02-07-2020, 10:04 AM
I reluctantly turned and bent over the table again. Almost before I was in position he was raining blows onto my poor bottom. I squealed and yelped in genuine pain and alarm, I wriggled my bottom from side to side, trying to avoid the blows. At times I couldn't help myself, I put my hands behind me for protection. He carried on, hitting my hands until I instinctively moved them away, and the blows fell on my naked cheeks again. He carried on for what seemed like minutes and minutes. I couldn't count the number of blows I received. My bottom stung with a burning pain.
Finally, he stopped. I could hear him breathing heavily from his exertions and smell his stale, sweaty body odour. Then he moved close to me and started to stroke my bottom. He cupped each cheek, then ran his hand over each one. He put a rough skinned hand on each cheek and pulled them apart, exposing my tight little anus. Then he slipped a hand between my legs and began to fondle my pussy lips.
Of course I was wet, both from my earlier climax and the chastisement. He chuckled to himself as he discovered this, slipping a finger between my lips and into my pussy. I squirmed and writhed around as he continued to explore my pussy. He was teasing me maddeningly, rubbing my clit, pushing a finger into me, running his fingers along the entire length of my slit. Soon I was gasping with pleasure again.
"Still hot and randy then, even after I've given you a good hiding? I would have thought a good slippering would have taken the heat out of your tight little cunt. Apparently not. Do you like being slippered then?"
"No."
"Liar! Tell me the truth."
"I'd never been slippered before. It hurts. It's worse than being spanked."
"You've been spanked before then?"
"Yes."
"Call me Granddad. Who has spanked you?"
"Alan has spanked me on a few occasions."
"Anyone else?"
"Yes."
"'Yes Granddad'"
"Yes Granddad."
"Tell me who."
"Alan's friends Neil and Keith, Granddad."
"Did they spank your bare arse?"
"Yes, Granddad."
"And you liked that?"
"Yes, Granddad."
"Anyone else?"
"The headmaster at the college where I teach Granddad."
"Really? You were spanked by the head at college. Did he spank your bare arse?"
"Yes Granddad. He made me strip bare for him in his office, then he spanked me."
"And you liked that too, didn't you?"
He was still fingering me, teasing me. I was getting more and more aroused, both from his attentions, and from remembering and recounting past humiliations.
"Yes Granddad, I liked undressing in front of him, letting him see my body, then lying across his lap while he stroked and smacked my bum."
"You really are getting very randy again now, aren't you?"
"Yes Granddad."
Finally, he stopped. I could hear him breathing heavily from his exertions and smell his stale, sweaty body odour. Then he moved close to me and started to stroke my bottom. He cupped each cheek, then ran his hand over each one. He put a rough skinned hand on each cheek and pulled them apart, exposing my tight little anus. Then he slipped a hand between my legs and began to fondle my pussy lips.
Of course I was wet, both from my earlier climax and the chastisement. He chuckled to himself as he discovered this, slipping a finger between my lips and into my pussy. I squirmed and writhed around as he continued to explore my pussy. He was teasing me maddeningly, rubbing my clit, pushing a finger into me, running his fingers along the entire length of my slit. Soon I was gasping with pleasure again.
"Still hot and randy then, even after I've given you a good hiding? I would have thought a good slippering would have taken the heat out of your tight little cunt. Apparently not. Do you like being slippered then?"
"No."
"Liar! Tell me the truth."
"I'd never been slippered before. It hurts. It's worse than being spanked."
"You've been spanked before then?"
"Yes."
"Call me Granddad. Who has spanked you?"
"Alan has spanked me on a few occasions."
"Anyone else?"
"Yes."
"'Yes Granddad'"
"Yes Granddad."
"Tell me who."
"Alan's friends Neil and Keith, Granddad."
"Did they spank your bare arse?"
"Yes, Granddad."
"And you liked that?"
"Yes, Granddad."
"Anyone else?"
"The headmaster at the college where I teach Granddad."
"Really? You were spanked by the head at college. Did he spank your bare arse?"
"Yes Granddad. He made me strip bare for him in his office, then he spanked me."
"And you liked that too, didn't you?"
He was still fingering me, teasing me. I was getting more and more aroused, both from his attentions, and from remembering and recounting past humiliations.
"Yes Granddad, I liked undressing in front of him, letting him see my body, then lying across his lap while he stroked and smacked my bum."
"You really are getting very randy again now, aren't you?"
"Yes Granddad."