Lindsay held her breath as the large wooden paddle was held against her bottom. She wanted to take a hard paddling but she wasn’t sure how much she could take. She was desperate to orgasm but she wanted to please George more than anything. As the paddle cracked down on her bottom she howled and kicked her legs. Her sudden movements seemed to make the dull ache in her nipples and clit come alive and she jerked as the paddle struck her bottom again. Her mind was in a whirl as she couldn’t seem to focus on one thing. The paddle cracking against her bottom stung painfully, the plug in her bottom twitched in response as she wished his hard cock was still inside her, and her nipples and clit throbbed in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Lindsay couldn’t lay still nor could she keep quiet as the paddle cracked down hard against her bottom several times. Her bottom throbbed painfully and she was close to yelling “stop”, but she couldn’t bear to bring an end to her exquisite torment.
As George cracked the paddle down across the top of her thighs, Lindsay cried out “oh please” as tears rolled down her cheeks. George immediately stopped, reaching between her legs and removing the clamp. The pain increased momentarily and she was squirming uncontrollably, sobbing as he helped her to her feet and laid her on her back.
Kissing her softly he asked “are you OK?” Nodding, she smiled through her tears. “I love you. Please don’t stop.” George smiled and straddled across her, removing the nipple clamps and kissing her as she whimpered. Her nipples and clit throbbed and it seemed to hurt more now than when the clips were actually on.
As George moved down the bed and buried his face between her legs, Lindsay reached down and gripped his hair as she raised her hips and cried out, her body trembling as the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced coursed through her body. He nibbled on her clit as she bucked her hips beneath him and when she was finally still, he climbed up the bed and lay beside her, wrapping his arms around her.
Lindsay smiled as he turned her to face him. “I love you George, so very much. Can we stay in bed?”
George smiled and shook his head. “I love you too, but no, you can’t miss your own reception.”
Lindsay pouted. “Please, no-one will miss us.”
George shook his head. “No, we’ll have a shower, liven us up a bit, then we’ll get you back into that dress and we’ll go back downstairs. We can leave a little early, people will expect that, but we do have to show our faces.”
Lindsay pouted and was shocked when George grasped her by the wrist and quickly tipped her across his lap before giving her a firm hand spanking. She squealed and squirmed as she hadn’t realized how much her bottom hurt after the paddle. She giggled as he removed the butt plug and gave her a sharp smack on her bottom hole.
They had a quick shower and got dressed and all too soon they were back down in the beautiful room they’d hired for their reception. As soon as Lindsay saw Sara and Scott she ran to greet them and grinned as she hugged and kissed them both and said “thank you for the wedding present”. Sara and Scott grinned knowingly.
Lindsay was thoroughly enjoying herself but was aching to go back to their room and have sex. She realized that although they’d had lots of fun in their bedroom earlier, they hadn’t actually had “proper” intercourse and she was desperate to feel her husband’s cock filling her pussy. As they took to the floor for a dance, Lindsay rubbed herself against George, touching him and kissing him passionately. Eventually he could bear it no longer and he took her hand and led her outside.
Finding a quiet corner in the ornate gardens, he sat down on a bench and guided Lindsay across his lap. “No,” she squealed. “I want sex, not a spanking.” She struggled as he raised her dress and giggled when he realized she was wearing no panties.
“You naughty girl,” he playfully scolded. “Where are your panties?”
Lindsay giggled. “I hoped I wouldn’t need them Sir.”
“Right young lady, I’ve got a special present for you and I think now would be a good time to give you it.” Lindsay turned to look over her shoulder and was shocked when he produced a large butt plug from his inside jacket pocket, along with some lubricant which he coated the enormous plug with. She squirmed and whimpered as he pushed it into her bottom and when it was almost at its widest point her struggles increased. “No Sir, it’s too big.”
George held one hand against the base of the butt plug while his other hand gently smacked her bottom. As his smacks travelled down the back of her thighs and between her legs, gently smacking her pussy, his finger teasing her clit, she spread her legs wider and raised her bottom. Lindsay squealed as George pressed hard on the base of the butt plug, firmly seating it in her bottom hole.
“Right young lady,” he said, helping her to her feet. “You will keep that in for one hour then we will make our excuses and go to bed. Any nonsense from you in the meantime and I’ll take you across my knee and give you a spanking in front of everyone, bare bottomed!”
Lindsay gasped and gripped his hand firmly, allowing him to lead her back to their party. She was certain he wouldn’t bare her bottom in front of everyone, but she wasn’t about to risk it. She was constantly aware of the large butt plug filling her bottom and she spent the next hour clenching her buttocks around it for fear it might fall out, though it was such a tight fit she knew it wasn’t going anywhere until George removed it.
An hour later George led Lindsay to the dance floor and the DJ announced they would be leaving after this dance. Everyone crowded around the dance floor and clapped as they glided round the floor. Lindsay looked up into George’s eyes and realized she’d never been happier. “Thank you for a wonderful day. I love you so much, but please can we go and take this out.” She pouted as he smiled and kissed her, gently rubbing her bottom, before eventually he led her back to their bedroom.
When they arrived in the room, George undressed her slowly, kissing each part of her body as he uncovered it. As he guided her across his knee, he told her to relax as he removed the butt plug, patting her bottom gently and telling her she was a good girl. Lindsay whimpered as the butt plug stretched her painfully during removal, but she quickly forgot the pain when he started to masturbate her with one hand while he spanked her gently with the other.
She giggled as he playfully scolded her. “What a naughty girl you’ve been tonight, trying to seduce me in the middle of the dance floor – and wearing no panties! You deserve a sound spanking on your bare bottom,” he said, as his hand gently bounced off her buttocks.
As she lay across his lap, thoroughly enjoying her bedtime spanking, he handed her an envelope. “That’s your real wedding present from me, Mrs. West.” Tearing the envelope open as his spanks became harder, she squealed with delight as she read the handwritten note that told her he’d paid off all of her debts. Jumping to her feet, she hugged him as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Thank you so much. I love you.”
George smiled as he sat her on his lap. “I still expect you to be sensible with your money. I was going to suggest you give up work.”
Lindsay shook her head. “Thank you, but I’ve wanted that job for so long…”
George kissed her to stop her talking before taking her in his arms. “I expect you to live within a budget and you’ll still be spanked if you disappoint me. If you ever dare to get anything on credit again I’ll paddle you until you can’t sit down. Do you understand?”
Lindsay blinked back tears as she nodded. She swore she’d never let herself get into debt ever again.
George smiled kindly and kissed her on the cheek. “Any slip-ups, monetary or otherwise, will be dealt with in the traditional manner, with a very sound spanking as you lay bare-bottomed across my lap, followed by corner time and early bedtime. Do you understand?”
Lindsay nodded and kissed him. “I promise I’ll be good, and I’m so very grateful to you for such a wonderful wedding gift and such an amazing wedding day. I’ll never forget it, but please will you make love to me. Please!” she pleaded.
> Needing no further invitation, George helped her onto the bed before undressing and climbing on top of her. As his hard cock entered her pussy, Lindsay squirmed beneath him until eventually she could wait no longer and she wrapped her arms and legs around him as she cried out in orgasm.
As Lindsay was drifting off to sleep in the arms of her new husband, she kissed him softly. “George, if I’d never got into so much debt I’d never have met you.” He opened his eyes and frowned at her. “If you ever get yourself into any debt ever again, I’ll make you wish you’d never met me,” he scolded.
Lindsay smiled. She’d learned a lot from George and vowed she would never be so foolish as to get into debt again. She’d just have to think of other reasons for him to put her face down across his lap and redden her bare bottom. Heartened by this thought, she snuggled up to him and slept soundly in her husband’s arms.
The End
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The Charles Smith Method
Jenny Simpson has spent her life in care homes and with foster families, and she has had more than a few run-ins with the law. After being caught yet again, she's given one final chance by the courts to turn her life around.
Things soon go badly wrong for Jenny, and she finds herself homeless on the streets of 1970s London. She encounters ex-judge Charles Smith on a bitterly cold December morning and promptly tries to pick his pocket, resulting in a quick trip over his knee and the promise of a much longer spanking later on her bare bottom. Charles does manage to keep Jenny out of jail, and he takes her into his home and sets about the task of turning her life around with strict but loving discipline.
Jenny isn’t the first young lady to whom Charles has offered his home and his kindness, however. His housekeeper Hazel, who he found on the streets just like Jenny, is initially jealous of this new young woman competing for Charles’ attention. Soon, however, Jenny and Hazel become friends, and then good friends, and then much, much more than just friends.
Even as their newfound romance blossoms, Jenny and Hazel are still subject to the firm, fatherly discipline of Charles. He is prepared to give as many long, hard, bare bottom spankings as necessary to turn both Jenny and Hazel into well-educated, respectable young ladies.
The Charles Smith Academy
The Charles Smith Academy is the second book in the Charles Smith series, which follows the relationship between Charles and Hazel and Jenny, the two young women he took in off the streets of London.
Jenny has received frequent spankings from Charles ever since he saved her from an almost certain prison sentence, but until very recently Hazel had managed to avoid discipline. Now that Hazel has discovered that being spanked, although painful and embarrassing, is not as traumatic an experience as she imagined, she finds that Charles’ firm but loving chastisement can play a much needed role in her life.
Despite their desire to behave well, however, Hazel and Jenny often stray far from the proper behavior expected of them. When Charles is pushed too far, they are shocked to discover that being spanked on the bare bottom is far from the most humiliating form of discipline he is prepared to employ.
Meanwhile Hazel and Jenny continue to explore their relationship and fall ever deeper in love, but suddenly they find their happy union in jeopardy. Is their love strong enough to conquer the problems they face or will Jenny walk away from the only two people who’ve ever loved her?
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
The End
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