Ellen spent the next week enforcing her disciplinary control over her husband, John.
John was fifty-years-old but had readily accepted his forty-eight-year-old wife’s authority over him. In fact he got aroused every time Ellen ordered him to lower his trousers and underpants and even as his bottom stung he happily gave his wife tongue sex before wanking off in front of her. Even after a hand spanking and a spanking with the particularly painful wooden backed paddle hairbrush Ellen so enjoyed using on him.
Ellen was initially turned on by spanking her husband although always told John that the disciplinary element came first and the orgasms were secondary. Given the choice she told herself that John doing as he was told was the main reason for her spanking him. It didn’t matter that he had an erection before going across her lap nor that it returned within seconds of him getting up even though he was rubbing his stinging bottom and stepping from foot to foot. Nor did the great tongue sex mean as much to her as the fact John was now much more helpful around the house and the tensions caused by his previous laziness had eased.
Ellen had emailed Mary that first evening as John stood rubbing his bottom and told her she had spanked her husband.
Mary emailed back reminding Ellen to be strict with John and not to give him any second chances.
Ellen had most certainly been strict with John and had ended up spanking him five times in that first week.
Today John went to watch his favourite football team with a group of friends and they were going to the pub afterwards. Ellen knew John would be out of the house for a good five hours and took the opportunity to ask Mary to come over so she could thank her properly for helping her change her husband’s attitude.
Mary arrived twenty minutes after John had left. Ellen smiled at Mary who looked so pretty in her red vest top with a bare midriff, a short white skirt, and with bare legs. Of course at just twenty-years-old she could dress like that, Ellen told herself. It was a very different style to her own short-sleeved floral dress with a hem just above her knees although she too had bare legs.
“Do come in, Mary,” Ellen said in a welcoming tone. “You do look nice,” she added with a smile.
Mary walked in also smiling and said, “I do like your dress as well.”
Ellen felt good at the compliment as she showed Mary in to the living room.
“Coffee?” Ellen asked.
“I would love one thank you, Ellen,” Mary replied as she looked around the room and her eyes focussed on the computer.
“Has John loaded any more photos, Ellen?” Mary asked still smiling.
“I don’t think so,” Ellen replied, adding, “I monitor his computer time. One hour each evening and I keep looking at the screen.”
“Good girl,” Mary said nodding her head. “I am sure he won’t want you to catch him out again.”
Mary blushed and said, “I want to thank you, Mary. I would have reacted very differently if you hadn’t said what you did. Goodness knows as well if I had taken the computer in to the local shop for them to find out why it was going so slowly.”
Mary smiled and said knowingly, “So many people get caught out like that.”
Ellen continued, “Anyway, like I said I wanted to say thank you and ask if there was anything I could do for you?”
Mary gave Ellen a wicked smile and said, “Well there is one thing. When I was here I looked at your bottom and reckoned it was a very spankable one. So I wouldn’t mind putting you across my lap and giving you a bare bottom spanking.”
Ellen gasped but smiled and replied, “Of course. If you want to, Mary.”
Mary said immediately, “Great. So let’s go over to the dining table and I will sit on one of those high backed chairs.”
Ellen followed Mary who went to the dining table and turned a chair in to the room. She watched as Mary sat down and crossed her legs. She looked so strict.
Mary looked up at Ellen and ordered, “I want you to get undressed, Ellen, so I can spank you when you are naked.”
Ellen gulped at the instruction. It was many years since anyone other than John had seen her naked and Mary was just twenty-years-old so less than half her own age. However she put that momentary thought to one side and quickly slipped her dress down her arms and stepped out of it. After folding it and putting it on another chair she unclipped her bra and let the straps slide down her arms. She caught the bra and placed that on top of the dress. That left only her knickers and taking a deep breath she put her thumbs inside the elastic and pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them and placed them with the bra on her dress. She turned and looked at Mary feeling embarrassed as her pussy and full breasts were on show.
Mary smiled as she watched Ellen undress. She kept her legs and arms crossed as Ellen took her clothes off and stayed like that as Ellen turned to face her. Mary looked at Ellen’s full breasts and at her pussy. How sexy, she thought.
However Mary didn’t dwell on Ellen’s figure as there would be time for that later, she hoped. Instead she wagged her finger at Ellen and asked, “Did you want to be spanked, Ellen as you agreed very quickly.”
Ellen was surprised at the question and how perceptive Mary had been. “I did like the idea of being spanked. In fact I had thought about it these last few days. John always had his erection both before and after I spanked him. I was sort of turned on to begin with but then just saw it as something that had to be done to enforce my control over him.”
“You mean you don’t get turned on any more?” Mary demanded to know.
“I don’t,” Ellen conceded.
Mary shrugged her shoulders. “That is ok, Ellen. Spanking John is just something that you must do to change his attitude. It doesn’t matter if he is turned on and you are not. Just keep doing it. OK?”
“Yes, Mary. I intend to,” Ellen replied
Mary sat back and said, “How do you feel now you are about to go across my lap?”
Ellen blushed. “I think I am turned on, Mary,” Ellen admitted.
“Good,” Mary said firmly. “Let’s see if you are still turned on after I have dealt with you. Now get across my lap,” she ordered.
Ellen looked at Mary’s lap and saw the skirt was so high she would be lying across her bare thighs. That sent quivers through her pussy as she eased herself down across Mary’s lap. As she settled her full weight across Mary’s lap she looked at the backs of her legs and liked the feeling of submission she was experiencing. It didn’t matter Mary was so much younger than her. Not at all, in fact. What was important was that she wanted to follow Mary’s instructions just as John now followed hers.
Mary held her arms clear as Ellen bent across her lap and felt turned on as her full weight lay across her thighs. She looked down and saw a very spankable bare bottom as she rested her open palm on Ellen’s bare bottom cheeks and started to rub in circles.
Ellen gasped as she felt Mary’s hand rubbing her bottom. It was so sensual. Of course she knew that nice erotic feeling would not last long and there would be a very painful period to come. Just how long she didn’t know and knew that would be for Mary to decide.
Ellen focused again on the spanking she was about to receive. She had a sudden pang of conscience as she recalled how she had wondered over the last few days what it would be like to be spanked herself. She never had been before although many of her friends had been. So when she saw all those photographs on her computer albeit of men being spanked by women, she realised soon afterwards that she was being turned on by the thought of being spanked by a woman herself.
"I am sorry, Mary,” Ellen said although not knowing what exactly she was sorry for.
Mary kept on rubbing and spoke to Ellen as she looked at the back of her head and smiling said "There is no need for you to be sorry, Ellen. I know plenty of women who enjoy being spanked just as I know as many women who enjoy giving the spanking. Some for sexual pleasure but just as many do it for purely disciplinary purposes."
Ellen looked at Mary’s painted toes and thought how much she liked the colour. However she also asked, "Which will this be?"
Mary replied sternly, "Well I do think that I should give you a disciplinary spanking." After a few moments she added in a more suggestive tone, "Afterwards we will have to see."
Ellen at least knew that the spanking was going to be a severe one. She also told herself to obey Mary throughout. Then just maybe Mary would hold her tightly afterwards as she cried.
“I haven’t ever been spanked before,” Ellen added thinking it was best to tell Mary.
“No problem there, Ellen. Just stay in place and don’t worry when the tears start to flow.
John was fifty-years-old but had readily accepted his forty-eight-year-old wife’s authority over him. In fact he got aroused every time Ellen ordered him to lower his trousers and underpants and even as his bottom stung he happily gave his wife tongue sex before wanking off in front of her. Even after a hand spanking and a spanking with the particularly painful wooden backed paddle hairbrush Ellen so enjoyed using on him.
Ellen was initially turned on by spanking her husband although always told John that the disciplinary element came first and the orgasms were secondary. Given the choice she told herself that John doing as he was told was the main reason for her spanking him. It didn’t matter that he had an erection before going across her lap nor that it returned within seconds of him getting up even though he was rubbing his stinging bottom and stepping from foot to foot. Nor did the great tongue sex mean as much to her as the fact John was now much more helpful around the house and the tensions caused by his previous laziness had eased.
Ellen had emailed Mary that first evening as John stood rubbing his bottom and told her she had spanked her husband.
Mary emailed back reminding Ellen to be strict with John and not to give him any second chances.
Ellen had most certainly been strict with John and had ended up spanking him five times in that first week.
Today John went to watch his favourite football team with a group of friends and they were going to the pub afterwards. Ellen knew John would be out of the house for a good five hours and took the opportunity to ask Mary to come over so she could thank her properly for helping her change her husband’s attitude.
Mary arrived twenty minutes after John had left. Ellen smiled at Mary who looked so pretty in her red vest top with a bare midriff, a short white skirt, and with bare legs. Of course at just twenty-years-old she could dress like that, Ellen told herself. It was a very different style to her own short-sleeved floral dress with a hem just above her knees although she too had bare legs.
“Do come in, Mary,” Ellen said in a welcoming tone. “You do look nice,” she added with a smile.
Mary walked in also smiling and said, “I do like your dress as well.”
Ellen felt good at the compliment as she showed Mary in to the living room.
“Coffee?” Ellen asked.
“I would love one thank you, Ellen,” Mary replied as she looked around the room and her eyes focussed on the computer.
“Has John loaded any more photos, Ellen?” Mary asked still smiling.
“I don’t think so,” Ellen replied, adding, “I monitor his computer time. One hour each evening and I keep looking at the screen.”
“Good girl,” Mary said nodding her head. “I am sure he won’t want you to catch him out again.”
Mary blushed and said, “I want to thank you, Mary. I would have reacted very differently if you hadn’t said what you did. Goodness knows as well if I had taken the computer in to the local shop for them to find out why it was going so slowly.”
Mary smiled and said knowingly, “So many people get caught out like that.”
Ellen continued, “Anyway, like I said I wanted to say thank you and ask if there was anything I could do for you?”
Mary gave Ellen a wicked smile and said, “Well there is one thing. When I was here I looked at your bottom and reckoned it was a very spankable one. So I wouldn’t mind putting you across my lap and giving you a bare bottom spanking.”
Ellen gasped but smiled and replied, “Of course. If you want to, Mary.”
Mary said immediately, “Great. So let’s go over to the dining table and I will sit on one of those high backed chairs.”
Ellen followed Mary who went to the dining table and turned a chair in to the room. She watched as Mary sat down and crossed her legs. She looked so strict.
Mary looked up at Ellen and ordered, “I want you to get undressed, Ellen, so I can spank you when you are naked.”
Ellen gulped at the instruction. It was many years since anyone other than John had seen her naked and Mary was just twenty-years-old so less than half her own age. However she put that momentary thought to one side and quickly slipped her dress down her arms and stepped out of it. After folding it and putting it on another chair she unclipped her bra and let the straps slide down her arms. She caught the bra and placed that on top of the dress. That left only her knickers and taking a deep breath she put her thumbs inside the elastic and pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them and placed them with the bra on her dress. She turned and looked at Mary feeling embarrassed as her pussy and full breasts were on show.
Mary smiled as she watched Ellen undress. She kept her legs and arms crossed as Ellen took her clothes off and stayed like that as Ellen turned to face her. Mary looked at Ellen’s full breasts and at her pussy. How sexy, she thought.
However Mary didn’t dwell on Ellen’s figure as there would be time for that later, she hoped. Instead she wagged her finger at Ellen and asked, “Did you want to be spanked, Ellen as you agreed very quickly.”
Ellen was surprised at the question and how perceptive Mary had been. “I did like the idea of being spanked. In fact I had thought about it these last few days. John always had his erection both before and after I spanked him. I was sort of turned on to begin with but then just saw it as something that had to be done to enforce my control over him.”
“You mean you don’t get turned on any more?” Mary demanded to know.
“I don’t,” Ellen conceded.
Mary shrugged her shoulders. “That is ok, Ellen. Spanking John is just something that you must do to change his attitude. It doesn’t matter if he is turned on and you are not. Just keep doing it. OK?”
“Yes, Mary. I intend to,” Ellen replied
Mary sat back and said, “How do you feel now you are about to go across my lap?”
Ellen blushed. “I think I am turned on, Mary,” Ellen admitted.
“Good,” Mary said firmly. “Let’s see if you are still turned on after I have dealt with you. Now get across my lap,” she ordered.
Ellen looked at Mary’s lap and saw the skirt was so high she would be lying across her bare thighs. That sent quivers through her pussy as she eased herself down across Mary’s lap. As she settled her full weight across Mary’s lap she looked at the backs of her legs and liked the feeling of submission she was experiencing. It didn’t matter Mary was so much younger than her. Not at all, in fact. What was important was that she wanted to follow Mary’s instructions just as John now followed hers.
Mary held her arms clear as Ellen bent across her lap and felt turned on as her full weight lay across her thighs. She looked down and saw a very spankable bare bottom as she rested her open palm on Ellen’s bare bottom cheeks and started to rub in circles.
Ellen gasped as she felt Mary’s hand rubbing her bottom. It was so sensual. Of course she knew that nice erotic feeling would not last long and there would be a very painful period to come. Just how long she didn’t know and knew that would be for Mary to decide.
Ellen focused again on the spanking she was about to receive. She had a sudden pang of conscience as she recalled how she had wondered over the last few days what it would be like to be spanked herself. She never had been before although many of her friends had been. So when she saw all those photographs on her computer albeit of men being spanked by women, she realised soon afterwards that she was being turned on by the thought of being spanked by a woman herself.
"I am sorry, Mary,” Ellen said although not knowing what exactly she was sorry for.
Mary kept on rubbing and spoke to Ellen as she looked at the back of her head and smiling said "There is no need for you to be sorry, Ellen. I know plenty of women who enjoy being spanked just as I know as many women who enjoy giving the spanking. Some for sexual pleasure but just as many do it for purely disciplinary purposes."
Ellen looked at Mary’s painted toes and thought how much she liked the colour. However she also asked, "Which will this be?"
Mary replied sternly, "Well I do think that I should give you a disciplinary spanking." After a few moments she added in a more suggestive tone, "Afterwards we will have to see."
Ellen at least knew that the spanking was going to be a severe one. She also told herself to obey Mary throughout. Then just maybe Mary would hold her tightly afterwards as she cried.
“I haven’t ever been spanked before,” Ellen added thinking it was best to tell Mary.
“No problem there, Ellen. Just stay in place and don’t worry when the tears start to flow.
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“Yes, Mary. I will stay in place,” Ellen replied in a worried and tense tone of voice.
Mary was satisfied that Ellen was prepared for a hard spanking. She had spanked plenty of her friends and some on several occasions. They were mainly sexual and followed by a night of making out. A few were disciplinary. They were usually after the friend in question had argued or been rude knowing she would be spanked because of her ‘attitude.’
Mary had never been spanked and nor did she want to be. She did enjoy giving a spanking and in fact the disciplinary spankings were the ones she enjoyed giving the most. She loved it when she reduced the woman or man she was spanking to tears. It was so erotic and she had often made out afterwards and if that didn’t satisfy her graving’s she masturbated at home in bed.
With Ellen she was satisfied that a long hard spanking was called for. So she raised her hand and brought her open palm down hard on Ellen’s bare bottom and enjoyed the squeaky gasp it drew. Mary didn’t allow Ellen any time to recover and landed another spank on her other bottom cheek. As Ellen gasped Mary proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks and enjoyed watching Ellen’s bottom turn deeper and deeper shades of red. Of course she also spanked the backs of Ellen’s thighs knowing the gasps would be even louder.
Ellen gasped as each spank landed. She had watched John squirm around on her lap and assumed it was because he was turned on and was actually rubbing his penis against her thigh. However she now knew that wasn’t the reason he squirmed. It was because of the increasingly intense stinging feeling across her whole bottom and the tops of her legs. So as her bottom started to sting so she was unable to stop herself squirming around on Mary’s lap.
Mary kept on spanking as Ellen’s gasps got louder and louder and she started to squirm around on her lap. There was something quite sensual having a woman over double her own age struggling as she spanked her. It was better than when spanking someone her own age. Here she had a woman who had never before been spanked across her lap having her bottom and legs turned a bright and glowing red. Even better was when she heard Ellen start to sob and saw tears running down her face. That really was a turn-on.
Ellen struggled as the stinging intensified. She really could not understand how come John was so turned on by being spanked. It was a huge mistake having Mary spank her she told herself. Even so she was determined to stay across Mary’s lap and let her decide when the spanking should end. After all Mary had helped her change John and that was worth one albeit painful spanking. Her thoughts about being spanked pretty much ended there as she started to cry and her eyes filled with tears. This really was a very hard spanking Mary was giving her.
Mary continued to spank Ellen even as she squirmed around on her lap and kicked her legs and her bottom was a beautiful glowing red. She also kept on spanking Ellen as her feelings were very different to normal. She usually spanked a woman or man who was used to being spanked even if it was a disciplinary spanking. This though was Ellen’s first ever spanking. Ellen was a spanking virgin and Mary wanted to make sure she got the full experience. That meant lots of tears and a stinging bottom that cannot be sat on comfortably for a day or even two as well as stinging tops of her legs.
Mary stopped spanking Ellen and rubbing her bottom listened to her crying. It sounded so good and she was really getting turned on as she listened.
Ellen thought the spanking was over but gasped when she heard, “Get up, Ellen, and fetch me a hairbrush. You told me you bought a few to use on John.”
Ellen cried out in dismay as she eased herself up and went to the side cabinet where she kept a couple of the wicked wooden backed hairbrushes. She opened the drawer and took out one she had used on John just a few hours ago. She handed it to Mary.
Mary took the hairbrush and ordered, “Get back across my lap, Ellen. I think forty spanks on each bottom cheek should be enough.”
Ellen wailed as she heard the number of spanks she was going to get. It wasn’t as many as she gave John but she knew it would be much more painful than the hand spanking. She was right as her crying continued unabated as the spanks kept on landing all over her bottom.
Mary continued to land spank after spank even as it was clear that Ellen was struggling. She had told Ellen she would be getting forty spanks on each bottom cheek and she certainly wasn’t going to give her any less.
Mary counted out the forty spanks and when she had given Ellen the full tariff she stopped the spanking and rubbed Ellen’s very hot bottom cheeks.
Ellen stayed across Mary’s lap even after the spanking had stopped. She lay there crying and felt the tears running down her face as she also felt Mary’s hand rubbing her bottom cheeks and then squeezing them which for some reason she found helped her.
“Get up, Ellen,” Mary ordered. When Mary lay there she gave her a dozen more spanks with the hairbrush which got the expected reaction.
Ellen eased herself up from Mary’s lap and still crying her hands rushed to her bottom and she rubbed feverishly. She looked at Mary through tear-filled eyes as she stepped from foot to foot. She hated the spanking and never wanted another one.
Except after a couple of minutes Ellen felt differently. She was still rubbing her bottom but the stinging was not so terrible any more. In fact it was a quite different sensation. She realised she was getting turned on by the still intense bit more manageable stinging as well as the stern look Mary was giving her.
Mary looked at Ellen with a wicked smile. She wasn’t sure but the way Ellen kept stepping from foot to foot but rubbing her bottom as well suggested she was coming to terms with the spanking. In fact as she focussed on Ellen’s pussy lips she saw her sex juice glistening.
“I see you are turned on, Ellen. Would you like it if we went to your bedroom for a while?”
Ellen was still sniffing back her tears as she realised just how turned on she was. Now she understood why John was turned on so much after she spanked him. She smiled at Mary through her tears and replied a fervent, “Yes please, Mary.”
Mary stood up and whilst Ellen stood watching she slipped her vest top over her head and put it on the table. Her bra followed and then her skirt and finally her knickers.
Ellen watched Mary undress with breathlessness and increasing flutters inside her pussy.
Taking Ellen’s hand Mary gently pulled her close to her, her breasts pressing against Ellen’s and she leaned forward and kissed Ellen on the lips.
Ellen was tentative at first but soon kissed back hard and parting her lips was delighted as Mary’s tongue entered her mouth and their tongues intertwined.
After a few loving kisses Mary whispered in to Ellen’s ear, “Let’s go to your bedroom.”
Ellen was smiling even as she wiped away her tears and led Mary out of the room and up the stairs. Ellen could not stop rubbing her bottom but was now enjoying the stinging sensation. She might not be able to sit down comfortably but this was a sensation she had never had before and she told herself she wanted to repeat the experience. With Mary.
Moments later the two women lay on the bed kissing and caressing each other.
Ellen was lost in the erotic sensation and gasped as Mary kissed and sucked her breasts and worked her lips down her tummy and towards her pussy lips.
Ellen kissed Mary’s tummy and soon both were kissing and licking the others very wet pussy lips. Both were gasping and came together with loud erotic sensual gasps.
The kissing and cuddling and caressing continued as both wanted to make out again.
Ellen knew she was turned on more than she had ever been before and between kisses said to Mary, “That was so wonderful. It hurt but you must do it again. Please promise, Mary,” she pleaded.
Mary kissed and caressed Ellen and replied, “Of course I will, Ellen.”
Mary pulled herself away slightly and looking in to Ellen’s eyes said sternly, “I am in charge of you just as you are in charge of John. In fact I am in charge of both of you. When I am in charge you will address me as Miss Mary. Understood, Ellen?”
Ellen swallowed but nodded her head and said a respectful, “Yes, Miss Mary. Always Miss Mary.”
Mary smiled as she gave Ellen a smack on her bottom and watched tears well up again. She leaned forward and kissed Ellen and felt her kiss her back.
Ellen gasped at the smack but loved the feeling of being under Mary’s control. She told herself she would still be in charge of John but this was something she would also enjoy.
Ellen parted her lips and once again welcomed Mary’s searching tongue in to her mouth as she and Mary renewed their sensual journey. A journey Ellen hoped she would travel many times again with the young but beautifully dominant Mary.
“Yes, Mary. I will stay in place,” Ellen replied in a worried and tense tone of voice.
Mary was satisfied that Ellen was prepared for a hard spanking. She had spanked plenty of her friends and some on several occasions. They were mainly sexual and followed by a night of making out. A few were disciplinary. They were usually after the friend in question had argued or been rude knowing she would be spanked because of her ‘attitude.’
Mary had never been spanked and nor did she want to be. She did enjoy giving a spanking and in fact the disciplinary spankings were the ones she enjoyed giving the most. She loved it when she reduced the woman or man she was spanking to tears. It was so erotic and she had often made out afterwards and if that didn’t satisfy her graving’s she masturbated at home in bed.
With Ellen she was satisfied that a long hard spanking was called for. So she raised her hand and brought her open palm down hard on Ellen’s bare bottom and enjoyed the squeaky gasp it drew. Mary didn’t allow Ellen any time to recover and landed another spank on her other bottom cheek. As Ellen gasped Mary proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks and enjoyed watching Ellen’s bottom turn deeper and deeper shades of red. Of course she also spanked the backs of Ellen’s thighs knowing the gasps would be even louder.
Ellen gasped as each spank landed. She had watched John squirm around on her lap and assumed it was because he was turned on and was actually rubbing his penis against her thigh. However she now knew that wasn’t the reason he squirmed. It was because of the increasingly intense stinging feeling across her whole bottom and the tops of her legs. So as her bottom started to sting so she was unable to stop herself squirming around on Mary’s lap.
Mary kept on spanking as Ellen’s gasps got louder and louder and she started to squirm around on her lap. There was something quite sensual having a woman over double her own age struggling as she spanked her. It was better than when spanking someone her own age. Here she had a woman who had never before been spanked across her lap having her bottom and legs turned a bright and glowing red. Even better was when she heard Ellen start to sob and saw tears running down her face. That really was a turn-on.
Ellen struggled as the stinging intensified. She really could not understand how come John was so turned on by being spanked. It was a huge mistake having Mary spank her she told herself. Even so she was determined to stay across Mary’s lap and let her decide when the spanking should end. After all Mary had helped her change John and that was worth one albeit painful spanking. Her thoughts about being spanked pretty much ended there as she started to cry and her eyes filled with tears. This really was a very hard spanking Mary was giving her.
Mary continued to spank Ellen even as she squirmed around on her lap and kicked her legs and her bottom was a beautiful glowing red. She also kept on spanking Ellen as her feelings were very different to normal. She usually spanked a woman or man who was used to being spanked even if it was a disciplinary spanking. This though was Ellen’s first ever spanking. Ellen was a spanking virgin and Mary wanted to make sure she got the full experience. That meant lots of tears and a stinging bottom that cannot be sat on comfortably for a day or even two as well as stinging tops of her legs.
Mary stopped spanking Ellen and rubbing her bottom listened to her crying. It sounded so good and she was really getting turned on as she listened.
Ellen thought the spanking was over but gasped when she heard, “Get up, Ellen, and fetch me a hairbrush. You told me you bought a few to use on John.”
Ellen cried out in dismay as she eased herself up and went to the side cabinet where she kept a couple of the wicked wooden backed hairbrushes. She opened the drawer and took out one she had used on John just a few hours ago. She handed it to Mary.
Mary took the hairbrush and ordered, “Get back across my lap, Ellen. I think forty spanks on each bottom cheek should be enough.”
Ellen wailed as she heard the number of spanks she was going to get. It wasn’t as many as she gave John but she knew it would be much more painful than the hand spanking. She was right as her crying continued unabated as the spanks kept on landing all over her bottom.
Mary continued to land spank after spank even as it was clear that Ellen was struggling. She had told Ellen she would be getting forty spanks on each bottom cheek and she certainly wasn’t going to give her any less.
Mary counted out the forty spanks and when she had given Ellen the full tariff she stopped the spanking and rubbed Ellen’s very hot bottom cheeks.
Ellen stayed across Mary’s lap even after the spanking had stopped. She lay there crying and felt the tears running down her face as she also felt Mary’s hand rubbing her bottom cheeks and then squeezing them which for some reason she found helped her.
“Get up, Ellen,” Mary ordered. When Mary lay there she gave her a dozen more spanks with the hairbrush which got the expected reaction.
Ellen eased herself up from Mary’s lap and still crying her hands rushed to her bottom and she rubbed feverishly. She looked at Mary through tear-filled eyes as she stepped from foot to foot. She hated the spanking and never wanted another one.
Except after a couple of minutes Ellen felt differently. She was still rubbing her bottom but the stinging was not so terrible any more. In fact it was a quite different sensation. She realised she was getting turned on by the still intense bit more manageable stinging as well as the stern look Mary was giving her.
Mary looked at Ellen with a wicked smile. She wasn’t sure but the way Ellen kept stepping from foot to foot but rubbing her bottom as well suggested she was coming to terms with the spanking. In fact as she focussed on Ellen’s pussy lips she saw her sex juice glistening.
“I see you are turned on, Ellen. Would you like it if we went to your bedroom for a while?”
Ellen was still sniffing back her tears as she realised just how turned on she was. Now she understood why John was turned on so much after she spanked him. She smiled at Mary through her tears and replied a fervent, “Yes please, Mary.”
Mary stood up and whilst Ellen stood watching she slipped her vest top over her head and put it on the table. Her bra followed and then her skirt and finally her knickers.
Ellen watched Mary undress with breathlessness and increasing flutters inside her pussy.
Taking Ellen’s hand Mary gently pulled her close to her, her breasts pressing against Ellen’s and she leaned forward and kissed Ellen on the lips.
Ellen was tentative at first but soon kissed back hard and parting her lips was delighted as Mary’s tongue entered her mouth and their tongues intertwined.
After a few loving kisses Mary whispered in to Ellen’s ear, “Let’s go to your bedroom.”
Ellen was smiling even as she wiped away her tears and led Mary out of the room and up the stairs. Ellen could not stop rubbing her bottom but was now enjoying the stinging sensation. She might not be able to sit down comfortably but this was a sensation she had never had before and she told herself she wanted to repeat the experience. With Mary.
Moments later the two women lay on the bed kissing and caressing each other.
Ellen was lost in the erotic sensation and gasped as Mary kissed and sucked her breasts and worked her lips down her tummy and towards her pussy lips.
Ellen kissed Mary’s tummy and soon both were kissing and licking the others very wet pussy lips. Both were gasping and came together with loud erotic sensual gasps.
The kissing and cuddling and caressing continued as both wanted to make out again.
Ellen knew she was turned on more than she had ever been before and between kisses said to Mary, “That was so wonderful. It hurt but you must do it again. Please promise, Mary,” she pleaded.
Mary kissed and caressed Ellen and replied, “Of course I will, Ellen.”
Mary pulled herself away slightly and looking in to Ellen’s eyes said sternly, “I am in charge of you just as you are in charge of John. In fact I am in charge of both of you. When I am in charge you will address me as Miss Mary. Understood, Ellen?”
Ellen swallowed but nodded her head and said a respectful, “Yes, Miss Mary. Always Miss Mary.”
Mary smiled as she gave Ellen a smack on her bottom and watched tears well up again. She leaned forward and kissed Ellen and felt her kiss her back.
Ellen gasped at the smack but loved the feeling of being under Mary’s control. She told herself she would still be in charge of John but this was something she would also enjoy.
Ellen parted her lips and once again welcomed Mary’s searching tongue in to her mouth as she and Mary renewed their sensual journey. A journey Ellen hoped she would travel many times again with the young but beautifully dominant Mary.
