Love & Spanking 10
It was David’s usual half day from work, and he and Mrs Reynolds were about to embark on their usual afternoon spanking session.
“Are you ready David?”
“Certainly am Mrs R, anything special today?”
“Yes David, the PE mistress has a little surprise for you.”
“PE Mistress? That sounds exciting, what is it?”
“Come this way and I’ll show you.”
Mrs Reynolds took David into the lounge where he saw a small paper bag on one of the chairs. She went over, picked it up and pulled out a pair of white shiny nylon PE shorts.
“Here, put these on.”
“Oh,” said a surprised David.
“You did say the other day that you got the slipper wearing PE shorts at school,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“Yes, I did didn’t I,” said David, casting his mind back.
“And you also said you would love to have had it from a PE mistress,” added Mrs Reynolds.
“That’s right.”
“Well, your PE mistress is here,” laughed Mrs Reynolds.
“You’d make a terrific PE Mistress,” said David.
“D’you think so?” asked Mrs Reynolds.
“I do.”
“Right then, time for a naughty schoolboy to get ready for his punishment. I shall leave you for a few minutes. When I return I expect to see you in vest and shorts, with no pants underneath, is that clear?”
“Yes Miss.”
“I also expect to see you facing the wall over there with your hands on your head,” said Mrs Reynolds, pointing to the wall.
“Yes Miss.” David quickly took off his top clothes and underpants and slipped on the nylon shorts. This so reminded him of schooldays, except that it was going to be a woman administering the slipper instead of a man. As soon as he had finished he went and stood against the wall, hands on head, heart thumping with excitement. Finally, Mrs Reynolds arrived, slapping her hand with one of Cynthia’s old school plimsolls.
“Right young man, come here.”
David turned and walked the three paces to where Mrs Reynolds was standing.
“I heard the disgusting language that you were using just now, I will not tolerate such behaviour, you will be severely punished.”
“I’m sorry Miss.”
“It’s no good being sorry, bend over, touch your toes.”
David wasted no time in touching his toes and eagerly awaiting Mrs Reynolds’ slipper. Mrs Reynolds stood admiring the thin tightly stretched shorts across David’s very inviting bottom.
Whaaappp!!!
Whhaapp!!
“I can see that I need to go harder despite the thinness of those shorts,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“No Miss, please, it does hurt, really it does,” pleaded David.
“Don’t give me that nonsense,” snapped Mrs Reynolds.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Oooowch.”
“That’s better,” said Mrs Reynolds, shaping up for another big hit.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Oooow, Miss.”
Mrs Reynolds pressed on undeterred by David’s howls of protest until a full ten had been delivered. “Get up boy,” she snapped.
David eased himself up slowly and rubbed his bottom firmly.
“Now you can see what happens to naughty boys,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“I can also feel it,” laughed David.
Mrs Reynolds laughed also. “Do you want to exact your revenge?”
“You bet I do,” replied David.
“Here you are then,” said Mrs Reynolds, handing the plimsoll to David. Then she unbuttoned her slacks, slipped them down, and stepped out of them. As she did so, David spotted that she was wearing a pair of tight green PE knickers.
“Where did you get the knickers?” asked David.
“From the school shop. I told them I wanted them to play netball. They had to order them as they hadn’t got any big enough in stock,” laughed Mrs Reynolds.
“I’m not surprised with a bum like yours,” replied David.
“After a comment like that, you’d better see me after school.”
“Yes Miss.”
“Now then, I want my bottom walloped,” said Mrs Reynolds as she bent over.
David eyed the beautifully rounded bottom and the tight knickers, as the elastic cut into Mrs Reynolds’ legs.
“It’s ten for you as well girl,” said David.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Owwwch,” gasped Mrs Reynolds, nearly toppling over. She moved her feet apart to try to get more balance.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Owww.”
David was loving every minute of this. From the cries of pain from Mrs Reynolds one would conclude that she wasn’t. However, she was made of stern stuff and endured the ten whacks right to the end.
“Time to get up,” said David, giving Mrs Reynolds’ bottom a smack with his hand as she got up.
“Young man, you are going the right way about ending up over my lap,” said Mrs Reynolds, pulling up her slacks.
“Yes please,” laughed David.
“Just for that, I’m going to make you wait until next week,” replied Mrs Reynolds.
“Spoilsport,” laughed David.
That was the end of David’s fun for that day until the bedtime spanking of Cynthia. Later in the week, it was again Mrs Reynolds night out and David had a surprise for Cynthia.
“I’ve got something for you,” said David.
“I hope it’s something nice,” replied Cynthia.
“Go up to our bedroom and put it on,” said David.
“This sounds exciting,” said Cynthia.
“Go on then,” urged David.
Cynthia disappeared and after he heard her go into the bedroom, he heard a squeal of delight. He didn’t have to wait longer before Cynthia appeared.
“It’s gorgeous, I love it, thank you so much David,” she cried, flinging her arms round him and kissing him.
The cause of all Cynthia’s excitement was a nightdress exactly the same as her mother’s.
“How would you like to be spanked in it?”
“Oh David, I’d love it. I expect you would like to spank me in it too?” said an excited Cynthia.
“I certainly would,” replied David.
“Let’s do it now,” said Cynthia, getting even more excited.
“Alright,” said David, going to sit down on a chair, which he pulled from under the table.
Cynthia joined him and was about to go over his lap when David stopped her.
“You’re still wearing your stockings, what else have you got on?”
“All my underwear,” replied Cynthia.
“That’s a bit naughty,” replied David.
“You don’t want me to go to all the bother of taking off my stockings and suspender belt, do you?”
“Alright, but get your knickers off.”
Cynthia lifted her nightdress, took off her knickers and laid them on a chair. Then she laid across David’s lap.
“This, I am going to enjoy,” said David.
“Me too,” agreed a very happy Cynthia.
“Let’s get started then,” said David, raising his arm and bringing his hand down with a loud splat! on Cynthia’s bottom.
“Oooo, it makes a lovely sound, doesn’t it,” said Cynthia, wriggling her bottom slightly.
“Let’s hear some more of it then,” said David.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Enjoying Cyn?” asked David as he paused.
“Loving it,” replied Cynthia.
Smack! Smack!
So engrossed in the spanking were the pair that they didn’t hear the front door open and Mrs Reynolds come in. The dining room door opened and there she stood in the doorway. David looked aghast and Cynthia looked up from her position.
“So what’s going on here then?” asked Mrs Reynolds.
It was David’s usual half day from work, and he and Mrs Reynolds were about to embark on their usual afternoon spanking session.
“Are you ready David?”
“Certainly am Mrs R, anything special today?”
“Yes David, the PE mistress has a little surprise for you.”
“PE Mistress? That sounds exciting, what is it?”
“Come this way and I’ll show you.”
Mrs Reynolds took David into the lounge where he saw a small paper bag on one of the chairs. She went over, picked it up and pulled out a pair of white shiny nylon PE shorts.
“Here, put these on.”
“Oh,” said a surprised David.
“You did say the other day that you got the slipper wearing PE shorts at school,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“Yes, I did didn’t I,” said David, casting his mind back.
“And you also said you would love to have had it from a PE mistress,” added Mrs Reynolds.
“That’s right.”
“Well, your PE mistress is here,” laughed Mrs Reynolds.
“You’d make a terrific PE Mistress,” said David.
“D’you think so?” asked Mrs Reynolds.
“I do.”
“Right then, time for a naughty schoolboy to get ready for his punishment. I shall leave you for a few minutes. When I return I expect to see you in vest and shorts, with no pants underneath, is that clear?”
“Yes Miss.”
“I also expect to see you facing the wall over there with your hands on your head,” said Mrs Reynolds, pointing to the wall.
“Yes Miss.” David quickly took off his top clothes and underpants and slipped on the nylon shorts. This so reminded him of schooldays, except that it was going to be a woman administering the slipper instead of a man. As soon as he had finished he went and stood against the wall, hands on head, heart thumping with excitement. Finally, Mrs Reynolds arrived, slapping her hand with one of Cynthia’s old school plimsolls.
“Right young man, come here.”
David turned and walked the three paces to where Mrs Reynolds was standing.
“I heard the disgusting language that you were using just now, I will not tolerate such behaviour, you will be severely punished.”
“I’m sorry Miss.”
“It’s no good being sorry, bend over, touch your toes.”
David wasted no time in touching his toes and eagerly awaiting Mrs Reynolds’ slipper. Mrs Reynolds stood admiring the thin tightly stretched shorts across David’s very inviting bottom.
Whaaappp!!!
Whhaapp!!
“I can see that I need to go harder despite the thinness of those shorts,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“No Miss, please, it does hurt, really it does,” pleaded David.
“Don’t give me that nonsense,” snapped Mrs Reynolds.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Oooowch.”
“That’s better,” said Mrs Reynolds, shaping up for another big hit.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Oooow, Miss.”
Mrs Reynolds pressed on undeterred by David’s howls of protest until a full ten had been delivered. “Get up boy,” she snapped.
David eased himself up slowly and rubbed his bottom firmly.
“Now you can see what happens to naughty boys,” said Mrs Reynolds.
“I can also feel it,” laughed David.
Mrs Reynolds laughed also. “Do you want to exact your revenge?”
“You bet I do,” replied David.
“Here you are then,” said Mrs Reynolds, handing the plimsoll to David. Then she unbuttoned her slacks, slipped them down, and stepped out of them. As she did so, David spotted that she was wearing a pair of tight green PE knickers.
“Where did you get the knickers?” asked David.
“From the school shop. I told them I wanted them to play netball. They had to order them as they hadn’t got any big enough in stock,” laughed Mrs Reynolds.
“I’m not surprised with a bum like yours,” replied David.
“After a comment like that, you’d better see me after school.”
“Yes Miss.”
“Now then, I want my bottom walloped,” said Mrs Reynolds as she bent over.
David eyed the beautifully rounded bottom and the tight knickers, as the elastic cut into Mrs Reynolds’ legs.
“It’s ten for you as well girl,” said David.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Owwwch,” gasped Mrs Reynolds, nearly toppling over. She moved her feet apart to try to get more balance.
Whhhaaappp!!
“Owww.”
David was loving every minute of this. From the cries of pain from Mrs Reynolds one would conclude that she wasn’t. However, she was made of stern stuff and endured the ten whacks right to the end.
“Time to get up,” said David, giving Mrs Reynolds’ bottom a smack with his hand as she got up.
“Young man, you are going the right way about ending up over my lap,” said Mrs Reynolds, pulling up her slacks.
“Yes please,” laughed David.
“Just for that, I’m going to make you wait until next week,” replied Mrs Reynolds.
“Spoilsport,” laughed David.
That was the end of David’s fun for that day until the bedtime spanking of Cynthia. Later in the week, it was again Mrs Reynolds night out and David had a surprise for Cynthia.
“I’ve got something for you,” said David.
“I hope it’s something nice,” replied Cynthia.
“Go up to our bedroom and put it on,” said David.
“This sounds exciting,” said Cynthia.
“Go on then,” urged David.
Cynthia disappeared and after he heard her go into the bedroom, he heard a squeal of delight. He didn’t have to wait longer before Cynthia appeared.
“It’s gorgeous, I love it, thank you so much David,” she cried, flinging her arms round him and kissing him.
The cause of all Cynthia’s excitement was a nightdress exactly the same as her mother’s.
“How would you like to be spanked in it?”
“Oh David, I’d love it. I expect you would like to spank me in it too?” said an excited Cynthia.
“I certainly would,” replied David.
“Let’s do it now,” said Cynthia, getting even more excited.
“Alright,” said David, going to sit down on a chair, which he pulled from under the table.
Cynthia joined him and was about to go over his lap when David stopped her.
“You’re still wearing your stockings, what else have you got on?”
“All my underwear,” replied Cynthia.
“That’s a bit naughty,” replied David.
“You don’t want me to go to all the bother of taking off my stockings and suspender belt, do you?”
“Alright, but get your knickers off.”
Cynthia lifted her nightdress, took off her knickers and laid them on a chair. Then she laid across David’s lap.
“This, I am going to enjoy,” said David.
“Me too,” agreed a very happy Cynthia.
“Let’s get started then,” said David, raising his arm and bringing his hand down with a loud splat! on Cynthia’s bottom.
“Oooo, it makes a lovely sound, doesn’t it,” said Cynthia, wriggling her bottom slightly.
“Let’s hear some more of it then,” said David.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Enjoying Cyn?” asked David as he paused.
“Loving it,” replied Cynthia.
Smack! Smack!
So engrossed in the spanking were the pair that they didn’t hear the front door open and Mrs Reynolds come in. The dining room door opened and there she stood in the doorway. David looked aghast and Cynthia looked up from her position.
“So what’s going on here then?” asked Mrs Reynolds.
Statistics: Posted by lisamum10 — Thu Aug 11, 2016 11:55 am