Peeper Punished!

As you read in my previous blog entry, Stop the presses!!!, I had occasion the other day to deliver my very first totally real spanking, and it was amazing. To help commemorate the occasion, and because I'm apparently quite the exhibitionist, I decided to do a little self-timer photo shoot to illustrate the post. Give you all a glimpse of what this peeper must have seen before he got spanked.

So this is what happened. And believe me, it was an absolute shocker for me. I am so used to calling all the shots that I couldn't believe it when this unsuspected little perv peeped on me on my own turf.

David has a cute sister that I'll call Jennifer here.  She has a long time boyfriend we'll call Dan and sometimes they come over to our place for Bbq's and dinner parties. I know Dan has taken a shining to me. He is always asking me personal questions and follows me around like a lost puppy. I feel a little bad for Jennifer because he is just a little too attentive to me when I'm around.

David took it upon himself to invite Jennifer and Dan over for an evening bbq in the backyard. He didn't run this past me ahead of time and I wasn't ready for their arrival. David scampered out to get the steaks and appetizers, while I jumped in the basement shower after my gym workout.

 

 

 

I was annoyed at david for inviting them without the house being in perfect shape and without the food being prepped and organized ahead of time. Oh well, a nice opportunity to scene him later, maybe even some subtle "pussy whipping" embarrassment in front of his sister and Dan?

Just as I was getting into the shower I heard the couple arrive,

 

 

Jennifer called down to me that she was going to be in the backyard with David firing up the grill. I shouted back that I was about to step into the shower and would be there soon.

 

 

I started to lather my hair, I got soap in my eyes and I had them shut for quite a long time. Next I soaped up my body and prepared my legs for shaving. When I reached for the razor I thought I caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye.

 

 

I whipped my head around to see half of a head and one eye peeking into the bathroom. OMG!!! It was Dan. Holy crap when did he get there??? How long had he been watching me??

 

 

Oh my god!!!! "What the hell do you think you're doing??!" I screamed!

 

 

I leapt out of the shower and kicked the door shut and yelled "STAY RIGHT THERE AND WAIT FOR ME OR YOU'LL BE IN EVEN DEEPER SHIT!!!" I quickly threw my terry towel around my breasts.

 

I paused for a second to collect my thoughts. I could not fucking believe it!  Here was a man that we had invited into our house, blatantly peeping on me in the shower. I clearly had not locked the bathroom door, maybe even left it ajar, and he had seen an opportunity. But it was in the basement, and nobody should have been down there (guest bathroom is upstairs). He must have heard me yell up to Jen that I was getting into the shower and snuck down to see for himself. The shower curtain was only half closed, and for sure he got an eyeful.

 

I was determined I was not going to let him get away with this. But I didn't want to create a big scene with my husband and his sister, so I decided to take matters into my own hands, doing something I was now quite well versed in. Neither Dan nor Jen have any idea what david and I get up to so that peeper was in for a big surprise. He has no idea that david and I enjoy a playful FLR relationship. I wasn't about to give him any more to fantasize about, but I would be using some of my skills to teach him a lesson.

I threw open the door and Dan was standing there with his hands raised in surrender, blubbering apologies.  He said that he had JUST got down there and only wanted to ask what I wanted on the grill.  

I called bullshit. I told him he knew I was in the shower. If he had just got there he wouldn't have been able to be in that peeping position. If he had just got there, he would have just been standing there openly shocked... or doing an about face and taking off back up the stairs.  But NO! He was peeping FOR SURE! And likely for an extended time.

"You're a brave sole to be still standing here to take the heat from me, mister," I told him angrily. I think he knew that if he had ran upstairs, there was no way I was not going to get everyone else involved.

"I didn't,  I didn't mean...." he stuttered. 

 

"Were you, or were you not deliberately peeping on me? Tell the truth," I warned him.

 

"I was..." he admitted, "sorry..."

 

So there we had it. At least he was honest. A self-admitted peeping tom. Oh, he was getting spanked!

"Well we can deal with this one of two ways," I told him. "I can either go upstairs and tell David and Jen what just happened, or we can deal with this here and now, between you and me. Which will it be?" I demanded.

"Ummm... here with you?" he said, not knowing what he was agreeing to.

"In that case, you're going to have to pull down your pants and get over my knee," I told him.

 

"What?" he asked.

 

"You heard me," I said. "If you're going to act like a little boy and be a peeping Tom then you're going to get spanked like one."

 

"That's crazy," he said.

 

"Oh, and coming down here unannounced and watching me in the shower isn't??? You either take that spanking or I tell Jennifer. Choose," I told him.

 

"Please don't tell Jen ," he begged, "I'll take the... the spanking."

"Well then, drop those pants and get over my knee and we'll deal with this here and now," I said.

I guess by my tone he knew I meant business, because he did as he was told.  He looked pretty bashful, but undid the belt around his summer shorts, undid the clasp of his pants, lowered the fly, and let the shorts drop to a puddle around his ankles. He was left in his tightey whitey underpants! Ha!

 

I put my foot up on the rung of a stool that was outside the bathroom.  I told him to bend over my knee. He looked confused so I grabbed him by his T-shirt and shoved him into position.

 

"I hope you're completely ashamed of yourself," I told him, eyeing the backs of his white underpants, "to have to be spanked like a naughty little boy like this." I told him to look towards the wall. After all, the peep show was over. I was still only wearing the towel, and it was a bit precarious.

 

I contemplated it for maybe a second, and then proceeded to lower the backs of his underpants to bare his bottom. He had seen my bare ass. This was payback!

I spanked that man as hard as I could with my bare hand to his bare butt for maybe fifty strokes. At a couple of points my towel started slipping and I had to pause to fix it. Wouldn't that have been a hoot, me spanking him bare breasted! I was smiling at this whole thing, thank goodness he couldn't see my face and see how amusing this was for me. If he had, he would have known in a second that this was my kink. I could barely believe that this moment was really happening. It just came so naturally to me that I was halfway through before it had truly sunk in. I was administering a totally for-real bare butt spanking!!!!

Dan was grunting like a little piggy and I was almost embarrassed for him, but not quite.  My palm is pretty good by now, from all the practice, and he definitely felt that spanking! His ass for sure turned red. It actually reddened really fast. As if he had never been spanked before. I didn't feel his penis harden at all the whole spanking.

 

After his punishment, I pulled his underpants back up to cover his butt. And no I didn't see his little dickey at all. I did not care to. I made him stand and he quickly went to pull up his pants.

"Leave them there!" I told him.

He stopped and straightened.

 

"You know what you did is was wrong, don't you?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.

"'Yes Ma'am' when I'm talking to you like this. Got it?" I corrected him.

"Yes Ma'am," he said back almost instantly. Ha ha!

"You know what you did is wrong?" I repeated.

 

"Yes Ma'am," he said.

"Well you've been punished for it so enough said. But if you ever do that again, I'll not only tell Jen, but I'll be calling the cops. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am," he said, standing there pathetically in his underpants and T-shirt, his red butt no doubt stinging behind.

"Pull up your pants and get upstairs," I told him. "We do not mention this to anybody."

He scampered up the stairs red faced with his hands clutched by his sides and no doubt a sore bottom. I never did tell him what I wanted on the Bbq.

I went back to the bathroom, finished the shower I had started and got ready to attend our Bbq. The recent events were just running through my head like mad! It was very hot for me.

 

 

When I arrived upstairs on the patio, I greeted our guests as if it was the first I'd seen of either of them that day. I shot Dan a few knowing smirks through the evening and he blushed every time.

 

It was a blast giving a man a real deserved punishment spanking. I don't know if Dan had any sexual thoughts about spanking before, or if he does now, but if he does, I'll bet he'll be thinking about this incident for a very long time to come. Regardless, during the spanking I think he was just absolutely mortified to be dealt with like that by me. It serves him right. I was not overly harsh. It was just the palm of my hand. But he was embarrassed to be spanked on his bare bottom by a woman for sure.

I hope all you blog readers got as much of a kick out of this incident as I did. I know this is real fantasy fodder for you boys, so that was one of the reasons why I decided to include the photos of me. I hope you enjoyed them also. I get a little wet and tingly knowing men will be stroking off to my body, so please don't disappoint and let me know how it goes!