by Lynn Forest
She took a couple more steps, then looked down with a look of contrition on her face and scuffed her bare foot on the carpet. “Dr. Simpson, I was told that you were going to punish me for all my bad behavior recently.”
Martin remained sitting on the sofa, finding the scenario nearly unbelievable as he tried to get into character. “That’s right, Lily. And did you bring the hairbrush and paddle as you were told?”
She looked down and away, then muttered, “Yes… I did. “
Martin took a deep breath in spite of his astonishment. “Bring them to me.”
She continued to look down and shook her head back and forth. “But you are going to spank me with them.” She looked up at him and arched her eyebrows and blew him a kiss. “I think it would kind of… hurt. It would make me feel all kinds of… sensations.”
He summoned up a stern theatrical voice he did not know he possessed. “Lily, I want you to bring me the hairbrush and lie across my knees. Now!” He followed up his command with a smile and a wink.
And as for Lily, she could only begin to guess what her pulse rate had to be at that moment. After all, she was a woman who had never been spanked, even in childhood. And now she had walked into the room with a paddle and hairbrush. Lily began to rock back and forth, then shrugged. “Okay… if I have to.”
She walked slowly, swaying enticingly as she moved to stand next to the sofa. He put his hand out, and she produced the wooden hairbrush from behind her back and surrendered it. “Lily, the paddle, too.”
A look of shock and hurt appeared on her face. “But sir, just how badly do you plan to spank me?”
“Until I am certain you have learned your lesson. Now give me the paddle.”
Slowly, and with mock reluctance, she revealed a wooden paddle, quite similar to the one at the school, even with the rows of drilled holes. Nearly unable to contain his laughter, Martin took hold of the threatening board and set it at the end of the sofa.
Chapter 6
Martin then took in a theatrically deep breath and patted his right knee. “Lily, now. Over my knees.”
Lily placed her hands on her hips and conjured up the most grumpy of expressions before she finally knelt on the sofa next to him, an air of mock defiance in abundance. Martin took her by the upper arm and began to coax her across his knees, and as she began to lower herself, she could not take her eyes off the hairbrush. But she stopped before she was lowered all the way down, then winked at Martin and leaned in to kiss him again. She then arched her eyebrows, wiggled her bottom and rested across his knees. She was feeling so aroused and excited that she wondered if he could hear the beating of the butterfly wings from inside the middle of her body.
As she had hoped, the first thing he did was to take hold of the hem of the little skirt and brush it up onto her back. That move revealed the elegant and lace fringed satin panties she had purchased just for the event. The fabric was sheer, and even in the dim light Martin could fully appreciate the curves of the shapely bottom, but could not see the tone of her flesh.
She nearly jumped when he spoke. “And now, young lady, are you ready for the spanking you so richly deserve?”
She looked back with a pleading expression. “Oh, please don’t spank me. It’s going to hurt.”
Martin responded with a mild smack of the hairbrush that caused her to jump, and then begin to giggle. He pressed the brush against her bottom and started to move it back and forth. “So, Lily, I see that you think it’s funny to get spanked.”
She looked back and slowly shook her head. “Oh, no, sir. This is… just… terrible.”
Martin gave her another smack, only slightly harder than the first, and once again he heard the high-pitched laughter. She received a third whack with the hairbrush, but this time he heard an unsuccessfully suppressed “Ow!” But once again, she followed that with a giggle.
There was another, SMACK. Then seconds later, SMACK.
Martin shuffled the hairbrush back and forth several times. “Does that sting?”
Lily laughed in response and looked back at him. “Yes, of course it does, and delightfully so.”
Martin gave another, SMACK. “But is this hard enough?”
Lily looked back and blew him a kiss, then shook her bottom before slowly but emphatically shaking her head back and forth.
Martin nodded to indicate that he understood, and she turned her head forward to await more of the warmth the hairbrush was generating upon her bottom. And the next time that the brush landed, it did so with a little extra force, and Lily responded with an audible “Ouch” and a thumbs up signal raised high above her head along with an enthusiastic shout of “Yes!” Then SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!
Martin was beginning to feel mischievous as he surprised himself at how much he was enjoying spanking Lily. “Lily, I want you to remember what you said to Helen about how the sting and effectiveness of a paddling could be increased by making one simple adjustment. I think perhaps it may be time for us to make an adjustment right now.”
Lily turned slowly to look back at him. “All for the sake of efficiency, of course?” She began to giggle. “Of course, you are absolutely right.” She turned her head forward again, and once again gave her bottom several shakes as Martin set the hairbrush aside and reached for the waistband of the elegant panties.
He started to pull them down at a slow pace that she found agonizing in her roiling emotions of arousal and embarrassment. It had been years since a man had seen what was slowly being revealed. But when the silky garment had been taken down to the middle of her thighs, she could feel the cool surface of the hairbrush glide against her bare hip as it reminded her of just why she was now exposed in that manner.
When the hairbrush landed upon her bare bottom for the first time, it did so with yet another increase in force, but nothing that she found close to unbearable. She was beginning to relish and revel in the sting that it produced. Each SMACK made her only wish to experience the next. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. “Oh, boy. That is a stingy, ouchy little brush.” SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!
Suddenly, she felt Martin’s soothing hand caressing her warm and sore bottom. “Lily, ready for the paddle portion of your… correction?” She responded silently with a nod as she turned her head toward him and smiled.
He pulled her panties back up and helped her to sit back up on the sofa in a kneeling position. As soon as she was up again, they embraced in a hot and urgent kiss, her emotions heightened by the feel of his hand rubbing across her burning, tender bottom.
He reached to the end of the sofa and picked up the paddle and flashed it back and forth in front of her. “Any special requests?”
Lily began to chew on her lower lip as she considered her response, all the while reaching back and rubbing her bottom. “You were actually paddled when you were a kid, right?”
Martin laughed and nodded his head. “Yes, and it was quite intense, three whacks in the principal’s office – from an angry principal. It was Cecilia’s younger brother and me.”
She resumed chewing her lower lip for a moment. “I think it would be a rush for you to give it to me like that. Of course, after that, we’ll keep playing around with it.”
Martin laughed and arched his eyebrows. “It would be three whacks like the ones Helen got. Are you game for that?”
She took a deep breath and winced. “Let’s up the ante. Let’s make it a little more like the one I helped plan and witnessed. Give me three, then flip up the skirt and give me two more.”
Martin whistled. “Okay, but you have to have some time to cool off after that. After all, you just got a spanking.”
Lily giggled. “That didn’t hurt very much at all.”
Martin leaned directly into her face. “I will remember that.”
Lily laughed nervously. “Let’s do it before I chicken out.”
Martin nodded with a mischievous grin and they began to rise from the sofa as he looked around for an appropriate and open area. Still sounding nerv
ous, Lily’s voice trembled as she spoke: “I think I would feel better about doing this real paddling in the bedroom.”
Lily took Martin by the hand and led him to the bedroom as he carried the paddle. She walked in and turned on her bedside lamp, and it provided the same low level of light they had enjoyed during her spanking on the sofa.
They walked toward the open area between her bed and a wall that had two windows with the blinds already drawn. Lily turned around to face Martin and took a deep breath. “Okay, tell me… how did you get paddled?”
Martin thought for a moment, and then smiled at her with a wicked grin. “ I just had to bend over and put my hands on my knees. You can do the same. Then… I’m going to roast your behind.”
Lily turned to the side and began to giggle. “That sounds so romantic. Let’s do it. Did you get it fast or slow?”
Martin laughed. “It was very rapid. Pow, Pow, Pow. That how you want it?”
“Uh, well, I think I’d rather get it… just like you do it at school.”
Suddenly she winced. “So these are going to be really hard ones, like I heard you giving Polly?”
Martin nodded slowly with an evil grin. “And like the last ones I gave Helen. Just like that.”
Lily laughed and grimaced, and then spoke in a near whisper. “Okay, I think I’m going to bend over and touch my ankles.”
Martin shook his head as he chuckled. “Fine with me.”
She stepped toward him and began to run her hand down his chest and abdomen. “One more thing, and this is important. Finish this paddling, no matter how loud I yell or even if I start crying really hard. I want to feel what this is really like.”
Martin didn’t say anything. He just nodded in agreement.
She slowly bent down until her fingers were resting at her ankles, and then she felt the paddle being tapped against her bottom softly, and then the silence was broken by a loud WHAM and a searing pain she could hardly believe. But before she could even catch the breath that had been nearly knocked out of her… WHAM!
She was clenching her teeth and squeezing her eyes closed, as she felt the paddle being slid back and forth against her bottom as he took aim before WHAM!
It was that third hard smack that produced a loud squeal of pain, but she remained in place and breathed rapidly as she felt Martin lifting the skirt up onto her back, and another wave of butterflies invaded her. The paddle shuffled back and forth across her panties, and then WHAM. It shuffled back and forth several more seconds and then… WHAM!
She stood up slowly and turned to face Martin with her hands rubbing her bottom and her mouth wide open from the shock of the stinging whacks that had landed upon her already sore bottom. “Oh my gosh! Oh… my… gosh!” The stinging did not abate immediately, and she began to jump up and down with her hands on her bottom as she laughed. “Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!
Martin tucked the paddle under his crossed arms. “So how do you think Polly and Helen felt after their paddlings?”
Lily stepped up to him and finally removed her hands from her bottom and put her arms around his waist. “Probably the way I’m going to feel as this wonderful evening progresses.”
Martin leaned down and kissed her. “So you’re doing okay with all of this? You seem to have a high level of pain tolerance.”
She rested her head on his chest and murmured softly. “I can’t believe how much all of this turns me on. Right now, I’m feeling so horny.” She pressed her midsection against him and began to giggle. “And I think that someone else is ready for some special fun right now. So let’s hop on that bed and do something about it. But I want some more of that paddle later.”
She reached up to the top button of his shirt and opened it, then the two below before she reached down to undo the button and zipper on the side of her skirt. As the skirt fell to the floor, Martin removed his shirt and then began to unbutton her skimpy blouse.
It only took seconds for them to finish undressing each other and Martin picked her up and kissed her as he carried her to the bed that already had the covers turned back in Lily’s anticipation of what she hoped the evening would bring. Martin placed Lily on the bed, and then stepped back to where his pants had dropped to the floor, reached for his wallet and retrieved a small plastic package containing a condom. When he turned back toward the bed, a laughing Lily was holding up a package that she had pulled from her bedside table.
He lay down on the bed next to her as she continued to wave the box in front of him. “I’ve never bought any of these before today. I drove to a drugstore ten miles away where I didn’t think I would run into anybody I knew.”
Martin held up the wrinkled little package he had pulled from his wallet. “I think we better use yours. I don’t know what the shelf life is on one of these things. But this is rather old.”
Lily began to giggle as she opened the box and pulled one of the foil wrapped condoms from it. She began to open it, and winked at Martin as she did so. “Sounds like both of us are overdue for this.” With her left hand she reached down and began to roll the condom onto his erection, while with her right hand she stroked the hair on his chest and kissed him.
Martin turned on his back. Lily was immediately on top of him, pressing her lips hard against his before she realized that she couldn’t wait any longer. So she rose up and inserted him into her, pressing down with a grunt of both pleasure and discomfort. She began to rock back and forth, up and down upon him as he pressed upwards to meet her own movements.
She extended her arms and rested her palms on the bed to raise herself up while they continued to rock each other. Martin reached up to her pert breasts and began to rub his thumbs and forefingers over and around her nipples, bringing about cries of pleasure as her undulations became more urgent and frantic.
He was beside himself with pleasure to see how ravenous and uninhibited Lily was for their first time. His own experience was limited, but he found himself nearly carried away in passion as he watched this woman he had quickly come to love closing her eyes and biting her lower lip and moaning loudly as she worked to bring them both to climax. But when he reached back to her bottom and began to caress the warm red flesh where the hairbrush and paddle had landed repeatedly, the sensations put Lily over the edge, and she cried out in her orgasm and pressed down upon him, bringing him to his own completion at the same time.
Both of them were breathing heavily and they tightly embraced as Lily remained on top of Martin, exchanging kisses as he caressed her lower back and bottom, finding the feel of her warm red cheeks rather erotic in and of itself. He caressed the warm flesh and realized that the process of bringing the pain and warmth to her bottom had heightened her arousal more than he ever could have imagined.
They continued to stroke and caress and kiss and murmur and laugh, and it did not immediately register with either of them that in the afterglow of their lovemaking both had again uttered the phrase: I love you.
Finally, Martin smiled up at Lily with an expression unlike any she had noticed on his face before. “Do you realize what we keep saying to each other?”
Lily gazed down at Martin with the most tender smile he had ever seen on a woman’s face. “Mmm hmm. And I always mean it.”
They kissed once again, and he began to run his fingers through the red hair that was damp from perspiration. “And so do I.”
Lily giggled. “I’m so glad we got hired at Marbury. And I’m so happy that I found this new thing that turns me on like crazy.” She leaned down and kissed him, before she continued. “And I’m so lucky that you seem to enjoy doing it.”
Martin laughed. “Yes, I seem to be getting into this. I love the role-playing. But more than anything else, it just makes me crazy to be doing anything that turns you on like that.”
Lily rested her head on his chest and softly stroked his shoulder. “I think it would be nice to take a shower with you. Then I can put on something else that you might like. And then…” She looked down at him with ar
ched eyes and a mischievous smile. “Then, I think that somebody needs some more of the paddle. Or, maybe the paddle and that cute little stingy hairbrush. And then, after that…” She began to trace her fingertip down his side, across his hip and down to his thigh.
They embraced with another deep hard kiss before they slowly got up from the bed and made their way into the adjoining bathroom. When they entered and Martin saw that the bathroom was dimly lit by flickering candles, he felt another surge of arousal in seeing just how much Lily had prepared for a night of passion.
There were two large fluffy towels on a wall rack next to the walk-in shower, and before Lily opened the door of the shower stall, she pressed a button on a small CD player and the room was filled with soft and romantic piano music. She turned on the shower, and then they both stepped in to find that the candles provided just enough light as they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed beneath the warm, streaming water.
They laughed and kissed as they soaped each other, interspersing intimate caresses along the way. Lily moaned in delight as Martin nibbled the nape of her neck, and she whispered to him: “Please stay the night. I mean, if you’re not worried about being seen leaving here tomorrow.”
Martin reached his hands to her bottom and pulled her against him. “I won’t worry about that. Anyway, you only look suspicious when you leave early in the morning. At least that’s what my older brother always told me. So yes, I would love to stay the night. In fact, I have to.”
Lily looked up at him and laughed. “What do you mean?”
Martin began to stroke her bottom. “Because if I didn’t stay all night, I wouldn’t be able to get as much of you as I need. After all, the morning can be a lot of fun.”
Lily lowered her head to his chest and kissed his nipples. “I don’t know how you know what to say and do to turn me on like you do. It sounds like we have a lot more lovemaking ahead of us tonight… and tomorrow.”