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On a challenge, Jenny and her mom have just been spanked by grandad. He
used the old razor strop that had been used many times on Jenny's mom. To
say it was effective would be the understatement of the year. Now they had
to somehow dress and get home. Ellen had forgotten about wearing a soft
dress that had plenty of room for a swollen ass, so they both had to get
into tight jeans.
Jenny kissed Ellen again. "It hurt like hell, mom, but I'm glad I
took one with you. It somehow makes us even closer."
Ellen hugged her step daughter. "I know what you mean honey. I need
to crash on my tummy, and I'm sure you do too, so lets say so long to my
dad and mom and see if we can get home."
The two girls managed to painfully get their jeans back on and walk stiffly to the house.
Ellen's mom laughed. "Haven't heard that much screaming in years. I
trust dad did a good job on both of you?"
Both Ellen and Jenny nodded. Jenny said,"Thanks grandad. I'm glad
to know what mom got when she was growing up, even if it did hurt terribly."
Ellen said, "That goes double for me dad. I had forgotten just how
bad it was. If Jenny _really_ screws up big time, I'll bring her over for a repeat, OK?"
Her dad said, "Sure honey, and anytime _you_ need a repeat, let me know." He laughed.
Ellen spoke, "Er, mom, could we borrow a couple of soft pillows to get home?"
Ellen's mom laughed, "Sure, honey. Grab a pair of soft ones from
the living room. Bring them back the next time you come to visit, or decide
you need another spanking." She laughed again.
Back at the car Ellen said, "Honey, will you please drive us home?
I'm still woozy from the spanking."
"Sure, mom. My ass hurts like hell, but I'm reasonably steady on my
feet. I wasn't right after the spanking. If I ever get another, I'm
bringing my sleeping bag so I can crash on my tummy for awhile."
Even with the pillows, it was a sore trip to the house. Ellen said,
"Honey, I'm still a little dizzy. Why don't you get your dad to help me
into the house. Oh, and dear, please ignore any loud noises from the
bedroom. The spanking has made me want your dad real bad, and I imagine he
will be glad to help me out."
Jenny laughed, "It makes me hot too, mom, but I have to take care
of myself. Hey, have a real good fuck, you two."
"Jenny! You shouldn't use that kind of language."
"I know, but I don't think you are going to spank me for saying it,
and have a good one anyway." She laughed, but rubbed her ass.
Jenny found dad tinkering with his sports car, "Dad, the spanking
we got from gramps was even worse than we expected. Mom is still a little
weak, and would like some help getting to the bedroom. Tell you how bad it
was; she had _me_ drive home."
Her dad laughed, "Wow, it must have been _real_ bad to let you drive. I'll go help her."
"Ahh, dad, don't worry about any loud noises from the bedroom. I
already know she has a very sore ass, but is horny as hell. I'd recommend a
little paddling before you two make love."
"Hasn't she had enough for one day?"
"Dad, you have to understand that a spanking makes most woman
excited sexually; even me, and I'm still a virgin, believe it or not. It
was over an hour ago that mom got it from gramps. A dozen or so good ones
with the paddle ought to be about right, but far be it for me to advise you
about your sex life; I don't even have one yet." She laughed.
"Then how do you know so much about spanking arousing a woman?"
"Well, dad, in the first place I read a lot, in the second place I
talk to my girl friends and in the third place I "R" one."
"You mean to tell me that you get hot when Ellen uses that paddle
on your tail? Or the switch? I can hear you screaming all over the house."
"Dad, it hurts like hell, but it definitely turns me on. I wouldn't
take one just for that, but when I have to take a spanking, I get aroused.
I suspect that when I get a steady boy friend, or maybe when I marry, that
spanking will be a regular part of our lovemaking. If you and mom haven't
discovered it yet, I suggest you do so, but, like I said, it's not my job
to give sex ed to you or mom." She laughed. "Hey, you're welcome to borrow
the cane. That's more effective than the paddle. Mom keeps it hanging in
her closet in the bedroom. A dozen good ones should be just about right
over the dozen gramps gave us."
"Did you get aroused from the spanking grandad gave you?"
"Yes, dad, and I'm going to my room to take care of that little
matter. You and mom can ignore any moans coming from _my_ bedroom."
Dad went looking for Ellen, muttering to himself about never
understanding women and Jenny went to her bedroom. She immediately removed
the painful slacks, then the remainder of her clothing. She searched
through the top drawer of her bureau and came up with a dildo, a tube of
K-Y jelly and a pair of nipple clips connected by a chain. They were the
kind that get tighter if pulled.
She decided to try and put out some of the fire in her ass, so she
used some skin cream. She then lay down on her tummy in bed. She lubed up
the dildo and inserted it where it belonged. Oh, it felt sooooo good. She
put on the nipple clips, which hurt, but it was a "good" hurt. She could
pull on the chain and punish her nipples while she pushed the dildo in and out.
She was about half way to her first orgasm when she heard a scream
from down the hall, in the direction of the master bedroom. She smiled. Dad
had taken her advice. Knowing her mom was getting spanked made her even
hotter and she went over the top, openly moaning. She figured nobody down
the hall would hear her, or care. Her mom screamed again. Jenny counted
screams while she was busy with her second orgasm. It sounded like six when
she shuddered and moaned again. By the time she counted a dozen, she was
into her third orgasm.
She usually only had two, but knowing what was happening down the
hall, plus the big spanking she had gotten made her extra hot today. She
heard another scream, but this sounded like daddy was giving it to mommy.
Could she have yet another orgasm?
Four would be a record with her, but she still felt aroused. The
moans from down the hall were really loud and mom screamed again. Jenny
figured that was when mom had her orgasm, so she was one up on mom already.
She wondered if it would be better with a man? The dildo was nice and big,
but she had only seen one erect penis and that belonged to her boyfriend
Derek. Lots of literature, and some of her friends, told her that it was
technique, not just size, that mattered. She had yet to try out his
technique, but she wanted to very much.
Technically, she had lost her virginity the first time she had
used a dildo. That was years ago, and it was a smaller dildo that she still
kept and sometimes used in her rectum. Holding the big dildo in place, she
retrieved the old one and inserted it in her rectum. Wow, it felt nice
getting filled in both holes. She had tried the small one back there
before, but never while her front hole was full. She had learned a new
trick today. Too bad they didn't have a _real_ sex ed class at school.
She pulled the chain on her nipple clips. Ohhhhhh, her nipples were
getting sensitive. She lay down on her back and squirmed around, causing
pain from the spanking. She needed pain right now. She squirmed more,
pulled sharply on the clips while pushing the dildo all the way in. Mom
screamed again. Jenny came for the fourth time, but this time she shook and
shook. It seemed like the orgasm lasted for minutes. She moaned and fainted
in the middle of a beautiful fireworks display.
She woke up all warm and tingling. She removed the clips with an
"ouch" for each one and turned onto her tummy with both dildos in place.
Soon she was asleep. To hell with supper, besides she doubted mom was in
any shape to make it, and dad couldn't boil water without burning it.
The next morning both holes complained a bit at having been stuffed
all night. Her ass was still sore, but she was hungry so she showered and
went to the kitchen. Mom was there and didn't look too happy.
"You and your suggestions. Your dad gave me another dozen with the
cane. Now how did he just happen to know that we had a cane and where it was kept?"
"Mom, I got talking to him after we got home yesterday. I heard
every one of your screams. I even counted, and he gave you a dozen. Then I
kinda lost track of how many times you had an orgasm, but it seemed to me
you were enjoying yourself. I had four cums, which is a new record for me,
but I had to do all the work."
Ellen nodded her head, "It was fantastic, I have to admit, but
twelve with the cane on top of twelve with the razor strop? Young lady,
what you need is twelve with the cane early in the morning, just before gym
class next week. I know at least four or five of your friends, so I'm going
to call them and tell them to be sure to have a good look at your ass."
"Mom, you wouldn't? Yeah, you would. OK, mom, gym is Thursday next
week. I'll set my alarm early and take my dozen. Then I'll show off my
bottom to the whole class. Be sure and don't hit in the same place twice. I
want to be able to show all twelve marks. Oh, why not start calling this
week while school is out? By a week from this coming Thursday the whole
school will know. Then I'll carry a pillow to sit on. If we're going to do
this, we might as well do it right."
"I'm surprised you went along with this. Look, honey, I was just
more-or-less kidding. I know how embarrassed you were to show off your
spankings in the past. I think I'm going to warm your ass with the cane,
but I wouldn't do it right before gym class, or call your friends."
"Mom, I'm serious. I caused you to get twelve with the cane on top
of all gramps had given you. I suddenly came to the conclusion that not
only do I deserve a dozen myself, but that I'm being a baby about showing
off my ass to the other girls. I want it in the morning, before gym class,
so it is fresh and I want the whole school to know about it."
Ellen shook her head, "My little girl is growing up. OK, dear, I'll
call around and tell them you are going to get it Thursday morning, and be
sure to have a look when you strip for gym. Honey, are you sure this is
what you really want?"
"Yes, mom, really-really. I'll give you names and phone numbers for
all the girls I know in my school. Be sure to tell them I'm getting it
Thursday morning, and to tell everyone they can think of, both boys and
girls. I think I'll even put a little note on the bulletin boards.
Something like 'Jenny gets the cane Thursday morning'. That ought to
generate some interest."
Ellen laughed, "And just a few weeks ago you were embarrassed about
a few switch marks below your swimsuit."
Jenny laughed too, "Yeah, I guess I'm growing up. All of a sudden I
actually _want_ the girls to see my well spanked ass. I can't really
explain my change of attitude, mom, but you'll go along with it?"
"Sure, honey, never let it be said that I turned down a chance to
use the cane on your ass. Hey, I remember you said you wanted to be tied to
the bed for your next spanking. Does that entail another visit to the Leather Shop?"
"Well, if we want to do it right, yes. I've got it; you tie me to
the bed every night until the day of the Big Spanking. I don't set my alarm
at all. You come in, move the covers and BOOM, I wake-up to a lash from the
cane. How's that sound to you?"
"OK, if that's what you want, but can you sleep on your tummy, tied to the bed?"
"Well, I can sleep on my tummy OK, and the hand and leg restraints
I have in mind are fur padded. Look, we need the restraints anyway, so why
don't we pick them up Monday, and I can start practicing. We'll need some
chain to get from the restraints to the bed rails, but that's a hardware store item. "
Monday found them back at the Leather Shop. Linda greeted them,
"How has the cane worked out? I hope it wasn't too mild." She laughed.
Ellen laughed, "So far, I've only given Jenny twelve the day we
bought it, to try it out, but this little bitch had to tell my husband
about it, and I got twelve last Saturday, and they were over twelve we both
got from my dad's razor strop. It was terrible."
Jenny piped up, "I could hear her screaming through two closed
doors. Later she was screaming for another reason."
Linda smiled, "I get so hot when I get a good one, but a dozen with
the cane over the razor strop sounds real industrial strength." She
laughed. "So what do you need today, girls?"
Jenny spoke up, "Mom is going to get back at me by giving me a
dozen with the cane before I leave for class on a gym day. She is going to
call all my friends. We need some wrist and ankle restraints. I'm planning
to have mom restrain me on the bed. I'll be sleeping on my tummy in the
nude. All she has to do is carefully expose my ass and I won't need an
alarm clock, that's for sure. She gets to do that every day I'm tied to the
bed, then on the Big Day, I get a dozen."
Linda laughed, "You are going to wake-up to a caning. Wow, you'll
have to tell me all about it later. Sure, we have these nice soft
restraints." She pulled a set out from the display case. "You'll have to go
to a hardware store and get releases and chain. Do you have a few days to
practice sleeping in the cuffs?"
Jenny nodded, "School is out for the week and my next gym class is
Thursday, so I've got plenty of time. I figured we could start tonight, and
with over a week to get used to them, I ought to be OK. I'll practice
sleeping in the cuffs every night, with mom's help to get tied up."
They bought the cuffs at the leather store and then visited the
hardware store. They bought four quick-release clips and plenty of chain.
Dad owned a small chain cutter, so they bought one piece of chain long
enough to fasten all four cuffs.
Jenny and Ellen got to work on the hardware after lunch. It turned
out that there was a place at all four corners of the bed where the chain
could be fastened. Jenny insisted that the chain be permanently attached to
the bed. She explained, "If I have one of my girlfriends visiting, I want
to be able to show her where I get spanked. I'm even going to leave the
cuffs on the chain, although they could be released."
Jenny usually went to bed about 10 PM, so she stripped when Ellen
came in and her mom put on the four restraints. It felt strange to be held
in that position. Both legs were spread wide and so were her arms. It
wasn't particularly uncomfortable, just unusual. Ellen covered her with one
quilt that could be carefully pulled back for her spanking without waking
Jenny. Ellen kissed her good night and patted her bottom, then left.
It took Jenny some time to get used to that position, but
eventually she went to sleep and didn't waken until mom gave her one with
the cane the next morning. Talk about an instant alarm clock, with no snooze feature!
So it went for the remainder of the week. Soon Jenny got used to
the restraints and sleeping in that position. She could nod off right after
mom had her tied down.
Both she and mom made numerous phone calls, so within a day or so
she was getting calls back from classmates who had heard about her pending
spanking from someone else and found it hard to believe, or wanted more details.
Jenny was honest and frank with all her callers. She didn't tell
them why she had been naughty to her mom; that was personal. Everyone got
the rest of the story, including the fact that she was sleeping tied to the
bed and was getting a painful wake-up call every morning. One that was
going to be very painful, come Thursday morning.
She made it very plain that she wanted the spanking, to pay her
mom back. This was only partly true; she knew she did owe her mom the
caning, but she wanted her classmates to know what she had gotten, and was
especially looking forward to displaying her well spanked rear to the gym
class. She surprised herself how much she had changed. Was it the stropping
from gramps? Partially, she guessed, but that wasn't the whole explanation,
and she wasn't sure what the rest was.
So many of her callers didn't believe she was sleeping tied to the
bed that she invited them to the house for a demonstration. Each girl had
to agree to try the restraints, although they only got one swat from the
paddle from Jenny, and that was over their clothes. She got one spank with
the cane, on her bare ass, from every visitor.
Jenny started to regret having allowed her friends to spank her
when six of them showed up one morning, but she took all six. They weren't
as bad as her mom gave her, but they all saw six marks on her ass after the treatment.
She even got calls from some of the boys she knew. She was equally
frank with them, but they didn't get an invitation to the house for a
demonstration. She sort-of wished she could. She had turned from a girl who
was rather shy to an exhibitionist in the course of a few days, and she
couldn't really understand why, herself.
Every evening at about 10 PM Ellen tied Jenny to the bed and every
morning she woke her up with a sound stroke of the cane on her rear. By
Monday, Ellen decided to escalate the wake-up a bit, so she gave Jenny two
good ones with the cane, one on each cheek .
Jenny jerked awake, "AARGHH, mom, that's not fair."
Ellen laughed, "Honey, who is doing the waking and who is tied to the bed?"
Jenny groaned, "Mom, we negotiated one spank from the cane every
day, and a big spanking on Thursday and this is only Monday. Let me up."
Ellen laughed, "And what are you going to do if I decide to leave
you there for awhile and practice on your ass? Ah, I know, you can complain
to the 'spanking board'."
Jenny groaned, "Mom, that's not fair."
"You are repeating yourself, dear. OK, I'll let you up now, but we
are going to have a talk after school. I think you should get more of the
cane Tuesday and Wednesday. You don't get the whole dozen until Thursday,
but you work up to it with a smaller number tomorrow, then more the next
day, and finally, the Main Event on Thursday. Think about it and we'll
discuss it later." Ellen unsnapped the four restraints and left Jenny to 'think about it'.
It seemed like half the school knew about her upcoming spanking on
Thursday. Seven girls asked to visit after school and see her tied up. If
they all showed, that meant seven more lashes with the cane, and some of
the girls hit almost as hard as mom. Two of the girls she hardly knew, but
she had foolishly made the offer an open one, so she couldn't very well
turn them down. Besides, it was just two more lashes for her to take. Her
ass could take it, right? She rubbed the offending object. Yeah, made of
brass; the famous brass ass.
During the day Jenny did 'think about it'. She was sure mom was
just playing with her, but what Ellen had said was very true. She was
firmly tied to the bed and mom could do whatever she wanted with her. Was
it a good idea to take more than one with the cane the next two mornings,
leading up to the 'Main Event', or would that just make her ass hurt all
that more on Thursday?
It depended mostly on how many mom gave her. Her ass was bound to
look worse on Thursday when she showed it off to the gym class. Even a lash
with the cane on Monday would show on Thursday. She and mom would have to
talk it out after school, but she knew mom could do whatever she wanted.
Jenny couldn't tie herself up without help, and once she was tied she was
at mom's mercy. She was getting used to the restraints, but she wanted to
be tied up every night until the 'Main Event' on Thursday morning.
Jenny hadn't decided what to say to her mom when she got home.
Should she just let mom give her whatever she wanted, or should she debate
the matter? After all, she had agreed to take a dozen early Thursday
morning, but taking an as-yet-unknown number of lashes on Tuesday and
Wednesday had never been discussed before mom woke her this morning.
Besides, how many would she have to take from her classmates? There was
still Tuesday and Wednesday to worry about.
To make matters worse, Ellen was out shopping, or visiting a
friend, or whatever, when Jenny got off the school bus. She began to wonder
if mom wasn't purposely teasing her. She couldn't talk to someone who was absent.
About an hour later an old VW bus arrived and out spilled 11 girls.
'Oh, my aching ass', Jenny thought. One of her friends introduced her to
the half dozen or so that Jenny didn't know. A couple of the girls Jenny
expected couldn't make it, but others had joined the party.
Jenny invited them all upstairs, but they couldn't all fit in her
room at once. Jenny organized them into a group stretching down the hall.
She then brought each into her room and tied her to the bed, then gave her
a good one with the paddle, but not on the bare. It seemed like there was
always about a half dozen gawkers looking at the girl that was tied down.
Some of the spankees hardly moved when they got the spank from the paddle,
but some screamed and tried to bounce off the bed. This didn't work due to the cuffs.
After all eleven had a demonstration of what it felt like to be
tied to a bed and given a token spanking, she stripped and put on the
cuffs. "Sue, will you snap me in and organize this crew? You are allowed to
give me one spank with the cane each, and that is all. Remember, I have to
take twelve very hard ones from mom Thursday morning."
One girl asked,"Jenny, how hard are we allowed to spank you today?"
Jenny smiled, "I guess the answer is 'as hard as you want'.
Frankly, when I made the offer last week I didn't expect my spanking to
turn into a Popular Spring Event. I must have had over a dozen lashes with
the cane since mom started calling last week. You can still see some on my ass."
"Pretend you are a baby sitter and the little bitch has just
spilled milk down your front, or thrown a pot at you, or something. If you
have a good imagination, pretend I'm your naughty daughter. If you do a
good job, I'll probably scream, and I definitely will cry, but don't let
that stop you."
With that Sue clipped her in place and chose one of the girls. Zip!
OHHHH. Jenny spoke, "That really wasn't hard enough. Sue, did it mark me?"
Sue looked closely, even feeling Jenny's ass, "Well, Jen, there is
a thin red line, but I don't know what to expect. I've never seen a caning before."
Jenny thought for a moment, "Will one of you go down stairs and see
if mom is home? If she is, ask her to come up, please."
In a few minutes Ellen appeared. "Girls, meet my mom, the artist
with the cane. Mom, I just got one spank and it didn't feel like much.
Would you be willing to referee? If a girl gives me a wimpy spank, show her
how to do it right and have her do it again. I told them a limit of one
spank, but I mean a _real_ one."
Ellen said, "Hold the cane firmly in your dominant hand and raise
it over your head. Bring it down quickly and aim for about the middle of
Jenny's ass. You can try a few times to get the feel of the cane before you
actually strike her."
The girl looked quite a bit younger than Jenny, and was nervous.
Jenny said to her, "Take your time. You can let the tip touch my skin if
you want to. Don't worry about spanking too hard."
The girl tapped Jenny on the ass a few times, then she raised the
cane over her head and brought it down smartly on Jenny's ass. Whoosh, Ohhhhhh.
Ellen nodded, "Look at that mark, even feel it. That was good for a
beginner. Next volunteer."
So it went through all eleven, including Sue. Jenny lost count, but
was sure she had taken at least eleven good ones. Ellen had approved of
most, with a few repeats. She had done her share of screaming and crying.
One girl came forward to talk to Ellen, "Mrs. Blackwell, I have
dreamed of getting a good spanking for years, but mom and dad are divorced
and I live with dad. He spoils me rotten. Would you be willing to give me
one just like Jenny is going to get Thursday?"
Ellen smiled at the girl, who looked to be about Jenny's age, if
not older. "Sure, my dear, but unless you are eighteen, I'd have to have
your dad's permission."
The girl smiled back, "Only a month ago, but I'm now supposed to be
an adult, although dad doesn't seem to think so." She opened her fanny pack
and removed her driver's license. Sure enough, she was just eighteen.
Ellen spoke, "All right, you naughty girl. Strip and I'm going to
give you twelve of the best on your bare ass. Hurry it up. Jenny, help her
with the cuffs and tie her down. We don't have enough room for ten, so take
turns, or some sit on the floor. I'm sure you are all anxious to see this."
"Helen-Ann, you are about to meet our pet cane. This is your last
chance. Do you agree to be spanked twelve times? Once I start I will ignore
whatever you say, and you get all twelve. What do you say?"
The girl shuddered but said, "Yes, mam, give me my twelve and
ignore whatever I might say. I really need this, I don't care how much it hurts."
"Very well, you'll get at least twelve, but you have to count then,
thank me and ask for another. If you forget, it's extras."
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! "One, thank you mam. Please give me another."
Helen-Ann was screaming and crying, but she kept the count. When it
came to twelve she asked for another and got it. This kept up until she had
taken nineteen, at which time she fainted.
Ellen gave her one more for good measure and left, "Got to start
supper. Tell her what a good job she did. If she ever needs another one,
have her call me or get in touch with you, Jenny. Oh, not today, but if any
of you want a caning, let Jenny know. Same rules; under eighteen, I need a letter."
Helen-Ann was moaning on the bed. Jenny had released her. "You with
us yet Helen-Ann?" Jenny rubbed her welted ass with skin cream, which she
knew from experience wouldn't do much good, but it was better than nothing.
The girl woke suddenly, "Is it over? How many did I take?"
Jenny answered, "Well, you fainted at nineteen, so mom gave you one
more to make it an even twenty. She has left to start supper. Didn't you get enough?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I had my heart set on twenty five."
Jenny turned to Sue, "I lost track of who was spanking me, but
there was one swat that was about as good as mom's. I recall screaming. Any
idea who that was?"
A tall blond stepped forward. "I guess that was me, Jenny. I'm
Sally, and we never met until today. I'm in college and a member of a
sorority that is big into spankings, so I've taken a lot and given a lot.
I'm neighbors with your friend Sue, so I came along."
Jenny asked Helen-Ann, "Would you like Sally to give you five more?"
Helen-Ann had recovered somewhat, so she said, "No, I want at
least ten, or as many more as I can take, as hard as you want, and thanks
Sally. We'll talk about sororities later. It is obvious I want to get into
yours so I can get spanked often."
Sally smiled, "Tie her down. Same rules, and I'll spank you ten
times, but if you ask for another after ten, be assured you'll get it."
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! "That was one, mam. Thank you. Please give me another"
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! This went on and on. Helen-Ann was screaming and
crying, but still asked for more. She finally got so incoherent at twenty
three that Sally stopped. Helen-Ann screamed, "Just two more - only two
more and it will be twenty five." Sally gave her two more.
Jenny had never seen such a well-spanked ass. She untied Helen-Ann
and let her rest on her tummy. "Helen-Ann, you wore tight jeans. Your ass
is so swollen that you'll never get them on. We're about the same size.
Borrow a soft, full skirt from me to get home. You can return it tomorrow."
"Oh, mom said any time you need another caning to let me know. Hey,
I bet you'd like a spanking from grandad. He uses a razor strop which is
worse than the cane. Well, maybe it isn't, but he hits a lot harder than
mom. Let me know if you want to try one."
Helen-Ann smiled at Jenny, "I definitely want more from your mom
and I'd love to try the razor strop. How many spanks does he give?"
"He gives twelve, like mom usually gives, but I suppose he would
give you more if you really wanted them. I took just one spanking from him
and I was so weak after twelve that I needed help to stand. Mom took one
with me and she _asked_ me to drive home. Hell, that's the first time she
has _ever_ driven in the car with me at the wheel, so that gives you an
idea how she felt after the stropping."
"When can I get a spanking from him? You've got me anxiously
looking forward to getting one."
"I'll call him. How is Saturday afternoon with you? That was when
mom and I got ours. He is semi-retired, so his time is pretty much his own."
"That would be fine. I'll pick you up, and you can drive me home if
I can't make it on my own."
Sally spoke up, "I don't suppose your grandad would take another volunteer?"
Jenny answered, "I'm sure he would. He did mom and me and was
hardly winded. He told us to come back if we wanted more, but I think he
was giving us a hard time. Don't you get it enough in your sorority?"
"Well, yes and no. It depends on what activities we have and
whether I have broken any house rules. Actually, I haven't been spanked in
several weeks, and this razor strop of your grandad's sounds really wicked.
I'd like to be able to say I've taken one once. We looked for one for our
collection and never found one. Barbers haven't used them in years."
Jenny said, "I'll call gramps later and let Sue know, or you can
leave me a phone number. I'm sure he will give you two a stropping, but I
don't know if he or grandma have any plans for this weekend. I'll warn you
two that you had better wear a soft dress that is full in the back, bring a
blanket, or better a sleeping bag, to crash on while you recover and a soft
pillow to get home on. Oh, if there are any more volunteers let me know,
but if you just want to come along for the show, I don't think gramps would care."
Finally all the girls left and Jenny was alone with her mom in the
kitchen, sitting on her soft pillow. "I've never seen anyone take a
spanking like Helen-Ann did. She got twenty from you and twenty five from
Sally. Not only that, but that was her very first spanking. Hey, I'm going
to try for that same sorority. They are big on spankings."
