Christmas Overeating

david overate at Christmas and paid the price across both my and his trainer's knees with a dusky red and blistered bottom.

I have been trying to make sure that he continues reducing even through the Holiday season (which between you and I, I know can be a challenge!). So at Christmas dinner, on the way there, we had a discussion about just that. He knew there would be those little jelly bellies in the living room that his Mom always puts out. We agreed he would get to have ten of them and no more. One small glass of wine before dinner. A healthy dinner of turkey and veg, one more glass of wine with dinner, and to eat just one cookie for desert.

I tried keeping my eye on him, but was frequently distracted by the conversation, and besides, that's not really my job, now is it? I did get a chance to embarrass him at dinner. He had already had his cookie and was reaching for a chocolate covered strawberry. I actually slapped his hand (!), wagged my finger at him and said "we agreed: one cookie only for desert". He said "sorry ma'am", and everybody in our proximity laughed at the "little joke".

That evening after we returned home, I quizzed him. How many jelly bellies. He had to admit to 20!!!! That's 10 over. How many glasses of wine? Four!!! That's 2 over. How many deserts? Two!!!! Even after I slapped his hand! When we were all in the living room he saw a half-eaten cookie on the table and scarfed it! First of all... gross! Second of all... WTF??? Even after he got his hand slapped for it in front of his family? Really?

So, that's 50 calories for the excess jelly bellies, 200 calories for the excess wine, and 100 calories for the excess desert. 350 extra calories beyond what we agreed. 350 calories: 350 with the paddle. Simple math. Michelle was coming over the next morning to train him, so I told him we would give him his very well-earned spanking together.

When he woke up next morning, maybe david was thinking about the severe fully-witnessed spanking to come, or that humiliating little slap on his wrist? I don't know, but whatever he was thinking of, he was rubbing his penis in the bed next to me. This shakes the bed and disturbs me, and he knows it. "That's another 50 for playing with yourself," I told him to bring it to a nice round 400.

When Michelle came I wasted no time in explaining the situation to her. She was appropriately upset with him (I mean, it's her bonus on the line, you know?). I went down the list of over-eating and my calories estimates. I then told Michelle that he had also earned another 50 for playing with himself in the bed that morning while I was still half asleep. She acted shocked with his behaviour and we decided that it should not only be 400 spanks with the paddle, but 400 HARD spanks with the paddle.

We sent david upstairs to strip nude and to fetch down the paddle. When he returned, I seated myself in his spanking chair and made him stand beside me with his hands at his sides, and then I went over the list of things we agreed he could eat and the list of things he actually ate one more time. Michelle stood there shaking her head at him and "tsk tsk'ing" the whole time. "And 50 more for playing with that thing while I was trying to sleep!" I said, pointing at his by now throbbing erection tipped by its engorged penis head.

I made him turn and face Michelle directly and apologize for his over eating. david delivered a nice, humbling, bare penis apology to his long-suffering trainer.

I then took him across my knee and gave him his first 200 with the light hardwood paddle. Hard and fast, every last one. From mid-bottom down to mid-thigh. Before too long into that he was already kicking and crying and apologizing.

I counted the 200 to myself and when I was done I stood him up and changed places with Michelle. He was only half-way done though his bottom looked like it was already very well-done! His big erection, however, had scurried away and was nowhere to be seen. The coward!

Then Michelle took him over her knee. She slipped her right leg out from under him and across the backs of both of his legs. She also took his far arm and twisted that behind his back. After the blistering he had just received from me, the experienced Michelle knew that he would be hard pressed to maintain position for the even-more severe blistering she intended to deliver to his by now throbbing rear end, so she made sure he would maintain position!

Poor david's nose was in the carpet and his cherry red bum was jacknifed high over his small but strong trainer's left knee. His genitals had somehow wound up in an awkward position such that his ball sac was poking out between his legs. Also, jack-knifed over her knee like that, his bumhole was on prominent display as well. How embarrassing for a man to be put into that position! Well, had he behaved himself and done the right thing he wouldn't be in that exposed position in front of us two ladies about to feel the wrath of Michelle's paddle across his already well-smacked bottom, now would he?

Michelle then proceeded to take him to task with another 200 hard and fast whacks from that paddle. She concentrated them all on the two spots right around where bum meets thigh. She deepened the red to a nice dusky red, and then proceeded to whiten the middles of the spank spots with those fierce paddle kisses.

david was beside himself with his yelling and carrying on. The begging and pleading happened very soon into Michelle's paddling, and continued all the way through to the end. I don't know why he was begging. He knew that he would get the full prescribed dose of 200 from her, and get them hard. Did he think his pathetic little begging would get him any less than his full measure of punishment?

I must confess to dampening my panties with the proceedings. First spanking him myself got me excited, but then watching Michelle deal with him so strictly really got me going. I could tell my poor husband was in some real pain from Michelle's paddling of his rear end on top of my own, but his pleading and crying was like music to my ears. For some weird perverted reason it really excites me to see him treated like this!

Michelle was a good paddler, and I don't think his exposed little ball sac got smacked even once, despite the paddle's proximity to it. His ass was on fire though, and he wound up with lovely concentric rings of colour, with an angry white shade in the very centre where Michelle had focused her discipline.

We both very much admired our handiwork on david's bum!

As added punishment for playing with himself, Michelle sentenced him to perform his entire training completely in the nude where we could both keep an eye on his little penis. Michelle told him that if he played with himself during his training he would be taken face up across her knee for a spanking to his cock and balls!

It was very funny watching him run up and down stairs ("bouncing around") with his blistered bum on parade! Although I especially enjoyed watching him do Yoga with those beaten buns and naughty genitals and anus well-displayed in postures such as downwards facing dog!

Ha Ha! That'll teach him to disregard me and overeat! That and a good long hard pegging up his pathetic little bumhole that is yet to come.