Sarah was enjoying her holiday in Hawaii. It was a lovely hotel and her room had a direct sea view and also a view of the large swimming pool with all the men and women guests in their skimpy trunks and bikinis. She sat on her balcony people-watching and imagining herself giving blow jobs right there by the pool to a whole series of men and tongue sex to so many of the gorgeous looking women.
At dinner, Sarah and her hubby were at a table with friends from San Francisco who they liked to meet up with and who were both in their late fifties. Janet had lovely dark hair and a beautiful face, particularly when she smiled and was great fun to be with. She was shorter than Sarah but was a chubby lady with wonderfully sexy large breasts. Jeff was taller and also with a great sense of humour. Sarah liked the idea they were older than her and knew that they would be up for humiliating her.
Today was the end of the first week, and this evening Sarah’s hubby had gone to watch a football match with a couple of guys and a very sexy looking woman and Sarah knew he wouldn't be back for hours, so it was the ideal time to play out a scenario with Janet and Jeff. Janet decided that afternoon that she and Jeff would act out being Sarah’s parents and that Sarah would be treated like a sixteen-year-old who was often sulky and answered her parents back. They knew that Sarah loved to be humiliated in public including being scolded and even spanked and Janet in particular was really up for that.
The three of them met in the bar and had a couple of pre-dinner drinks. Sarah wore a white floral dress with one shoulder strap and the other shoulder bare. The dress hugged her body and showed off the clear outline of her breasts which weren’t as busty as Janet but she knew were admired by the men who gazed at her when she was in her very skimpy bikini. Janet was in a sleeveless black dress with a low-neck line and a hem that showed off her gorgeously sexy legs. Both Sarah and Janet had bare legs as it was comfortably hot even in the restaurant. Jeff was in a short sleeved open necked shirt and slacks.
As they walked in to dinner, Janet reminded Sarah that she was going to be treated as though she were sixteen and a definite rule was that there must be no technology whilst at the dinner table. That was like a red rag to Sarah who simply could not resist getting out her phone whilst waiting for the dessert knowing that Janet would tell her off. As Sarah looked at her phone she felt flutters flying deep inside her vagina as she saw Janet glaring at her from the corner of her eye.
"I said no technology at the table," Janet said loudly to Sarah.
Sarah kept looking at her phone as she muttered a weary, "Just a minute," adding after a moment, "It's important."
Janet shot back with a firm, "No technology means no technology so hand me your phone now."
Sarah saw Janet hold out her hand across the table but ignored her.
"Now!" Janet shouted.
Sarah could feel people at other tables looking across at them which really turned her on as she looked up at Janet and pulled a rude face as she handed the phone to her. Janet continued, "Right. I've had it with you. Take your knickers off and put them on the table as you are going to get such a spanking."
Sarah blushed at the instruction but got even more turned on as she looked around and saw so many faces staring at her. She didn't argue though and raising her bottom up from the chair she pulled her dress up above her waist and sliding her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers pushed them downwards whilst lifting her legs and sliding her knickers off and placed them on the table beside her cutlery.
Just then the waitress who looked to be in her mid-twenties passed by and Janet caught her attention.
"Yes ma'am?" she asked.
Janet kept her annoyed looking demeanour and asked, "Is there a room down here where naughty children can be taken for a spanking?"
The waitress was taken aback by the question but was wide-eyed with the hint of a smile when she saw Sarah's knickers on the table. She looked back towards Janet and replied, "Sorry ma'am but most things take place in the bedrooms." After a moment, she added in what sounded like a helpful tone, "Also, ma'am, if you look in the cupboard in your bedroom you will find a wooden backed clothes brush which is perfect for giving a spanking, erm, so I am told. Anyway, if it isn't there you can call housekeeping and they will bring one to your room."
Janet looked at the waitress and replied, "Thank you, that is very helpful." She then looked sternly at Sarah and ordered, "Leave your knickers on the table and go upstairs. Wait outside my bedroom and I will be up after dessert to deal with you."
Sarah pouted like a stroppy teenager as she stood up and stomped out of the dining room enjoying the stares from the other guests and felt wonderfully humiliated as she heard several make whispered comments about her age and that maybe she was too old to be spanked. She didn't stop, though, and went up in the lift and got out at her floor and walked to Janet's room.
Sarah passed several people coming in the opposite direction knowing they had no idea what was about to happen to her. As she got to Janet's bedroom Sarah had already decided that to intensify her humiliation she pressed her nose against the door and folded her arms behind her back as though on a naughty spot. She held her position and was turned on by the comments of those guests who walked passed her and saw her in her submissive position. There were more whispered comments saying surely she wasn't going to be disciplined as she looked too old. There were guesses about her age and Sarah liked it that most thought she was in her mid to late twenties.
One woman stopped and asked, “What are you doing? No key?”
Sarah kept her nose pressed against the door as she replied, “No, I am waiting for my mum to come upstairs and give me a spanking.”
The woman almost spluttered with surprise. “A spanking?” she asked incredulously. “How old are you?”
“Thirty-four-years-old,” Sarah replied flatly.
The woman was still incredulous. "Thirty-four? Surely you aren’t still spanked at your age?”
Sarah replied, “I don’t think anyone is too old to be spanked as it is more about behaviour. I can tell you that this discipline regime helps keep me better behaved and so that works for everyone.”
After a short pause the woman said knowingly, “Oh I see. Is it a sex game?”
Sarah sounded indignant but was enjoying lying to the woman and replied, “No. I was told not to use my phone at the dinner table and I did and when I break one of my mums rules it earns me a spanking.”
“Oh, I see,” the woman replied suddenly sounding thoughtful. “Have you always been spanked then?”
Sarah lied again. “When I got divorced and had to go back to live with my parents my mum made it a condition that I had to be respectful that it was her house. So, she gave me a set of rules and told me that if I break one, like using my phone at dinner, I will get spanked.”
The woman really did sound inquisitive now as she asked, “How often are you spanked then?”
Sarah waited a moment, making out she was thinking, before replying. “Once a week normally, sometimes twice, and occasionally three times a week.”
“Do you cry?” the woman asked.
“Of course,” Sarah replied in a tone that said, ‘What else?’
The woman replied sounding deep in thought, “I suppose.”
Sarah pictured the woman having a mum like the one she was describing and deciding to give disciplinary control to her. That would be so cool, she thought, and was getting turned on by the fantasy.
The woman said finally, “Well good luck with the spanking. Maybe afterwards I will see you around and we can chat some more about you being spanked?”
With that Sarah heard footsteps disappearing back in the direction they came from. She did glance that way and saw a woman walking back towards the lift and assumed her room was on a different floor and maybe she had followed her out of the restaurant just to speak to her about getting spanked. It was a dreamy thought, anyway, as she waited with her nose once again pressed against the door.
A few minutes later Janet and Jeff walked up to Sarah.
Janet stood behind Sarah and rubbed her dress covered bottom and said sternly, "Let me open the door young missy," and landed a firm spank on her bottom.
Sarah obediently stepped away from the door and watched Janet slide her access card over the lock and push the door open.
Moments later Sarah Janet and Jeff were inside the bedroom. Jeff sat on a high backed wooden chair as Janet turned the dressing table chair into the room. Sarah was made to face the wall with her nose pressed against it.
Janet went to the cupboard and after a few moments said disappointedly, "No clothes brush," and so went to the phone and dialed housekeeping. After asking for one to be delivered to the room she put the phone down and said, "It will be here in five to ten minutes."
Janet looked towards Jeff and saw his penis pressing his trousers outward and knew he had a stiff erection. She smiled as she looked at the back of Sarah's head and ordered, "Turn around, missy."
Sarah did as she was told and keeping her arms folded behind her back stood looking at Janet.
Janet ordered, "Take your dress off."
Sarah unzipped her dress and rolled it down her body feeling erotically humiliated having to get undressed in front of the others. She placed her dress on the bed and turned towards Janet and started to fold her arms again behind her back knowing her small square of pussy hair but her otherwise shaved pussy lips were on show making her feel slutty just like she did at the office when told to undress.
Once Sarah had folded her arms behind her aback again Janet smirked and ordered, "Lose the bra as well, young missy."
Janet and Jeff smiled as Sarah unclipped her bra and slid the straps down her arms catching the bra and putting it on top of her dress on the bed.
Janet enjoyed the sight of the naked and submissive Sarah with her white bikini marks showing so markedly on her breasts compared to the rest of her suntanned skin. After her eyes lingered for a few moments she ordered sternly, "Give Jeff a blow-job while we wait for the clothes brush."
Jeff looked surprised but delighted as he undid his trousers and shook them off his legs quickly followed by his underpants. He watched wide-eyed as Sarah stepped over to him and knelt between his parted legs and nuzzled her head between his thighs knowing she was going to make him come. He gasped as she placed her hand around his penis and squeezed a couple of times before licking his cap and then encircling his penis with her lips and started to lick and suck just as she did to so many men at her office.
Sarah could feel Jeff’s penis stiffen even more and then throb as he groaned out loud as his hot cum spurted out in to her mouth. Sarah kept kissing and sucking as the cum continued until she felt Jeff relax, and she sat back and, with a ,swallowed all of his cum.
There was a knock on the door and Janet opened it wide and saw a housekeeper who can’t have been more than twenty-five-years-old holding out the clothes brush. The young lady smiled as she looked inside the room and saw Sarah on her knees in front of a very happy looking Jeff sitting on the chair with his legs still apart. She smiled again as she watched Sarah wipe her hand across her mouth and saw her glistening face which she knew was smeared cum and she kept smiling as she handed the clothes brush to Janet before turning and walking away down the corridor.
Janet closed the door and turned and glared at Sarah. "Right young missy, now let me deal with you," she said sternly making a point of throwing open the sliding door to the balcony.
During that first week Sarah had happily sunbathed nude on the balcony with its glazed front and lots of guests watched furtively as she stood up and looked out towards the sea as though she didn't realise her naked breasts was so easily seen. Of course, the watching guests didn't know she would go in to the bedroom and lie on the bed and masturbate thinking about all those wide-eyed watching faces looking so enviously at her perfect breasts with their taut nipples as she was turned on by everyone’s envious glares. Now though Sarah realised those same guests would know the crying and sound of the spanking was coming from her room and that she was the most likely recipient of the spanking and would be blushing unstoppably when she next went downstairs.
Janet moved the chair so it was sideways on to the balcony and facing the sofa. Sarah could see that once across Janet's lap her bottom would be towards the balcony although as they were on the fifth floor reckoned that no one would be able to see her bottom. However, it meant the noise of the spanks would be more easily heard by those guests and others who were around the pool.
Janet sat down and pointed to the floor in front of her. "Stand there missy," she ordered.
Sarah swallowed hard as she went and stood on the floor exactly where Janet had pointed. She looked down and saw that Janet had raised the hem of her dress right up so that she would be going across her bare lap which gave her more flutters and brought a smirk to her face. Of course, she was quite used to those moments before going across the spankers lap and knew they were both tense and erotic seconds as she enjoyed the sight of Janet's bare lap.
Sarah gasped as Janet leaned forward and took her arm, turned her sideways on so her naked body was in full view through the glazed balcony and smacked her hard on the back of each leg alternatively giving her six spanks on each leg. As the smacks landed Sarah's cries got louder and louder giving her that feeling of humiliation that she so often craved.
"That's for using your phone at the dinner table, missy," Janet said loudly knowing her voice would carry down to the poolside area. "Now get across my lap young missy so I can teach you a lesson you won't forget."
Sarah could see lots of faces craning upwards and knew they would be able to see her naked breasts although reckoned no one would have a close enough view to see that her nipples were taut from the humiliation. Her legs were stinging as she eased herself down across Janet's lap and lowered her full weight across her bare thighs as her own bare tummy pressed down on Janet's bare thighs. The feel of skin on skin was taking her towards an orgasm and when she felt Janet's hand rubbing her bottom in circles she felt on the verge of an orgasm.
The orgasm never happened though as Janet started to land her open palm on alternate bottom cheeks and as usual the increasingly stingy pain subdued any emerging orgasm.
