First Birthday Spanking-5
By Jonathan Quincy Graves
Part 5
It got very quiet at the Miller’s after Vera, Marge, and Kathy left. Bill stood, his nose in a corner, sniffling, but trying to not draw attention to himself. Given a moment’s thought, this attempt was more than a little silly. He stood in his own living room, naked, and sporting a flaming red bottom. His wife, Vickie, was standing behind him, pondering the view. Bill was definitely showing signs of bruising. It had been a unique celebration of Vickie’s 28th birthday.
Spanking was not a part of their relationship until today, although Bill had hinted and pushed to add it for some time. Bill wanted to do the spanking, and while Vickie was also interested in spanking, she had no desire whatever to be the one spanked.
Bill had also pushed the boundaries of their domestic relationship lately. He did little to contribute around the house; Bill kept his own hours with little regard for his wife’s plans or concerns; he treated Vickie with no respect. In summary, he screwed up on a regular basis.
All of this finally drove Vickie’s decision to make a major change in their relationship. And what better time to do it than on her birthday? She reasoned the shift might be too abrupt to enact all on her own, but she knew two very experienced spankers whom she was sure would be happy to help her. Kathy, Bill’s older sister, spanked him when they were both younger, and her neighbor, Vera Kennedy, raised two sons and her own husband, trained to the paddle. Though not a spanker, Vickie added Marge to the party out of friendship. What an addition that turned out to be!
Each of the women spanked Bill, and each had, in their own way, done an impressive job. Well, Marge was perhaps less impressive than she was amazing. Vera opened the festivities like a real pro, first with her hand, then progressing to the paddle Vickie now held. Kathy did a creditable job carrying on where Vera left off. Marge’s spanking of Bill was more a demonstration of orgasmic delight. It was obvious to all, Marge not only climaxed (impressively) while she spanked Bill, but she nearly brought him to completion as well. Vickie was surprised and fascinated by this performance by Marge, while more than a little irritated with the response from her husband.
Now it is Vickie’s turn. She’s never spanked a man, although the desire has been there many times over the years. Could she take Bill over her knee and continue the good work the others began? Yes, she decided, she could, and she would enjoy it… a lot. The problem was, the others did such a good job Bill was already swollen and bruised. Vickie wanted a more pristine bottom upon which to perform her debut opus.
“Vickie…” Bill started after the silence became unbearable.
“Quiet, Bill,” Vickie interrupted, in a low voice. “I don’t want to hear a word from you when you are doing corner time. This will be a recurring activity for you, so we might as well establish the rules of conduct now.” Vickie approached her husband as she spoke, holding Vera’s paddle in her left hand, and gave him a firm spank with her right when she reached his side. “One,” she said, beginning a spanking by the numbers in traditional birthday fashion.
“Ouch!” Bill exclaimed, jumped in position, and reached back to cover his bottom. “That really hurts, Vick.”
Smack!! “Two,” Vickie counted, delivering a hard spank below the reach of Bill’s hands. “Did you forget the no-talking rule already?” Smack!! “Three.
“Besides, I think you should show more respect when you are punished, don’t you?” Smack!! “Four. Why don’t you use the word ‘ma’am’ when you address me under these circumstances? Put your nose a little deeper into the corner, and stick that hot bottom out for me, and don’t you dare put your hands back to interfere.” Smack!! “Five.
“Ow! Damn, Vick,” Bill complained, but assumed the required position, resting his forehead against the walls, clasping his hands together before his stomach, and thrusting his multi-hued bottom out for his wife’s attentions.
Smack!! “Six. Keep your hands at your sides.” Smack!! “Seven. Vera was right.” Smack!! “Eight. You are a slow learner.” Smack!! “Nine. I don’t want to hear another word from you, except the words, ‘yes ma’am’ or ‘no ma’am’.” Smack!! “Ten. Unless I ask for your input.” Smack!! “Eleven. Do you understand me, Bill?”
“Ow, yes, ma’am,” Bill muttered.
Smack!! “Twelve. Do you understand me?!” she repeated in almost a growl. Smack!! “Thirteen.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“Now do you want to tell me what that little performance you and Marge put on was all about?” Smack!! “Fourteen.” Smack!! “Fifteen.” Vickie delivered those two spanks with all of her strength, pivoting from her toes and using her legs and torso to generate additional power.
“Ow! Please, Vick, uh, please ma’am, not so hard. It wasn’t my fault.”
Smack!! “Sixteen. You didn’t seem to mind her attentions.” Smack!! “Seventeen. Do you want to explain the erection you were sporting when you left her lap?” Smack!! “Eighteen.” Smack!! “Nineteen.”
“I couldn’t help it, honest. What do you want me to say? I didn’t mean it,” Bill whined.
Smack!! “Twenty.” Smack!! “Twenty-one. I guess you enjoyed being stripped naked in front of all of us women and having your little bottom spanked by your sister and the neighbor ladies. Is that it?” Smack!! “Twenty-two.”
“Yes… No… I don’t know.” Bill squirmed from foot to foot in some considerable distress, but he still kept his bottom outthrust as if welcoming his wife’s spanking hand.
Smack!! “Twenty-three. Keep talking.” Smack!! “Twenty-four.”
“Please, I like the idea of spanking. I’ve always wanted to give a woman a spanking; as long as I can remember, I’ve fantasized about spanking,” Bill blurted out in a rush.
Smack!! “Twenty-five. But you’re not excited now, are you? Your little willy is just that… little.” Smack!! “Twenty-six. Why do you suppose that is?” Smack!! “Twenty-seven.”
“It hurts, ma’am. It hurts a lot,” Bill sobbed.
Smack!! “Twenty-eight! That is the difference between punishment and erotic spanking play, dear. We’ll likely engage in both, so I’m glad you can tell the difference. I do not want you to be confused between the two.
“I asked the ladies to warm you up good, and they did an excellent job. Such a good job, in fact, I have to put off the paddling I planned for you for another few days, so your bruises heal. Make no mistake, though, I intend to have my turn at this naughty bottom this week, and for many weeks to come.” As she spoke, Vickie transferred Vera’s paddle from her left hand to her right. “You’ve got one more to grow on, dear, then you can go to bed early. I’ll come in later to apply a little cream to this ravished tush. I love my naughty boy,” she said fondly before using her entire body to enter a full windup and top off this spanking by the numbers.
WHAP!!!
END of Part 5
Revised July 2022.
The story continues with Part 6.
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