Monday, March 30

Sister given Raunchy Spanking in Front of my Husband

Finally happened: my sister asked for a spanking from me!

I spanked my big sister (while my husband watched).

We're of course all isolated due to the coronavirus scare, but our little group that does get together is me, my husband, my Mom and Dad, and my older sister Susan. My younger sister has younger boys and we're keeping them isolated, and my brother lives out of town. Sue currently lives alone (relatively longer term girlfriend moved out not so long ago). We are very careful with Mom and Dad, as they are older and more "at risk", but we help them out with errands and stuff to keep them safe, and we are careful to wash hands, not hug and kiss, and keep six feet away when we can.

We were at my Mom and Dad's with Sue for Sunday dinner, and I was off to the side chatting with Sue. She said she's getting cabin fever and needs to get out on a date! I commiserated, and said I have my perma-date in the house 24x7 (my husband), but that there is such a thing as too much of a good thing. Given we are "quarantine pals" I renewed my standing offer, "you know, if you want a bit of excitement, you're very welcome to come and spank my husband anytime at all. You know he likes that. You can take out your frustrations on his ass." For you newbies here, it was not a very outlandish offer, she has spanked him many times in the past, though last time was over a year ago.

"Maybe I should come over and spank you both?" she said with a twinkle in her eye. Oooh. Well that's a thing...

A little history regarding Sue. It's mainly David who's been spanked by her (and more). Almost from the first that he asked me to spank him, I shared it with Sue (almost ten years ago now). Because my husband has a fetish about being spanked in front of other women, and a sexy sister fetish (what red-blooded boy doesn't?), I broached the idea of her watching and participating. She was quite willing, despite her lesbian sexual orientation (she came to it later in life, only after a failed marriage), but spanking my husband and watching him sexually embarrassed seemed to amuse her regardless. For example, the way she utterly dispassionately made him ejaculate into the kitchen sink using thick rubber kitchen gloves and dish detergent, as if she was observing a bug put through its paces, was phenomenal (Sister "Milks" Husband).

Sue used the experiences with my husband as a jumping off point to become a quite toppy lesbian herself with her serial girlfriends. We have even played with a few of them over the years.

And while I was initially 100% top in my relationship with David, I gradually discovered a subby side to myself, including with women. So it did seem sort of natural that at some point my toppy lezzy sister ought to spank me, though that didn't happen for quite some time, and only when I 'kinda 'sorta initiated it.

Sue and I played twice together like that, once two and half years ago, and again just under two years ago. Both times got pretty "raunchy". The first time my husband was banished upstairs and Sue gave me a very strict spanking (there was some sexual stuff as well). This was me after my first spanking from Sue (photo courtesy of her - see Spanked by my Sister).

The second time she spanked me and then made my husband have sex with me while she watched which I found to be legitimately highly embarrassing (to the point where I might not have wanted to, but was swept up being subby - see Julie Strapped and Made to Fuck by her Big Sister). That was almost two years ago and we have not really played like that at all since then. It felt a bit like playing with fire...

So that was the background to almost two years later Sue casually suggesting that she spank us both. Now I don't mind at all if she spanks David, or even gives him a handy (once even a blowy!). She does not get sexually excited in the conventional sense by doing that stuff. I think she just enjoys it. She was after all the handy and blowy Queen in senior high school, to get her dates with the jocks over with faster, and it was cheerleader "code" to always repay an expensive dinner date in that way. But I worry about our sister-to-sister relationship if we get a little too raunchy with one another like that. I mean, if she was straight and spanked me "for cause", that's a different matter. But she's into girls, and she spanks her girlfriends, and her spankings get, well, raunchy! But, incestuous perv that I am, my tummy (and a little lower) does flutter at the thought of it, and she knows it...

"Anytime," I said, daring her. I am never the one that taps out. Ever!

Given the more joking tone, I wasn't sure if she was serious or not, so I never mentioned it to David, because I just didn't know if she would follow through, given we have not played together in a year.

So it's the Friday after that (earlier this evening as I write my first draft of this), and I've sort of forgotten about that whole exchange, and of course we have nowhere to go, and at around 7pm I hear the doorbell ring. Well who could that be, I wonder, in these times? Nobody just "drops in" during pandemic.

As soon as I open the door and see it's Sue, it comes flooding back. Oh yeah. I guess David and I are getting spanked...

"Oh oh," I said with a smile.

"Yup," she said, pulling out a hairbrush from her purse with a big grin on her face. She came prepared!

She was standing right at the front door. Holding a spanking hairbrush in plain sight. I ushered her in quickly. "Get in here!" I said with a laugh. "What will the neighbours think?" Not that anybody was there to see it.

"David!" I yelled up, "Sue is here... to give us both a spanking!" At least I presumed that was why she was here. Ha ha!

David came running down the stairs. "Oh. Hi Sue," he said, looking excited.

"It's been too long since I've spanked either of you," said Sue. "I'm here to give both of you a good sound spanking, one after the other. I'm in social isolation. I need a little kink," she added.

"Well I'm happy to help," said David. I mean, duh.

It did not escape my attention that Sue, who was in jeans, had on her wide leather belt that she had bought specifically to use on my ass two years ago.

It's her, "I'm 'gonna whip my little sister's ass" belt. Gulp!

Sue came in and sat with us in the living room. David opened a bottle of wine (a nice chilled Chablis) and served. Sue asked about our recent holidays, and we filled her in on some of the more kinky bits that we did not share at Sunday dinner (Swatted at the Beach!). She said we were both very naughty and needed a good spanking. We did not disagree. I was excited. I know David was as well.

"Who's first?" she asked.

I volunteered David to go first.

"Move the coffee table," Sue said to David, who did so. Sue sat near the centre of the larger sofa. "Now line up for your spankings," she said, motioning us both to line up one behind the other with David in front and me behind. "Down to your underwear," she said.

Oh gosh! We both took off our socks and jeans, and then our shirts. He was down to his underpants, and I was down to my rather casual bra and panties. No time to prepare!

Sue tapped the hairbrush on her lap and David went across first. His feet were on the floor and his chest and head were on the sofa, and he was draped across Sue's lap. She put the hairbrush down, then lowered his underpants to just beneath his cheeks. There was my husband with his underpants pulled down, across my sister's lap, waiting to get spanked!

"I love bums, of all sexes," commented Sue as she fondled my husband's bare round ass. Then she started spanking him with her hand.

I got to watch all of this, standing there in my bra and panties, waiting to go next. David seemed to be enjoying his spanking, squirming a little across Sue's lap and moaning gently as he was spanked. It looked... nice.

After a relatively short time, Sue pulled his undies back up, and made him go to the end of the line behind me. As he walked I could see he had a giant "tent" in his underpants.

Sue then had me go across her lap. She pulled the backs of my panties down and gave me what she just gave David. A mild hand spanking all over my bare cheeks. It was nice. I was conscious that I was maybe "turning on" my lezzy sis with my bare bum and my girlish squirming across her lap. I hoped so 😈. She then pulled my panties back up and told me to rejoin the back of the line. I was disappointed that it ended so soon. As I moved she reached out and swatted the seat of my panties.

Then it was David back across her lap. This time she pulled his underpants lower, down to his knees. She picked up the hairbrush, rubbed it across his cheeks, and then started spanking him with it. Fairly firm strokes that had him grunting and crying out a bit. Butt and thighs. She did a measured fifty then told him to get up. David stood, reaching for his underpants. "Leave them down," she told him. "Naughty, naughty," she said as she tapped his erection with her hairbrush. "Back of the line."

David let his underpants fall to his ankles and hobbled to the back of the line, theatrically rubbing his ass cheeks for my benefit, his big erection sticking out disgracefully in front! I couldn't believe he was getting so hot from my very own sister (sarcasm). I made a mental note of his unfaithfulness.

It was my turn again. This time for the hairbrush. I bent across Sue's lap. She started by unhooking my bra and removing it out from under me. My breasts were hidden, pushing into the couch, but would be visible after I stood up, after my spanking. There was literally no reason to do that. Removing my bra has no effect on my bottom! She was doing it to display her dominance, and embarrass me (and turn on my husband?), and turn me on, and maybe herself on as well. Whatever the reason, I was tits free now.

Like for David, she pulled my panties down to my knees. I guessed they would stay there now. I felt the wood of the hairbrush rubbing across my cheeks. She then started spanking me. Medium hard strokes, all over my ass, and a little bit down the backs of my thighs. I had counted exactly 50 for David, and I think I got the same, though I did not count. Less pleasant than her hand for sure, but sexy because it was stricter. Big sis giving me a little "what's for".

Sue told me to stand up. "Face me. Hands on your head," she instructed me. Oh blush! My hands went up and my bare breasts stuck out at her. My completely (and recently) shaved pussy was at her eye level. She reached out the hairbrush and brushed my pussy with the bristles (gratuitous! there was no pubic hair to brush!). She then pushed the wooden edge of the hairbrush a bit between my labia and moved it around. She pulled the hairbrush back, examined it, then rubbed it on the front of my thigh. While I felt a bit "damp" in there, I'm sure the hairbrush wasn't wet! probably... Without further comment she said, "back of the line. Underpants and panties off, both of you."

We each shucked our underpants and panties away. We were both completely naked!

I was hiding a bit behind David, but then he was beckoned, naked, across Sue's knee again. He moaned as his erect penis went across Sue's lap. As he settled there, Sue looked up at me and smiled. I blushed, feeling very vulnerable with my bare breasts exposed and my completely shaved and dampened pussy on display.

She then used the hairbrush a second time on David, this time going quite a bit harder and faster. He wriggled and kicked and vocalized this time around: "Ah! Oh! Ah Please! Sue! Ah!". It was a pretty good hairbrush spanking. It was exactly 100 strokes. His ass was very red by the end. I knew I would be next.

She let him up. "Awww,' she said as she played with his momentarily flaccid penis with the back of her hairbrush. "Back of the line," she said.

"Julie. Over," she told me. Uh oh. That last spanking she gave David looked a bit intense.

I went across her lap again. And I got my 100 very hard strokes. Ouch! I too was begging my sister a bit for mercy.

Almost all the spanks were low sit spots, hard, and fast. If she was thinking sexy thoughts about me, it was hard to tell as it was for sure a "no nonsense" punishment-grade affair.

After she deemed my punishment spanking over, she stood me up. This time even I clutched at my punished rear cheeks. "Back of the line," she said. I pranced back wondering what was next.

Sue shifted her body a bit and beckoned David over. "Straddle my knee," she told him. David did so. Oh my! It was not David's exposure that concerned me. If the recent past was any guide, that would be me straddling her knee soon enough...

His penis had hardened again in the interim as he was watching me get punishment spanked by my older sister, nude and kicking across her lap, ass reddening under her hairbrush.

As he straddled Sue's knee she arranged his testicles and hardened penis to stick out behind. She returned to using her hand and spanked him all up and down each thigh, and all over his butt. She then parted his ass cheeks and swatted him inside his cleft, up and down (I taught her that, though it comes natural to us pervies). She spread him wide and gave him a spanking very near his bottom hole. She then moved his genitals out of the way with one hand while she swatted the high insides of his thighs with the other, and repeated on the other side. She ended with a series of swats to his penis tip. As she did this, she looked up at me and said "you're next." She meant she would smack my pussy!!!! I squeaked and felt my pussy gush a little.

She stood David up and told him to go to the back of the line. She crooked her finger and beckoned me to take his place... for my... pussy spanking.

Her knee was right there, sticking straight out from the couch. I would have to spread my legs to straddle her one knee, clamping my thighs around her leg, exposing myself completely to her spanks. I blushed recalling that last time I had been straddling her knee in this fashion, about two and half years ago, and that I had orgasmed multiple times. My heart was fluttering like a little bird's. Like in a dream, I went across her leg. Oh my!

Oh Gosh Oh Gosh Oh Gosh. My pussy was so... out there! My clit pushed into her thigh. I hoped I would not leave a visible wet spot on her jeans.

The spanks began. They were identical to David's. All over my ass and up and down my thighs. Then my sister parted my rear cheeks, widely, and spanked the inside of my ass cleft, very thoroughly, all up and all down, both sides. She ended by pulling my cheeks wide apart right at the level of my bottom hole. I felt my hole stretching and opening as she pulled! She then spanked me so her fingertips struck my anus and her nails grazed my inner cheeks. She gave me a dozen or so from one side, then switched the cheek she was pulling on and gave me another dozen or so from the other side. This spanking was much more intimate!

As she had done with David's penis and testicles, she pushed my left pussy lip towards and past the center and spanked my high inside left thigh. Then she switched and spanked my high inside right thigh. Don't get me wrong, my labia is not, like giant. She didn't need to do that! Oh Gosh. Her hands were on my pussy! She then pushed my legs a little farther apart, and moved her knee a little more in towards my pussy so I was more "hanging off", and then gently smacked my pussy, over and over and over again!

It was different somehow this time. I was not cumming exactly. But I was very excited. Very embarrassed. I was grinding her knee involuntarily and moaning. Before anything "happened" she said, "stand up." I got up shakily, my pussy soaked and tingling. I could have cum for her had she let me! "Back of the line."

She stood up and directed David to bend over the arm of the sofa. She removed the wide leather belt from around her waist, doubled it up, and snapped it. "Last twelve strokes," she said, then whipped my husband's ass. Each stroke was a loud cracking SNAP of leather to bare skin, and left a wide, angry mark.

"You're done," she told him. "Julie!"

I scurried over and took my husband's place across the arm of the sofa.

I received the same measure of one dozen hard snapping strokes across my already tenderized ass. I looked over to my right and saw my dear husband with his dick in his hand, stroking off as I got belt whipped!

"Stop that!" I told him, between belt strikes.

Sue looked over at him, laughed at catching him "red handed", and then turned back to me, saying, "you do look sexy getting your cherry red ass whipped."

Sue finished my dozen and I went to get up. She put her hand on the small of my back and kept me there. "Six more for you," she told me. Unfair! She hauled back and gave me the fiercest six belt licks yet. YOUCH!

"Why did I get more than him!!!???" I demanded to know.

Sue laughed a little and said, very reasonably, "because you're my little sister and he's not." What kind of reason is that?

I stood up and clutched at my rear cheeks. "You're very mean giving me six extras," I said to her, "and you were very naughty, spanking me like that..." It was in my mind when I said it that she might agree she was naughty, and that consequences might ensue...

"Oh, you think I'm the naughty one do you? Well maybe you should do something about that?" she offered. Bingo!

"Really?" I asked her, sounding dubious, even though I was the one out on a fishing expedition, just did not expect to catch anything. Sue had never even hinted at wanting to be spanked in all these years. I had never heard about her even switching with one of her girlfriends.

"Not like I gave you guys, though. You guys are used to that. But a little spanking, with your hand maybe? Just to see what it's like. From a real expert."

She seemed to want a bit of a spanking. My older sister wanted me to spank her. Well, spanking is one thing I am VERY good at! Ha ha!

"In front of him?" I asked. David was standing there nude, hoping we would not notice him I guess, literally with his dick in his hand.

"Sure, why not?" she said.

I smiled. I went to put on my panties. I didn't want to accidentally "scissor" my sister. Yuck! So then braless, but in my panties, I moved her into position, unclasped and unzipped her jeans, and pushed them down towards the floor. I sat where she had sat, on the couch, and brought her down gently across my knee. Her panties were racy red and quite skimpy. High cut. So a lot of bottom cheek was exposed.

Did I mention that Sue has a spectacular ass?

I patted and rubbed her lower cheeks. "Nice bum," I said.

"thank you..." she said, sounding a little embarrassed.

"Oh yes," chimed in David.

"You shut up," I told him. "You can watch because Sue said it was ok, but you don't talk."

I teased with my fingers at the waistband of her panties. "down or up," I asked her.

"Up," she said.

I don't know what she was expecting, but I pulled up at the waistband giving her a full on wedgy. I knew from experience that when the material is pulled up like that it cuts into your pussy, into your bumhole. I hoped I would not rip her pretty panties.

"Ohhh!" she said aloud as I pulled the gusset of her panties up into her private regions. David squirmed in excitement and continued to squeeze his penis in his hand, though he did not dare to rub it.

I stroked her cheeks with my hand. I started gently slapping them. Already even the first few light spanks left pink blotches on her virgin ass-skin. Sue was clearly very, very new to this, and she would feel even the lightest of spankings. To me, it's all about sexy placement of the spanks with very gradually mounting intensity. I like the low cheeks. The under-curve. Sometimes with my hand slapping right across the centre in order to send pulsations into her private parts. But not only there. You need contrasting variety, so a bit of an excursion all around up high, to the sides, to the backs of her thighs, and then returning to the low ass cheeks: the "clit" of spanking.

Sue was moaning appreciatively as I did this. "Oh... Ooooh... Ahhhh... Ummm... Ohhh... Shit... you're good at this..."

David was standing there, naked, observing the scene intently. I mean, his topless wife was wedgy-spanking his very hot sister-in-law! I took pity on him. I asked in a soft voice to Sue as I was gently spanking her, "is it ok if David jerks off to this?"

"yeah..." she said breathlessly.

To David, sternly: "in your hand, no mess." He licked his palm and started rubbing his cock.

I kept up with Sue's sensual spanking. I could feel her rocking on my lap. The sensations were definitely in her pussy. I worked the gusset of her panties deliberately with that in mind.

I whispered to her, "may I take your jeans and panties off?"

"yes please," she said. I guess the sexy spanking was loosening her up. My husband would get more of a show still once I unveiled her pussy... had her legs bare... and spread. What's good for the Goose is good for the Gander.

I peeled her panties down her legs and out of her crack, and took them right down to her ankles where her jeans were pooled. She was cooperative as I pulled her jeans off of each leg, and then took her panties off as well. I could see my sister's pussy!

I pulled the skin of her near lower cheek to taughten it to find new areas to spank, nearer her bottom hole and her sex. As I pulled like that, David and I both got a good peep at Sue's charms. It was not sexy for me, per se, it was more like I was working here, making sure she (and hubby) got off on it. My sister's vag was the instrument I needed to play.

I shifted her position so that her clit came into more intimate contact with my bare thigh.

I focused my spanks on her sit spots nearest her sex. Sue pushed her bottom up and into my spanks. She wanted more. Did she realize the bare pussy show she was putting on for my husband? Did she even care? I increased the intensity of the spanking and modulated the rhythm to her rocking across my thigh. As I spanked her low cheeks I now allowed my fingertips to gently whip into her over-heated labia. "Ooohhhhh" she moaned as she spread her legs wide of her own accord to better position her kitty to grind against me, and to allow my fingertips greater access to her hot sex.

I know a hot little number who's begging to cum when I see it. I wasn't sure if she would get off just from rubbing my thigh (I'm "special" that way, she may not be), or from my fingers (not that I was overly keen on fingering my sister's pussy!), so I decided I would take no chances, and get out the big guns.

"Bring me my Hitachi and plug it in," I told David.

David scurried upstairs and brought my Hitachi down in record time. He plugged it into a wall socket just behind the couch and handed me the shaft. I turned it on to make sure it worked and flipped it back off again. I re-positioned Sue a bit, I slapped her inner thighs to make her spread her legs wide, I then touched the ball-end of the Hitachi to her pussy and turned it on.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Sue exclaimed out loud and wiggled her cunt. Very lewd! Using my left hand I continued smacking lightly at her cheeks, her asshole, her pussy lips, but mainly her spank spots and thighs. I held the Hitachi there as I spanked. David stood there and started jerking his cock again.

You would not believe the ridiculous sex show my sister was putting on for my husband and me! "Oooooo, Ahhhhhh," she said as she shook her bare booty up and down across my knee as I tracked the Hitachi directly against her clit.

"Who's the bad girl now?" I asked her. "Who's the naughty girl? Look at you shaking that tight little ass across your little sister's knee, grinding your pussy into my vibrator. You're getting David all excited. Are you 'gonna cum for me? Huh? Are you 'gonna cum for me, naughty girl?"

"yes... Yes... YES..."

She was close. I raised my left hand high and brought it down HARD on her ass cheeks. Once, Twice. Three Times. Again. Again. Again!

On each hard strike she raised her ass cheek up to meet me again and again, displaying herself lewdly each and every time, pussy and bottom hole, like a woman being FUCKED.


My sister came HARD for me! And just before that, so did my husband! Ha ha! Right into his own hand with his own little cry.

"Fuck! I needed that," said Sue as she lay limply across my lap.

I did not want to linger. "Get up!" I told her as I smacked her bottom hard.

"Youch!" she said as she quickly got to her feet.

I went over to my husband, who had just cum himself, and said, "put that in your mouth, mister! NOW!" I told him, referring to the cum in his hand. "Did you just get off watching my sister? Did you?"

"Ymm Mmm" David mumbled, with cum in his mouth.

"Get over here, across my knee," I told him. I sat on the couch and pulled him down over my lap. I picked up the hairbrush that Sue had left nearby and began spanking my husband's rear cheeks with it. "How dare you look at my sister like that! How dare you!" I said as I spanked. "Were you having thoughts about her. Were you?" I continued spanking him, not waiting for an answer. "How dare you have thoughts about my sister like that!?!"

By this time Sue was dressed again, as if it had never even happened. "You tell him," said Sue with a big smile, seemingly completely unembarrassed abut the show she had just put on.

Last blog entry I was teasing an e-subby about his premature ejaculation and his inability to get it up in a tense situation. I decided to channel a bit of that for my hubbie's embarrassment (he loves embarrassment!)

"Do you hear that?" I asked him as I spanked. "That is not for you. That is not for you to see. What? Were you imagining actually sticking it in? Were you? How fucking pathetic is that. My sister! She is a fucking ten and you have no chance of ever getting anything like that. Hell, you're such a pathetic little beta I'd bet you'd shoot your load before you got to even within a foot of her. Or you'd probably be so intimidated you wouldn't even be able to get it up in the first place. Now get off my lap," I said, as I pushed him off my lap and onto the floor. "You disgust me."

"Yeah, me too," added Sue, mock serious.

"Go stand in the corner. Keep that cum in your mouth. I'll tell you when you can swallow it," I said, banishing him to his naughty spot in the corner of the living room.

I turned to Sue, stood and hugged her. "Did you like?" I asked.

"I did," she said.

"So naughty!" I said.

"Very naughty."

"I'm not your girlfriend," I told her.

"Sisters with... benefits?" she asked.

"I like that. When the mood strikes," I said.

"Exactly," finished Sue. "You were very mean to David just now, though. You did ask me, and we did give him permission..."

"Oh I know we did," I said, "but he doesn't get to enjoy something like that without consequences, of course."

"Of course," she agreed.

Sue then suggested that she should head off, and we'd see each other on Sunday at Mom and Dad's. She went over to David and kissed his cheek. "Did you like your spanking?" she asked.

"Mmmm Mmmm!" he mumbled enthousiastically.

"More importantly," she continued, "did you like my spanking?"


"Was it worth it?" she asked him. "Knowing you have to stand here with c - ha ha - cum in your mouth as punishment?" She could not get the whole sentence out, and laughed at the word "cum".

"Mmm Mmm" he said, answering in the affirmative.

"How long does he have to stay like this?" Sue asked me.

"After what he got to see? I think an hour at least," I pondered.

"Mmmmm!" complained David.

"Yes," I continued, "definitely a nice long hour swilling a mouthful of cum, to remind him to whom he belongs. A strapping and a nice session of bum sex afterwards, David?" My go to in situations like this!

"mmmmm..." he mumbled, complaining.

"I'm sorry I got you into so much trouble," said Sue, as she gave him another peck on his cheek, hugged me, and then took off.


Sunday, March 22

A Half-Assed Spanking

As you guys know, I have lots of fans writing to me wanting me to dominate them over email. I am always good with it. This week I had a lovely young lad in his early twenties from France. I know his real name, but I won't use it here, he decided on "michael" for this blog entry. I usually give my e-subbies a quick task to see if they are worthy of my attention. Well michael came through with flying colours!

Here were my instructions:
Get a wooden implement and spank yourself 100 times, good and hard, on just one of your cheeks (whichever is easier for you to reach). Then send me one picture of your two cheeks, I want to see the difference. Make sure the lighting is decent so I can see the damage. 100 HARD strokes. If one is not hard by accident (or because you pussy out), repeat it until you get a hard one. One you think would satisfy me. ONE HUNDRED. I better see a very red cheek and some good marks, young man!
I want to tell you a bit more about michael below, but I'll not keep you in suspense over the results.

Poor baby! That is one angry looking cheek. I love how he's bent over, tugging his shirt up so I have a better view, clutching the instrument of his own castigation. I'm sure he was in a great deal of pain. His penis is not even erect (at least, I hope it isn't! It does look like a bit of a small one).

Here is a lightened closeup.

I'm really not sure if I could have done any better in person. Bravo michael!

Can you not just picture him swinging that hairbrush over and over and over again. His face contorted in pain? Tears coming to his eyes? I can!

Here is what michael had to say about it.
Regarding the spanking... I was giving myself very hard strokes with the hairbrush. I mean, I need to say that for the last few it was so painful that I had to give myself less severe strokes... I know if I had been put over your knees, I would not have had anything to say... During the spanking, but also before, I didn't have any erection as I was imagining that it was you who was giving me spanks and I was very embarrassed. But I think I would have been able to cum anyway... Now when I am writing this with a sore bottom I am starting to have an erection.
Yes, I agree that he missed out on the crescendo of severity I would have given him. The last strokes are usually the most painful.

Michael would really like a girlfriend who is into spanking and humiliating him. As you can see from his photo, he's a very cute boy. She would have to be a girl like me who does not particularly get off on dick, but more on tongue. I understand it has something to do with the geometry of vagina, g-spot, and clit, and it's about 50-50. Plenty of fish in the sea. And Michael is the sort of boy you could cuck if you want some dick every now and then. I imagine anybody in the 18-30 age range would be suitable. He lives in the south of France, so that's nice. I don't know much about his prospects, but he's a student and renting his own apartment. If you're interested, send me an email and I will connect you.

But before you sign up, ladies, I should tell you a few more things about michael.

Here is how he described himself.
I am a slim, tall and handsome boy. I had one girlfriend, but I was having a problem with premature ejaculation with her... I have also read the story about your husband and how you dealt with this issue, I think I should be treated like this. I hope to find a dominant girl in the future, like your husband did.
I reassured him about his "little problem".
Premature ejaculation can be extremely fun for the right girl. I really enjoyed my husband's "little problem". It means he's just more responsive than most men. I had so much fun teasing and denying him! Watching him stand and squirm after a penis rub, knowing that if he cums it's a ruined orgasm and THEN he gets a spanking anyways! Ha ha!
Yes, I did and do have a lot fun with my husband's premature ejaculation issue (though it's gotten better with age, sigh!). The episode he was referring to was a series of posts on my husband's premature ejaculation issue back in 2012 beginning with david's premature ejaculation issue. Basically I had him stand in the living room over a puppie pad and masturbate and stop, and masturbate and stop, and so on, as I timed him. Here is an excerpt from one of my blogs in the series.
I said that he would be using his hand on himself, lubed and vigorous, and I would be timing. Each day he would rub himself without cumming for more and more time. I would increase the challenge by adding things that turn him on, like dirty talk, light spanks on his ass, a sexy peek-a-boo from me, or having him hold toys inside his bumhole.

"Doesn't that sound like fun?" I asked him.

"What if I can't make it?" he asked.

I told him that if he thinks he's going to cum, he can ask my permission to stop rubbing. If I think he's done enough, I'll let him stop for ten seconds, hands at his sides, to regain his composure, and then we'll start from the beginning again. If it's really bad, he can ask me to clamp him with my hand at the base of his cock. But each time he stops, I'll add up the seconds he had left, and at the end he'll get a paddling with my hairbrush for as many strokes as all the seconds remaining. If he needed a clamping, the seconds would be doubled.

"But what if I really can't make it?" he asked, looking nervous but knowing the answer before I even spoke it.

I told him that the whole idea was that he control himself. If he can't: it's the strap. david groaned at that. He knows a strapping from my leather tawse is no laughing matter.

"Nooooo..." he whined at me.

"And whatever comes out," I told him, "you'll be holding in your mouth during your strapping without swallowing."
I put david through his paces several times, and then told him that for his "lack of progress" he would be punished by my inviting my sister over to watch one of his premie training sessions.

He was soooo humiliated! (Trained in front of Sister). And he got the strap also, while my sister watched.

So that's the sort of regime that michael would want a girl to do to him. Are you game ladies? Have you lots of extra girlfriends or sisters you can invite around for some fun? Michael particularly liked a blog entry where david was made to do bare bottom corner time while two heavily tipped maids made up our room in a fancy Paris hotel (Husband Bare Bottomed in Corner in Front of Hotel Maids!). So he's definitely up for some public humiliation.

Michael wrote back about his premature ejaculation.
Regarding your last email... Yes, I have a problem with premature ejaculation but for my girlfriend it was not a fun at all. She was upset and maybe a little bit angry with me.
I didn't really like this and I would rather that she had put me over her knee for a very hard spanking as you did with your man.
But she was not into femdom at all, I mean all she knew was that I liked feet, but apart from that I didn't tell her anything. I really wanted to develop my tongue skills. I mean I was giving her cunnilingus but I don't know, I think that she didn't get used to it. I didn't have the opportunity to lick her ass and I would have liked to. What I really like in your relationship is the rule that if your husband touches your asshole with his tongue, he will not be allowed to lick your pussy after. This is the rule which really excites me, maybe because I didn't lick any ass of the girl, but also that it's very humiliating... He needs to do something with his tongue, lick you out in that place on your body which won't allow him to touch your pussy. I completely agree with this rule, well, we should have rules regarding touching your pussy with a completely clean tongue, shouldn't we?

Rules are rules! She did not "get used to" his cunnilingus. Really now. Was that the problem?

Michael goes on to share some of his "experiences".
I engaged in a few video sessions with two Pro-Dommes (not including spanking but embarrassing). I was able to see some of their bodies and they were able to see me. During those sessions I had to show them my cock and they told me to masturbate, laughing at me and so on. I really liked it, to be embarrassed in front of two experienced girls. But what I saw also was sometimes I was so stressed that I was not able to get hard... but I was able to cum... I mean when I stroked my penis which was not hard (because they were strictly instructing me to get it hard) I was having a climax despite the fact that it was not hard. They were just laughing at me and it was very embarrassing. One time I knew they didn't want to make me cum as they wanted me to pay for another, longer session. I was not touching my penis or just touching it a little bit. But when the session was going to finish, one of the girls told me that if I wanted to cum, I needed to have another session, so I just started stroking and came within maybe 15 seconds as I was very embarrassed which turned me on. And one of the girls asked the other, while laughing, "did you see that?" The other answered, "yes", with a big smile. I was again very embarrassed.
So not only does michael suffer from premature ejaculation, but oh my goodness, when he gets a bit nervous he can't get it up either: it stays just a limp little noodle and dribbles out an orgasm!

He shares another experience with us.
I had just one spanking. That was with a girl my age, but she was very experienced. I decided to stay in pants (I know I should have taken them off without saying anything, but I was very embarrassed). She put me over her knee for an otk spanking. She was very well built and she placed me on her tights. She spanked me with the hand, not so hard at first but then much harder. She massaged my bottom as well. When I was getting this light spanking and having my penis over her tights and dress, I just came without an erection. Without even touching my penis... I didn't have an erection because I was very embarrassed so my penis was quite small. But despite that fact I was able to cum. When I stood I showed the stain to her and she sent me to the bathroom. When I came back I saw that I had made a mess on her dress also. She was not angry at all, smiling, but waiting for me with the hairbrush... I got a hairbrush spanking, not very hard but I was very humiliated.
Poor little premie! Imagining cumming, limp in your pants, while across a lady's knee? And then after his ejaculation being gently punished with a hairbrush spanking?

So, a pretty little boy, enjoys being spanked and embarrassed, preferably in front of multiple women, who cannot get it up if at all nervous, who suffers from premature ejaculation, and will cum even when fully limp from just a gentle touch. Sounds like a good candidate to be feminized and made into a little spanked house maid by the right sort of lady.

Let me know if you're out there!

Friday, March 20

Sexually Harassed in the Workplace

Hubby and I are both cooped up working from home. I'm on the big computer up in the attic, and he's on his laptop in our bedroom. Towards the end of the day he came up to me and sexually harassed me in my workplace!

It's actually interesting hearing my man conducting business. I've impressed and turned-on! He's pretty "alpha" on his calls (he is the boss). While I'm a manager as well, I'm all about feelings and consensus and all that. Ha ha!

After he was done his day he came up to me, where I was working on the computer. He leaned into me and kissed me on my cheek. He put a hand on my thighs. He grabbed my boob in his hand!

"That's sexual harassment in the workplace," I told him.

"Oh yeah?" he responded. "Guilty as charged. What's my punishment?"

I was pretty much done. I could wrap up what I was doing tomorrow. I turned towards him, reached my hand out, grabbed him by his ear, and twisted it painfully.

"I think this goes well beyond a letter of reprimand, young man. A little in-the-workplace discipline is called for," I said.

I took him down the stairs to his "office" (the bedroom) by his ear, and then released him and told him to stack three pillows on the bed, lay over them, and pull his pants down.

"Yes Ma'am," he said, and did as he was told.

I went to the bedside drawer and pulled out the strap.

He looked at me fearfully as I brandished it.

I walked around to position myself properly.

 I lined up and prepared for the first stroke.

Then I went to town on that sexually harassing ass!

Again, and again, and again, until a lesson was imparted!

Afterwards, I made sure to properly sexually harass his ass.

And then allowed him to pleasure me to an end-of-workday orgasm. First I sat on his face and got him to lick my pussy,

Then I sat up, turned my Hitachi on, and pleasured myself with his tongue lodged deeply up my ass.

It was very nice!

Nothing for him. That'll learn him.

Tuesday, March 17

Kinky Marriage Counselling

Amidst all the scary Corona stuff out there, and given that folks will more likely be at home for a while with time to kill and lacking some of their usual entertainment outlets, I figure the best way for me to contribute is to keep on blogging. So I made a special effort this week for you with a nice long story!
A little while ago I orchestrated a scene for an online fan of mine. It involved himself,  Mistress Violet, and another Pro Domme on a "marriage counsellor" theme roleplay. What fun!

This is a married older male fan (in his fifties) who reads the blog and emails me every now and then. He is a natural subby, but has a wife who is not "into" playing at all. He says he tried with her, and that she tried as well, but that her heart was not into it, and he felt bad continuing to try to play on those terms (on top of being unsatisfied). But he absolutely wants to stay with her, and still enjoys having vanilla sex with her and being with her. So, he jerks off a lot to my blog.

little monkeys, all of you ;-)

He asked my advice at one point on discretely visiting a pro. Advice, or maybe permission? At any rate he seemed to be a loyal husband, so I was happy to give him my blessing, on condition that he could keep a secret. His first choice was of course my recommendation, Mistress Violet Mays.

He did visit her a couple of times and enjoyed it a lot. It was a good outlet for his kinky side and the little missus was none the wiser. Mistress Violet kept it very strict, caring, and professional, of course, and gave him what he needed without risking his marriage with any long term emotional entanglements (and lest you think I'm a hypocrite, I've sent my husband to Mistress Violet as well, together with me and alone on occasion).

Not so long ago this fan emailed me again, and said he really was turned on by the "humiliation" sort of thing (that my husband and I do a lot of), where he could be spanked by one woman in front of another. He asked me if I could play the witness. I could not, of course. I am very careful to keep blog life and real life quite separate, even when I feel 100% safe. Just a hard and fast rule for me. But I don't mind him asking (who knows, maybe one day I'll say yes to something like this). I suggested that he should come up with a scene concept, and then ask Violet's advice on choosing an appropriate witness/participant amongst her large group of contacts (Violet is highly respected within the Toronto BDSM community and abroad, and often plays "concierge of kink" to keep it fresh).

He asked if I would apply my "remarkably kinky imagination" (his words) to helping him to come up with a scene. I agreed to that, of course.

Because we had discussed his wife a bit, and I enjoy mind games, I suggested a wife / marriage counsellor theme for him. He would be some kind of bad / lazy husband who refused to do any of the "women's work" around the house. This resulted in arguments that threatened the marriage, a dwindling of sex, and constant masturbation in front of his computer to the further detriment of their sex life. Moreover, while not becoming violent, the husband had become borderline abusive towards his wife while arguing, and she feared for her own safety. In fact, it was so bad that the wife had mentally accepted a divorce, but that they would go visit a marriage counsellor as a last chance sort of thing. The marriage counsellor would hear them out, and then suggest what should be done. She heard them both out and concluded quickly that while in many cases there are two sides to a story, in this case the husband was completely in the wrong and needed his attitude adjusted. As the husband desperately wanted to save the marriage (and it helped that the wife had a giant trust fund that was coming to maturity), the husband agreed to do everything asked of him without questioning it during a month long "CBT" program (NO, not that! "Cognitive Behavioural Therapy", sillies). To paraphrase from Wikipedia,
"Cognitive Behavioural Therapy, or CBT for short, is a psycho-social intervention that aims to address deep-seated issues. It focuses on challenging and changing unhelpful cognitive distortions. Most importantly, it directly addresses behaviours, and helps in the development of coping strategies that target solving current problems."
We floated the concept past Violet and she loved it and said she had somebody perfect in mind. Violet chose to play the wife, and she asked an older disciplinarian-oriented Pro Domme in Toronto to play the marriage counsellor. He set a date with the two of them, and then he and I collaborated on fleshing out the scene, and then sent it to Violet for her review. Here was Violet's response
I LOVE this scene as it really allows me to showcase a range of emotions (thank you, scriptwriter), and I really like the psychological mind fuck of accepting the divorce, then forcing my husband into a corner... I ALSO really like it that I'll be the less experienced woman in this scenario, learning from the therapist as she shows me how things are done. I will have lots of fun!
(Isn't Violet grand?)

After it was arranged, I knew I wanted to publish something concerning the event here on my blog, so I went into the scene concept we created and fleshed it out even more for publication. But I just could not stop, so in the end I wound up writing a 60-page story (I got carried away!).

Too long for a blog post, so I published it on an illustrated "Fiction with Julie" page, titled The Marriage Counsellor (of course). I changed the names of the characters as follows.
  • Julie, the wife
  • David, the husband
  • Dr. Joyce, the marriage counsellor
  • Cherie, the receptionist
  • Beth, Julie's little sister
  • "Julie's Mom", Julie's Mom
  • James, the handsome man in the elevator
(yes - carried away!)

The Table of Contents is as follows.
1. Trouble in Paradise
2. The Story Gets Told
3. The Hammer Drops
4. His First Session
5. David at Attention
6. David Confined
7. David Paddled
8. David Plugged
9. David Outfitted
10. David Made Into a Woman
11. David Spit-Roasted
12. David Rewarded
13. The Family Lends a Hand
14. David's New Lease on Life
Chapters 1-3 are a bit slow-paced but set the scene so you can suspend disbelief (at least a little?) for the remaining 11 chapters which are all "action packed".

Now the scene concept that my fan played out with Violet and her colleague did not do everything described in my story by any means. And for the sake of the privacy of all concerned, I will not get into what parts were and were not played out. Suffice to say I got the whole scoop, and the scene was, well, VERY GOOD for him! In fact, my original scene concept pushed a few boundaries with him, and the actual scene blew right through them in spades. Of course it included a full stripping in front of the two lovely ladies, and a very strict OTK spanking with a paddle that had him well-blistered, but there were many other things he was required to do as well, some of them very uncomfortable for him indeed, and all highly, highly humbling, which was his ask. Oh what fun!

We will neither confirm nor deny, but try figuring out for yourself what things from the story were acted out, and which ones were not, in the comments below. I'll give you a "hotter / cooler" feedback. Ha ha!

Enjoy the read and come back here to comment!

Tuesday, March 10

Massaging My Man

Hi guys! Still on holiday in fancy beach resort in Latin America. David's been signing up for Spa massages, and I strongly suspect ulterior motives!

Level with me you fellas out there. Yes massage is beneficial, and good for you, and relieves stress, and, and, and, and... BUT, the main reason you do it is to get a pretty 20-something-year-old to touch your butt. Am I right? C'mon. He always specifies "female therapist, please". And he tells me that when he fills out the form he always mixes "glutes" in there as a "special focus area". Like, have you any areas you would like us to focus on? Oh yeah, ahem, "neck, shoulders, lower back, glutes, calves." As if we didn't notice the "glutes" jumbled in there. Like going to the drugstore and buying chips, batteries, condoms, Gatorade, razors. Yeah, we know the condoms are in there, perv!

He says how he sometimes gets erections when face down and a pretty young thing has bared half his butt and is rubbing it. Sometimes he even admits to erections when face up, as she rubs his thighs. Nothing these gals haven't seen 1000 times. Older, rich, white males versus young Latin women eking out a living doing massage at a hotel spa. Power imbalance much?

Anyhoo, he was due for his massage earlier today. He wanted to be there 30 minutes early to enjoy the facilities. One hour before we were both in our room dressed only in our hotel robes. I went to the bathroom and got the baby oil and the wooden clothes brush the hotel helpfully supplies for just this situation (I mean, who brushes clothes, anyways?).

"Across my lap," I told him, sitting down on our couch.

"I have a massage coming up," he told me. Oh I knew.

I lifted up his robe, baring his bottom, and proceeded to spank him with my hand. After a few dozen strokes I picked up the clothes brush and repeatedly walloped his backside.

"Please, honey!" he begged. "I have a massage. My butt will be marked!"

"Yes it will," I told him.

Once I had achieved a satisfactory dusky red hue I grabbed his genitals from between his legs and roughly pulled them up behind and made him lock his thighs together.

I reached for the baby oil and lubed him up, then proceeded to hand job him.

"You can go to your massage with a red ass and a limp dick," I told him as I rubbed his cock. "I won't have you terrorizing those young Latin massage therapists. You're an old white male and they'll get a kick out of seeing you with a red ass and a limp dick!"

I rubbed him until he came, then made him shower and sent him for his massage.

Later he reported back that his red ass was not commented on, and that his penis did not stir at all during his massage. Boo boo. Serves him right, dirty old white man.

Monday, March 9

Swatted at the Beach!

Blushy blush! I got my bikini-clad bum publicly swatted by my husband at the beach today, with a sexy and very public promise of more to come once he got me back to our room!

Yes, we are on vacay in Latin America at a fancy beach resort. There are lots of Americans from the south down here this week. Some kind of farm equipment "reward" thing for high sellers and their wives (or visa-versa in some cases, but we have not seen that yet!). The husbands are all hale and hearty alphas, and the women are cute and charming little things who seem to gossip amongst themselves dreadfully. Kids were not invited, so there were none whatsoever around. We were on a nature tour with a few of the couples yesterday and got the lay of the land.

I wanted to engage in a little bit of fun kinky public embarrassment play. Given the crowd, I thought "man in charge" would fit right in. So I made up a little vignette yesterday evening for David and I to enact today. David is always more reluctant than I, but I toned it down and talked him into the milder version (i.e, bikini bottoms staying up, top staying on!).

Next morning, we picked out a pair of lounge chairs under an extended canopy facing a pool then the beach. We were there for a couple of hours, ordering drinks, getting a bit tipsy. On one side of us was an older couple from Alabama. On the other side of us was a younger couple from Tennessee. I was chatting them both up a bit, exchanging information and pleasantries about where we all were from, what do we do, what activities have we all engaged in, the various restaurant choices, things like that. I had a couple of Pina Coladas and was feeling bold!

David was lying there not really participating, looking like he was trying to sleep. Face up, eyes closed. He had on his swimsuit and a shirt.

I stood up, took my wrap off and said, "take me swimming in the ocean!" I could feel mens' eyes on me. My bikini is sexy.

"Maybe later," he said, without opening his eyes.

"C'mon!" I said, shaking him a bit.

"No. It's wet and cold in the ocean," he said, with his eyes still stubbornly closed  (That was his line we had rehearsed).

"I know how to cure that," I said with a giggle. I picked up my plastic glass of cold water I had at the ready, and emptied it right on his crotch. Ha ha!

"WHAT THE!" said David as he jolted upright.

"You're cold and wet now anyways, may as well take me swimmin'" I said in my best cutesy voice.

"Come here," said David, sounding stern.

I giggled and approached him. We definitely had our audience.

"Turn around," said David.

I obeyed, feeling myself starting to blush already. I knew exactly what was coming.

Without standing up, David got his glass of water in one hand, pulled my bikini bottoms away from my waist, and emptied the glass of chilly water right down my backside!

"OH FUCK!" I yelled out.

"Language, young lady!" said David  as he gave me an open-handed, solid, resounding smack with his one big hand to both my low ass cheeks exposed beneath my bikini.

"You tell her, Sonny!" said the older gentleman to our left with a big guffaw.

David stood and turned me to face him. I looked up adoringly into his handsome eyes, feeling naked in my bikini.

"I'll take you swimming," said David to me. "After that I'm taking you back to our room and putting you across my knee."

I squirmed in place and said "Ohhh... Yes Sir," sort of lustfully.

"Pack up," said David.

I gathered all our stuff except our sandals in my beach bag and put my sandals on. I did not put my cover-up back on. I wanted to be as naked as possible.

I started walking towards the hotel.

"Ocean is that way," said David.

"We can skip the swimming if you want," I said, coyly.

"Eager for your spanking are you?" he asked, brazenly.

I turned back towards him, pushed myself against him, mushing my breasts into his chest, and said "yes sir," softly. He tilted his head down and gave me a smooch on my lips. Shivers ran through me.

"Bye!" I waved to our new friends.

"You two have fun now," said the older gentleman.

"Woo! Hot!" Said the woman belonging to the younger couple.


I'll be blushing so hard if I meet up with those two couples again! I'm sure word will spread around the farm equipment diamond sales club or whatever!


P.S. we went to our room, and I actually did get that spanking. You see, the whole scheme was my idea, so I got spanked for my extreme naughtiness, and then was required to be an even naughtier girl after that, though no longer in public, mercifully!