Flight into Trouble – Part Two
By Eleanor Powell | July 2, 2010
The story so far ……
Margie is lying over her boyfriend Pete’s knee, having her bottom warmed; when the phone rings. It’s her old school friend Tazeline. She agrees that she’d love to accompany her on an all expenses paid weekend to Berlin.
She is back lying over Pete’s knee when the phone rings again. She wants to answer it, but he tells her that if she does, he’ll take his belt off to her.
As she loves the belt she has a dilemma – what will she do ……?
Now read on ……
She struggled so much he had to let her get up.
Her hand was on the receiver …… and it stopped ringing.
‘Drat and double drat,’ she muttered.
‘Margie, oh Margie, come to Pete,’ he warbled. ‘I’ve got something for you.’
‘Not now darling,’ she lifted the receiver and heard the beeping noise meaning there had been a message left on her answering machine. So she dialed 1571 and retrieved the message.
‘Hi Margie it’s me again,’ she heard the excited voice of her best friend Tazeline. ‘Get back to me as …’ then there was the dialing tone again.
Replacing the receiver again – her hand flew up to her mouth and her dark blue eyes widened.
‘What on earth is the matter with you?’ Pete asked.
‘I’ve just realized, I don’t have her phone number, we were cut off,’ she explained.
‘So you’re just going to have to wait for her to phone back aren’t you?’
‘Suppose so,’
‘Right now, listen lady, take the phone off the hook, we have some unfinished business haven’t we?’
‘B-but,’
‘The only butt I’m interested in at the moment is yours,’ he advanced towards her.
As he came closer to her, she backed away – until she felt the edge of the table digging into her back. She had literally backed herself into a corner.
‘Watch carefully Margie,’ he slowly pulled his belt from its loops.
Her heart lurched and she felt the old familiar flutter of excitement in her middle region and at the same time she could feel her nipples hardening and her clit began to throb.
Taking hold of her arm, he led her back to the couch and sitting down on it he hauled her over his knee again, lifting her skirt he gave a low whistle as her bare bottom came into sight.
Cheekily she wriggled her bottom in anticipation of the wonderful feel of the belt as it makes contact with her bottom.
Lifting his right arm – with his leather belt wrapped around his hand, he brought the trailing end down onto her twitching left cheek.
‘Owwww!’ she howled.
‘Is that a nice happy owwww? He asked.
She was trying to formulate a suitable reply, when ….
Brrrr Brrrrr!
‘I – thought – I – told – you – to – take – the – phone – off – the – hook,’ he accentuated each word with a thwack of the belt.
‘I forgot.’
Now what will happen?
Topics: Spanking Fiction | 1 Comment »
Tags: bare bottom, belt, hand, otk


July 7th, 2010 at 10:42 pm
do u have any stories with couple like engaged or married couple gettin spanked that be a good story