Cruel Daddy Weekend - part six
SMACK!, POP!, CRACK!, WHAP, SMAP! Mommy’s wicked hairbrush began it’s job. Gerry gasped at the awful burning deep sting and threw his head back, raising up off the floor with his hands, trying to arch his striped red already sore bottom away from the horrible relentless smacks. “Nooooo MOmmeeee, pleeeasssssse! But he was ignored Mommy’s strong arm rising and falling in fast sets of five then a pause then another fast set of five, etc. The hairbrush kissed his vulnerable bare bottom everywhere, often wickedly right over the plug just to enjoy the “ARRRRRGHHH! Nooo stop!” she got in response, which she of course gleefully ignored. Preferring instead to observe the many colours and contortions, sights and sounds of the proper application of a hairbrush to a naughty bare bottom.
Soon he began to kick and shift and buck over her lap and she knew it was time to change postions. Sandi eyed the clock and grew annoyed, only 30 seconds had elapsed and the rule was no trying to escape for one minute. Her naughty little boy would suffer for that lapse. She pulled and pushed his body round with a few sharp smacks and “MOVE!”’s so his upper body was on the couch, his bottom over her left leg and her right leg over both of his. Reaching for his outside hand she bent his arm and held it fimly against his lower back, leaning her weight into it to keep him still.
Gerry moaned, his face buried in the cushions, his bare bottom now posed perfectly, the arm held behind his back and the leg over the backs of his knees, tilted and upturned his bottom so it perched saucily over his Mommee’s knee, as if daring the stupid hairbrush to do it’s worst! His body shook and his chest heaved in great breaths, his bottom burned all over and he knew they had hardly begun. He had forgotten about the one minute rule, all thoughts but his poor bare cheeks had left his head.
Sandi took a moment to admire the round saucy bottom that Gerry possessed. He was a bicyclist and had that high firm round butt with dimples on the sides that just about pleaded to be spanked. He looked so cute like this, sniffling into the cushions, whimpering and moaning, his hips involuntarily shifting and thrusting from the burn in the back, the black butt plug startlingly lewd between the red cheeks. Sandi stared at it and squirmed on her own black rubber addition. His legs were squeezed together tightly and his balls hidden and she frowned and touched his soft skin at the juncture of his tightly pressed together thighs. “OPEN!” she barked and Gerry immediately opened his legs as wide as he could in this position. Grasping his rather large balls she pulled them back between his legs and held them, “CLOSE!” she snapped, and followed it with a smack of the brush on his bottom when he hesitated.
Gerry clmped his legs back together finally as commanded and almost began to cry, but not quite. Oh man! he thought to himself she gonna spank me there I know,oh no!
“Nooooo , please no,not that anything but that Mommee, please! Spank me longer Mommee, but not that, please why?”
He turned and looked over his shoulder his eyes glistening with unspilled as yet tears, his face in anguish and his eyes frantic.
Sandi sighs softly and smiles tenderly at her boy and strokes his hair with her free hand. Her low voice was soft and gentle, but with a firm tone that gave no mercy underneath.
“You moved before a minute, you disobedient boy.”
“IIII FORGOOOOTTT MomEEE! Please I promise I won’t forget again.”
“You have said that many times before young man and yet here we are. You need reminding of the rules in a manner that will help you remember for the future. What did I say would happen last time you forgot to stay still for one minute?
“NOOOO! Oh please nooooo!” he begged so sincerely his lower lip trembling.
But his Mommee just stared at him her pretty face stern and her lips firm.
He whimpered in defeat and answered her, “FFFive hands spanks between my llllegs and one spank with the, the, the hairbrush” he stuttered out looking just like a naughty sorry little boy.
“Right then face forward naughty one!”
Gerry nodded miserably and turned his head, eyes staring blankly at the back of the couch, every nerve tense and focused on THERE!
Sandi took a firmer grip of his hand and pushed it higher up his back, forcing his upper body farther over her raised thigh, which pushed his bare red bottom farther over and brought his balls up so they were now the saucy daring ones. Despite Gerry’s fear his cock throbbed and grew harder, the cock ring so tight now that it made him squirm and rub against the comforting softness of her bare thigh, snugly trapped between it and his belly. OOOOH he felt so exposed and vulnerably helpless like this, it was both delicious and embarassing and his cheeks flamed, his poor clamped nipples throbbed pressed into the couch, and he panted and squirmed while he waited for the punishment he had earned.
Putting the brush down and gripping his waist firmly his Mommee raised her hand and then flashed it down almost lightly fingers fluttering to land like a whip square on his smoothly shaved pink sac. Her fingers spread and the tips snapped against the tender soft flesh biting in and sinking and separating his balls with its force. She counted to five and did it again ignoring the frantic shrieks emitting from Gerry’s stretched wide open lips. On the third one she covered his right ball completely fingers together so she could concentrate the pain directly to it, then she counted and did the same to the right one, following the frantically shaking, writhing bottom and the dancing balls beneath it. Counting once more she lifted her hand higher and brought it down sharper right in the middle again, nodding in satisfaction as the intensity increased to his shrieks.
Gerry struggled frantically but the only part of him able to move she could easily follow ad he felt the full impact of each finger whipping spank. His wordless cries echoed through the room and he humped her thigh trying to shake the exploding intense pain as it travelled from his balls to his brain and back to his cock, making it throb and leak on her bare thigh as it was rubbed back and forth. He had no idea how many he had received when he became aware that the horrible whipping spanks had stopped. He slumped in relief then immediately tightened in alarm again remembering there was one more and he knew his Mommee would make it memorable.
Picking up the brush she gripped him tighter and pushed all the weight she could against his back, then she sized up the hairbrush behind his balls to cover both evenly, squirming on her own bottom at the sight of the lewd butt plug above the soft orbs, jerking and twitching as his muscles clenched and unclenched. Sandi eyed his balls and the brush and then spanked them lightly, well lightly for a bottom made for spanking but severely for tender naughty boy scrotums, and the answering scream of agony and violent bucking confirmed the severity of it. She waited patiently for him to calm down and catch his breath, shifting him back into position so his bottom was once more poised invitingly for the hard punishing brush to kiss. Tapping his red swollen balls lightly with the brush she smiled at the answering flinch, “OPEN!” she said sternly and once her boy had obeyed she squeezed the well spanked sac back to his front protected from further assault temporarily.
Once finished she once again turned her attention to the red plump trembling cheeks before her and the inflexible bottom burning brush began to rise and fall again.
“You are a dirty naughty, disobedient little boy and deserve to be spanked until you cannot sit for a month. You skipped school, did filthy things while driving, then lied, and then rebelliously disobeyed my rule for spankings.” with each word she smacked him harder and harder till the last one made him scream again, then she back off and slowed down and began to concentrate on the areas that needed a deeper colouring to match the rest of his seat.
Kissing the sit spot and upper thighs, the outside of the cheeks, the upper area that stings so bad. Once satisfied that she had an even shade she began to speed up again, increasing the velocity of the blows. From the shrieks her naughty boy was making it was an effective method. She was breathing hard and her face glistened from her efforts of correction, her arm was tired but she was determined that he would receive the full ten minutes they agreed on. Her naughty one was struggling frantically now and she knew from experience that soon he would slump and submit accepting the blows limply and relaxed, and that the tears would flow when it happened. On and on the sounds of wood meeting bare flesh continued, the answering shrieks almost like a song in the different notes it would hit. Gerry’s mind was star filled and his every focus was on the terrible awful burning in his poor well spanked bare behind. Oh god he couldn’t take it anymore and he opened his mouth in a panic filled shriek and then the damn broke and he slumped submissively crying steadily, his round plump cheeks relaxed and rippling under the hard spanks that continued onward towards the ten minutes he was owed.
The occasional yelp and yip emitted from his mouth but mostly it was just loud bawling and the sound of the spankiing to be heard. His sore red bottom now jerked and twitched with each blow but the frantic squirming and writhing had stopped and his MOmmee knew it was time and she stopped laying the brush aside and waiting for her boy to calm down and collect himself. Once he was she ordered him up and watched in delight as he did the after spanking dance, holding his bottom and hopping around the room, then rubbing the cheeks with one hand while the other soothed his swollen spanked balls. His cock bobbed and leaked straing to cum but unable to due the now very tight cock ring. Finally he stopped hopping around and he turned to his Mommee, looking adorably cute with his tears and red bottom and one hand rubbing the other stroking, both attempting to soothe hot spanked flesh, his jeans now at his ankles the pink flowere panties bunched at his knees.
“Into the corner naughty boy you know the position for the cane"
Gerry stared at her horrified for a minute but his cock twitched happily at the thought and he was tempted to smack the treacherous thing. Slowly he made his way to “his” corner, reaching it he leaned over and place his nose in the circle placed there for him. Shifting his legs apart and holding his shirt up above his deep glowing crimson bottom he waited in position very aware of how his bare bottom jutted out asking to be caned.
Sandi retrieved the cane from the umbrella stand and took her stance to the left and behind Gerry.
“Ask for the first one!” she told him and he groaned in reply and licked his lips.
“Please cane my naughty bare bottom as hard as you can to teach me to be good Mommee” was the prompt reply.
The cane flashed down hard and fast…”THWWWIIPPPP!” it landed low down in the lower curves of the aching deep red cheeks. “AAAAHHHEEEEE! “One thank you Mommeee, pplease cane my naughty bare bottom as hard as you can to teach me to be good Mommee!” and he thrust his flinching bare backside back up for the next.
“THHHWWWWIIPPPPP!” The next one landed in the middle opf the upper cheeks, leaving a angryred line in it’s wake to match the lower one.
” OOOOOWWWWEEEE! TWO! Thank you Mommee, *gasp* pleeeasssse cane my naughty bare bottom again as hard as you can to teach me to be good.”
Her boy was visibly trembling now as he once more raised and thrust back his poor bottom for the cane.
“TTHHHHWWWWIIPPPPP! This one landed dead center of his cheeks right over the lewd black plug stretching him and separating his thoroughly spanked cheeks.
“AAARRRRGH AIEEE! thrEEEE! Thank you Mommee for punishing your naughty dirty boy in order to teach him to be good.
Sandi lowered the cane and surveyed the map she had drawn across Gerry’s round high backside, smiling in satisfaction at the all over even redness with the three lines from the cane over the top of it. The marks from the belt were not visible now having been blended in with the hairbrush’s deep crimson red.
“You stay in that corner until I tell you to come out naughty boy but kneel instead of standing and rest your head against the wall. Keep that bottom bare and properly presented though or we will start over you hear?” her voice was low ad throaty and Gerry’s cock twitched in response recognizing the throaty purr of an aroused Mistress.
Gratefully he kneeled and leaned into the wall his mind on his throbbing stinging bottom but also on what was to come and when….
End of part VI
