her down over his knee. Just as he had done with Ally, he stroked and fondled her cheeks. His wandering finger moved towards her pussy, teasing her, then, pulling away at the last moment. Betty gave an audible gasp that they could all hear.

Tom had wandered in from the bar, quickly assessing the situation, he shouted to the other guys, ‘There’s fun and games in here.’

What will happen now, will the fellas leave their ice cold beers in order to do some more spanking?

To be continued ……

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