Another Batch of Warm Buns: Spanking short stories of erotic, play and discipline. Susan Kohler
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your back to me.” He commanded, “No, don’t cover your beautiful bottom with your hands, I want to look at my handiwork. Keep your hands laced together at the back of your neck.”
After a few moments he turned her around to face him. He took her hands in his and guided them down to cover her still warm behind. “Now how does that feel?” he asked her gently.
“It hurts!” she pouted.
“Good.” He slowly moved in for a kiss. She made no effort to refuse him or evade the tender kiss. “It’s supposed to. Now clean up this office and the mess in the library and the kitchen, and I’ll let you have your panties and skirt back.”
“Beast!” she muttered.
“Yes,” he laughed, and kissed her gently again, lingering on her lips.
She cleaned the office, the kitchen and the law library, all the while naked from the waist down. Jesse watched, coached and occasionally swatted her bottom until everything was clean enough to gain his approval. Finally, he gave her a few smart swats and a quick, passionate kiss, then told her to get dressed and go home.
The next day she wanted to call in sick but she knew she would only be postponing the inevitable, so she gathered her courage and went to the office. When the rest of the staff broke for lunch, she was summoned to James’ office. Jesse was there.
“I understand that even after our little talk you were a very bad girl last night,” James said. “I promised you a caning. Take off your skirt and bend over my desk,” he pointed. “Jesse will help you stay in position by holding your hands.”
James walked across the room and opened a cabinet that Janine had never noticed before. He reached in and pulled out a thin, whippy cane. Jesse grabbed her hands, holding her firmly.
“James, not too severe,” Jesse said. “She’s really trying to improve.”
“And we’ll help her,” James said evenly. He slashed the cane through the air making it whistle. “A dozen, Jesse?”
“No more than six, please,” Jesse replied.
“Softy!” James chided.
“And not too severe,” Jesse added, watching as Janine began to relax.
“Jesse, you’re taking all the fun out of this,” James moaned, winking at him.
“Not all the fun, just look at that nice, smooth pale creamy bottom,” Jesse laughed. “It’ll look perfect with a few red streaks. Of course, when I said six, I meant from each of us.”
Janine squirmed against Jesse’s firm hold.
“And now… ” That was her only warning; James gave her six quick, smart cuts with the cane, not especially severe but each left a pink line.
The two men traded places and Jesse gave her six cuts, even harder, before they let her go. James put her into the corner and offered Jesse a cocktail. They sat and relaxed, watching her, and talking about her.
Finally, James said, “I’m going to lunch. Turn around girl.”
She faced him and watched in dismay as he unloaded a tape from the VCR. He grinned, “I’ll watch this tonight.”
Jesse walked over to her and took her face in his hands. He kissed her tenderly and gathered her clothes, handing them to her.
“I’m sorry if I’ve been rude to you Jesse.” She had tears in her eyes. “I really am.”
“It’s all right, honey.” He kissed her again. “I liked your spirit and your attitude but I like your red bottom even more.”
James came back from lunch and found his office empty. Jesse and Janine were both gone. James smiled to himself as he sat at his desk and called his wife. “My love, you’ll never guess what happened today.” He smiled as she spoke to her.
“Let me guess,” Suzanne laughed. “You and Jesse are causing trouble again, right?”
“Of course,” James said proudly.
“And there’s a warm pink female bottom involved,” she guessed.
“Right again,” he sighed.
“And it’s not mine, right?” She sounded put out.
“Only partially right,” James teased. “Yours will be red soon enough, girl,” he warned.
“Okay then. I love you,” she said softly.
“Tell me later love, when I have you bare bottomed and over my knees,” he ordered.
“I will but… ” she sounded hesitant, “will it make you go easy on me?” There was a pleading tone in her voice.
“Hell no! You’re getting it long and hard!” he almost shouted.
“Thank God! But what about the spanking?” she quipped.
“Do you feel like a severe spanking, Suze?” he asked.
“Truthfully?” She paused thinking, “Not at the moment, but I’ll think about it all day and by the time you get home I’ll be more than ready.”
“So will I,” he warned.
“Okey dokey.” She hung up.
That night Janine made a mess again. It was not as bad as before; instead it was staged so that it would be much easier to clean up, but it looked messy.
Jesse came in, shook his head and grinned, “You know what’s coming. Take off your skirt.”
“Jesse, please don’t,” Janine said, but her pleading tone did not match the gleam in her eyes.
“Did you know, my dear, that the sofa in James’ office folds out into a bed?”
“No, I did not,” Janine said softly.
“It’s perfect for resting after a spanking,” Jesse said.
“Will I be resting alone?” Janine asked quietly.
“Not if you don’t want to. You may want someone to kiss and cuddle you,” he winked at her.
“I’m sure I will.” Janine unzipped and dropped her skirt. “I’ll bet I need to be cuddled for a long, long time.”
At James’ home, watching the tapes came first, right before Suzanne got a long hard spanking followed by a long hard cock. She enjoyed both very much indeed. As for Janine, she and Jesse had three kids before she ever got to see the darn tape, and then she had to watch it face down over his knees.
Does it help to find out that the faceless janitor is almost a millionaire? Or is it more important that he’s slightly kinky? Anyway, you never know who you’re ignoring and what he’ll do to get your attention and respect.
Three Personal: Command Performance
What happens when the teasing and kinky games get you hotter and hotter? How do you let your man know when the time is finally right to move on to a new game? A different, maybe even better game?
Ann always thought of Jerry as her lover even though they still had never really made love. Well, that’s true but it’s not entirely accurate. They had made love in several very explicit and sexual ways. They had just not had actual sexual intercourse. There was a reason for their continued abstinence of course, Jerry had a wife. He got married about three weeks before he met Ann, almost sixteen years ago.
After Jerry gave Ann that first memorable spanking, it was several days before they tried it again. Soon, they had a set of unspoken but firm rules. This is generally how they handled the sexual spankings: First, the person being spanked, and sometimes it was Jerry, was the one in control despite appearances to the