Flight into Trouble – Part Fourteen
By Eleanor Powell | July 27, 2010
The story so far ……
Tazeline and Margie were at the mercy of the doorman at the Excelsior Hotel in Berlin – Tazeline had won a weekend for two in Berlin – all expenses paid. They were even staying in the penthouse.
But as Tazeline had been rude to the doorman he promised her the spanking of her life. He had locked the door and pocketed the key and when Tazeline tried to phone for help, he was one step ahead of her and disconnected the phone.
Now he has Margie over his knee – she didn’t obey him when he told her to bring Tazeline to him, so he is determined to teach both girls obedience.
Tazeline was kneeling on the red velvet chair waiting for him to spank her – he calls for her to come to him.
Now what does he want of her?
Now read on ……
She knew by the tone of his voice that he was going to stand no nonsense. So she obeyed him immediately.
Standing in front of him – she fidgeted from one foot to the other. Poor Margie was bawling her eyes out as he was still spanking her by now cherry red bottom.
‘Right Fraulein, your friend here is having problems keeping still – what are you going to do to make her stay in position?’
Tazeline didn’t know what to do, what did he expect of her? Unfortunately, she again hesitated too long and he took it for further disobedience from her.’
‘Haven’t you realised yet Fraulein, the more disobedient you are – your friend here is going to suffer?’
‘Tazzy, please do as he says,’ Margie pleaded with her friend.
‘See Fraulein, even your friend is learning her lesson,’ he said with a smirk. ‘Now, I repeat – what are you going to do to keep her in position?’
Tazeline didn’t hesitate this time. Kneeling on the carpet she grabbed hold of Margie’s wrists and held on to them for dear life.
‘That’s better,’ said the doorman. ‘Now I’m just going to give this young lady, part two of her spanking – then it will be your turn.’
Margie shuddered – what was part two going to be? She didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Pushing her off his knee she again landed on all fours.
He stood up and moved so he was standing in front of her. ‘Look what I’m doing Fraulein,’ he barked at her.
She looked up at him, her eyes swimming with tears.
Very slowly, he withdrew his belt from his trousers.
She watched in horror as he doubled it.
Sitting down again he said to Margie, ‘Come on young lady, back over my knee. And you little miss troublemaker, hold her wrists again.’
The supple leather belt began to bite into Margie’s tender cheeks, first the right then the left.
He had given Margie twenty strokes of the belt, when he suddenly stopped and said, ‘oops! I forgot something …’
What has he forgotten?
To be continued ……
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November 23rd, 2010 at 3:57 pm
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